Chapter 6

I headed into my room and got dressed in a thick cotton shirt and sweatpants before climbing into my bed and thumbing open my phone. There were a few texts from my mum asking how I was fairing and for me to please give her a call whenever I got the text. I scoffed in anger; I was still mad at them for not getting me a car.

I'm petty like that...

I dialed her number and listened to it ring endlessly. I called it again, already making up my mind not to drop anymore unanswered calls when it kept on ringing, at the very last second, she answered the call and gushed into the phone.

"Andy!! How's everything? I miss you so much, oh my child." 

I smiled despite myself as I felt my unreasonable anger at her currently dissolve into affection. "Hey mum, I miss you so much too," I whispered the last part, ignoring the fact that I was being embarrassingly cheesy.

"You'll be done with this semester soon, right?” She asked after a few minutes of ensuring that I was perfectly fine and didn’t need anything, well, except for a car.

I nodded my head, "Right, in a month."

"Then you'll come home and spend time with your dad and me, right? We could travel to wherever you want for the holidays to make more memories with your old parents," she continued, and I chuckled softly. Apart from my parents being unreasonably paranoid about me having a care, they were also over-protective and barely allowed me to do anything when I was home.

Frankly I was old enough to travel on my own, but my mum would hear nothing of it. It was either travel with the family, including our two dogs and one kitten, to wherever I picked for a so-called vacation.

"We'll see about that. Also you're anything but old," I admonished with a small laugh. We talked for a few more minutes before finally ending the call. I scrolled through my snaps and clicked open Joey's thread.

Joey: Yo, so I talked to Aaron Joey: ...after we had sex in his car.

Joey: before you start fretting, no, I didn't want to tell him to his face because I knew it was going to lead to sex... but it was like he sensed where the text spree was heading and asked me to join him for dinner.

Joey: we didn't leave his car after he picked me up from Lucas's place. Instead we drove to his apartment and had mad sex in the car.

Joey: And I just couldn't tell him what I wanted. It felt somehow wrong especially after he gave me a really intense orgasm. So I'm just going to tell him tomorrow.

I rolled my eyes after reading Joey's texts before snorting out a small, amused laugh. My best friend was just too much of a slut to say no to sex, even though it led to the other participant getting deeper into something that isn't even being felt on both side for a little bit.

Poor Aaron.

I typed in a single reply about how he was a shameless slut and how I was right when I said it was going to take him two to three hookups for him to get the talk out of the way.

I threw my phone on my bed after replying a few more texts and stretched my arms out, my stomach growled not so quietly as I made my way into the kitchen and pulled open the cupboards, searching for what I could quickly prepare since I was starving at this point.

I pulled out spaghetti and placed it on the counter before grabbing a pot and rinsing it in the sink. I placed the water on the fire and hollered out for Jason to get his ass into the kitchen immediately. A bare-chested Jonas made his way into the kitchen before jumping up onto the counter. I glanced at his naked chest once again, wondering why he wasn't wearing a shirt like a normal human who needed warm cloths after getting soaked in the rain.

"Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" I spluttered out before I could stop myself then flushed, realizing how forward my question was. He chuckled at my facial expression, and I scowled at him before turning away to check the water. I knew damn well that I literally just placed it over the fire about a minute ago.

"Because I don't feel like one, I'm not cold,” he replied before continuing, "And besides, I enjoy watching you staring at it and going red in embarrassment." 

I felt my heart skip a few beats as his words started to sink in... so he has been noticing how I've been checking his unreasonably perfectly outlined chest and flushing red in embarrassment every time? 

God, kill me now please.

I felt myself flushing in embarrassment and didn't bother turning back towards him as I mutter a quiet 'whatever ' under my breath and instead picked up the spaghetti and waved it in the air a little. "Spaghetti alright with you for dinner?"

"Oh, yeah. It is,” he replied immediately, and I rolled my eyes as I hit the end of the spaghetti against the counter until the top popped open.

"You're cleaning the dishes just so you know," I reminded him as I fed the spaghetti into the boiling water.

He whined from his position on the counter. "Aw c'mon, you know how much I hate doing dishes."

"But I make almost all your food for you without complaining, don't I?" I demanded with an eye roll as I pulled open the fridge and dug out some fresh tomatoes in preparation for the sauce.

"That's because you love doing them, whereas I hate doing the dishes," Jonas complained with another while and I glanced at him after slamming the fridge shut with my eyebrow raised in a 'really now?' expression.

"You're washing the dishes if you're going to be eating dinner with me," I informed him as I walked past him and reached into the cupboard beside his head and pulled out a few pieces of onions.

