Adonis's POV For the first time, I don't feel any happiness standing next to our coach in the middle of the team with a huge trophy clasped in my hands, posing for the camera. I didn't really play well or contribute much to the game but still we won because we got some excellent players on the team. Throughout the game I was distracted. I kept looking for Theo among the crowd during the whole first quater that even our coach noticed and scolded me heavily during the short break at the end of first quater. Just as the second quarter began, I saw the girl, Sana coming hurrying down the blazers and taking a seat at the front. But Theo wasn't with her. Still, for a little while, I desperately continued searching the crowd, hoping to see forest green eyes somewhere. But he never came. Adrien goes to talk to the girl once our photo section is over. For a moment, I think about going to them and asking Sana what happened to Theo. But then I decide not to. I don't want to give her and my be
Adonis's POV I drag open the door to see the sight of Theo fast asleep on his large white bed, a white duvet covering his body upto his stomach, revealing his right hand held tight against his chest in a white plaster cast. The sight was at once distressing but also dainty. He looked like a fragile little creature, lying there in the middle of the huge king sized bed, looking totally vulnerable. Gently closing the door behind, I quietly walk towards him and stare at his face, slowly sitting down on the edge of the bed. Although he still looked beautiful, his delicate pale face clearly revealed distress and weakness. He looked extremely tired and troubled, unlike how he looked totally peacefull, sleeping on the hotel bed during our camp. "Theo.." I call him softly. He hums to me, still in sleep. "Little one.." I say and touch his cheeks. His face was hot against my fingers. I press my palm on his forehead and he was literally burning. "Gosh! What happened to you little one?" He su
Theodore's POV "Are you feeling any better now?" Adonis asks me with concern, sitting beside me and gently brushing his fingers through my hair. I nod to him, and he slowly withdraws his hand after removing a few of my locks from my forehead. Then he adjusts the pillow under my head and pulls my blanket up a bit more. "Go to sleep. You'll feel better," he says and gently pats my cheek as I stare at him. He hasn't said anything about the kiss yet. Maybe it's normal for him to kiss people like that. But it's not normal for me. And I don't know what to expect from him next! "Are you leaving?" I ask him. "No, I'm only leaving after feeding you lunch. Don't worry, I'll be here when you wake up," he says. I look at him confused. "Why'd you do that?" "Because I want to take care of you?" He says. "So, are you planning to come again soon?" I ask. "Yeah, I'll come tomorrow morning," he replies, nonchalantly. I couldn't help but frown at him in surprise. "Why? You don't want me to come?
Adonis's POV Today the security guard casually opens the gates for me as soon as I hop out of my car. However he furrows his brows a little, glancing at the plastic bag in my hands and then looks at his watch as I pass him and enter into the drive way. It was only past 8 am. I couldn't wait any longer to see Theo. In fact, I couldn't even sleep properly yesterday. I kept thinking about him the whole night. I went to sleep at 3 am or something and was wide awake even before 6. Then I went to the kitchen and made some chicken soup and Turkey sandwiches along with herbal tea for Theo and quickly packed them before Mom could wake up and catch me cooking. She thought I got basketball practice today and that's why I left early. Miss Brown, the maid lady from yesterday is the one who opens the doors for me. "Wow Adonis! You came so early!" she says in surprise. Yesterday afternoon when I left, I had told her I'd come again today but it looks like she definitely didn't expect me here this
Theodore's POV "How did it happen?" Adonis asks, glancing at my arm whilst buttoning down my shirt. Thankfully he let me change my shorts in the bathroom and only insisted on helping me wear my shirt. Currently he stands hovering in front of me while I sit on the edge of the bed, staring at his adam's apple and his strong chin with sharp jawline. "You had a nightmare and rolled out of the bed?" "Oh..hmm.." I nod. He gently grabs my arm and softly rub my fingers. Then he suddenly bends down and kisses my palm, once again taking me aback and giving me butterflies in my stomach. "How did you manage to roll out of the bed when you have such a large bed, little one?" he asks looking up at my face while I stare at him, still not out of the shock from the kiss. "I-I somehow......don't kiss me like that!" He smiles and leans down, kissing over my plaster cast. I feel more butterflies take birth in my stomach although his lips didn't touch my skin this time. "I kissed you so that your h
Theodore's POV In the soft glow of my sunlit room on Sunday afternoon, I lie upon my bed with pillows surrounding me, my gaze fixed upon the hands of the brown clock on the opposite wall above the windows, their graceful movement echoing the rhythm of time itself. As minutes slip away, my eyes trace the delicate unending springs of the thin bewitching second hand, the movement both mesmerizing and tantalizing. The minute hand deliberately continuing it's journey towards 12, the hour hand impatient to touch 3. But then in an hour it will leave 3 and go to 4, then to 5 and 6 and 7. What a Casanova! I wonder if Adonis lost interest already. He said he'll definitely come today, but didn't come yet. Maybe he finally realised this is just too foolish and he is simply wasting his time. Maybe he decided to find someone else. If so, good! But can't he just be my friend? It was nice spending time with him. The last two days were great. Although I wasn't feeling very well physically, I was
