Lucas arrived in silence, his head was about to explode from the thoughts that were pouring in.
He didn't know what to do, how to behave or what to say. This night was definitely going to be unforgettable.
His sister hasn't opened her mouth either, she knew him too well to make that mistake. He only gave her a smile and a kiss before wishing her good night and disappearing into his room. Then he sat on the edge of the bed for a while, sighing and hiding his face in his hands, feeling like an idiot. He felt like Numa has been playing with him all this time, surely he already realised that he liked him. But still, why was he hiding his sexuality?
On the other hand he was a dancer, and he was in some kind of relationship with Leon. There were millions of men in this world but it had to be Leon! He shook his head, trying to chase away all the thoughts. He didn't want to think, he wanted to sleep and forget everything. But the memory of Numa dancing came back to his mind again and again. He couldn't deny that seeing him like that turned him on, it was a manly and dominant position that he didn't think that the young guy had and that was exactly what made him so horny. But he hasbeen with Leon, how could he have been with a guy like him? It was something he couldn't understand. Was itbecause of sex?
He lay down on the bed. What did he think of him? It was obvious he didn't like him, maybe as a friend? No he said to himself, it has all ended in mutual disappointment. He was with Leon and that said it all.
“Numa...‘
the name escaped his lips imperceptibly, how could he just like him so much? It was ridiculous, he only knewhim for a few months. He hid his face in the pillow and without being able to help it, he continued to spin around his thoughts, conclusions and memories and without even realizing it, he finally fell asleep.
#
Leon arrived at home, incredibly tired, luckily everyone was asleep.
He crept up the stairs and after a quick shower he went to his room. It was time to think, his thoughts were whirling, many questions and few answers, but at least those found were conclusive. You didn't have to be very smart to know that Lucas was interested in Numa but he did not seem to be pleased about what he has seen that night. Numa, and he had to admit it, was very interested in Lucas and that made him sick.
What did he see in Lucas? He was a dull boy, with no sense of fun, boring although very, very handsome. That was not enough, Numa was not with someone because of his physical appearance, there has to be something that attracted his attention. He wondered what it was.
He let himself fall on the bed, inhaling the clean scent that the sheets gave off, remembering the first night they spent together at his place. It has been worth the scolding of his father afterwards, as it was an incredible night. They have fallen into each other's arms at 4 a.m. and early in the morning around 7 a.m. he left. It was a roller coaster emotions. Nobody made him feel that way. He clouded his senses, his personality, the way he moved under his body, his voice, his scent, all of it had left him anxious and foolish for a few days. Maybe he fell for him in ‘that’ moment.
It took him a long time to release he was the perfect person for him, he wouldn't let him go for anything in the world, it couldn't be that difficult.
"I'll think of something" and with this phrase floating in his mind he fell asleep.
#
Lucas stirred in bed restlessly. He looked at the alarm clock, it was 5 am Monday morning, H felt anxious. He got up to stumble towards the bathroom, took a shower and without knowing how, from one moment to the next he was in the kitchen making himself a cup of coffee, while spreading a piece of toast with jam.
A noise startled him out of his thoughts.
A young man dressed in a shirt and tie with black hair and blue eyes entered the dining room. He looked at him evidently surprised, the feeling was mutual. It has been a long time since he saw his older brother, their schedules never coincided. He smiled at him.
“What's wrong, did some ghost pull you by the legs in your sleep,?" he looked at the clock, it was just 6:30 in the morning.
Lucas made a listless gesture with his shoulders.
His brother reached over to give him a loving slap on the back.
“I have to go to work, your things? Everything all right? School?“ as he spoke he put on his jacket and reached for his briefcase, "Sure. Let's do something together one weekend. I'm off now.“
Lucas smiled with the little desire reflected in his face thinking about when his brother Alex was so kind and affectionate with him, they usually didn’t get got along.
He heard the sound of the door closing and felt relieved, he sat there until the clock struck 7, he got up and left the apartment towards the institute.
The journey seemed to take forever, the minutes seemed to turn into hours and the anxiety was killing him. He found himself in the middle of the main hallway of the school with his heart pounding his chest furiously, nervous and with a dry mouth, but did not see him, only some of his classmates were there. The bell echoed throughout the school and classes began. He walked in last a little disappointed, thinking over and over again about him.
"Maybe he's late" he thought as the chemistry teacher tried to explain a formula, "or maybe he slept over at Leon's house", this last thought caused an unpleasant feeling in his stomach. The professor's words were dragging on but he didn't care, he wasn't listening. His mind was far away from there.
A little frustrated since he hasn’t seen Numa at all, he left the school at noon. On his way home, again with his head on the verge of exploding and a feeling of restlessness and desolation. He missed him terribly.
The idea that maybe he was with Leon made sense. He felt confused, thoughts flooded his head, not knowing what to do, the world seemed to have gone crazy since Saturday. Why could he not just fall for a guy and start dating like the rest of the world did?!
"Too easy and simple to ever be true" he thought, feeling already defeated.
Numa woke up feeling his head heavy and a tiredness was flooding his body, maybe it was mainly because he has done nothing on Sunday, went to bed very early, and after having slept almost 12 hours, his body was heavy and his mind was foggy.