"How about I don't eat dinner with you? I could perfectly eat it in my room, y'know..." Jonas trailed off with a straight expression when I glanced at him disbelieving. His straight expression cracked, and he snorted first before bursting into loud laughter, his eyes completely disappearing between his eyelids while I stood transfixed by the beautiful sight for a few seconds before shaking out of the invisible hold and chuckling a little at him before rephrasing, "You're going to have to do the dishes if you're going to be eating the food I prepare tonight," I pointed out for clarification and ignored his groans of protests while I chopped the washed tomatoes.

The spaghetti was boiling while I prepared the sauce on the second face of the stove, and in no time, dinner was ready.

I drained the spaghetti water, divided between both plates, and lathered the noodles with sauce before placing them on the clean counter. I quickly tidied my cooking mess then, lifted the plates and placed them on the dining table. Jonas grabbed water from the fridge and a glass of orange juice for himself before sitting at the table and practically shoving the food into his face.

I chuckled at how Jonas’s enthusiasm sometimes reminded me of a child. I picked up my cutlery and dug into my food. A few minutes later, our plates were empty, and Jonas praised my spaghetti, which made my heart flutter stupidly, before thanking me and taking our plates to the sink.

I pushed up from the table and picked our empty water bottles as I made my way into the kitchen, I threw them into the bin before stopping beside Jonas and staring at him with a small laugh and a small shake of my head as I demanded, "What are you doing?"

"Stacking up the dish washer, obviously,” he replied in a 'duh' tone before pouring a lot of soap into the machine.

"Jonas! That was only a few dishes, Jesus. Did you have to put it into the dish washer?"

"Yeah, I hate doing dishes, remember? Even stacking up this machine is stressful as fuck," Jonas informed me while tapping on the washer for emphasis.

I rolled my eyes in irritation, "How have you been living without me?" I demanded as I washed my hands and dried it on the kitchen towel.

"With takeout, obviously,” he replied, and we both laughed softly. He was completely hopeless without even realizing it.

I headed into the sitting room and curled up in a corner of the couch with a throw pillow squeezed into my chest as I pondered on different things that crossed my mind in that moment.

As you've guessed, majority of what crossed my mind revolves around Jonas.

I sighed as I pushed my hair out of my face and glanced at the black television. I wanted to turn the tv on just for background sound, but I also felt too lazy to stand up, so I remained in the same position, staring at the television longingly until Jonas got done with his business in the kitchen and joined me in the sitting room, on the couch.

"What are you doing?" Jonas asked with a small nudge to my shoulder. I shrugged a little while I absentmindedly gnawed on my lower lips. 

"Nothing, just thinking about life," I replied honestly and Jonas threw his arm around the side of the top of the couch behind of my head and if I lean back a little, I'd be resting my head on his bicep.

"Life's really unfair sometimes, don't you think so?" He asked and I couldn't agree more.

"It's unfair most times," I agreed with him quietly with a small shrug. We remained quiet after that for a few more minutes until Jonas turned completely towards me on the couch.

"Andy?"

"Yeah?" I replied with a raised eyebrow.

"Let's continue the movie we were watching together on Tuesday night," Jonas proposed and I felt my eyes widened in horror just as I completely sat up and blinked a few times, I could already feel my traitorous heart start to run faster than normal due to how nervous I was getting.

"Um, the gay one?" I asked weakly while biting on my lower lips, I met Jonas's brooding eyes for a fleeting second before I quickly averted it towards my fiddling fingers.

"Of course it's that one, were we watching another movie together before?" Jonas demanded in a 'duh' tone and I scowled at him just to get my heartbeat under control. "You could have just answered the question like a normal human being instead of trying to sound savage," I informed him with a forced eye roll, I wasn't one bit relaxed like I was trying to appear.

It's just a movie, Andy, I reminded myself as Jonas flipped me off and headed for his room to start up the MacBook. After about a minute, I stood up and went into his room before I chickened out.

I stalled for a bit at his opened room before closing it shut when he raised a questioning eyebrow in my direction. He was currently lying on the bed with my MacBook opened before him, the light was turned on this time which I was grateful for, there was just something too intimate about doing something like this in the dark which I didn't want to experience tonight.

I headed towards his bed, and he raised his hand and pointed towards the switch control on the wall before saying, "Turn off the lights."

I paused in my tracks and swallowed, I didn't like the small shiver that slitter down my spine after I heard those words, I wasn't impressed in myself one bit upon realizing that the shiver wasn't even from cold but from something else entirely.

I changed tracks and reached for the lights before snapping them all off all at once, grateful to be plunged into darkness, at least now I didn't need to hide my shaking fingers.

Was I nervous? Yeah.

Why? Probably because I could already tell that tonight was going to lead to something else.

Was I repulsed? That's where Mr. confusion strolled in confidently.

I kept on walking until I was standing beside Jonas's bed, he glanced up from the MacBook and patted the bed for me to sit on when I hesitated, I watched the way the light from the MacBook illuminated his face, making his ears piercings glitter a little. 

