Chapter 31
CHARLES WOKE up feeling thirsty in the middle of the night. So he left his bed and went out of his room only to stop halfway. He also saw that the man who was about to leave Wynter's room got stunned.
Both Angelo and Charles stared at each other for a minute, trying to feel each other’s next move, but the former was the first one to let go of their gaze and walked towards the kitchen.
And because Charles also planned to drink water, he walked slowly behind him. He was just staring at the guy’s back as they walked to the kitchen. No one was talking and trying to think of what the other's planning to do next.
Angelo was the first to take a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and when Charles thought he was going to leave immediately, the man handed him a bottle of water. He silently accepted it and drank the whole bottle. Angelo was still not leaving the kitchen so Charles didn’t leave as well.
They both seem to be unaware that they are waiting for the next thing to do or say. The atmosphere that enveloped the two of them was so awkward. And when they intend to speak first, they spoke at the same time.
“Nick.”
“Gab.”
Both men were stunned then spoke again. "You first." They looked at each other. "No, I insist," they said at the same time.
Finally, Angelo found the scene funny and let out a chuckle. "It's like we're in a movie."
Charles laughed as well. "Imma have to agree on that."
The atmosphere surrounding them was a lot lighter than it was a while ago. When their chuckles ended, both smiled at each other. “I heard from Emy that you were talking to yourself before you went to sleep.”
He rolled his eyes. “Did she really have to tell you?”
The guy once again chuckles. “I… I kinda asked.”
Charles stared at the guy. “You asked about what?”
"About you. Where were you, were you mad, w-what’s your… your real relationship with Emy. ” The young man's voice went softer and softer so he didn't hear the last thing he asked his friend.
"What was your last question?" Charles asked confusedly.
"N-Nothing," he replied but Charles noticed the redness of his face because of the little light coming from a turned-on light in the kitchen.
He walked towards Angelo, closing their distance, then he held his chin up as he whispered, “What was your last question?”
They stared at each other then Angelo cleared his throat. "I-I asked Emy for… for a clarification."
"About?" Charles couldn't help but bring his face even closer to the young man's.
“A-About your relationship.”
Charles sexily chuckled. “You don’t believe that we're just best friends?”
ANGELO SLIGHTLY shook his head as he stared at Charles's lips.
“Were you jealous, Gab?” the guy asked in a low voice.
Angelo seemed hypnotized when he looked up into Charles' eyes. He couldn't help but nod even though he had no plans to admit that he was jealous.
“Don’t worry, Gab. You’re the only person who could own me. I’m all yours, baby.”
Angelo felt his body heat up because of the young man's words to him. He was anxiously waiting for Charles' lips to taste his when the guy suddenly rested his forehead on his shoulder.
"I can't," he whispered.
"H-Huh?" He was confused by the man's behavior but he was able to breathe easy because it did not continue. But why do I also feel disappointed?!
Charles left his position on his shoulder then smiled. "I wanted to kiss you so bad but I can't."
Angelo stopped breathing for a moment because of what he heard. "W-Why?"
The young man scratched the back of his neck. "Wynter would surely ban me from the penthouse if I ever break the rule."
“What rule?”
“The first one, we can’t bring anyone else inside the penthouse. But we bent it for you for the meantime. And as for the other, we can’t fvck anyone inside the penthouse.”
He nodded at what he heard. He didn’t know why but something came up. "It's just that it's not allowed inside the penthouse." His eyes immediately widened as she realized what he had done.
Slowly, he turned his head to look at Charles, wishing that he didn’t hear him, only to be greeted with a grinning Charles. “So what do you propose?” he said in a teasing tone.
Angelo felt the heat on his face because of the embarrassment done. “N-Nothing! I'm just analyzing your rules,” he reasoned while looking anywhere but him.
“Are you sure? Because I’m pretty sure that the VIP rooms downstairs are open and available,” Charles teased, making his face even redder. He then heard Charles chuckle. "Okay okay. I’ll stop.”
"That's good."
He shook his head and laughed again before his face became serious. "But seriously, do you wanna?"
He confusedly looked at him. “‘Do I wanna’ what?”
“Do you wanna go downstairs?”
His eyes narrowed immediately, especially when the young man started laughing again. Angelo was annoyed that he left the kitchen and was about to enter the room where he was staying when someone suddenly pulled his hand.
Suddenly, he felt Charles’ lips crash against his, softly nibbling, sucking, and licking his lower lips that he couldn’t help but moan a little. But before he could grab a handful of Charles’ hair, the guy let go and smiled at him. “I still haven’t broken the rule.” Charles once again kissed him, only this time, it was just a peck. “Goodnight, Gab. Dreams of me and only me, okay?” He nodded stupidly, which caused the man to grin. “I’ll dream of you too.” Charles winked at him before he went inside his room.
Angelo was left stunned and suddenly grabbed his chest. “I-It’s too fast. My heart’s beating too fast,” he whispered.
He took a few more moments staring at the door of Charles' room until he forced himself to enter his room. And just like what Charles told him, he dreamed of him.