Dumbfounded, he went to the bathroom, showered quickly and wearing only a t-shirt and his underwear, he went to the kitchen where his grandmother was already waiting for him with breakfast ready.
“Good morning” seeing him almost naked, she gave him a reproachful look, "How come you haven't changed? You'll be late for class.“
“No grandma, I'm not going today...I have to go to a classmate's house to return a book" he was lying, he couldn't tell her the truth.
“Numa, how many absences do you have already?“
“Grandmaaa” the protest said it al. “You know I don't miss much, I'm too old to ask you for permission to be absent.“
Grandma looked at him, defeated.
“You never asked me either, you missed whenever you wanted to...bah...let's not talk about that. Drink your coffee with milk, it's going to get cold “ put the cup on the table ‘and do me a favor and get dressed, you're going to catch a cold.”
Numa sat down and took a roll from the basket in front of him. He felt his grandmother's hand ruffling his hair.
“Yesterday you went to bed very early, didn't you?“
“Yes, 7 pm. I almost didn't sleep on Saturday, just two hours.‘
“I thought so..‘.
She left the kitchen, while Numa had a quick breakfast. He went back to the room to get dressed and half an hour later he left the apartment.
With a bit of fear, he took the bus and got off on the big avenue he already knew, walked down a few streets and arrived at the huge building where Lucas lived. He hoped he has left to the school already because the last thing he wanted was to meet him.
The doorman, a robust man of about 60 years old with tanned skin opened the door of the building at that moment, he was carrying some cleaning utensils in his hand, he looked at him for a few moments. When Numa made a gesture to pass, he asked him:
“Where are you going?“
“To the 5th floor, where the Italian family lives.“
The doorman nodded, stepped aside to let him pass. Numa climbed the floors almost at a trot as he didn't feel in the mood to wait for the elevator. His heart was beating fast when he finally found himself in front of the entrance door. He rang the doorbell, a female voice answered from the other side:
“Who is it?“
“It's me, Numa," he felt a trickle of voice escaping from his lips as he tried to clear his throat.
The young woman opened the door with a big smile and for the second time he was amazed by the resemblance that the young woman had with his brother, although he liked Lucas' black eyes much more than his sister's.
“Come in, what brings you here so early?“
She led him to the dining room where a few plates, two cups and the newspaper were scattered on the square table.
“Would you like some coffee?“
At the very idea Numa felt his stomach turn.
“No, thank you.“
“Sit down." The sister motioned for him to take a seat, she followed him.
Numa felt like a fool, although he knew he didn't have to.
“I wanted to thank you for Saturday.
Manon gave him a smile full of tenderness.
“You don’t need to, it's nothing, really.“
“You saved me a lot of trouble.“
“Well, I'll pass...in exchange you can clear up a doubt for me.“
“Sure, whatever you want...“
“They told me at the police station that you have a record. What kind of record?‘
Numa smiled with a certain irony
“I'm not a drug dealer or a thief, if that's what you are thinking.“
Manon looked at him in surprise
“No, I didn't expect any of that. The truth is that you seem like a very "brave" boy, very correct and I was surprised about the background. That's all.“
“There are two entries, for disturbances in public and resistance to authority“ he smiled embarrassed, "in other words, street fights.“
“I understand," she could not deny that even that amazed her.
“Let's just say I wasn't hanging out with the right people.“
Manon gave him a beaming smile.
“I guess. You don't look like the guy looking for trouble.”
“I'm not either," he replied immediately, although he has been like that for a long time.
“If I didn't think you were a good boy, I wouldn't have helped you at that moment either," she paused and with a complicit tone added, "I like you very much, and I would like to see you with my brother, if Lucas hears me, he'll kill me.“
Numa felt himself blushing, but he answered with a serious expression.
“Thank you, but we are just friends, and besides, I don't think your brother wants to hear from me again after....“
“Well, one thing is certain, I think he was shocked to see you there. However, what really surprised him was, the fact that you were with Leon.“
“.....“
“Lucas doesn't like Leon very much and well.
“Why not? I don't know him that well but he seems like a nice guy. Not recommended as a partner but a nice guy“ let out a chuckle.
„I agree. We go to the same university. Maybe he's too arrogant for someone like Lucas?”
“ I see.“
“Give him some time, as the days go by he'll get over it.“
Numa looked at her a little annoyed.
“Give him some time? We are friends...if he can't understand the situation or doesn't bother to do so, there no much I can do," he took a deep breath, "I'm honestly disappointed in his reaction.“
“His reaction is the best way to show you that he cares about you, don't you think?
“Manon, please don´t take it the wrong way, but I'd rather drop the subject. He's your brother and I don't want to talk about it anymore.“
“No, not at all, I understand you don't want to talk about it with me, it's just that if you wait for him to talk, it will take months. Sometimes he is very closed-minded," the young woman's tone was of resignation.
Numa watched her for a few moments, he would have liked to bombard her with questions about Lucas but he has his pride and he wanted to respect it.
“I'm leaving, otherwise I won't even make it to the second recess.‘
“Yeah, me too, I'm late for Collage and I'm not ready yet.‘
She accompanied him to the door while she tried to contain herself not start blurting things out, for example that her brother likes him a lot, among other things.
Manon hoped that in the end they could be together.
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