Hormone 2

"Does not matter."

Galant ruffled his hair when he realized what he did to Arghi just now.

He really couldn't understand himself how everything Arghi had done affected him in such away. He had lost control of himself, Galant felt like jumping over Arghi this very second even though he didn't know what else Galant would do next.

Galant laid his head on the table facing Arghi to get a better look at him, watching him carefully how Arghi ate slowly. His neck, which was still wet from the spilled water before glistening in the light of the lamp, caused Galant to swallow his saliva for some reason, just looking at him like this affected his lower body greatly.

He closed his eyes tightly which was a waste of time when all he saw in the darkness was Arghi's figure there.

"Galant?" called Arghi suddenly, Galant saw Arghi turned in the wrong direction facing Galant.

Galant only muttered incoherently in his silent response. Until Arghi opened his voice again "Galant, are you not eating?"

"I'm done," replied Galant straightening himself back up, his arms spread out, leaning against the back of Arghi's chair this time and also shifting a little closer. He wanted to smell that fresh scent even more from Arghi as if it was the oxygen that had kept him alive until this second.

"Hm, I just didn't hear you."

Galant wondered to himself if Arghi himself didn't realize what he was doing, even though Arghi himself didn't do anything.

"IM not hungry."

"Why don't you say it, I shouldn't eat either," Arghi said playfully as he thrust his empty plate forward.

"Arghi~" Galant's legs moved around one of Arghi's and made a stroking motion there. Galant's body was completely facing Arghi, also his eyes couldn't take his eyes off of Arghi from this close distance which only made Galant even more flustered and his body felt hot as long as he paid attention to Arghi's features.

For years living with Arghi and considered him a friend who is always there for him, but why is it only now that he feels this turmoil towards his own best friend who is also a boy. He couldn't take advantage of Arghi's current state just for himself. "Argh."

Galant himself doesn't know what else to say just to get Arghi's full attention now, indeed this is what Galant always does when he wants to get more attention from Arghi.

"Argh."

"Hmm?"

"Arghi, do you want to go to the beach now?" asked Galant doubtfully. His hands that were originally stretched out behind Arghi's chair had now moved unconsciously to Arghi's shoulders.

Arghi didn't answer right away, instead, he lowered his head with his fingers moving restlessly on his knees. "Em, maybe next time Galant. You can do it yourself."

"I don't want to be alone, Arghi," Galant wanted to take back his whining voice, but there was no way he could just let it go and pretend he didn't know.

"Galant, you can ask your friends to go,"

No. He can't, he just wants to go with Arghi. "Okay, it's probably getting late. We can go tomorrow."

Galant bit his tongue to stop himself from coming to put his nose at the intersection of Arghi's neck now, Galant's hand had even slowly dropped to settle on Arghi's waist on the thin plain white shirt.

"Galant, I won't be coming there again."

"Why?" Galant immediately responded and lowered his head slightly to see the expression on Arghi's face at this time.

"What can I do Galant? What can I do with these eyes?" Arghi's tone was slow and low until Galant's other hand grabbed Arghi's palm to grip tightly channeling strength and confidence in Arghi.

Galant wants to say that he is always ready to be in Arghi's eyes, be by his side to tell how the world is through the words he whispers directly in Arghi's ear. Illuminates the inscribed colors to later become part of the chanting of the sentences and if he could, Galant would give his whole world and life just for Arghi right now.

"I can be your eyes," Galant replied firmly.

A chuckle escaped Arghi's mouth as he raised his head to face Galant. Galant even realized that wet traces were running down Arghi's cheeks causing Galant's hand that was on Arghi's waist to tighten.

"That's impossible, Galant. If that were to happen I would define you so much."

Galant did want Arghi to depend on him. Only him. Like oxygen.