Wayo's POV
P'Pha is currently watching me cooking this pasta is putting pressure on me. It feels like I am in a cooking show with the judges eyes on me.
I know his stares aren't really watching me rather it's watching my moves because he remembers P'Arthit.
I know but I am choosing to ignore it.
He's torturing me.
Torturing me with those eyes. Why does it have to be that gorgeous. His facial feature compliments it that makes him hard to resist.
How can someone resist this guy.
How can someone leave him and resist him for this long.
It cannot be done.
I should know because I can't resist him.
I can't.
I tried to resist him but I definitely failed.
It all started with that night when he puked at me a few months ago.
After that night I always bump into his drunk and wasted self.
What started out as an accidental meet up, it became a routine for almost a week.
I would always wake up at 11pm and see him laid next to his car.
I would help him go to his dorm unit and help him change.
The first time I saw his sculpted body will forever be in my memory. It was perfect.
To my defense, I didn't do anything okay? I just helped him
It was tiring at first but then I started to look forward doing it and helping him.
You guys might have judged me because I'm falling way too fast for Pha and I forgot about Joss that quickly.
But please don't judge me. I never wanted any of these to happen. I never wanted Joss to die nor I never expected to like his best friend.
I don't know when it started but then I started accepting the fact that I like him. Even if he doesn't know me.
I also prayed that Joss will understand and that he gives me a sign if he approves. And he did. Maybe I'll reserve that story for another chapter.
One night was what changed everything and confirmed every doubts I had with my feelings for Pha.
[flashback]
I automatically woke up from my sleep at 10:30pm. This really has become my nightly routine.
It was the 10th day of helping Pha so I got up and changed clothes. I always change into something he could puke into. Haha! I need to be ready you know.
The clock read 10:55pm, so I went outside to the parking lot. I always wait outside, there's a bench there so he wouldn't really notice me.
I'm not expecting anything in return for helping him so he does not need to know who I am.
Although there are times that he would stare at me and tell me I look very familiar but then he immediately falls asleep.
11:05pm.
11:15pm.
That's odd. He usually gets here at 11pm.
11:30pm.
Did something happen?
12:05am.
This is not good.
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Sun, Moon and Wind
FanfictionSun, Moon and Wind is my first boyXboy fiction. It's mainly about Love and how it affects each of us. Love always teaches us about ourselves. Love lets us understand everything. Love will always win. Join me in unravelling the story of the Sun, Mo...