It had been a long time since Sam had cooked for himself, but he was confident in his abilities. He thought handling some seafood and chopping up a few pork ribs would be no problem at all.
Sam stared at the ribs, still stubbornly connected after he'd been hacking at them for what felt like ages. He glanced at his biceps, wondering why the ribs were holding out against him. It wasn't that he lacked strength—he just couldn't understand why the knife wasn't doing its job. The ribs seemed impervious to all his efforts.
Felix walked in and raised an eyebrow at the still-connected ribs. "What, were you giving the ribs a massage?"
Sam didn't want to lose face, so he quickly blamed the knife. "The blade's too dull."
Felix wasn't exactly the cooking type, and his time in the kitchen could probably be counted on one hand. "The kitchen tools here haven't been used much since I bought them."
He took the knife from Sam's hand, inspecting it for a moment. "The last time I had someone cook for me, they cut through the ribs without a problem."
Sam cleared his throat awkwardly. "How long ago was that?"
He was still trying to make excuses for himself.
"Maybe a month or two ago?"
A month or two? Sam quickly rounded it up to two months in his head.
"So, it's been too long since the knife was used and now it's dull."
"What's going on?" A woman, her hands damp from the water, stormed into the room.
"Why are you guys handling knives like that? Don't you know it's dangerous?" Mrs. Felix appeared, marching over to grab the knife from Felix's hand.
"Mom, the knife's not sharp enough. I can't even cut through the ribs." Before Sam could stop her, it was already too late.
A few swift chops later, the ribs were neatly cut. "See? This knife works just fine, doesn't it?"
Sam stood there in stunned silence, watching as the stubborn ribs were effortlessly conquered.
Felix, ever the sycophant, clapped enthusiastically. "See? Mom's the best! Mom knows what to do!"
"Alright, alright, you two kitchen novices can get out of here now." Mrs. Felix shooed them both out of the kitchen with a wave.
Sam awkwardly rubbed his nose, feeling like his cooking skills were officially beyond redemption.
"It's okay, you just need more practice. Chop a few more times, and next time, you'll get it right," Felix said confidently, giving Sam a couple of reassuring pats on the shoulder.
Sam couldn't help but think, Thanks for having so much faith in me…
"How about we play some games?" Felix suggested, but quickly shook his head. "No, no, let's just watch some TV."
He almost forgot that his mom was in the house. Playing games in front of Mrs. Felix would definitely be seen as unproductive.
"Okay, let's watch TV."
Felix picked a show called Hell's Kitchen.
Sam, watching the well-groomed chefs on the screen, couldn't help but glance sideways at Felix.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"..."
Sam quickly turned his attention back to the TV, pretending it wasn't awkward. "Nothing."
By the time it was time to eat, Sam realized he hadn't paid attention to the show at all. All he could think about was how exasperating Felix's "straight guy" behavior was—and how hopelessly, helplessly in love he was with this straight guy.
At the dinner table, Mrs. Felix suddenly asked, "Sam, you're an alpha, right?"
Sam, holding his bowl, caught the piece of shrimp Mrs. Felix had picked for him. "Yes, Auntie."
"An alpha, huh? Do you like men?"
The question landed like a thunderclap on a clear day, out of nowhere.
Both Sam and Felix immediately choked and coughed. "Cough, cough! Mom... what… what are you—cough, what are you talking about?!"
"Look at you two, all flustered." Mrs. Felix stood up and poured water for both of them. "Drink some water, calm down."
Sam, his face flushed, could only sip the water awkwardly.
Felix's mom looked at her son and said angrily, "What's the point of that? If you can't get along with someone, you can always have a bite of the grass next door."
Sam looked at Felix's mom, then at Felix beside him, and lowered his head to drink the water in his hand silently.
"No, how can you attack your good friend! This is too unkind..."
Felix was obviously very excited and completely forgot what he said before.
"Sam is tall and handsome, makes a lot of money, and is a local of City A. The most important thing is that he is single now! What else are you dissatisfied with?!"
Felix glared at Sam. When did this bastard say so much to his mother? It was as if he was promoting himself.
Sam shrank his neck guiltily and didn't dare to move at all.
"Why are you looking at Sam? I'm asking you a question. Are you willing to be with Sam?"
"Mom - this is impossible."
Felix could only suppress his anger in front of his mother.
Sam looked at the tense scene, "You can't force feelings. Felix has zero dating experience after all."
Felix became even more angry after hearing this smooth talk, and said in a very aggressive tone, "So what if we haven't been together--! But even if we are together, I'm on top of him."
