Can't Help Falling In Love With You (BxB)

005

"Hey... 'Ya playin' tonight?" Inquired Phil.

"Do I have any options? Yes I will. Plus, I didn't get laid for the past five days straight. And being the winner later is the best choice to have someone served as my sexual dinner atop my bed tonight. So let's bring it on. See you so soon?"

"See 'ya man! Good luck!" I smile back then headed to the well-known room for being quite and pretty clean. The library.

Sure, I can find Silas here. He's probably sleeping behind a curtains again. I march trough the shining floor, then stop at the dark green curtains which unable the sun from coming inside with its thick and dark layers.

I sway it lightly then saw him. Silas, lied down on his side with a red pillow on his head and an earphones seated on his either sides of ears. I nudge him with the tip of my shoes lightly, then added a little tap but more of my force, time by time.

Throughout my bugs on him, he never flinch one of them, he stayed his eyes shut closed and lips were pretty glistening from the way he lick it unconsciously. So I descend myself, touching my right knee unto the floor and other rest to set. "Hey, idiot," I called out.

He's quite pretty; he has a thick patches of eyebrows, pointed nose just like his sharp jaw, he got one of those cutest dimples I knew too. And most of all, those blond strands falling everywhere on his forehead that were styled on a mid-fade haircut, matching with those eye tails.

This dumbass has looks. He's quite handsome. Barely.

"Shit!" I flinch slightly, as he yelled it out loud after seeing me gawking on his pretty face. "Were you just been staring at me all the time?" He breathed, while heaving up and down.

I shrugged, "Think of what you want it to be. Anyways, I have to teach something." Then smirk with my usual one.

"Why me though? I-"

"We've agreed about this already, Camden." I finished, shutting him up instantly. "But if you're thinking of backing out this time, I'll beat you up until you can't walk again."

"Are you fucking with me again?" He grumble.

"Is there more than just complaining you can actually do right now? You'll just have to deploy a package somewhere, that's all you'll do."

"Well then if I die there, I'll fucking hunt you."

"You're such a crybaby, even nerds can do this," I tried to lower my voice down but failed carelessly for getting annoyed at his extra comments of life.

"Oh? Is this why you're trying to beat a nerd up days ago? Because he lost a package? What's inside the package anyway? Probably drugs." He scoffed at his own joke and it just gave me a massive headache.

"I didn't brought you here to fool around! What are you doing?!" I hollered. Temper, temper. This lad needs lessons.

"Brought me? Where? I was here before you woke me up in my goddamn sleep," He shacked.

"I brought you here by keeping you alive yesterday. You wouldn't be here today if you didn't agreed with me on something. Just tell whether you're not doing it or ask me how's it done already." My words stiffen him. I can feel his eyes slowly dart at my eyes and my soul. He was trying to see through me. He was trying to convince himself I was just joking. "Stop being a coward," I mouthed.

"But I am! I also overheard from my friends that there's a check point before reaching where that packages will be deployed," he snarkily replied as soon as I said my last sentence.

"That's why I fucking chose you!? You don't look like me, okay? You look so perfect. You look as though you are not rebellious. The cops will never think of you that way, okay?!" As if this will last. He just stare at me confused.

"Oh... So the rumor of Brion is true? That you really deal drugs?" He questioned.

"Those are not fucking drugs, you imbecile. Those are smuggled animals. They were endangered species that needs to be save. I don't care if you don't believe me or not, but the people who want to get these animals out of the frame — they just want them to live in an accurate habitat. That's all, and if you're not fucking doing it... I'm gonna force you to."

Right now, all I could see from the person before was not him already. He seemed like a deer caught on the headlights.

"Oh... I didn't expect that you... You know? Not dealing drugs..." He stated, trying to be joyfully with his words.

"Are you glad?"

"Well, I'm relieved. At least I know what I will do." He sat up from lying down and the strand of hairs quickly fell onto his forehead. I watched as it play back to normal and the boy who's knowing it smiles as he catch me eyeing his hair. "Tell me what to do then while we are on the way to math, aye?"

I honestly think he's a better person than the others I know. He quickly believes the truth unlike others who'll do it but still doubt it. Nerds are insufferable, they kept asking me shits and I had to be harsh to them so they could stop doing it. Apart from that, they wanna be friends with me.

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During the math session, I wasn't really focused. I was looking at Silas giggling with his friend before the teachers broke them apart. Now that he's alone doing his worksheet, I could see the difficulty once he'll do the job.

I don't know if he really listened to what I just told him back when we were walking, but I sure as hell gonna punch him after this fucking hour is done. However, that's not what I just notice with him...

He sat on his chair uncomfortably impatient. I was so focused at his movements. He wore an above-the-knee denim shorts that exposes every inch of his pale yet flawless legs, a hoodied long sleeve, and a pair of white shoes. Without any socks on.

I don't know what's gotten into me, but my gaze just fixed towards those slender legs fidgeting below his table. He crossed it together on the ankles before lightly stomping with irritation.

Just like that, I look up and saw him struggling at his worksheet. He licks on his bottom lips before biting it hard that almost entirely broke my posture after feeling my own cock slowly rise from what I'm witnessing.

Three thumps on my head, I heard my heart hammering inside my chest so fucking loud.

Then all of a sudden, my tooth uncontrollably bite its way unto my lips just like what he did to his.

This boy is having something worth knowing. What's his name again? Silas? Yes... I know him because of that internet connection commercial on TV. He's quite popular too, but not the level as mine. Maybe he needs another twenty-five percent of his current reputation right now after beating my own.

Although, seeing him like this made me wanna drag him somewhere that I'm the only knows. He sighs defeatedly, then facepalms himself.

Even those fingers were seemingly suited holding my — I don't know...

Frankly, I don't like him, or even attracted to him. He's just far from being a geek gamer in that television commercial than what I'm seeing right now. He's like a sexy... Twink? In personal? Or it's just my mind saying? But no. This is more like a fetishistic mindset towards flawless, and platinum blond haired persons I guess...

He's maybe fit to my liking towards men, but none of that were ruining my life.

Therefore, he's something like a material for my own oneself? Should I ask him to be my fuck buddy then?

No homo.

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(A/N: This scene was modified for the story's own purposes, so if you're asking - 'why the fuck is this so different from the prologue?' - then come in my house, so I can beat you on my bed ;)

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