BEDAZZLED SLOWLY BY YOU

CHAPTER 14

Jaxion has officially lost his mind.

He is more than aware of that now as he is in front of the stove making breakfast. He doesn't usually do it when he is at the penthouse because he eats at the restaurants on the ground floor while if he is home he doesn't have to worry about what to eat because it's prepared for him. So what made him get up and cook anyway?

Ah, because someone who is not that welcome invades his personal space, violates his privacy, steps on his pride then smash it without mercy, and made him look like a dumb ass but still, in the end, he is like a moth to a flame, he can't walk away.

So, he didn't have a chance to go back to the party as he is busy looking after Good who did not even give him peace the whole time. He refused to get the i***t any food making him hound him the whole moment he is awake. Good didn't talk voluntarily, he just stared at him creepily as if he can read minds. Jaxion is more than sure that Good will fall asleep right away with how much alcohol he consumed but he calculated wrong because Good was up until three in the morning and at that time Jaxion gave up and ordered something from the 24 hours restaurant downstairs.

Then after eating, Good obediently goes to sleep as if he did not just pester Jaxion in one conventional way. Maybe he should take Good with him in business transactions, he is more than sure he can close a deal with just him sitting on the side.

He kissed you but interpreted it way differently...

His brain reminded him of one of the events last night that he would rather be buried in the deepest pit than remember any of it. That's more than insulting. Someone kissed him but considered it as eating. In a way Good is right but he still hated it.

He shouldn't be affected, besides Good is like that to everybody but the thought of him kissing someone else out of the blue is not settling nicely inside him and he doesn't want to entertain why.

Then at two in the morning Good's mother called and Jaxion almost smashes his head in the nearest pole in irritation, disbelief, and all things despicable.

He passes the phone to Good who stared at his mobile like it's some kind of dangerous thing to touch.

"It's your mom."

The still drunk Good looked up at him like Ax just told him the world is about to explode in an hour. "The call, it's your mother."

Good took the phone at last and put it against his ear without any emotion on his face but because Jaxion put it on speaker he can hear the woman's voice from the other line. He somehow felt a little bit better knowing Good has one face for everyone.

"Good! Where are you? It's almost morning now but you are not back yet!." A voice of a panicky woman filled Jaxion's bedroom while all he wanted was to roll his eyes upon hearing it. How old is good? Sixteen? Well, with how he is he can pass a kid not knowing his way of life. In short, he is hopeless. The kind of hopelessness anyone wanted to avoid.

Good looked around like checking the place. "I'm in a bedroom."

Jaxion wanted to facepalm at that. Why the hell this guy is too honest and idiotic at the same time? What will his mother think knowing his son with no social life is now inside a bedroom that is not his own.

"What?! Who's bedroom?." Anya is about to have a heart attack while her husband is just wanted to sleep. Their son is an adult for crying out loud.

Good's half-sleep eyes stop at Jaxion who is silently watching him on the side with a frown on his face.

"Him." Good replied as if his mother will know who was him.

The other line becomes silent as Anya is busy staring at her phone. "Who's him? a colleague of yours? Your friend?" Anya asked desperately. Why does she have this hunch that it's the same guy who he wanted to murder just the other day?

"Are we friends?." Good turned to ask Jaxion who have his jaw dropped to the floor. Okay, Jaxion is now honestly curious about what's running inside Good's head. Why does he have this thing out of selective memories? He only picked what he wanted to remember and disregard what he thought is useless. That hurt, so he is to the useless wastes!?

"Good! Answer me right now! Who is that with you?! Is that boss of yours?"

"What's your name?." Good asked Jaxion.

Jaxion is speechless as Good manage to insult him in just a few words. So the whole time this dummy doesn't know his name? He is his boss for crying out loud!.

Jaxion snatched the phone from Good's hand before he can add more insulting words that will make Jaxion lose his sanity and throw the good-for-nothing i***t out of the building.

