Chapter Six

“Hey Simon, what happened to Hans? What did you do?” Elliot asked him. 

“I just helped him open his can of beer. Is that wrong?”

Dylan hissed. “I don’t really understand you. It’s been years but you still don’t get it, you dummy.  Did you forget that Hans hates it when somebody helps him do a simple task?”

Simon rested his forehead on his palm, “He seemed to be struggling so I just helped. Now I need to apologize for helping him. Great.” His tone was a little sarcastic, but with a hint of obvious frustration.

“Then go ahead,” Elliot smiled as he responded, “He'll be at your room. “

“My room?”

“Uhuh. You and Hans... You guys are sharing the same room as usual. Just like when we were younger. We’re too many and there’s a limited number of usable rooms in this guesthouse. Lee said some of them are still under renovation so it can’t be used.”

Simon seemed to be surprised and his heart almost skipped a beat. 

“In one...  room?”

Dylan nodded, “Yup. Why? Is there a problem with the arrangement? You have always roomed with him, right?”

“I have no problem with it. Don't worry... “Simon said with a smile, “I guess I need to go. I still have to say sorry to him. “

Simon just grinned, and stood up from his seat. He then heaved a deep breath as he walked the hallway and approached the room that has his name labelled on it. Underneath his name, Hans was there, so he managed to confirm that he is going to be rooming with his closest friend.

He entered the room and his vision caught Hans's image, drinking some beer while a pair of earphones are stuck in his ears. His body was resting on the headboard of the bed while he was reading a comic book. Simon sat beside Hans who was trying his best to ignore him. 

Just then, Simon harshly removed the earphones from Hans's ear. 

“What are you –”

“I'm sorry about what I did a while ago...” Simon immediately interrupted him.

Hans fell silent. He sighed and gulped some beer from his can. 

“You know that I hate it when you guys help me with simple tasks... And you just never learn. What do you think of me, a weakling?” Hans said coldly. 

Simon rested his head on Hans's shoulders. 

“Then I’m sorry...  I’m really sorry...”

Hans removed the younger guy's head on his shoulder and hissed. He looked at Simon and laughed. 

“Damn it…” Hans whispered peevishly, “What can I do? You’re just hard to ignore and I always end up forgiving you...  And I’m going to do it again today... “

Simon hopped off the bed and sighed, “Alright...  Now we're in good terms again…” He found his bag of clothes near the window and collected some pieces of clothing. He realized that Elliot or Dylan must have brought his things in, since Lee immediately dragged him away from the boat he used to go there once he arrived. “Uh Hans...  Are you going to take a bath?”

“Yup. Why? You're going to have your bath, too?”

“Yeah. But you can go first. “

“No. You go first. I can wait.” Hans collected some clothes from his own bag and a toothbrush. In his hands is a sleeveless shirt, a boxer, and a pyjama. When he laid those on the bed, Simon immediately inspected it. 

“You use boxers, Hans? That’s weird.”

Hans pushed him towards the bathroom door but they suddenly stopped because Simon held the doorknob. 

“Why would it be weird?” Hans asked, looking puzzled.

“You always said you aren’t comfortable in these… You always told me that when we were in college.”

“Well, people can change preferences, right?”

Hans then hissed while smirking and he went inside the bathroom with his toothbrush. As he closed the door, Simon went back to the room to get his clothes and simply took hold of Hans' boxers. 

Just then, Simon heard him shout. 

“Simon, don’t even think of hiding my boxers! I’m going to use that! You asshole! “

Simon held his laughter as he laid the boxer shorts on top of the bed and focused his vision on Hans' physique which is slightly seen through the frosted glass door of the bathroom. 

Simon smiled slyly, “It would be better if you don't wear anything and stay naked... “

When Simon entered the bathroom, Hans was brushing his teeth at the sink in front of a large mirror. He looked so sleepy and bored that Simon can't help looking at him. 

“Hey...  Why are you looking at me?”

“Nothing...  I just thought that you look tired. “

“Nah. I’m just sleepy. And you, you'd better take your bath or else I’m going to go ahead of you! “

Simon smiled and entered the bathroom and closed the door immediately. He took all his garments off and started washing his body. While the cold water from the shower hits his skin, he peeked through the door and watched Hans brush his teeth. 

Simon's lustful eyes started viewing Hans' body from head to toe. His brown hair, female-like features, seductive body language and his oozing sex appeal made Simon's heart beat even faster. His eyes settled on Hans's member between his thighs that became even more visible because of his skin-tight pants. Simon felt his own member between his legs grow harder and shockingly erect. 

He wants Hans to sleep with him. Specifically, he wanted to fuck him hard.

Ever since they were younger, he has always been attracted towards his friend. And even though they graduated and went with their lives, his feelings stayed, and even grew despite the distance and the lack of time they spent together.

Simon knew he only liked guys, and he kind of expressed that towards his friends. But he thinks that they didn’t take him seriously when he told them he doesn’t like to date women. But in a way, he felt reassured that his friends will accept him no matter what. After all, his pals are not judgemental and are definitely not homophobes.

For years, Simon fantasized of being with Hans. But he just couldn’t act on his desires because he is terrified and he is not confident. But now that he has the chance, he knew he should not let this pass. He bit his lower lip as he gazed at the wonderful silhouette on the frosted glass. He wants Hans to be his.

‘You're going to be mine tonight...’ Simon thought as he continued taking a bath.