Author's note: Part 21/??
Third was beyond nervous, checking the time. Khai would knock on the door any minute. Though he was dressed and his hair was neatly styled, he didn't think it was good enough. He again studied his appearance in front of the mirror when the doorbell rang. Khai was precisely on time. Third shuffled to the entrance, taking a deep breath to calm himself down before opening.
He wasn't prepared for the sight. Khai's longer hair was styled to show off his forehead and handsome face. The white shirt under the leather jacket was opened just enough to let anyone see Khai's well-defined chest, and the black pants perfectly highlighted his long legs. Third, gulped down an invisible saliva. Khai was too good-looking that he could easily pass as a model.
After drooling over his soon-hopefully boyfriend, Third realized Khai was staring at him too. He squirmed under the piercing gaze. Third could see the wheels in Khai's brand turning, and he could only hope it was because he looked good.
"Fuck." Khai cursed, and Third had to bite his lip to prevent himself from feeling disappointed.
"Is that the sweater I bought you?"
Third, nodded slowly, not trusting his voice.
"I knew you would look stunning in it," Khai commented.
"And these shorts? God, you look so tasty in them." He licked his lips.
"Thank you." Third wasn't sure how to react. His cheeks were burning, and they were likely as red as he imagined them.
"You are perfect." Khai stretched his arm, pulling Third closer.
"Can I kiss you?" He whispered. Third, know he should refuse. Khai was supposed to work for his heart. But a little kiss won't hurt, and so he nodded.