Adonis's POV I stare at Theo in fascination as his green eyes, wide with wonder, roam the expanse of the art gallery, taking in the kaleidoscope of colors and shapes that adorn the walls. Each stroke of the artist's brush seems to be telling him a story and I feel happy with my choice to take him here instead of to an arcade or a park. Simply looking at his bright face, I feel my heart melt. The soft light from the gallery's skylights cascades upon his features, brightening his every smile and gasp of awe. And I feel just so content, simply standing by his side, holding his hand and watching his every movement. I loosen the grip of my fingers on his left hand as I notice the little fingers protruding from his plaster cast itching with an uncontainable desire to touch the canvases. But strangely, he doesn't let go of my hands. He holds me tightly whilst smiling at the painting of a serene landscape with vibrant colours. "It reminds me of our camp," he tells me. I smile, glancing at
Theodore's POV "Did you do it again as a one time thing?" Adonis asks, staring at my mouth as I chew down the food, my lips shivering and face twitching in nervousness. "I don't know," I reply and lean forward to take another bite of the burger. But he quickly pulls his hand away. I look down at my lap, too nervous to look at his face. "I just wanted to thank you for making me lunch." He places the burger back on the plate. "So, that's how you say thanks, little one?" He asks. I don't look up. "Hmm..but that wasn't enough." "What?" The next moment, two strong arms grab my knees and spread them wide before I feel his warm lips on mine, his body press against me and his hands cups my face. "That wasn't even barely enough," he feeds huskily into my mouth before starting to devour my lips. I can't make myself to pull away as an intense desire washes over me with his each passionate peck. I wrap a hand around his shoulder and close my eyes, melting into the kiss. His lips, like pow
1 month later Adonis's POV "Before announcing the names of the four who got selected into the team this year, I want to say a huge thanks to all nine of you who participated in the tryouts," Our Coach Mr Nelson says with a big smile on his face. "Your dedication, hard work, and passion for the game have been truly inspiring. I honestly wish to take all of you in the team but since there is a limit for the number of players, we can only select the best four. That doesn't mean your effort and determination have gone unnoticed. Remember that this is just one moment in your basketball journey, and there will be many more opportunities ahead. Keep working hard, stay focused, and continue to improve your skills. Your time will come." I feel anxious as I see Theo nod to the coach whilst biting his lips, standing in the middle of the row of nine boys who came for tryouts. He looks really nervous. I know he will cry if he doesn't get selected. The whole last month, he practised really hard.
Theodore's POV "Baby, are you tired?" Adonis asks me after we practice dribbling, passing and shooting for an hour. "Not really," I say and shoot the ball, aiming at the hoop but it fails to go through it. I leave a sigh and turn to Adonis. "Why can't I still do it?" "Look, Little one, basketball isn't something you master in a week. I've been playing for years and sometimes even I fail to score a basket. You're just being over-ambitious right now," he says in a scolding tone, making me pout. "Gosh, Theo! Now don't look at me like that! I feel like kissing you!" he says and comes towards me, making my heart pound faster. I thought he'd kiss me. But he only cups my face with his both hands and stares into my eyes. "Listen, you'll get better with practice. Be proud that you're already this good with just one week's practice." I nod to him and lean in kissing his beautiful lips. They slowly spread into a gentle smile against mine. "Did you already forget your Dad's ground rule?" H
Adonis's POV My jaw almost drops open as Theo opens the door to his gaming room. "Damn!" Adrien mutters behind me. I can't even get any words to utter. I was seriously stunned seeing the huge luxury gaming room and the way it was set up. The room was a splash of blue and purple with RGB lights on the walls around installed game shelves. The ceiling looked like it was made up of clouds. There were two gaming PCs and in front of them were the perfect gaming chairs. Among other accessories was a comfy leather couch laid against the walls opposite the computers and near it was a mini fridge just an arm's reach away. This was really a gamer's dream room. "C'mon. What do you guys wanna play?" Theo asks stepping into the room and going to one of the computers. I and Adrien follow him behind in a daze. "This is seriously sick!" Adrien mutters, looking around the room with widened eyes as Theo boots the computer. Adrien was at first reluctant to come to Theo's house. But now it s
