Augustus maneuvered towards the bed and sat at the other end of it, away from his man friend. Both momentarily glanced at each other. The silence between them felt unavoidable.
Both felt awkward talking to each other.
Ivan hesitantly stole a glance at Augustus and found his gaze fixated on him only. His eyelashes fluttered nervously and looked elsewhere. Augustus was feeling done with getting avoided like a plague. His man friend was having thoughts of walking out of the room. He could read it. Just waiting for the right moment to avoid him.
"Tiny"
"I have to go" Ivan suddenly got up, feeling nervous like a chicken ready to run away.
"DON'T. MOVE" a deep commanding voice passed a shrill in Ivan's body that he couldn't step further.
Augustus smirked. He got up, taking each step carefully as if inching close to the fragile delicate butterfly to catch it.
