Sain Antariksa 3

The sound of the phone ringing interrupts their activities. Sain chuckled in displeasure, but his long hand grabbed Neil's cell phone which was on the nightstand.

"Hello?" he called with displeasure thick in his tone when Skylar called.

"Who's this? Where's Neil?" Sain rolled his eyes, one hand brushed Neil's messy hair which instantly made his hips arch.

"Sain. Neil is here with me, he is sleeping." Sain smirked with his own lie. He wanted to scream, that Neil wasn't sleeping, instead he was doing a commendable activity with Sain's.

"Science? Space Science? Didn't you disappear a year ago?" asked Skylar on the other end.

Sain sighed happily when, Neil looked at him with his mouth full. Sain replied, "Right, I'm Sain not someone else who has a body like me. I disappeared in the same place as Neil now."

Skylar spoke again. "I know we used to be friends, but you know how Neil's been since then?"

"He still forgets about me, but still calls me like he used to." Sain vomited deep inside, then Neil let go with a happy face. Sain was proud of himself as Neil was completely under his control now.

Then Sain continued, "Because of what happened before he came here, Neil often has panic attacks. He sometimes has bad dreams and always blames himself."

That is the truth.

"Neil is completely innocent, but why did all this happen to him?"

Right? Why Neil? His innocent and innocent Neil had been soiled by their dirty hands. So, Sain was here to cheer him up. Give him satisfaction.

"I'm here. Nothing bad will ever happen to him again, and I promise if I find the person who did that disgusting thing to Neil, I'll make them pay for it until they beg to die," he said emphatically.

"Revenge won't change anything, Sain." Sain wiped the corner of Neil's lips who was looking at him pleadingly.

"They have destroyed Neil, how can I be silent?" said Sain angrily. Why didn't Skylar shut his mouth, turn off his cell phone and let Sain enjoy this. Neil seems impatient.

"We will try to get out of here," said Sain again while kissing the top of Neil's head.

"Please take care of him for me, Sain. Tell Neil when he wakes up later that his sister wished him a birthday." After the call had stopped, Sain threw the origin of the phone on the bed and brought his focus back to the opiate-like Neil who attacked him.

How could he forget Neil's birthday?

"It's your birthday today?" Sain asked affectionately stroking Neil's hair in his fingers.

"Yeah," he said shyly, his eyes downcast.

"Want me to give you a present?" Sain lifted Neil's chin so that those eyes looked at Sain's eyes shyly.

"I will, Riksa," Neil replied with a whimper. The tip of Neil's pink tongue drags down his lips carelessly until Sain is tempted to taste it again.

"You can do what you want."

"Is that true?" he asked enthusiastically.

Sain nodded in agreement. With enthusiasm, Neil has seated himself on Sain's lap. Neil finally spoke causing Sain's chest to warm. "Riksa, this is my best birthday ever."

Lies are sweet.

***

"Sink!" Sain ordered calmly as he watched the person he ordered directly throw a pile of headless corpses into a murky lake.

Sain stuffed his hands into his pants pockets and looked forward with satisfaction, without another word he left with steady steps.

His footsteps stopped when he heard a painful scream behind him followed by the smell of meat wafting up, until there was a hissing sound of something falling into the water and all was quiet again.

Sain smirks and leaves.

***

Sain almost slammed his fist again on the man he forgot his name. His rage had welled up and was ready to explode to tear apart that person who had dared to touch his Neil.

However, he was grateful for his excellent self-control that Sain swallowed his anger raw.

Sain darted to Neil's side putting his hand on his shoulder and pressed his body against Neil, it immediately made Neil surprised by his presence.

"Riksa?"

"Let us go home."

Neil turned to him with a furrowed brow. Sain looked back at the man who was looking at him suspiciously. He snorted and put his focus back on Neil.

"Faiz, I'm home. You can call me right away if you need help."

Needing no answer from Faiz, Sain had led Neil to leave him behind.

"What's your problem, Riksa?" asked Neil gave one of the helmets to Sain who he immediately recognized, then put his helmet on his head while looking at Sain with those brown eyes that were difficult for Sain to turn to look at the others, Sain's heart immediately beat rapidly creating a pull the corners of his lips up.

"The problem is of course you, why are you asking for such an obvious thing?"

Neil let out a sigh which triggered Sain's blood to rush down. Sain tensed he was afraid his pants couldn't cover things that shouldn't be obvious.

"Come up!"

Sain woke up from his daydream, he followed Neil and sat on his piggyback. He wrapped his long arms tightly around Neil's waist who seemed to stiffen with his touch.

"Riksa, there's no need to overdo it like this, I won't be speeding." Neil laughed crisply bringing a tremor to Sain's body to get closer to the man in his arms.

"There is no guarantee, at least I have anticipated beforehand," he said.

Neil didn't respond he started to drive his motorbike out of the empty school parking lot. Sain sighed in satisfaction, he leaned his front body against Neil.

Sain is tired, how much activity he did today. Until his energy was almost drained from his body.

Fortunately, Sain had damaged his motorbike this morning.

***

Sain licked his lips when his masterpiece was perfectly painted on the white canvas. Scratches of various colors fused to form a figure that has always been his dream, and part of his fantasy so far.

He then pasted on a space on the wall specifically for the painting he had painstakingly made to become this perfect. Sain looked at the painting from any angle admiring its beauty.

He sighed in satisfaction.

Sain realized when he was in this dimension, he knew that Sain who was here before they had one thing in common, namely they both loved Neil.

Although this Sain made a lot of disgusting poems about how much he loved Neil in his diary. Because this Sain knows that he can never have it.

Of course, Sain wasn't like that, he wasn't a coward who gave up before starting.

He had Neil completely now. The thing he had hoped for long ago was realized by the exchange of their blood. Of course, Neil wouldn't know about such dark things. Even if he knew, it would be too easy for Sain to distract Neil. Sain would fuck him on the table and do it until Neil forgot his name.

Sain took a photo on the nightstand which he used as an example to paint his last painting. He smiled at him as he ran his fingers over the slick paper.

"Neil." Sain slowly grabbed his by lowering the zipper, the black eyes couldn't escape from looking at a photo of Neil that Sain took secretly this morning.

Where Neil sleeps innocently before Sain removes the red spots on almost all parts of his body. In Sain's eyes, he would whisper all the beautiful words in this world to Neil. Put Neil behind him away from people who would hurt him.

Or if that happened, it would only take Sain how many seconds to eliminate whoever it was from this world.

And Sain sighed in satisfaction as the liquid spilled out onto his hands.

"Sain?" The door opened and Sain turned his head.

Unlucky.