When You Said You Love Me

Chapter Twenty

If, by chance, I had a penny
Every time you caught my eye
I'd be a man as poor as any
And there's no point in wondering why

Of all the fairest through the lands
Your beauty they outshine
Smiles numerous as the golden sands
As fine as ancient wine

They try to beguile me
Sweet lips and sweeter words
Their radiant charm I cannot see
Nor hear their voices like singing birds

I may well be a blind man
They would be futile to pursue
With a single penny clutched in hand
My eyes have never strayed from you.

I worry about him.
I don't mean to, but I can't help but lie awake at night and wonder if things will be okay; if I'm the best option for him. Hell, at the beginning of the year, we hated each other. I never would have thought that things would be like this.
His friends are my friends now, and he's just as much a part of my life as my company. That... bothers me.
I don't need friends, and I sure as Hell don't need to be in a relationship. But this feels so nice.
Nice isn't something I'm used to.

In the following weeks, the tabloids run rampant about the 'Mystery Omega' that fainted in front of Kaiba Corp. Some sources say that he swooned over the very sight of an Alpha like Maximillian Pegasus, others say that he's a Seto Kaiba superfan that had been standing outside demanding to see me, until being struck down by heat exhaustion.
I despise the media. They twist things around to the point where no one is sure of the truth anymore. I suppose they're good for something, at least, since all of the confusion has kept them from discovering who that Omega is. I keep Joey occupied as best as I can, not wanting him to see all of the gossip he's stirred up. Really, it's what's best for both of us.

*perspective change*

Joey is nice. I feel like Seto has really opened up recently. He has actual friends instead of business associates, he takes off of work sometimes, and he actually seems a lot happier.
Joey spends time with me when Seto is at work, and I've discovered that he's actually pretty cool. We play games or build forts, and sometimes we even cook together. It's really fun, and even when we make a big mess, he helps clean it all up before Seto gets home. It's like having another brother.
Ew, wait, no. It's like... like having an older best friend that lives with you and makes your brother happy. Ah... is there a word for that?

One thing that I've noticed, though, is that Seto is really bad at showing Joey that he likes him. I can tell Seto likes him, I can! But Joey doesn't seem to think so sometimes.
As soon as I get the chance, I bring it up. "Seto, have you and Joey gone on a date yet?"
"What." He asks flatly, and glares at me slightly from across the room. He doesn't look as intimidating with Joey leaned up against him, fast asleep.
"You know, a date? Like, out to eat at a restaurant or to the movies or... you know, stuff like that." I say. I'm not the best at giving examples, but I have a feeling that Seto knows exactly what I mean.
"We watch movies together all the time, Mokie." He says in that exasperated, pretentious tone of voice. I roll my eyes.
"No, like, just the two of you. It's not a date if I'm there. And at home doesnt really count." I point out before he can interrupt me. "A date is where you go out together and show each other off. You gotta let everyone know that you've got a special someone, or else that someone doesn't feel special."
He looks at me blankly before glaring, looking at the TV screen again and scoffing. "You've been watching too many sappy movies."
I don't bring the topic up again, mostly because I'm sure he's just pretending. He's gonna take Joey on a date, I just know it!

Plus, joke's on him. I've actually been reading romance novels.

*perspective change*

What does one wear on a date?
Where would he even like? We're different when it comes to hobbies and interests... and I'm sure he wouldn't want to go to my theme park. I've never had to do something like this before.
I look down at the page in front of me, a half drawn out itinerary for when I actually take him out. Of course, it's vague because I have no clue where to actually take him.
I'm about to write down loose ideas when he opens the door to my office a bit, poking his head through the gap.
"Heeeeey, Seto." He says, and I know he's going to ask me something just by the tone of his voice.
"What is it?" I ask, coming off as a bit colder than I'd wanted to.
"You almost done with your paperwork or whatever? I'm starvin', but I don't wanna eat without you." He says.
A lightbulb blinks on in my head, and I tap my pen against the paper a few times. "I have to finish this last thing. You don't have to wait up."
He looks a bit disappointed, but he smiles anyway. "Nah, I can wait a bit longer. See ya in a minute."
He closes the door behind him and I immediately get to work. How could I have been so blind?! The answer is obvious now.
If there is one thing that could interest Joey no matter the time or place, it's food.

*perspective change*

That jerk!
I was a hundred percent prepared to eat without him, but Mokuba stopped me at the last minute.
"It might upset him that you didn't wait." He'd said. "You don't wanna hurt his feelings, do you?"
What the Hell kinda argument is that?! When has Seto ever cared if I started eating before he got back?! But Mokuba brought up a really good point.

"Well, in this book I'm reading, the main characters are going through conflict and misunderstandings. If the Omega eats without her Alpha, he doesn't feel important enough to her!"

Am I doin' this all wrong? Maybe I'm not bein' the best Omega, like I promised myself I'd be. But damn if it's not so hard to wait for that prick to finish work!
I wanna just devour my whole meal just to spite him. But I guess it's not his fault. He's just tryin' to be a good, hard workin' Alpha like in Mokuba's book. That's the way this is supposed to be.
When he finally sits down at the table, he looks really happy. Maybe it's because I waited for him?
This whole be a good Omega thing might be workin' after all.

*perspective change*

I can't wait to take him out. A nice dinner by the beach, the sunset at our backs, glasses clinking together as we soak it all in; it'll be perfect.
He looks upset when I sit at the table, but he immediately perks up. Maybe he missed me?
I feel bad for neglecting him. I should've scheduled a date sooner. Surely, doing this will make Joey happy. It's my responsibility to be the doting Alpha, and it's about time I take that seriously.
I just hope Mokuba is right.

//1154 words!
//ah, shit, here we go again with another semi rusty chapter. Ya'll like filler?