BEDAZZLED SLOWLY BY YOU

CHAPTER 10

"Boss, he is not there anymore... They said he left at five because... He is hungry." One of Jaxion's bodyguards who he asked to fetch Good came back. Jaxion who've been busy all day doing business shouldn't be bothering for Good's sake. For one, he is an adult and he should know what to do and it's not Jaxion's responsibility to look after him. But, he still found himself looking for that i***t.

He groaned in annoyance as he thinks if he should look for Good when the place is slowly getting alive as people prefer going out in the afternoon and at night.

Good who goes out to hunt for food is wondering about with a drink in one hand and a pizza in the other one.

He is biting and eating while walking aimlessly. Right now, the beach is slowly filling up with people with loud music in the background. People are swimming in the warm water caused by the whole day sun. The beautiful sunset is making the surroundings softer and more romantic for the people with their loved ones.

Then out of nowhere, a commotion broke out. People formed a circle around what seemed to be a fistfight. Good who is naturally curious even though it's not obvious just slipped between the bodies of people who love drama. Who doesn't right?

A woman, wearing a two-piece swimsuit is screaming like a cow being butchered while two men are punching the hell out of each other's faces.

Good sip on his gigantic drink and bite on his pizza while continuing watching the two men without interest showing on his face.

Different reactions can be heard around, there are laughter, cheers, and all kind of murmurs until the resort's security cut the crowd and forced them to disperse as they try to control the two men who refuse to comply.

Good is not moving from his spot as he watches the whole thing.

"Sir, we are telling you... We will be forced to use any means to make you stop if you continue doing this." The head guard told the two trying to use a diplomatic voice. But one of the men suddenly took out a pocket knife and swing it to his opponent who hurriedly moves out the way but unfortunately it still cut him in one of his arms.

Though it's not life-threatening it's bleeding too much. The guards are about to grab the man that is holding a knife when his eyes move around in panic when he realized what he has done. The guy seems like under the influence of alcohol and it's slowly draining out of his system and sobering him up.

In his panic state, he just grabs a bystander to use as a shield against the security that is ready to take him down.

The unfortunate bystander who happened to be Good who was shocked by the man's action stood firmly while not letting go of his food.

"No one move or I'll s***h him!" The guy shouted as he put the knife against Good's neck.

The panic guards and the people watching it all are worried about the innocent hostage.

"I'm serious!."

"Pan! Stop this! I'm not flirting with him!" The girl in the swimsuit cried with a thousand tears. It looks fake though.

"Liar! You slut! Do you think I don't know what you are doing behind my back?!"

Good sipped slowly on his juice while listening to the two's soap opera-worthy drama.

"Can I sit down?" Good not even wait for a reply from the shocked guy sat down the sand crossed-legged.

Even the people around them can't help but have their mouths agape in the turn of events.

"I never told you, you can sit!" The man yelled at Good.

Good looked up while slowly chewing. "You are not my dad."

The man's eyes widened in anger as his hostage acted like it was nothing.

"I'm telling you, I can stab you!"

"I never said you can't."

"Pan please!." The girl pleads once again.

"Shut up!."

"Fighting is bad." Good comments between bites.

"I never ask for your opinion." Pan snapped.

"I'm talking to myself." Good replied.

"Pan, you are the only one in my life." The dramatic woman said.

"She's lying." The troublesome hostage said like he is not being held by a knife against his head.

"Shut up!." The girl screamed.

"You, shut up!." The boyfriend screamed back.

The supposed heart-clenching situation that took Jaxion's attention is looking for the missing i***t.

"What's going on that?." Ax asked his bodyguard.

"I think there's a fight boss."

"Fight?." Jaxion repeated with brows knitted together. "Where are the security why they are not doing anything?."

Jaxion walked closer to see what was going on and his eyes widened with his mouth left agape when he saw Good in the middle of the commotion. A man with a knife pointed at Good's head while having a yelling contest with one of the women in the side.

While Good is slumped down in the sand eating like his life is not in danger made Jaxion madder.

Before Jaxion can open his mouth, Good stood up with his drink in hand while his pizza is gone. The man named Pan is shocked by the sudden movement as Good stared at his soul.

"Good!." Jaxion called.

Good didn't glance at Jaxion as he raises his half-filled cup and pour it on Pan's head stepped away from the shocked guy and approached Jaxion.

"They are fighting over a guy," Good told Jaxion.

The audience wanted to facepalm at the weird turn of events. Fighting over a guy? Does he mean, they are fighting over a girl? How come the serious life-threatening situation turned into a comedy-worthy ending?

Jaxion sighed as he held himself from yelling at Good's stupidity but instead turned to the security that is frozen in place.

"What are you waiting for, Christmas?/Take the cause of this nonsense and make sure they will pay the consequences of what they did," Jaxion said seriously making the said guards scramble to seize the cause of the impromptu drama.

