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"I think you should go to the hospital," Walther advised as he placed his palm on Noel's forehead. The heat from the lover's body temperature seeped in.
Noel caught Walther's hand, moved it from his forehead to grasp it, and linked their fingers. "I'm okay, really." Noel smiled to reassure his lover.
Noel was already at Walther's apartment. Noel had originally intended to stay at Yuri's house—since it had been a while since they had spent time together. However, when Noel arrived at his childhood friend's house, Yuri's mother said that Yuri was away somewhere.
So here Noel is now, with someone who has been asking him to go to the hospital.
"Are you sure you'll be okay? You look weak. Noel, you can't lie about your condition."
Noel exhaled softly. "I'm just a little dizzy and nauseous, it's better now."
"Re-really?" Hearing the words nausea and vomiting, Walther's expression changed drastically. His eyes widened to stare at Noel who frowned at that type of sudden reaction.
"Why do you have that expression?" he asked confused, Noel's eyebrows knitted together.
"You have a headache and morning sickness ..." Walther smiled, "You must be pregnant."
Noel's eyes widened at his lover's original argument. "That's impossible!" He was a man.
Walther shrugged his shoulders. "Who knows," he said with a grin. "We rarely use experience when we do that anyway." After the last word was spoken, the grin turned into laughter.
"Stop joking around! It's not funny." Noel puffed up his cheeks; after all, he was sensitive when it came to children.
Understanding that his lover didn't want to be offended by the subject, Walther tempered his laughter. The bottle of fever syrup that he had been ignoring was finally picked up and given to Noel. Walter poured it slowly into a spoon, pointing the spoon at Noel's mouth.
"Let's drink the medicine first, sweetie!" he coaxed in a teasing tone. However, Noel wouldn't open his mouth. Walther just let out a short sigh. "Come on Noel, open your mouth!" he repeated, this time his tone sounded serious.
"But don't call me Sweetie!"
"Okay, okay." Walther aimed his spoon again. "Open your mouth, the train is coming..."
And Noel finally took a spoonful of the medicine.
"Clever," Walther praised as he gently stroked the top of his lover's head. "Go back to sleep," he pleaded, laying Noel back down and covering him up to the neck. "I have a surprise for you tomorrow."
"Really? What is it?" Noel, who had been silent, asked enthusiastically.
"Tomorrow you'll find out." Walther blinked his eyes, lying on his side.
"I can't wait until tomorrow, can you tell me now?"
There was no response.
"Walther?" called Noel.
There was no answer. When Noel turned his head, his lover had already closed his eyes. He sighed, following Walther's wish to wait until tomorrow even though curiosity continued to occupy his mind, until finally Noel fell asleep in Walther's arms.
*
"Are you going to teach me to drive?" asked Noel as he gazed at the metallic black super car ahead with admiring eyes. He could mirror the car body.
Behind his lover, Walther nodded. "When you're good, I'll give you a car-"
"No," Noel cut in, "you're overreacting, I can take the bus anyway."
"But I'd hate to see you crammed into a bus with those perverts."
"Perverts?"
"Those perverts who sometimes touch your body when you're crammed into the bus, don't you feel it?"
Walther grimaced as he received an answer in the form of a shake and an innocent expression from his lover. Putting that aside, he focused on the main objective.
"Today we're going to learn the materials and traffic signs, and on Sunday we're going to practice," Walther said firmly like a professional instructor.
Noel nodded enthusiastically. He'd always wanted to learn how to drive a car, so he wasn't going to miss this opportunity. Not if Walther gave him a new car.
As he had promised yesterday, on a sunny Sunday afternoon, Walther took Noel to an empty lot surrounded by construction buildings under construction that had stopped due to corruption of funds. The lot was not far from where Noel lived, a twenty-minute walk away.
The metallic black super car was already at the edge of the vacant lot. Walther, who was still sitting in the driving seat, tapped his thigh as a code for Noel to sit there.
Noel didn't ask why Walther didn't move his seat. He simply obeyed, sitting on his lover's lap as his hands held the steering wheel.
Trying to focus, Noel occasionally held his breath when his ass was right on top of Walther's thighs. He remembered last night's lovemaking position exactly like this.
"Calm down, don't be nervous," Walther pleaded.
Noel nodded silently. Trying to get rid of what was on his mind right now.
"Don't think about it, now is not the time." Walther laughed softly at the look of redness on his lover's face through the rearview mirror.
Noel shook his head briefly. Lowering his red face for a moment. Hoping that the blush would disappear in an instant.
"Hold the steering wheel with both hands, focus your eyes forward. Relax okay, do as you've learned." Walther began.
Slowly, Noel took a deep breath and exhaled. His hands trembled slightly as he turned on the ignition. After a 'klek' sound, the engine started. Walther's left hand held the steering wheel together with Noel's two hands, and Walther's other hand stood guard as a seat belt.
"Step on it slowly." Walther instructed.
Noel did so, and the car slowly moved. A smile spread across Noel's lips as he got the car running.
"Try to turn," Walther pleaded, taking his left hand off the steering wheel.
Noel turned the car to the left, traveling straight across the large field.
"You're learning fast," praised Walther, patting the head of his lover who sat on his lap.
Ckiittt!
Noel automatically braked suddenly. His face would have almost collided with the steering wheel if Walther hadn't quickly held his body from behind, hugging him.
"What's wrong?" asked Walther in surprise.
"I just wanted to stop, and I was in too much of a hurry to hit the brakes."
Walther sighed, the young man thought something bad had happened, like crashing into something for example. "Alright, that's enough for today, we'll continue the training tomorrow."
Noel got up to move, but Walther quickly tightened his embrace and rested his head on the crook of his neck.
"I want to stay in this position longer." Walther began to tease. One hand mischievously groped Noel's chest. There was no mistaking that he was teaching Noel this position, as the saying goes there are shrimp behind the stone.
"Walther ..." Noel unconsciously said his lover's name with a half-sigh. Walther, who heard it, smiled. Just when he wanted more than a sigh, an incoming call canceled Walther's desire to do that.
He checked his cell phone and picked it up as soon as he realized who was calling.
"Yes," Walther said without wanting to let go of Noel who wanted to move his ass to the side seat.
"I'll be right there," he replied, turning off the call.
"Your father?" asked Noel looking at the young man, Walther nodded. "Can you let me go? Doesn't your father want to see you?"
Finally, with a heavy heart, Walther let Noel go.
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