~ What If We could Rewrite the Stars ✨

Chapter 13

His ears went pink again. By now I was sure, my hands had a mind of their own. Yet again, they acted on their own accord and ended up brushing his ears turning them into a deeper shade of pink.

We had a smooth shoot today. Nate was doing pretty good job as my assistant. On the first day of his job, I intended to tease him when I asked him to feed me my lunch. This is another weird thing that is happening to me these days. I almost always have this strong urge to tease him whenever he is around me. I couldn't  figure out the reason yet. The only plausible reason might be that because he is adorable?! Uh! I really don't know what is wrong with my brain. It's time to visit Arman, again, I guess.

For those who doesnt know, Arman is my best friend. But at the same time, he is my consulting psychologist cum counsellor too. For the last three years, I have been suffering from Insomnia. I guess my condition worsened, and hence I was showing such odd behaviours. I really need to pay him a visit.

Nate must have taken my words seriously, because since then he has been feeding me my lunch everyday. I like how sincere he is towards his job. I know that I know him for just seven days, but he seems really attentive and caring. I could tell him by the way he takes care of my needs, by the way he feeds me. Mrs. Jones has found me a perfect replacement of hers.

But now, I was feeling quite a bit embarrassed. He was talking with that annoying guy, Lucas or whatever his name is. He asked Lucas for buying him some food as he missed his lunch. I think I should take better care of my subordinate. But wait.. Did he just say he forgot about moving in with us at my mansion? Damn! How could he?? I gave a fake cough to show my displeasure. But his immediate action brought even more displeasure to me. He called that dumb guy 'Luky'!!!!! Ewww, that nickname..

Its time to show who you actually belong to, ahem, I mean it's time to show who your master, errr, boss is.

"Tell him your address." I was willing to change my previous actions and take better care of him. But look at how stupid he is, he chose Lucas's old Toyota over my lavish ride. He was getting on my nerves. I had to repeat myself again, this time he did the right thing. He agreed to let me pick him up.

I suddenly felt like singing. Nate had previously made me wear a cap and my sunglasses, and very cautiously escorted me into the lift. Once in the safety of the lift, I started humming. Gotcha! Nate was apparently staring at me. He looked dazed and smiling stupidly. His dimples...

"Why are you smiling like a fool?" My question brought him back to reality.

Ding..

Before he could answer we had arrived our destination. Lucas was waiting for us. Nate suddenly threw his key to him, and turned towards me.

"Sorry, Mr. Evans. But please wait for a few moments." He said bowing deeply, and then... he ran towards Luky.

I stood there like a fool and saw Nate drag Lucas in by his arm. Before shutting the door, he peeked out and mouthed another "sorry".

I was dumbstruck. What on earth did just happen? Did he just close his door on me??

This is it! I need to see what the freak they were doing, alone, inside. I stepped towards the door, held onto the door knob and twisted it. This idiot atleast didn't lock the door.

I wasn't at all ready to see what I saw inside. This living room was in a mess, and he and Lucas was cleaning it as quickly as they could. Realisation stuck me, oh! So he wanted to invite me in his 'clean' house.

Now that I know the reason behind his odd actions, I decided to wait. Wait for him to usher me into his little space whenever he is ready.

After what felt like forever, his little figure came out. "Mr. Evans, sorry for the inconvenience. Please come in."

I displayed my best smile and followed him in.

"Nate" I heard Lucas speak from somewhere behind my back. Nate's eyes went wide, I was afraid they will pop out anytime soon.

"Nate, don't tell me you have such tastes in boxers." He was laughing frantically.

Did he say boxers? I snapped around, I was right! That brat was holding onto Nate's boxers..

But..  hahahahahahahahhahahaha, I ,too, broke out into a fit of laughter.

His boxers... It's the silliest thing I ever saw. They had Spiderman printed on.

Before I could control my laughter, Nate was already jumping Infront of Lucas to get his private possession back. Lucas was holding it high, Nate couldn't reach it. His face was cosplaying beetroot now. How can a guy be this cute?

Pouting adorably, he punched Lucas in his arm. The poor kiddo was on the verge of weeping from all this humiliation.

His current state pulled a chord somewhere deep within my heart. I wanted to hide him away from the world. Geez, there we go again. My brain isn't functioning properly from all those lack of sleep.

"Aren't you hungry?" I asked Nate.

He looked up at me with those watery eyes and nodded.

"Mr. Lucas, please bring him his dinner. He must be tired." Lucas seemed to understand my signal. He replied, "Let me just heat it." And with that he went out to his apartment.

"I--" Nate wanted to speak but refrained for some reason. From the way he was biting his lower lips, I could figure out his inner conflict.

"Did you pack?" I asked trying to change the topic.

He shook his head, " I will pack now."

"Let me help you."

"But--"

"No buts, it's getting late."

"Then, okay."

He brought me into his bedroom. It was nothing special, but still for some odd reasons, it felt cosier than my well designed master bedroom.

He pulled out his trolley, and opened it on his bed.

"This is my wardrobe." he spoke.

"You like soft toys?" I asked noticing a cute white tiger plushie on his bed.

"Err.. I can't sleep without hugging something. So.. this plushie.. " he scratched his neck awkwardly.

"Cute." Before I knew, it escaped from my mouth.

"Yeah, I know. It was gifted to me by a special person." His voice trailed off at the end. He stood fidgeting at his fingers.

An interesting yet out-of-the-place  thing in his wardrobe caught my attention. Why does he have a flower crown in here? A doubt formed in my mind. I took it out and placed it on his head.

"You look beautiful with it on." I praised him.

"Thank you." My doubt intensified. No guy would like being called 'beautiful' .

"I need to use your washroom."

"Sure, this way."

Once inside the washroom, my doubt reached its all time high. He had more skincare items than any lady. No doubt, his skin looks flawless.

"Pffft-" he freaking uses a Pikachu toothbrush!! This little guy was a bundle of cuteness.

No, no, no- I need to find the truth out. Or atleast clarify my doubts.

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