Until tomorrow morning

Jeremy POV: 

When I get into his house, I think a servant came and greeted him.

" Oh, good evening young master. Should I prepare something for your friend."

" There's no need. But he would join my dinner too." He replied and I am in a hurry to go into his room just to settle down and do that homework.

So, I went straight into his room and put those books on his desk. But suddenly this ungrateful basta*d can't shut up his mouth. " You ran into my room faster than my girlfriends. Can't you wait a little more." 

I don't know when did I got that courage but I said through my gritted teeth," I won't treat you as a mute if you dont speak." 

" So, I would say for the last time. Do you remember what did you told me the last time in this room?" He raised an eyebrow. 

"I don't remember and I don't want to remember either. Just let's do your homework and I think we might finish all those exercises till down." I sighed.

" How long would it take to finish those all," he asked.

" In the fastest way and even doing all night without sleeping, I think we would finish at 7 am in the morning." 

" So you must stay here until tomorrow morning." he ordered.

" Ok, I promise."

" You promised. So you can't leave this house till tomorrow morning and I have a present for you."

Saying that he suddenly takes out a book and I open it just to take a glance. But to my surprise it was a math book writing down all answers for the homework.

"Why did you lie to me?"

"When did I lie to you?"

"You told me to do your homework."

"But I never said that I haven't done it."

"So must I do the homework that have already finished?"

"Sort of," he grinned showing his white teeth.

"What a shameless man. I am not into your games," saying that I headed to the door. But a strong hand caught me.

"What's on your mind? Let me go. It may be funny for you but I am not enjoying it," I tried my best to shake of his hand but he is really strong like a bull.

"I am sorry if I make you feel like the way but I just want to spend some times with you."

That's sound strange but I give him a chance.

" So, what's next?" I asked.

" Let's play basketball together."

" What a stupid idea that came out of your head! Have you ever seen that I played basketball even for once?"

" Never, that's why I am going to teach you."

" Sorry but I am not interested in it."

" If you haven't play even for once, how would you know that you are not interested in it. Let me help you find your new hobbies."

" I have already found my hobby and I don't need your help," I replied but not understanding his real intentions.

" Are you a loser?" He suddenly asked with a serious face.

" What?"

" I thought that you are brave so that you could talked back to me in front of my friend and say out loud that I looked like gay but I never thought that you won't even dare to do something new."

" Okay, okay, I will play. But you need to know that it's not true that I don't dare to play basketball but I just don't want to use my physical strength more that my brain and secondly I didn't argue with you to look like a hero but I was just stating my opinions. Okay?"

" Fine now follow me to the back yard." He said with a commended tone,

Whatever I followed him and realized that his house is too and it I couldn't even remember how many rooms did I walked past just to reach the back door and I had to walked pass through the garden to reach the yard where he plays the basketball.

James POV:

I never knew that teaching him basketball would give me some pleasures.

Just after teaching him some exercises to warm up his blood before playing, his face flashed red and it looked so cute. I have never known that a boy can be that cute.

Putting aside these thoughts, I lectured him.

"The most important thing in playing basketball is yourself believe. And you must have a magnetic force between you and the ball. Nothing can come between you and the ball when you are dribbling it.

Secondly, you must control your speed and you must have eagle eyes. No matter where you are, you must think like there is only one basket in the field and you must reach there. You must faster than your opponents and you can take control over them. When you shoot the ball your hands and your eyes must be in union and when you shoot it, you must believe yourself that the ball is going to enter the basket.

Thirdly, you must have connection with your teammates. I think this is the most difficult thing for you because you are bad in social. But don't worry, I will help you with that too."

He looked so serious while listening to my lecture and it looked quite adorable too. When he started to hit the basketball I knew that we had a long way to go because I realized that he has no strength in his hands.

" Why don't you put some force in your hands? You are patting the ball, not hitting the ball." As soon as I said that I saw his lips pouted and at that time I wanted to do nothing more than biting his lips. I felt myself so strange why I have those thoughts but his sudden voice woke me up.

"No I put my force but the ball is just too heavy and hard and it is hard to pounce."

" You are complaining like a girl," I teased him but this make him angrier.

He said nothing more but I can see that he is also trying his best. I suddenly grabbed his hand to take a look and realized that his hand is so smooth like butter and I don't want to drop it anymore. I can't help but touch it like it was a kitten's fur and now the kitten is complaining.

" I think this is enough for today and I am starving."

I don't want to make him tired so I ended the training there and go back to my house and changed our clothes.