"Mrs. Jittarana, This is Jaxion Cross... Goods' boss... We met already when you are about to violate my car for taking your son home and misinterpreted the situation, I'm not going to explain myself to that matter but right now your son is drunk, and as much as he is annoying me to no end without even trying... I can tell you that he is safe and what you are thinking is not what it looks like and I'm not going to send him home at this late hour, he will have to go home on his own." Jaxion said not waiting for a reply as he passed back the gadget to Good who is lying down on the bed with his face pressed down the sheets. Slowly Jaxion understands some of the peculiarity of Good. Instead of making a fuss about things that is not usual for him, Good will adapt to that situation.

Link was right, it seems even he doesn't want to... Without noticing he is becoming soft to Good. This is weird because of the amount Good insulted him he should have fired him right away but the fact that it's not on purpose and he is reluctant to do so is a big question mark.

Why?

He can't find an answer to that.

Jaxion plated the pancakes and bacon on a plate before setting the coffeemaker. He has no idea what happened at the party after he left but he is more than sure Link will fill him up with the details without him asking anyway.

He entered his bedroom and can't stop himself from chuckling at the scene inside. Well, he witnesses it a few times already but still looked funny. Good is staring into space while sitting in the middle of the bed, he is only wearing his inner shirt and his boxer while a pillow is balancing on top of his head, for a headache or what, Jaxion has no idea. Ax leaned against the doorframe as he crosses his arms over his chest. "Hungover?."

Good blink his eyes without replying but Jaxion knows better.

"Wash your face as let's eat breakfast."

Good heard the word eat and was about to wobble his way into the bathroom when he tripped on the sheets that are wrapped around his legs making him drop to the floor with a thud.

Jaxion laughed without mercy not bothering to help Good up.

Good slowly get up with his hands holding his aching head as he entered the bathroom looking like a bullied puppy.

Jaxion waited on the same spot for a reason he doesn't want to ponder about. Maybe he is worried that Good will accidentally c***k his head while he is at his house. Or he wanted to see what he will be doing next, maybe deep inside he is anticipating Good to do things opposite to normal.

After just a bit, Good came out of the bathroom looking more terrible than before as he messed up his hair with patches of wet spots on his shirt and he seems to be in some kind of pain that cannot be seen by the naked eye because he is hiding it behind those emotionless eyes.

How will Good express himself when he is hurting anyway?

"Need some meds?." Jaxion asked not because of courtesy but because he wanted to see if Good can take medicine without a fuss to get rid of his discomfort.

Good shook his head real fast that Ax is afraid he might dislocate his neck.

"Food." The young master who is acting like he owned the place and Jaxion is his butler said like a boss.

"Look at you acting like I'm your servant, there's no food in here for your information." Jaxion decided to act petty as he flopped down the couch.

Good stayed standing just outside the bedroom door not saying anything before walking his way to the kitchen.

Jaxion is forced to follow his unwanted visitor when the latter ignored him like he is just a part of the interior design.

"Is this how you usually act? Shameless and rude?." Jaxion glared at Good who is now seated and drooling over the breakfast that Jaxion prepared.

Good stopped chewing as his eyes focused on Ax, gazing straight into his soul. Jaxion suddenly forgot how to breathe when Good Smile. His eyes were closed and his teeth barely showing. "Thank you."

Jaxion was taken aback by the sudden mental attack that is the total opposite of Good's usual annoying sarcastic self.

"What?."

"My mom always said, be thankful for the food."

"...."

"Right, and here I thought you suddenly had some compassion to be thankful for all the good deeds I gave you which you graciously returned with nothing but headaches." Jaxion shook his head as he stabbed the poor pancakes with his fork.

"I never asked," Good said after thinking for a while.

"Oh wow, so it's my fault that I always end up helping you out?." Jaxion is more than ready to maybe hit a few sense to this ungrateful i***t.

"Yes." Good replied without thinking further for a more suitable answer.

Jaxion snatched the last piece of bacon from Good's plate and gulp his coffee. Who cares if he is acting like a child? All he knows is Good loves food so to get back with him there's only one way to do it. Using food.

Good followed his bacon helplessly as it disappeared into this world while his fork still hanging in the air.

Ax raised an eyebrow at Good in a challenging manner while licking his lips for the full effect.

