Chapter Ten: He's Really Spoiled

After school, Keith left the gift bags and his things in the car and promised his parents that he'll be back before seven o'clock in the evening. He said he was hanging out with his friends, and Mrs. Lim replied "Ok" instantly. After a few minutes, his mom sent another message. It was a do's and don'ts list.

While the three were playing basketball, Drake took Keith to his apartment unit. When they arrived, they stood in front of the door, and then Drake showed him his password proudly. 1031. Keith immediately memorized it and engraved it on his heart.

When they entered, Drake gave him a blue indoor slipper. Keith was expecting that he would kiss him again, but Drake did not. There was a giant painting of a monochromatic blue Styracosaurus in the living room. It has many horns. It made Keith realize the English adjective used to describe a thing with many horns… horny. He has become so horny, right?

The apartment's furniture and fixtures were blue, gray, black, and white. Simple, elegant, and exquisite. The apartment was big, and it looked comfortable. The living room had long white couches and a coffee table in the middle. Adjacent to the wall where you can find the horny dinosaur is a thick glass covered with huge royal blue curtains from ceiling to floor. If the curtains were to slide open, it would show the view of the city a few miles away and the overwhelming beauty of the mountains. The lighting was also really exquisite. He had a close look at the kitchen… real modern and has a lot of space. There was a glass table and six chairs around it. The heart of the house, where everyone gathers over warm foods… He's amazed by the interior, but it feels like a big waste of space. Keith can't help but feel the cold emptiness at the dining table.

There are two bedrooms. When Keith took a look at the interior of the first bedroom, he passed by. It was really chic, the bed was big, but it was apparent that it was empty. After a quick tour, they went to Drake's bedroom. It was like the bedroom before, but the furniture arrangement was different. It was more spacious than the first one. In conclusion, the apartment was beautiful and tremendously huge for one person.

Keith's heart raced when he saw the size of Drake's bed. A series of possibilities emerged in his head… positions, plays, and possible ways for rated 18 cuddles.

"You're really living alone in such a big apartment," Keith stated the obvious.

"My father gave this to me, he actually wanted me to study in A International School, but I opted for the nearest." Drake put his bag away.

"Your parents are busy?"

"He's in Mainland… Beijing." Drake held his hand and changed the topic. "Do you want to play video games? What do you want to eat? Or should we answer our homework first?"

"I don't play games… It just doesn't click for me at all. Sorry."

"How about watching a movie?" Drake suggested.

Keith, who wanted to flirt and fool around before, felt ashamed when he saw the styracosaurus again, so, instead of a movie date, he opted to help Drake with his homework.

"You sure? We can watch anything you want. We can also watch anime or drama."

"Let's study first, then if there's still time, we can eat together. We can watch as many movies as we want next time!" Keith dragged him back to his bedroom.

Drake chuckled and said, "Is this how it feels when your boyfriend is the smartest kid at school?"

Keith forgot his horny intentions and enjoyed the flattery. "What smartest? I'm not top 1."

"Darryl spent so much time studying. You're a slacker. If you put the same effort as him, you probably skipped high school a long time ago!"

"You're exaggerating." Keith blushed when Drake praised him for his brain.

At first, Keith would only help him for a bit, but somehow, he got so driven and tutored him. In his math homework, he explained the formula to find the value of the literal coefficients. He reiterated the step-by-step process to find the value of x and a method to check if the answer he got was correct by substituting the value in the original function. Drake understood what he was taught, but Keith saw a few items that Drake had solved wrongly when answering the worksheet. If only he's allowed to do it himself!

"The term is not -3x+2. It's 3x+2! If you simplify the terms incorrectly, you won't find the correct answer. Graph that function, and you will see just how different it is if it's not negative. You have to check the sign!" He pointed.

"It's okay, ah. People will think I cheated if I get a perfect score." Drake smiled and continued answering.

"But that's worth 10 points! You'll lose 10 points because you won't add a single line to make that negative into a friggin' positive sign!" Keith looked stressed.

"You're really scarier than auntie and uncle."

"Okay. Do what you want." He resigned.

While watching him, Keith saw Drake gulp.

So, he went to the kitchen as if he were the host to prepare something simple for him and calm himself down. The variety of goods available was shocking for Keith.