Jaxion dragged Good away from the curious crowd as his jaw taut in suppressed anger. He did not stop walking or even slowed down even Good is having a hard time coming up and stumbling on his own feet.

He pushed Good inside his room and slammed the door closed.

"Where's your brain?." Jaxion asked in a low voice.

"In my head?." Good answered in honest confusion.

"Then how come you are not using it!? Have you realized that you might get seriously hurt and you are in danger that time?." Jaxion is more than tempted to shake Good maybe a couple of times to make him realize some sense.

"No, he won't kill me."

"How did you know? A person when angry they can do things they can't do when they are in a normal state so telling me this is not helping your case! There are limits on one's ignorance! Why are you like this huh? And how come out of all those people watching he choose you!." Jaxion can tell that he is becoming invested. But the sudden fear that he felt when he saw Good earlier is something he can't explain.

And the fact that the victim is acting nonchalant is getting on Jaxion's nerve. And because he can't explain it he is agitated and mad even more.

"What if something happened to you?!."

What I am going to do?

Where did that come from?

Jaxion though he has complete control why when it comes to this i***t he can easily lose it?

"I'm sorry." Good suddenly said.

"What?." Jaxion stopped talking to himself as he thought he misheard it.

"I'm sorry," Good said again.

Good is not sure why he is sorry when he thought there's nothing to be sorry about. But his boss acting like he killed someone or he got killed and the urge to apologize is strong.

Jaxion is on a conflicted feeling as he studies Good's face. What annoys him the most is of all people apologizing Good is the only one who doesn't look sorry at all.

After a while, maybe for five minutes, Good is staring at Jaxion without blinking. Like a child waiting to be acknowledged so that he can go back playing. Jaxion chuckles while rolling his eyes.

"Why am I this unlucky to meet you?."

"You get off the wrong floor." Good reminded him.

"So it's my fault?."

Good nods without hesitation.

I think I need to reflect on what I'm doing wrong with my life to fend off bad luck...

"But it's you who is annoying me the most." Jaxion accuses. Who needs to be mature when dealing with someone like Good?

"I'm not doing anything." Good denied.

"That's what's making it frustrating. When you do things not really on purpose but extremely exasperating." Jaxion sighed as he sat down on the once again organized bed.

"It's not my problem."

"See?! You are it again!." Jaxion pointed out.

But Good just tilted his head in wonder.

"Doing what?."

"Forget it! You had enough for dinner yet? I'm hungry." Jaxion refused to be pulled back into Good's word trap. He needs to be strong!

"No, I ate a snack... Dinner is not included."

Jaxion started at the annoyingly innocent face that should be left with trauma on how his life was put into danger.

But... No, he doesn't look affected at all. And he is more concerned about his dinner than his life.

"If only it's not me who takes you here with me, I already throw you out in the ocean." Jaxion shook his head and proceed to change into something that does not suit him. He doesn't care anymore if Good see him naked when the i***t doesn't even give a damn.

"I'm heavy." Good, refute. Instead of thinking about how the idea is absurd, he is more focused on the thought of Jaxion can carry him.

"Wanna see if I can carry you or not?." Jaxion's ego that has been bruised and battered repeatedly is once again put into a grinder.

Good blink his eyes without saying anything but that tickles Jaxion even more.

With one swift move, Jaxion picked up Good bridal style but with Good's lack of emotion as he gazed up at Jaxion's face like reading all he did wrong in his life... Ax felt his heartfelt stuff. Like suddenly it's hard to breathe. As his and Good's eyes stay connected.

"Stop staring at me!." Jaxion said when he can't stay on the staring contest.

"You have a mole in your face." Good said ignoring what he said or the fact that he is suspended in the air as he is still in Jaxion's arms.

Jaxion's face soured upon hearing that.

Am I the only one affected here??

Jaxion lifted Good a little higher before throwing him on the bed making Good bounce a few times.

"I told you, carrying you is easy peasy." Jaxion boasted. Trying to ignore the sudden feeling that he doesn't like at all.

"I never said you can't." Good replied while rolling around the bed like an i***t that he is.

"What are you doing?."

"Rolling."

"Why the f**k you are rolling around like some brat?."

"I don't know?."

Jaxion glared at Good who is lying on his stomach as if that way some miracle will happen and Good will do things according to what the universe expects him to be. "Go change, we are going to eat out."

"But I'm not dirty." Good reasoned out.

"I don't care, I told you to change so change."

"Why?."

"Because I said so."

"Why?."

"Don't ask just do it or I will change you up myself."

"Okay."

Jaxion paused from choosing what to wear when he heard Good's reply. "It's okay for you for me to change your clothes for you? You're not even going to protest?."

"Oh? Are you my mom?."

Jaxion thought a hammer was hit on his head hard as he is having a major headache right now. "Just go change and stop talking! You are giving me a migraine!."

