Okay, hear Killian out. 

So, he was walking home, wanting to clear his mind instead of his driver taking him home. (It was an excuse, he knows, but it was a good one to him). 

Anyway, he swears his feet were going in the right direction; he pinky promises. But somehow, somewhere, he ended up at the location Azra sent him. And he is 100% sure this is Azra's house. 

Okay, hear him out for a second time. 

So, he could walk away and turn back in the right direction to home. But, his stomach started growling. And now that he is eating for two, who is he to deny the prospect for food? 

Killian walked to the front door, knocking on it after hesitating for a few seconds. It did not take long before the door opened, and he came face to face with an arrogant smirk. 

God, why make someone so sexy and terrible at the same time? Hasn't Killian suffered enough (he barely suffered in life)? 

Azra leaned against the door with no shirt on, showing off his beautiful pecs and sculpted abs. Even his grey sweatpants left Killian thirsty; the outline had him praying. 

"I remember a little birdy saying he wasn't coming." Azra greeted. 

Killian looked at him with a defiant expression as he crossed his arm. "Don't misunderstand, I was only walking in this direction and grew hungry. And since you gave me this location, I thought of begging for some food from you." 

Azra laughed, filling the space between them. 

God, how could a laugh sound so attractive but arrogant at the same time? He swears Azra is a large (like his length) contradiction. 

You know, if it were back in the day, Azra would be the perfect alpha: dominating, arrogant, cold (when he wanted to be), and incredibly strong. 

But good thing it wasn't back in the day because omegas were treated like shit, betas had nothing defining about them, and two alpha males together? Forget about it. 

Now, secondary gender barely matters. (Well, some old folks still like to reminisce about the old times). 

"Are you going to let me in or make me starve by standing out here?" Killian fussed. Even his stomach joined in by letting out a growl itself. 

Good child. Convince your baby daddy to feed me. He praised his stomach. 

Azra moved out the way with a smirk as he motioned with his hand, "Right this way, your majesty." 

Killian rolled his eyes as he walked inside. "Haha, you are so funny, Azra." 

"I know I am," Azra responded, closing the door behind him. He quickly moved behind Killian, loosely wrapping his arm around Killian's waist. 

He leaned close to his sensitive ear, whispering, "What do you want to eat, kitty?" 

Red sirens ran through his head, telling him to abort. But, his body, which never wants to follow direct orders, turned heated. His ears turned utterly red while his body wanted to melt in the warmth behind him. 

And the blasted nickname reminded him of their time in the student council room last month. 

Killian was ready to give in. But then, he felt the hand moving towards his stomach, causing his body and brain to unite. Moving so fast, he pulled himself from Azra's embrace, covering his ear as he glared at the teen, "Azra!" 

Shrugging, Azra looked amused, "Calm down, I was playing." 

Rolling his eyes, Killian bit the inside of his cheek to control his anger. He regrets coming here. Body, why do you torture me so by not following my orders? He internally moaned. 

"I hate you," Killian muttered. 

Azra only smiled in response before grabbing his hand, pulling Killian towards the kitchen. When they entered, Azra sat Killian at the window bar connected to the kitchen. "Seat here, and I will cook you something." 

Killian stayed quiet as he watched Azra put on an apron before going towards the fridge to get ingredients. Azra pulled out a cutting board and knife, right after, putting his defined arms to work. Killian's mind went straight out the window. 

Fuck, the alpha is too sexy. 

His hair is dyed red and up to his shoulders—he has an undercut and always keeps his hair in a man bun, showing off the undercut. He had an industrial piercing on his left ear, while on his right was a helix with three earring holes on his lobe. 

His downward-turned lips made Killian want to bite and suck them. And let's not get started with the way his grey-green eyes always ended up pulling Killian in (until the alpha opens his mouth). 

Killian hated how attractive this man was. He also hated how Azra was older than him by four months. Azra tends to beat him at many things, but Killian remains number one in the school academics and has good behavior. 

Resting his head on his palm, Killian sighed as he watched Azra. 

Ah, I hope our child does not take his father's personality. He thought to himself. Then, he was pushed out of his thoughts when he felt two fingers poking his forehead. 

Frowning, Killian looked up, only to end up face to face with Azra. Fuck me. Killian cursed to himself. There is so much beauty a person can take. 

He leaned back, "What?" 

Azra smirked, "I noticed your mind wondering when you were watching me. Thinking about how attractive I am?" 

Killian blushed, "Never. What is so good about you when my beauty outshines yours?" 

Looking Killian up and down, Azra hummed, "You are beautiful." 

"I feel like you are teasing me." 

Without giving a response, Azra walked away and went back to cooking. Killian rolled his eyes again, pulling out his phone as he decided to play on it. 

Time passed before Azra finished cooking. 

A bowl of noodles appeared in front of Killian as the aroma filled his nose, almost making him drool. He quickly pocketed his phone as he looked at the delicious food. 

Azra moved towards Killian, sitting next to him with his bowl as he handed a fork to Killian. "So, you were starving, huh?" 

Killian grabbed the fork, digging into his food as he started inhaling it. He was starving. The food at school wasn't enough to fuel him. He nodded his head in response.

See, he did have a legitimate reason to appear here. 

I did not come here for sex, just food, signed Killian. 

Azra chuckled, watching Killian messily eat. So cute. He thought before digging into his food.