FEIVEL'S POV
Pin drop silence.
Tilting my head back to the door, I let out a heavy sigh. Arne was right beside me, fidgeting for an hour straight. I won't blame him, it was awkward. I kissed him out of nowhere.
The feeling of his lips on mine was incredible. His lips were still soft, still very edible. His mouth tasted the same I remember as. The feeling of his body shivering in my arms was enough to give me a hard-on.
It felt just so... Right.
After sharing the most passionate kiss ever, we came down to catch our breaths and things started getting awkward. Shorty climbed down my lap and settled beside me. Ever since the moment, it was this.
Pin drop silence.
I thought to apologize for my actions but it didn't feel right. I kissed him but I didn't force him to kiss me back. But, he did kiss back. I somewhere was delighted to know I still mattered to him. Maybe. Maybe, he still liked me.
I keep playing with my hands, advancing glances at him but he didn't seem to calm down. I finally gave up and decided to talk.
"Shorty," I called him. Turning to face his side. I don't know what to talk but I can't just keep quiet. "talk to me, please" I mumble keeping my tone calm.
"I- F-Feivel, I-"
"Shorty, look. I kissed you, okay? You don't have to feel anything. Just don't stress yourself and bring us back to the square. When you finally here I wanted us to get along. Again" I say breathlessly.
He looked up from his lap for the first time for the past hour. "Why did you kiss me?" he asked with a feeling of hope and betrayal flashed on his face. "W-why did you k-kiss me back then? Why now?" looking back at his lap.
I was astonished by his question from four years back. I inhaled deeply before nodding. "I liked you, shorty" I say bluntly. He sprang his neck in an instant spraining it in the process.
"Ow," he held his hand on the neck. "Shit. Hurts" groaning while catching his head bending downwards.
"Shorty, you okay? Let me help you" I overlap his hands with mine and stand on my knees towering his sitting figure. I start massaging the sprained area on the right side gently. I put my hand carefully on the left side of his neck as I keep massaging the other side. I pop out his neck to the other side of the sprain with a click. He groans at the sudden moment holding my hand tighter. "What are you doing?" he spat and starts moving his neck to the sides noticing the zero existence of pain.
"It's gone! Fei, it's gone" he looks upwards with a smile. Regretting it instantly, noticing the mere distance between our faces. I lick my lips looking at his, tempted to hover over them.
I shift my hands from either side of his neck to his face. I lean forward forgetting the fact that we still had two "kiss questions" to be solved. And here I was creating another.
Just before I could close the distance completely, Arne retreated from my touch. "Y-you still have to answer my questions," he said sliding my hands off his face. I nodded and sit back in the place. "You, you said you l-liked me?" he questions curiously.
I nod "Yeah. Actually, no" I say gaining a frown in return. "I still do. I still like you a lot. Actually, you know what? I love you, shorty. Always have. Even when I was dating girls I wanted to run back to you as soon as possible. My dates always complained about the same thing "You don't love me. You are always in a hurry to be somewhere else" and the else was with you. I couldn't understand what was the problem. I thought maybe I didn't like them enough to spend time with them, so I found you. This was until I started dating Miaa. Nothing really changed though. I still desperately waited for my time with you. One day, she confronted my own feelings for me"
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Romance[COMPLETED] Arne Cabral, an eighteen-year-old boy who is in love with his best friend. His *male* best friend. But, being a heterosexual all his life he had not felt anything towards other men but Feivel. Was he gay? Or was he gay for Feivel? Feivel...