"Are you going to pay?."

" Pay what?."

"The food."

"What do you think?."

"I'm poor," Good said right away.

"I know, with ten families to feed, a pregnant wife at home and a baby, did I miss anything else?." Jaxion said while rolling his eyes.

"Nope."

"So you're not gonna deny that?." Jaxion asked out of curiosity.

"No."

"Just what I thought so." Jaxion shook his head as he double checks his phone and wallet after changing from his business suit.

He almost had a heart attack when he turned to Good to check if he is done when the i***t just wears a yellow shirt and orange jogging pants that seriously hurt his eyes. "Are you trying to make the people you let blind?."

"No, I don't need extra eyes."

"That's not my point you dummy!." Jaxion snapped at the knucklehead as he goes choose an outfit for Good.

"Wear this instead." Jaxion puts the clothes that he chooses on top of Good's head as he checks his phone for messages while waiting.

Good obediently change into Jaxion's choice without complaint.

Their dinner went more smoothly than the previous meals that they had. Well, as Jaxion tried gripping himself tightly the peaceful his life gets.

That evening, the resort has bonfires set on the beach as the party is going on. Jaxion likes parties. He is a social drinker that enjoys alcoholic beverages once in a while.

But Good don't like parties. He doesn't like the noise, too much crowd, and loud music and he doesn't like arguments so, in the end, he was sitting beside Jaxion at the open-air bar of the resort.

Ladies clad with almost no this has been eyeing Jaxion like he is some juicy steak at the buffet table.

Jaxion who is talking with the night manager of the resort while sipping on his martini failed to notice that Good has been tasting the colorful drinks the bartender graciously offered him.

They've been out for a while. At eleven in the evening, Jaxion jolted in surprise when someone pokes him on his side. His eyes widened at Good's state as he is leaning at the bar with his cheek rested against his arm with a foreign but weird-looking smile on his lips as his finger keeps on poking his side.

"What did you give him?." Jaxion asked the bartender who paled at his serious voice.

"He wanted to taste everything, sir." The scare bartender stuttered.

"You seriously gave him everything you have!?."

"I'm sorry sir."

Jaxion ignores the bartender as he holds Good's hands that are busy checking if he explodes.

"We are going back." Jaxion decides.

Good shake his hands and point at the bartender. "I like the red one!." He demands.

"No! We are going back, now!." Jaxion held Good's waist and hoist him up from the barstool.

Good who had too many alcohols are having a hard time coordinating his steps making it harder for Jaxion.

Good giggles when he almost fell face-first on the sand if Jaxion's reflexes are not fast enough to catch him.

"You can't handle alcohol but you just drown yourself with it!." Jaxion wanted to smack himself in the head for not keeping track of Good.

Who even though he would drink like he is thirsty?

With difficulty, Jaxion manages to reach their room as Good keep on moving around.

He dropped the drunken i***t on the bed.

Good roll around before lying on his stomach then he stops moving. Jaxion is getting used to Good's antic is about to enter the bathroom and take a shower when Good sat up with hands covering his mouth.

Jaxion hurriedly helps him reach the bathroom before Good messes up the bed but they barely entered when Good puked all over Jaxion and himself without mercy.

Jaxion froze on the assault of could smell of alcohol and vomit that envelops him while Good lifelessly leaned against him.

Trying not to explode, Jaxion has no choice but to drag Good into the shower stall to wash both of them.

Cursing silently, Jaxion let the shower drench them while holding Good to stay standing.

"Sleepy." Good mumbled with closed eyes.

"Stay still!."

While gritting his teeth, Jaxion takes off the shirt that sticks on his body. He takes off Good's shirt next trying to shake off all negative thoughts for what he is doing. Taking a shower alone with a guy, not only that but bathing that guy is a bit too much.

Hurriedly, he finishes washing all filth from Good as he wrapped him with the white bathrobe that was hung by the staff earlier while he just pulled a towel from the rack then help Good to climb the bed. He left Good lying without moving as he changes into something he can sleep with.

He paused from drying his hair when he saw the bed empty. He heard groans from the other side and he wanted to slap his forehead seeing Good fall from the huge bed. Pulling him up once again he deposits the troublesome drunkard in the middle of the bed.

Jaxion tiredly settled beside Good as he questions his life as this past event that weirdly happening since he met Good is not normally something he tolerates.

When Jaxion close his eyes Good started tapping him repeatedly like puffing his pillow. Jaxion who is tired annoyingly seized both of Good's hands. "Stop it!."

Good opened his sleepy eyes and smile at Jaxion. "Noisy pillow."

Jaxion flicks Good's forehead.

I'm a pillow now?

"Sleep!." He commands not letting Good's arms but the i***t's feet move and wrapped it over his legs.

Jaxion sighed as he doesn't have the energy anymore letting Good used him as a body pillow.

Just one more night...

And he promises he will put his life back in order.