His parents don't cook. They grew up relying on food deliveries. Keith was unsure what to do with the selection of greens in the pantry. The sight made him realize just how wrong his diet has been growing up. He wanted to whip up something simple, but he didn't know what to do anymore.

After inner deliberation, He picked up the strawberries, washed them, and put them in a bowl. He brought it to the bedroom and got two yogurt packs.

They ate and finished the assignments. After cleaning up, Drake took him to the kitchen. He let Keith put the apron on him and showed off his skill. Drake cooked a light fish soup and made a green salad. Then, in between, he also whipped up simple stir-fried pork.

The little boyfriend watching doesn't know which he should be drooling for, the dishes or the chef?

"My wife is so talented!" Keith praised him.

"Wife? I'm just demonstrating how to cook to you, so you can learn how to cook in the future while I'm making a lot of money for us!" Drake defended his 'husband' position.

This made Keith blush. His boyfriend is really amazing. He can't help but be proud of himself for fishing out this man out of the pond in less than a month.

"Hurry up! I want to eat you!" Keith joked.

"We're still minors." Drake focused on the pork he was cooking.

"So, I should cook you for 13 months before I can eat you?" Keith joked again. It's not a dirty joke but a dark joke for him.

"I'll wait when you're ready," Drake said and lightly kissed him.

"Okay."… Keith was quite unsure. He's certain how much he wants to touch Drake and be held by this man. When could he be ready? He wants to do it right away if he wants… How could he know the basis for readiness? Just how?

They ate together, and Keith was lost for words he could use to praise Drake. He really cooked so well. They chatted while eating… About their favorite foods, about foods that Keith's family members like, and foods they can make. Keith can only answer fried eggs, bacon, rice, and instant ramen. Before they could finish eating, Keith's phone rang… it was already 7:30 PM, and his mother had been nagging about how long they had been waiting for him. While Keith talked to his mother, Drake brought out the Tupperware and flask that Keith used to pack the foods he asked Nick to deliver to him. Then, he diligently put the leftovers from the dishes he cooked in those Tupperware.

Keith rushed to eat what was left in his bowls and did not leave a single grain.

When Keith was in the doorway and putting on his shoes, he felt reluctant to leave. Before leaving, Drake gave him the tote bag from before too.

"Share them with auntie, uncle, and your sister. Even if you fought with her."

Keith really felt uncomfortable whenever he brought food from others' leftovers. At this moment, there's no shred of shame, but only warmth filled his heart when he received it. He kissed Drake immediately. It was only for a few seconds, but it was enough to get him through a lifetime.

"Thank you," Keith said with eyes beginning to become red.

"I'll walk you to school," Drake said as he was about to put on a sandal.

"No. You stay and have a good rest. I'll call you when I'm home." Keith insisted. He knew he'd walk as slow as possible if he let Drake walk with him.

"Okay. Then, take care on your way. Love you."

Keith smiled and kissed Drake's cheek. "Love you too!"

Then he left and walked as fast as he could.

When he got to their car, his mother nagged him while driving. Even his mother's loud voice couldn't compare to how loud his heartbeats were for him. As soon as they got home, the dogs barked, and Keith remembered that he had forgotten to get the dog foods and dresses for Kookie. While he loaded the desserts and the dishes from Drake, his parents and Kiara's mouth were watering like dogs waiting for their master to feed them.

"Where did you get these from?" Kiara initiated the conversation after the prolonged awkwardness between them.

'My awesome, talented, and handsome boyfriend' is what Keith wanted to proudly answer. If only it wouldn't ruin his parents' appetite… If only they'd show the same attitude when they found out Kiara has a suitor. If only he's allowed to share the foods Drake made and the news that he is loved by this amazing person.

He smiled at them. "Drake, my friend, cooked them. The desserts are from his friend in Hong Kong."

"That kid can cook?" His mom asked and laughed, "Ah. God knows how I wished to have a son like him!"

"What son? Honey, you're menopaused." His father nervously cut that wish.

"Well, honey, you're sterile, and you're old!" His mother countered with a roast.

Keith put the two promised slices of cake on a plate for Nick. While his family happily had dinner, he excused himself to deliver the treat. Before passing through the door, he glanced at their chaotic dining table and remembered the empty table at Drake's place. Suddenly, his heart ached.

"If only I could share this table with Drake…." He wished. "If only."