Mark pulled over the car infront of Alan's apartment. He got off first and then opened the door for Alan. He was just about to pick Alan again when Alan stopped him." Hey I am alright now. I will just walk by myself.Thank you for helping me out today." Alan kept thinking about that horrible dream all the way. He wasn't really able to process a lot of things. He wanted to be alone to think things through.
" What?" Mark was surprised. This person is acting distant again. " Alan you know, it's interesting. How you pull me closer just to push me away...I have a feeling that maybe you are scared of me."
" What!!" Alan was quite amused by Mark's narcissism. " Oh sure. If you want to believe such stupidity, then be my guest. Here, I will help you. I am scared of you Mark Richards. Please don't hurt me." Alan mocked him.
" Wow Alan, sarcasm. I am suddenly seeing you in a new light."
" Whatever. I am gonna go now. I feel tired." Alan replied with annoyance.
" Me too." Mark chimed in.
" Huh?"
" I feel tired. I ran and suffered so much. I even starved for half a day. I am just too pitiful, Alan. Won't you take me in?" Mark made a puppy face while grabbing on to Alan's jacket.
That tall and strong person was trying to act coy. Alan found that sight extremely cringey and repulsive. Yet, he just couldn't turn him down because he was the reason for it. " Alright, come upstairs with me. I will make you some ramen."
Mark grinned like an idiot," okay."
Mark placed his hand around Alan's shoulder naturally. They both went upstairs and entered the apartment.
" Oh. Is this your apartment?" Mark asked.
"Tch, No. I just unlocked another apartment with my master key." Alan replied.
" No. I mean, this is it? Isn't it too small to be called an apartment." Mark asked again.
Alan felt like an arrow went through his heart. " Yes my lord, this humble servant of yours only have this much for an abode." Alan replied.
He slowly walked towards the kitchen. He really wanted to drown in the misery he felt during the day. He wanted to know who that man was. He was quite handsome and the way he talked was so gentle. Have he met him before?
" Oh my god. Your kitchen is so cute. It's like the one kids play house with." Mark who followed Alan, was acting like a tourist visiting a museum.
Alan's lip twitched. " Yaa, what do you mean cute...you punk!"
" Nothing. Oh...Is it a mini fridge? Wow it looks so cute. It's my first time seeing it. I always wanted it though. But my aunt bought us the double door one instead. I am so jealous of you." Mark was on hype mode. His common sense completely abandoned his body and all left behind was a curious rich kid.
" Excuse me. Mister. Can you please stop roaming around." Alan's forehead vein popped out.
" It's called touring the house Alan. I am touring your house and appreciating the cute little things you have." Mark replied with a grin. He was really enjoying that expression on Alan's face. He knew Alan was trying to hold back his anger. But, he likes the angry Alan more.
Alan was about to cough up blood. He gripped the ladle tightly. He slowly walked towards Mark and got behind him. Mark felt chills, he was about to turn around when he heard devil's voice, " Yaa...call my house cute one more time and I will cook you like a steak. And also, I would prefer you to stop " touring" my house. Believe me, if you touched one more thing or called it cute, I will shove this ladle down your throat. Do you understand?"
Mark wanted to reply but his voice was choked up. " Hmmm...y..yeah."
Alan turned Mark around. " Good boy. Here is your treat. Now go and sit down until daddy brings you food. Okay." Alan grinned.
Mark was dumbstruck. Alan was treating him like a dog. Is it some warning, like 'you are my dog not a guest' kind of thing.
"Oh...I understand." Mark became all gloomy.
Alan cooked the ramen and added some dumplings to it. Then, he added some eggs and voila! it's all set. Alan walked towards the table only to find a gloomy Mark looking out of the window. Alan couldn't help but wonder if he went too far.
" Mark, let's eat."
Mark was startled." Yeah."
They both settled down and ate in silence. The atmosphere was very awkward. Alan was now sure, he was the reason for this sudden gloominess. They finished the ramen and Alan was about to wash the dishes.
" Alan, I will go now. Thank you for the food." Mark bowed.
Alan was surprised. This guy...why is he sulking like this. It wasn't even that big of a deal. Ugh, was he supposed to coax this big kid now. But he doesn't know how coaxing works. Let's just try another way.
" You know, it's quite rude if you walk out like that. You should atleast offer me help in washing dishes."
" But I don't know how to wash dishes. And, those bowls and pan are just too small. I don't think you will need any help." Mark replied.
The vein popped out again. " This kid...is he messing with me now. Aish...calm down. Breath in and out. " Alan murmured. " Come here, I will teach you how to do the dishes."
Mark smirked. " Okay."
He kept his bag aside and stepped into the kitchen with an apron. Well, we all know, a man looks cutest in an apron and sexiest, in nothing else but apron.
Alan looked at the beauty that was going to wash his dishes for him. " Ah, too handsome."
" What did you say?" Mark asked.
" Nothing. I was just thinking that all those fujoshis out there must be drooling right now."
" Huh?"
Alan grinned and gave a thumbs up. " I was saying that you look like a treat in that apron."
Mark blushed and whispered two words," you too."
" Ahem... let's do this. Mark Richards, I am going to teach you how to wash dishes. So, you can call me master." Alan grinned. " Now, put that liquid into water and hold that scrub...."
Just like that, the young master of Richards household was now washing dishes at Alan's house.
" What the...Mark you are doing such a lousy job. You got to scrub the pan harder. Look, that spot right there..." Alan suddenly got behind Mark and held both his hands. Then he demonstrated how to do it correctly. However, his height was little smaller than Mark. So, he put his cheek against Mark's to inspect the situation.
Mark blushed profusely. What is this situation? Is Alan flirting with him?
Every time Alan said anything, the sweet words tickled his ears. He really was messing with Alan before. And he knew from the first day, Alan doesn't like the word cute being used for him. He was just trying to annoy him for fun. But never did he imagine, his karma will punish him so quickly. Now, Alan was whispering dish washing tips in his ears and his own member was all aroused down there. Too miserable...he was just too miserable at this moment. However, he was grateful that Alan was behind him. If he happened to be in front...
Bang! The pan fell down on floor. Alan bended down to grab it, just to notice that the person infront of him was gone. Alan looked over, just to see a shadow of Mark sprinting to bathroom. " Hey, you asshole. Where do you think your going?"
Mark slammed the door behind him. " It's too tough. I don't want to learn anymore." He shouted from inside.
" Spoiled rich brat!!"
Alan continued to wash his pan clean. " Washing pan is really too tough. Next time, I will only ask him to wash bowls."