Chapter 64
Sebastian got out of the shower with his white towel around his waist.
He stared at Zeno and was relieved to see that he looked more relaxed now. There was no longer a crease on his forehead or brows.
He walked over to his wardrobe and took out dark blue pyjama pants which he pulled up his legs before removing the towel and hanging it.
Sebastian walked over to the bed and gently climbed on it, carefully so he didn't wake or disturb Zeno.
He first lay on his side, staring at Zeno's face. The more he stared at Zeno, the more lost he was in thoughts.
Why was he irrevocably attracted to him?
He should hate him, but for a long time now, he's not been able to hate him, another unknown feeling was slowly starting to occupy his mind and heart.
But he liked that feeling. He was supposed to hate Zeno because he was appointed by his father as his bodyguard and Manny, but he didn't; no matter how he tried to force himself to hate Zeno, he couldn't.
He was never going to let his father be the one to dictate how he lived his life. He'd let him do it before, and it didn't turn out well, he wasn't making the same mistake twice.
That was why he decided to prove to his father that Zeno wasn't the best option for him as a bodyguard, but, thinking back to how he'd been treating Zeno, he started to feel a little bad for it, he was becoming a little reluctant to go on with the act.
Zeno had never wronged him, not once, apart from the fact that he was set up by his ex-wife, Georgia Einstein; he could not point out any other thing that Zeno had done wrong.
However, he suddenly remembered the chip he found on Zeno's clothes the day he had taken him to his hotel.
Back then, he had hoped that Zeno was really plotting against him so that he'd show it to his father as evidence of why he'd be terminating his contract with Zeno. But, right now, as he stared at Zeno's calm, sleeping face, he wished that he was set up, just like the last time.
He started to realize that he didn't want to send Zeno away, even if he was guilty of spying on him...he was no longer sure he'd still chase him away...he was realizing that ever since Zeno walked into his life, he'd never gone a day without touching or talking with him.
They weren't even friends yet he was already feeling an absence from imagining how everywhere would be when Zeno left.
He wondered how his son would cope. The little guy had come to love Zeno more than he loved his own father.
"Mmm..." Zeno hummed very softly and frowned a little.
Sebastian immediately snapped out of his thoughts and moved closer to Zeno.
He placed a hand on his cheeks and spoke softly, "Zeno, Zeno, are you feeling better?" He asked quietly.
Zeno furrowed his brows and slowly opened his eyes to a slit.
His vision was blurry, but the face before him was familiar, he slowly raised his hand to Sebastian's face and used his fingers to search his face.
"Who...are...you?" Zeno slurred, his voice low.
Sebastian sighed but he didn't move away from Zeno's curious fingers. He felt Zeno's fingers on his forehead, his nose, his jaws, and his lips.
Zeno left his fingers there, a small smile playing on his lips, "It's you..."
Sebastian was smitten by the cute look on Zeno's face. He kept asking himself how a man could be that beautiful.
"Who am I, Zeno?" Sebastian asked in a soft voice, wondering if Zeno could recognize him through his hazy mind.
Zeno chuckled cutely, he removed his hand from Sebastian's lips and lowered it to his chest, "You're my ruthless boss..." He spoke slowly.
Sebastian paused for a second; he didn't know what he was expecting to hear but definitely not that.
Was that the only thing he was to him? A ruthless boss?
"And..." Zeno moved like a cat and placed his head on Sebastian's chest, "You're my Sebastian too," He whispered.
Sebastian froze, and Zeno's words triggered something feral within him.
He never liked to be referred to as belonging to anyone but coming from Zeno at that moment, he didn't mind being his; he wished Zeno was fully awake; maybe they would have addressed some issues that were terribly bothering his heart at that moment.
"I'm your Sebastian?" Sebastian questioned as if he was doubting what he'd heard from Zeno the first time.
Zeno hummed, "But...you're so mean to me..." He was about to touch Sebastian's face and tried to open his eyes wider but he immediately closed it, wincing.
"It hurts," He held his head and rolled away from Sebastian.
Sebastian immediately sat up and moved closer to Zeno, who was now backing him.
"Hey," He gently lifted him and placed his upper body on his thigh.
Zeno was still holding his head as he felt himself being placed on someone's lap. He moved his body from side to side until he was comfortable.
Sebastian had earlier prepared a jug of water and a glass on the bedside table so he only needed a little stretching to get it.
He poured water into the glass and then lifted Zeno to a sitting position.
"Drink some water," He whispered from behind Zeno as rested against his chest.
He moved the water to Zeno's lips but Zeno slowly moved his head away from the glass.
Zeno shook his head, "Not thirsty, just want to sleep..."
Sebastian gently placed his arm around Zeno, resting it on his abdomen, "Come on, baby. Please, just a few sips," Sebastian begged in a dotting tone.
Zeno hesitated for a second before he slowly nodded.
He moved his head closer to the glass and took a few sips then moved his head away and rested it back on Sebastian's chest.
"Just because you called me baby," Zeno whispered and closed his eyes.
Sebastian took a deep breath to calm his nerves, which were uncharacteristically all over the place.
He was feeling very different with Zeno that night. It scared him.
If he continued to feel this way, he was no kid; he knew what it'd mean. But he can't let that happen, he can never let that happen with a fellow man.
Perhaps, just as he'd asked Zeno earlier, he was the same as him... he was gay for Zeno.
He wasn't attracted to other guys, and his desire for women was suddenly non-existent.
Maybe it was time he stopped fighting whatever this feeling was and faced it like the man he was.
He suddenly got a perfect idea of how to finally win the silent battle against his father.
"Sleepy," Zeno murmured and was about to roll away from Sebastian again but he gently caught his arm.
"Let me hold you," Sebastian suggested softly.
He lay Zeno on the middle of the bed and positioned himself behind him, he had his arm possessively placed on Zeno's waist as he drew him closer to himself in a spooning position.
He immediately noticed how Zeno's temperature had reduced and sighed in relief, "You're fine, baby..." Sebastian groggily whispered.
He was tired, and finally, he could relax now that Zeno wasn't running a high temperature anymore, he hugged him tighter and placed a gentle kiss behind Zeno's neck.
"I'm gay for you, too," Sebastian whispered before sleep finally enveloped him.
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