"This will be the last time I'm playing good Samaritan on you by the way," Jaxion said after a while when Good didn't seize from peering at him.

"Okay."

"You understand that right?."

"No."

"Then for what the f**k you're okay for?."

Why is it important for him to understand you anyway?

That part of Ax's brain chirped in once again every time he doesn't need it.

"For you?."

"How come you can manipulate any conversation to become nonsense without even trying?."

"It's nonsense?." Good asked back.

"I give up! It's better talking to a pole than talking to you!.'' Jaxion raised the white flag first before he can do something he will regret.

"And for future purposes, kissing is not eating someone," Jaxion remembered his bruised pride so he can't help but added in. "If you've forgotten you kissed me last night and you thought you are eating me." That sounds terrible on Jaxion's ear and he is glad they are inside the privacy of his place so there's no way someone else might hear them.

"You're not food, I won't eat you."

Wow, this conversation escalated that quick...

"I said kiss not eat, it's a kiss!."

Which part of this world is this dummy living to be this naive?

"And you kissed me."

Good's eyes dropped to Jaxion's lips like measuring it silently. "Why?."

"Why what?." Jaxion wanted to create a reaction from Good, maybe to justify his battered ego but as usual, he underestimated him.

"Why do I kiss you?."

"Because you think I'm a food?." There's no logical explanation for Jaxion's decrease in IQ aside from he is at loss to what is going on every time Good is at arm's length. He loses normal brain cells.

"You're not a food," Good said the obvious making Jaxion roll his eyes.

Obviously...

"So, why do you think you kissed me?."

"I don't know, I can't remember." Good shrugged after he got tired of trying to remember that said moment. How many blows his pride will be taking on this life that which he coexists with Good?

Jaxion leaned over the table and pressed his lips on Good's. Slowly dragging his mouth on the contour of Good's lips then sandwiching his lower lips between his teen pulling the soft muscle slowly before letting it go. His impulsive action left Ax speechless and ashamed of himself. The fact that he doesn't feel disgusted and repulsed by the kiss is making him question his sanity. He never in his life ever question his sexuality. He is always attracted to women and never felt sexually attracted to the same s*x but with how he is insistently doing things that he doesn't usually do regularly with anyone but with Good, Jaxion though he is losing his mind.

"You think, I'm eating you?." Jaxion manages to ask when getting a gripped of his frantic pulse.

"Are you?."

"Stop answering a question with a question!."

"My brain is not working." Good rested his arm on top of the table as he leaned his cheek against it. Good, close his one eye as he grimaces. "They are building a house inside my head."

"You ate first before complaining huh." Jaxion helplessly sighed giving up on the topic that goes nowhere. "How come you are not affected that we kissed?." Jaxion is more than willing to dig his own grave right at that moment.

Good lick his lower lips as Jaxion's eyes followed the tip of his tongue like he is mesmerized.

Shit!

"Are you a girl?." Good asked the disoriented Jaxion.

"What!?."

"My Dad said girls are complicated."

"Yes they are and why am I drag in the picture?." Jaxion's eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"Because you are complicated."

"I'm complicated? What's that make you? Randomized being with f****d up brain?." Ax scoffed as he can't believe Good just called him complicated.

"I'm special."

"That's good that you know." Jaxion agreed. Yes, the i***t is special. Too special that he can be considered as rare and a limited offer.

His mental health is in danger. Jaxion is now certain of that.

"I want to know why I always help you all the time!?." Jaxion groaned in agony.

"Because you are sad?."

"What's sadness have to do with me helping you out?."

"It's your sadness why asked me?." Good replied with his head still leaning at the table.

"Right, why I even asked."

Jaxion made Good clear up the table just to get back at him in the pettiest way as he answers a call from his secretary.

"What's wrong?."

"Sir, a certain Lizzy Moore is at the lobby at the moment and creating a ruckus when the reception refused to let her up to your office, she said... She knows you, boss, should I give her an entry pass?."

When he thought his day will not get any worse, Jaxion sighed. "No, I'll be down soon."

Jaxion thought about how his curse is stacking up lately. Is Good his punishment?

It's effective... More than effective.