Theodore's POV "Theo, why was that Harry smiling at you so much during PE?" Adonis asks me as soon as I sit down with my lunch opposite him and Adrien. Adrien instantly starts giggling. "Theo, do you like Harry?" He asks me in between fits of laughter as if to tease Adonis. "Shut up, Ad!" Adonis smacks his hands playfully, only causing Adrien to giggle more. I can't help but smile looking at them. "Theo, what was Harry telling you?" Adonis looks at me again. "He was just asking me if you and I are dating," I reply, grabbing my fork. "Oh! And??" He asks. "I said I'm just friends with you both," I say and start having my spaghetti. "Oh, why?" Adrien asks. "You could have said you guys are dating, now that your Dad is okay with it." "Dad is okay with it. But I don't think my stepmom and other family members will be so accepting like him. And Adonis' parents also don't know," I reply whilst munching on a meatball. "I'll tell my parents soon," Adonis says. "They'll hopefully
Theodore's POV "Wait!" I tilt my face and look at Dad, withdrawing my hand from the car door handle. He had just parked the car in front of my new school and I was about to hop out. "I need to tell you a few things," Dad says with a serious expression on his face. I nod to him, quietly. "Why did we join this school?" He asks. I look at him confused. "Uhm...to study?" "Yeah, to study," he says. "So better concentrate on your studies. Don't be distracted by other matters." "I won't. I will study hard," I say while wondering what he actually meant by distraction. "And I don't want to be called to the school unless there is a parents meeting." I again nod to him, obediently. He lets out a chuckle. "Theodore, I'm not worried you'd enter into any fights or get into any bad boy gang in this school or pick up any bad habits. I know you wouldn't. What I mean is, absolutely no naughty business inside the school campus. Don't let anyone catch you kissing anyone or doing any such
Adonis's POV “Ah..Aiden...just let me sleep for some more time,” I groan and squirm uncomfortably, yanking away Aiden's hands. He was shaking me roughly, using all his strength while yelling my name. “C'mon, wake up, Adony! It's already late!” "Go away, Aiden! I wanna sleep," I say and hug my pillow, squirming my face into it. "No, get up! You agreed to come when I asked you yesterday. So, c'mon," Aiden says yanking down my blanket and grabbing hold of my wrist. “Aiden...ahh...leave me! It's sunday. I'm not coming," I say, opening my eyes a little and noticing he is already wearing his tracksuit and sneakers. "Look, I have early morning practice from tomorrow onwards. Today's the only day I can sleep peacefully before school reopens,” I whine, pulling my hands back. But he has an iron grip on my wrist and he keeps pulling me forward. So, I at last, bite his arm. He yelps, instantly withdrawing his hand and I smirk, pulling up my covers. "That's it! I'm telling Dad and Mom ab
Theodore's POV "Congrats Theodore, your hand is all fine now," Dr Jones smiles at me while gently rubbing my arm. But I can't make myself smile, looking at the dry skin of my swollen arm. I thought to give Adonis a surprise today. That's why I didn't tell him yesterday, I'm getting rid of the cast before I go to Cypress for admission. But now I don't think he'll be so happy seeing my arm. It actually looked better inside the cast. "It's okay, the swelling will go away in a few days. Don't look so sad," Dr Jones says, smiling even broadly, trying to cheer me up. "Hmm...okay," I look up and give him a smile. "Your son is so cute, Daniel," Dr Jones says, turning to my Dad who was staring at my arm with a frown. Dr Jones is his best friend from high school. "Do you have any ointment or cream to reduce the dryness?" Dad asks him. "Yeah, I'll prescribe an ointment," he says and looks back at me. Then he gives me advice on washing my hands properly, using moisturizer liberally and mas
Adonis's POV I flinch open my eyes to the calling bell ringing loudly downstairs. I had just drifted off into a nap after coming back home tired after basketball practice. We had 3 hours of practice from 9 to 12 today. Who might it be? Adrien?? No, we had lunch together and he said he has a class in the afternoon at the summer school. Maybe it's one of Aiden's friends. I close my eyes and I'm just about to drift back into sleep when I hear Aiden shout my name from downstairs. "Adony! Adony! Adonyyyy!!" "Haa...Aiden!" I shout back. "Yaaa...come downstairs. Some kid with a broken arm is asking to see you." Shit! I jump up from the bed and sprint out of my room to see Aiden interrogating Theo downstairs. "You are really his friend? What was your name again?" Aiden questions him with a frown while I'm dashing downstairs. "Theodore!" I squeal, making Aiden turn around and look at me with the same frown. "Adony, is he your friend?" He asks me. "Oh..yeah...er..he is my junior. He
Theodore's POV "Theodore!" Miss Brown calls my name, frantically barging into my room, pushing open the door after hurriedly knocking just once. I quickly sit up from the bed where I have been comfortably lying between my pillows, texting Adonis after having breakfast. "Your Dad is very angry. Like really angry! He is calling you. Come downstairs immediately." "What's wrong?" I ask, feeling a tremor run down my body. "I don't know. He got a call from someone and he suddenly got angry. Please come down quickly," she says and turns around hurriedly leaving my room. I look at my phone screen to see Adonis's last message. 'Baby, I'll call you later. Break is over. Gotta go." He was texting me in between his basketball practice. With shivering fingers, I text him an 'okay' and place the phone aside. I feel my knees tremble as I crawl out of the bed and slowly walk out of the room. Did someone see me and Adonis together in the art gallery and inform Dad?! Or what if it's a