Felix's mom smiled and put their hands together, "Who is on top and who is on bottom is your business, so get along well in the future."
...
Felix was stunned.
I don't know how his mom reached this top-level distortion, how did she tie him and Sam together? ?
"Mom, no..."
Who knew that Sam would hold Felix's hand tightly, pull it in front of her face and kiss it lightly, "Auntie, I will get along well with Felix."
Felix could feel the warm touch on the back of his hand, it was Sam's lips for sure.
When his brain realized this information, goose bumps appeared all over his body.
Sam is really a dog!
This made Felix's mom smile even more happily, and she never pulled back her teeth. "Then I'll leave it to you, Sam."
"Oh, Felix's dad just called me. He said he missed me. I'll go back to see him right away."
Felix looked at Felix's mom's poor acting skills and the phone that fell over, and sighed.
When he wanted to say something else, his mother had already rushed out the door with a word that she didn't need to see him off.
Looking at the meal that he had only eaten a few bites of on the table, he picked up his phone and called.
The other party showed that he was on the phone, so Felix had no choice but to open the Messager, "Dad, when mom goes back, buy her a midnight snack on the way. She didn't even eat a few bites of dinner."
In fact, his parents' home is not far from Felix's home.
It's just that when you get older, you prefer quiet places.
The buildings in the city center are tall, and at night they look like steel monsters, which make people breathless.
So the two of them bought a small bungalow with a yard in the suburbs.
After sending these, Felix put his phone on the table and stared at Sam.
"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"
Thinking about what Sam did today, it was really abnormal.
At this point, Sam chose to show his hand directly, "I want to try it with you."
After a second of silence, Felix circled around Sam, "It's Sam, right? You are Sam, right? You haven't been possessed, right?"
Sam clamped Felix's shoulders and bit his lips directly.
The two foreheads were pressed tightly together, and they could feel each other's breath, "I'm serious."
"... Damn!" Felix's mind went blank and he cursed softly.
This is his first kiss.
Is this a kiss?
No, this should be considered a bite.
"Don't go on a blind date, try it with me." Sam's tone was mixed with humility and begging, and the rest was sincere.
He really wanted to try it with Felix, no matter the result. "What are you trying to do?" Felix reacted and pushed Sam away.
He wiped his lips with his hands, "I'll just treat it as a dog bite, and you'd better forget what happened today!"
Sam's eyes flashed with hurt, and he stared at the ashamed beta in front of him, "I can't help it, and I can't forget it."
"Fuck! What the hell are you thinking about?" Felix grabbed Sam's collar, "Or do you really want to suppress me like my mom said?!"
Sam didn't hesitate, and said firmly, "If you want, you can suppress me."
"..."
Felix's eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't believe that Sam would say such a dirty talk.
He was already in a state of confusion due to Sam's dirty actions today, and Felix simply threw Sam down on the sofa.
His fingers directly unbuttoned Sam's pants and touched the valley.
"Damn it--are you really here?"
Seeing Sam like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered, Felix leaned against Sam's neck in frustration and immediately took his hand out.
"I'm sorry."
Sam held Felix's back with both hands and gently soothed him with his hands, "I shouldn't be like this."
I've been holding it for so long, why can't I hold it today?
This question lingered in Sam's mind, but he soon got the answer.
Because he is Felix.
"Do you really like me?" Felix supported himself on the man's side with both hands, trying to keep his eyes open, afraid that he would miss the emotions in Sam's eyes if he blinked.
"I like you. I have liked you for a long time, really."
The love in Sam's eyes was like the scorching sun in July, which made him shrink back.
"I can't give you an answer right away, you have to give me time, I need time to think about it."
It was too tiring to keep supporting his hands, so Felix simply sat on Sam's waist and exerted his calves to prepare to stand up directly. "Don't run."
Looking at the hand around his waist, Felix sat back in an ambiguous and intimate posture.
"I didn't want to run, but you seem..."
Felix looked down, which made Sam's ears red.
Suddenly, he whispered, "Sorry, you get up first."
Looking at the tip of his ear that was red as blood, Felix couldn't help but pinch it, and it was really hot.
It was the first time he saw Sam shy.
"Since you know I like you, don't tease me."
Looking at Sam's gloomy expression, Felix withdrew his hand angrily and forgot for a while.
"How long do you plan to think about it?"
To be honest, Felix hadn't thought about this question exactly.
"One month."
One month should be enough for him to figure out what kind of feelings he had for Sam.
In fact, Sam felt that one month was too long, but thinking that he had waited for who knows how many months, he felt that waiting for another month would not matter.