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Third Person POV
Kao instinctively moved away from Cooheart when he heard him whisper Title's name in his ear.
Cooheart was totally mortified upon realizing what he had just done. But then again he tried to make himself feel better by reminding himself that Kao had kissed him on the lips without permission. Well, technically, he did ask permission, except he did not clarify where he was going to kiss him.
There was awkward silence for several seconds.
"Kao..."
"Cooheart..."
They turned to each other and spoke at the exact same time.
"You go first," Kao said, his face looking grim.
"Kao, you don't know how extremely mortified I am..."
Kao interrupted Cooheart.
"You don't have to apologize," Kao said, trying to stay calm but unable to stop the quiver in his voice, "I understand too well. You're in love with him. In fact I'm guessing, and rightly so I believe, that he is your boyfriend. I shouldn't have done what I did."
Cooheart was inclined to believe Kao's last statement about Cooheart being in love with Title but he had to clarify the previous ones.
"Okay, I agree that I might be in love with him but he is not my boyfriend. Nothing is official between us. As of now we are just very very close childhood friends," said Cooheart.
Kao tried to let that information sink into his brain. Did that mean that he had a chance with Cooheart? But then again Cooheart had admitted that he might be in love with Title, might, being the operative word.
Kao turned to Cooheart, some thin and tiny hope rising in his chest.
"Cooheart, will you give me a chance to work on being your boyfriend? I mean, if you eventually decide to let Title be your boyfriend, I won't try to come between you and him," Kao said, the quiver back in his voice.
Cooheart was silent for some time while Kao waited in agony.
"Let me sleep on it," Cooheart said finally, turning on his side with his back to Kao but then suddenly...
"Oww, oww, oww, my knee, I turned on the wrong side," Cooheart started to whine in pain.
Kao quickly helped Cooheart to turn to the side facing him.
"Do you think it would help if I tried to massage your knee?" Kao offered.
"I'm not sure," Cooheart said, "but we can try."
Kao helped Cooheart to remove his bottom pajamas in order to have access to Cooheart's left knee.
Kao started to realize that it was not a wise thing to offer Cooheart. Even as he was removing Cooheart's pajama bottom, he felt the beginnings of a hard on.
Kao's heartbeat spiked to a dangerously high level as he felt Cooheart's silky skin against the palms of his hands. His breathing became labored and irregular. His hands started to grow cold and clammy.
He glanced at Cooheart's face. His eyes were tightly shut and he looked uncomfortable.
Suddenly Kao realized why as his eyes traveled downwards from Cooheart's face to his chest and abdomen and lower still ...
Cooheart's own member was straining against the fabric of his cotton briefs.
"Coo... Cooheart," Kao's voice was barely above a whisper because he found he could hardly breathe anymore.
A/N: I apologize for the brevity of this chapter. I will make up for it in the succeeding chapters. Thank you for your patience.
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