Jock Next Bed (BL)
Chapter 82: Meanie

Chapter 82: Meanie

"I assure you that I’ll be good. You can leave first, and I’ll meet you there later."

The text Sky had sent made Chris wonder why he didn’t want to leave together. So many questions were asked in his head.

Was Sky enjoying the party and just didn’t want to leave now? Did he want to hook up with someone first? Nah! He doubted that. Then... did he not wish for them to be seen hanging out together? Was it because of the stalker?

Sky had already dropped his phone and seemed to be into whatever his group was discussing now.

Chris could not push it if Sky was insisting on coming later. He wasn’t a child, and he wanted to believe he would be extra careful after what happened yesterday.

He looked around for Wilson and Rachel and was glad to find Wilson approaching with his phone in hand.

It seemed like Wilson had seen Chris staring at that guy because he looked in that direction when he got closer to Chris before he raised a questioning brow, asking Chris, "What are you thinking about?"

"I think you are the one thinking about something," Chris answered nonchalantly.

"Look man, if he didn’t kiss that girl just now but was fine with kissing you, I think you have all the answers you need already. I don’t even need to do shit anymore." Wilson spoke quietly as he looked in Sky’s direction.

Yes. Chris wanted to think the same. But he also did not want to think about it.

He was just going to ask him directly. Thankfully, Sky would be coming over. One way or another, he was going to squeeze out an answer from him.

"Just kiss him again."

That got Chris’s attention, and he looked up at Wilson like he was crazy.

"Kiss him again. What do you have to lose?" Wilson asked, shrugging, like what he was suggesting was a very normal thing.

"I don’t kiss people who are not interested in getting kissed," Chris said pointedly.

"If you do not want to use your voice to ask questions, you need to use action. That is going to tell you a lot about him and how he feels, trust me."

"No." He said in a serious tone.

He wasn’t the type to do something like that unless the mood called for it and the other person was clearly not being influenced by something. If he hadn’t thought he was dreaming, he would never have kissed Sky this morning.

"You are so difficult! Should I try to seduce him for you instead? See how he’d react if I kissed him?" Wilson suggested, but the glare he received in return made him put up his hands just as Chris asked, "You want to die?"

"Fine! I won’t do anything. I’m sure you’d figure it out."

Wilson quickly dropped that topic when Rachel approached them. She had a smile on her face as she typed on her phone, making Chris look closely at her. Her cheeks were also stained with blush.

Just as she got closer to them, she looked up and fixed her phone inside her pocket.

"You didn’t go to pee, did you?" Chris asked in a suspicious tone.

"Me? I did!" She answered. The smile was still on her face. There was something there that made Chris suspicious, but he didn’t want to push it since it was none of his business.

The three left the place, planning to return to the hotel, but Rachel suggested a nice pork place she wanted to take them to, promising they would enjoy it.

"You mean... you want to give up dinner at a fancy restaurant for pork?" Chris asked in disbelief.

"The rich boy is talking," Wilson said, teasing.

"You will love this! I promise you!" Rachel put her hands together, blinking cutely at the two of them.

Chris reluctantly agreed and allowed Rachel to lead them to the place, which was thankfully not far from the hotel.

The restaurant was small and quite hot from all the grilling machines around. Chris didn’t like places like this. Especially since the smell would linger and also get into his hair. He also didn’t eat things like this, but Rachel urged him, making some weird food combinations for him to taste. Meanwhile, Wilson dug in, trying out every side dish she had ordered.

They wanted to hang out some more after eating, but Chris insisted they return to the hotel.

He made it sound like he was tired and wanted to rest, but Wilson’s amused look as he agreed for them to return made Rachel suspicious, but she didn’t push it either. She enjoyed the luxury of the room anyway and wanted to rest.

Again, when they arrived at the hotel, Chris was eager to return to his room to ’rest’ and quickly excused himself to go earlier even though they were practically all on the same floor.

He had been checking his phone for any texts from him, but there were none. This made him worried because he was the type to overthink things, and he was already imagining different things that could have happened to Sky by now. So he could no longer hold it and just called Sky instead of worrying pointlessly.

Sky didn’t pick the first time, making him even more concerned. He called the second time and was relieved when Sky picked up.

"What’s up?" He asked in a rather calm tone that made Chris both relieved and annoyed.

"You are not drunk." Chris pointed out, grateful for that at least.

"No, I’m not. I’m trying to get you dinner." Sky answered.

"Well, I already ate."

There was a pause, and then Sky’s annoyed voice came on: "Without me?"

Chris rolled his eyes. "Yes. Without you."

"Meanie," Sky said quietly. "I’ll eat without you too."

Chris laughed at his tone and casually said, "Whatever you wish."

"Where are you?" Sky asked him.

Chris was about to answer, but then he paused and decided to play Sky’s game on him. "Where do you want me to be?" He asked instead, in a quiet tone.

It sounded like Sky was amused as he responded, "Wherever you want to be."

Chris laughed. Nice one.

"You can’t beat me in my game, pretty boy. I’d see you soon." Sky said to him before the call was disconnected.

Chris was about to drop his phone after the call ended to go for a nice shower when he noticed a text from Wilson and opened it.

It read, "Wish you great sex tonight!" The text was followed by a wink emoticon that had Chris snickering as he muttered a quiet "Idiot" before he dropped his phone and headed for the bathroom.

However, when he got to the bathroom, he was tempted to have a relaxing bath instead of a shower, so without thinking twice, he settled for that instead.

He drew himself a warm bath with a cherry blossom bath gel and settled inside, letting the warmth envelop him and freeing all of his tense muscles. He sighed deeply and relaxed into the water, even dipping his head in a few times to have the nice flowery scent on his hair too, replacing the barbecue smoke. Unfortunately, he could not continue enjoying the bath because the doorbell rang, reminding him that Sky was coming.

At once, he left the tub and was about to wear a bathrobe before he paused, and then he picked up a towel instead and wrapped it around his waist, leaving his upper body damp with water and gel and exposed.

As he passed by the mirror, he ruffled his damp hair, giving it a sexy kind of messy look, before he smirked and went to open the door, curious to see the look on... a hotel staff face?

Chris’s excitement died immediately, and his eyes dimmed at the young lady outside the door, whose face turned a dark crimson shade as soon as she saw him.

The young woman had a notepad and pen in hand, and quickly composed herself, giving him a warm and professional smile as she asked him if he would like anything. The ’anything’ sounded like she wasn’t talking only about hotel services, and Chris raised a brow at the lady, who looked like she could be 10 years older than he was.

"Move!"

Someone said from behind the lady before he appeared within Chris’s line of sight.

Chris furrowed his brow at him.

It was clear that he was Sky. His body, as well as the backpack, were very familiar. He also held a fancy shopping bag in his hand. But he was wearing a face cap as well as a face mask to shield his face. The only thing he could see on his face were his eyes.

Weird.