LOGINKen's POV “That is the value of X. So you can see that it isn't as difficult as we think it actually looks sometimes.”Liam tutored me during a break period, at school.But honestly, I paid little to no attention to what he was saying as I was already finding it difficult to concentrate with everything that just happened during the weekend. He was so sweet with those fresh skin, that I had effortlessly replayed all that had happened over and over again.I had my attention fixed on Liam that I was so carried away as I stared at him while he was just teaching, explaining and flipping to the next page of the book.I admired him from his hair, down to his eyes, then to his lip, neck and practically every part that my eyes could literally get to. In turn, I even went ahead subconsciously but my lips without actually meaning to.“Since when did Ken and Liam being together so much like this?” Some girls that were gossiping right behind, called my attention back to reality.“Honestly, this i
Liam's POVThen Ken laughed gently. "Stop moving. If not, you will get the sheets dirty with the oil still on your body.""Then… then…" I stuttered, my voice doing that thing it did when my brain and my mouth were not quite cooperating with each other. "Don't… don't do that."Ken shifted closer, closing the small gap I had just created between us without any rush. "Hey." His voice was low and steady. "I am not going to hurt you." He held my eyes when he said it — no smirk, no teasing, just that direct, quiet sincerity that he pulled out so rarely it always hit differently when it appeared. "And I know you need this just as much as I do."I opened my mouth and closed it again without saying anything.Because the honest answer to that was sitting right there in my chest and it was not the kind of thing I was ready to say out loud. Not yet and at the same time, it still felt like, maybe not ever. But my body had been answering that question for the last twenty minutes without consulting
Liam's POVKen's hands had found a rhythm that my body had completely surrendered to without asking my brain for permission first. Every stroke while he massaged me was slow and deliberate, working through the tension in my back like he had all the time in the world and absolutely no intention of rushing any of it.And then he hit a particular spot somewhere between my shoulder blade and my spine and everything I had been holding together came loose at once.My hands went for the bedspread before I even registered the movement — grabbing it, twisting it and squeezing it with everything I had like it was the only thing between me and whatever was happening to my nervous system right now. And then the sound came out before I could catch it."Ahhhn."It was soft and involuntary. You know, completely humiliatingly real.My palm flew to my mouth the second a
Liam's POVKen had insisted on taking me to his place. His reasoning was simple and hard to argue with…which was the point that if I showed up at my home looking the way I was looking right now, was not something my mum needed to see without any kind of explanation ready, and neither of us had the energy to build one tonight.His flat was something else entirely. The whole place had that quiet, settled kind of luxury that did not need to announce itself. With clean lines, good lighting…it was simply the kind of space that just felt expensive without trying too hard to look that way. And he had it entirely to himself. No parents moving around in the background, no footsteps overhead, no voices coming through walls. Just space and silence and the low hum of a building that cost more per month than my mum made in three months.Although I did not say anything about any of that to him as it was a silent admirati
Ken's POV"Ken, it seems like you are losing it." Eric's voice came from behind me, still carrying that specific wounded energy of someone who had just been dropped to the floor and was trying to rebuild his authority from down there. "This dude is nothing like us and you are choosing sides with him?" He paused. "You have forgotten so soon that we are friends?"I turned around slowly and really looked at him. Then my eyes were caught at the blood under his nose, at the way he was standing like two of his ribs were having a private conversation about whether they were still intact, and also at the expression on his face that was trying very hard to look like confidence and landing somewhere closer to desperation."Don't flatter yourself." I said it quietly, which was worse than if I had said it loud and I knew it. "We are not friends as far as I am concerned. Because you disgust me." I held his eyes without blinking. "Your level of bullying someone and pulling a knife on them in a corr
Liam's POVAll of us turned toward the door at the same time because the voice that had come through was too thick with anger to place immediately… Just the kind of voice that anger strips down to something raw and unrecognizable even when you know it well.Then I saw him… I mean, Ken. He was moving down the corridor toward us with long, fast strides that ate up the distance between the door and where we were without slowing down once. His jaw was set and his eyes had already taken in the full picture of everything in this corridor before he had even reached the halfway point.My eyes dropped without thinking and that was when I noticed what he had in his hands.A pair of shoes that are brand new, still with the clean, unworn look of something that had never touched a floor before tonight. He was carrying them at his side like he had picked them up somewhere and not yet put them down.I stared at them for a second longer than I meant to.Then I looked back up at him and something in
Ken's POV"Ken, my parents are travelling to South America tomorrow."I paused mid-bite on the grilled chicken sandwich I had picked up from the cafeteria counter — one of those decent enough ones they put out during break with the toasted bread and the coleslaw on the side…and waited. Because when
Liam's POVAt this point, it felt like I was losing control of myself and couldn't even help the thoughts going through my head.Ken wasn't helping matters either. He even brought his lips closer to mine. ‘What's with this vibe? Is he going to kiss me?’Because the way Ken had his eyes fixed on my
Author's POVKen stood under the shower with his head slightly tilted back, water kept running from the top of his head and trailing down every line of his body like it had somewhere important to be. His dark hair was soaked through and curling slightly at the ends from the heat, dripping in thin s
Liam's POV"Tell me if it hurts." I said quietly, keeping my eyes on the wound.I had grabbed the first aid box from the clinic shelf and set it open on the bed beside Ken. I used the antiseptic solution, cotton wool, then a small pair of tweezers to clear the edges if I needed them and a proper wo