I took in a deep breath before carefully perching on the side of the bed, my legs dangling on off the side of the bed as I tried to stubbly inhale in more of his scent which was practically suffocating the whole room.

"Get on the bed and fucking relax, I'm not gonna bite," Jonas drawled out with a small laugh which sounded like a daring chuckle. Me being the one who just couldn't back down from a challenge shot him a glare before climbing into the bed completely and mirroring his position by lying on the bed with my weight propped up by my elbows.

"See? That's more like it,” he gushed approvingly while I rolled my eyes at him before fixing my gaze completely on the MacBook. 

"So, what's the name of this seasonal movie again?" I asked, genuinely curious since I was hell bent on probably watching it this time.

"Really? You don't know the title?" Jonas scoffed out outrageously.

"Obviously."

"Well it's TharnType," he replied like that particular name was supposed to trigger a memory, I waited for a few heartbeats with him watching me eagerly, I shrugged at him when nothing came to mind and rolled my eyes when he shook his head with a disappointed expression on his face.

"It's an interesting movie, right?" I tried clarifying just to be sure since I didn't even remember a thing from what we watched on Tuesday's night, I didn't want to waste my time if it wasn't going to be with enough dramas to keep me hooked throughout.

"It's more than interesting, it's one of the best gay season movies you'd ever come across, it has a lot of mind-blowing hot scenes, you'd fall in love with them immediately,” he gushed out, his eyes carrying a certain glint of interest while I absorbed all what he was explaining to me.

So there was going to be more hot scenes in the incoming episodes, I pushed my hair out of my face and nodded at him to click on the play button.

It's just a movie, nothing I couldn't handle.

The episode started playing and I watched as Jonas pushed the MacBook until it was directly in my face before rolling until he was lying directly beside me, our bodies were currently separated by only a little space, and I swallowed while trying to not stare at that gap too hard.

Ten minutes into the episode and I squealed in shock before slapping my hand over my mouth at the noise that escaped me. I glanced at Jonas and our eyes locked for a few seconds before I tore my gaze away. I swallowed hard a few times while pushing my hair out of my face.

I focused on the movie and the way the character named Tharn held the one named Type captive on his bed with his hands pinned to the bed. Tharn, who was obviously a dom, scattered small, lingering kisses onto Type before aggressively sucking on his neck. 

I pushed my stupid hair out of my face and blinked once. My tongue felt heavy in my mouth as I watched Tharn finally lift his mouth from Type's neck and whisper something to him in a language I couldn't understand. I was too carried away to read the subtitles since my whole focus was on their physical actions. 

They finally kissed and I felt my toes curl as I watched the way Tharn pressed Type's hands deeply into the bed while sucking on his neck once again. I leaned my head against the bed and squeezed my eyes shut while dragging in deep breaths in order to slow my racing heart. At this rate, I was going to develop heart failure soon.

I lifted my head back up and puffed out a breath, not bothering to push my hair away from my face this time. I bit my lips when they continued to kiss deeply, I almost choked on nothing when they rolled around on the bed until the one whom I thought was the submissive straddled the one named Tharn and kissed him deeply while twisting and grinding over him desperately, his fingers threaded deep into Tharn's hair while Tharn's hands slid over his boyfriend's back to wrap around his waist and finally creep under his tank top.

I puffed out the breath I was holding, I thought I was going to be repulsed by all these... but here I was, finding them extremely hot and insanely arousing, I didn't need to move my legs to be able to tell that I was turned on, the tightness in my stomach kept on clenching and unclenching as I watched to couple make out thoroughly.

A few days ago, I didn't know gay movies existed, two days later and I was watching one of their uncensored scenes and my body sure wasn't complaining with how much it was making me shudder and lose my breath.

I didn't even know if that was a good sign or not at this point, I thought with a small shiver as I curiously glanced sideways only to lock eyes with Jason.

I swallowed. We were currently so close to each other, and I didn't know how the gap between us was closed. But here we were with our eyes locked and our faces a few inches away.

I licked my lower lips nervously, my heart beating extremely fast once again as I watched him slowly reduced the gap between us until our lips were almost touching. I glanced down at his lips and felt mine part in silent response just as I locked my eyes back with his. His lips grazed mine ever so lightly and I jolted a little. It felt like was electrocuted from the number of shivers that ran down my spine. I pulled my lips a few inches away while puffing out harsh breaths. Our eyes were still locked intimately.

I watched him glanced down at my lips for a fleeting second before he started to pull away and before I could pounder over my next move, I was moving forward and pressing my lips against his for a few seconds- our eyes still locked the whole time.

On realizing what I just did, I pulled away immediately while flushing, but Jonas’s lips trailed after mine and my eyes grew wider when he pushed on my shoulder until I was lying on my back. I was wildly staring into his eyes with my lips parted in surprise before he dropped his face over mine and joined our lips together. I felt my eyes close just as an intense shiver slithered down my spine.