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“engkau kenapa ni, keem? tak pernah tengok muka aku ke?”
hakeem snapped out of his trance upon hearing kahar’s voice. it looks like he’s been caught staring at the latter again. he gave the other a shy smile as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt. “takde apa la. aku suka tengok tahi lalat kau je.”
they just finished class for the day and are now readying to have the evening for themselves. the other kids in the dorm went out for a smoke, leaving the kapla with his interim. hakeem is sitting on kahar’s bed, school uniform still intact. he’s too lazy to change clothes, he’ll figure to do it later.
the latter on the other hand, already went on to undress. he hates staying in the uniform for too long; it felt stuffy and bothersome.
kahar rolled his eyes as a reply. he threw his white tank top to hakeem’s face, making the other yelp. “banyak cekadak kau. ingat muka ni free ke nak tengok lama-lama?” he joked before taking a seat next to the now lying hakeem on his bed. it was hot that day, kahar didn’t feel like wearing anything on his body. he decided to leave his school pants on.
although most of the time, kahar would’ve just thought his jean shorts were enough; and hakeem thought so too.
the latter shot him a dirty look and turned to face him, now sitting criss-cross on the bed. “alah, nak cuci mata pun tak boleh.” he puffed his cheeks to annoy kahar again, making the other ruffled his hair to reiterate. he lets out a low chuckle, nudging hakeem’s face to his. “ha ye lah. tengok puas-puas muka aku ni.”
the both of them laughed as hakeem struggled to push himself away from the latter. he stuck his tongue out to protest, his hands now folded on his chest. hakeem’s vision then trailed to kahar’s body; from his sharp collarbones to his big chest and down to his toned abs.
he gulped.
as kahar was busy on his phone, hakeem let his mind wander off for a while. he wondered; how many beauty marks does kahar have? is there one of his back? on his ass maybe? perhaps one or two on his thighs? hell, hakeem wanted to know!
he let his imagination run wild.
“ahh, seksi betul.”
hakeem slapped his mouth shut immediately. kahar shot him with another weird look. he put his phone aside and grabbed the latter’s jaw, forcing hakeem to face him. he pounced on top of hakeem, planning to tower above the latter and immediately locking him underneath his presence.
“apa yang engkau syok sangat tu, keem? cuba share kat aku.” kahar teased as he watched the other squirm beneath his touch. the tip of hakeem’s nose went pink very quickly, painting the rest of his face rosy.
it fueled kahar’s ego even more.
“aku just terfikir berapa banyak tahi lalat kat badan kau je,” hakeem defended himself, hands gripping kahar’s shoulders. he let his eyes travel down to the other’s waist unconsciously, making kahar licked his lips; clearly interested in where this is going.
“apa kata kau find out sendiri?”
hakeem’s eyes widened as he heard kahar unbuckled his belt.
“KEJAP—”