The Blue Eyes

The atmosphere at night was so quiet, even the roar of the vehicle couldn't be heard. The sound of nocturnal animals couldn't be caught either. It was an urban area, so not many nocturnal animals were happy to live here.

It was midnight, the time for the humans to rest after a long and tiring day. But, for some people, being able to sleep immediately after positioning themselves on the bed wasn't an easy matter. They called it insomnia, a sleep disorder that caused sufferers to have difficulty sleeping or not getting enough sleep.

During the twenty-seven years of his life, not once did Kevin experience this sleep disorder called insomnia. He could always go to the dreamland immediately after lying down on the bed. He often worked late until midnight or even until dawn, but he would definitely fall asleep right away after returning home and sprawling down on his soft mattress.

Tonight was different. Even though he didn't sleep last night, he still didn't feel sleepy at all. Maybe it was his mind that couldn't stop working that kept him awake until this moment. It felt like his body was tired, but his brain wouldn't stop working that it kept him awake.

The young scientist's reverie was shattered when his sharp ears caught a knock on the door of his room. Now, he was back living at his foster parents' house after he found out that his biological parents were still alive. He felt reluctant to stay at his biological parents' house after learning all the bullshit, so he forced Kris to move back to his foster parents' house.

Ah, yes, Kris. He only lived alone with Kris in that house, so surely the one who knocked on the door was the taller man. Kris had gone somewhere since earlier, and only now did the young werewolf show signs of his presence.

Kevin smiled happily as he immediately got up from the soft bed. The man, who was currently wearing navy blue pajamas, quickly walked towards the door, then slowly opened the wooden door. He instantly froze after seeing the figure in front of the door.

In front of the door stood a tall creature with a pair of bright red eyes. Kevin reflexively took a step back while his eyes continued to stare at the still figure in front of him. The expression on the figure's face was so cold. His bloody eyes stared piercingly at Kevin as if he were stabbing into the young scientist's soul.

"Happy Birthday."

Those two words were uttered by the figure who was still standing in front of Kevin's door.

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, then he kicked the tall figure right on the shin. "Are you planning to kill me?" He asked the figure in front of him furiously.

Instead of feeling pain from Kevin's kick, the figure laughed softly. The color of his crimson eyes changed back to dark brown. "You can detect my scents, right? You shouldn't be surprised when you saw me like that earlier," the figure responded to Kevin's question casually.

"Not surprised your ass!" Kevin rarely swore, but once he did, he sounded very harsh. "You suddenly appeared in front of me with your red eyes. I thought you lost control of your power! I was shocked to death, Kris!"

Yes, the figure who had surprised Kevin was none other than his lover.

"It's two minutes past midnight now, so you officially turn 27. I'm just trying to give you a birthday surprise. Don't humans usually do this?"

Kevin glared in annoyance without intending to reply to Kris's words. He then turned around and walked toward the bed. The birthday man then dropped his body in a prone position on the mattress.

Kris chuckled at Kevin's behavior that looked like a child, and then he entered the scientist's room, not forgetting to close the door of Kevin's room again. The young werewolf then sat on the edge of Kevin's bed, observing the scientist, who was still on his stomach while closing his eyes. Kris knew that the black-haired man was not sleeping, though.

"Let's have a drink together tonight."

One invitation that came out of Kris's thin lips made Kevin re-open his eyes, then his eyes directed to the two cans of beer on the taller man's hands. "Humans usually celebrate birthdays with birthday cakes, not beer." He then sat on his bed with his legs crossed.

Kris just shrugged and replied, "I know you can't sleep tonight, so I brought you beers on purpose. After getting drunk, you usually fell asleep. Am I not very solutive?"

Kevin was at a loss for words to hear his lover's explanation. The handsome werewolf sometimes could be so weird and dumb, just like tonight.

Kris was ridiculous, but Kevin still grabbed a beer can from Kris's hand and gazed at the beer can closely. "You should've brought me wine if you wanted to get me drunk. It's more classy," said the young scientist.

"Why should I bring you an expensive drink when the effect on you will only be the same as what this cheap drink gives you?"

Again, Kevin was speechless. Holding back his anger, the fair-skinned man opened the lid of his beer can, then took a sip of the alcoholic liquid.

Kris just silently watched his lover enjoying his beer.

"Kris," Kevin suddenly called out to him as his wistful eyes staring intently at his brownish eyes. "Do you really know who Blue's parents are?"

Kris paused for a moment before nodding his head. "I knew about it from the start. That's why I was determined to look after Blue and tried to protect her with all my might."

"Blue hated you from the start, though," Kevin quickly responded. "Blue is a very sensitive girl. It seems that she is sensitive to people who have bad intentions for her. Are you sure you never had bad intentions for her?"

Kris was a little bewildered hearing Kevin's question. "I never had bad intentions for Blue." The caramel-haired man insisted on denying Kevin's accusations. "But, I think I know why Blue could have a bad feeling about me. I'll tell you about everything once the situation's conducive. I promise."

Kevin scowled at Kris. Again, his lover was hiding a secret from him. But, Kevin seemed to have gotten used to it, so he only nodded in response. The handsome man went back to enjoying the beer in his hand, sipping the contents until they run out, even turning the can upside down to prove that it had indeed been used up.

"Give me one more can," Kevin pleaded as his eyes began to target on a can of beer in Kris' hand.

"You're getting drunk. You better sleep now." Kris put a can of beer that was still intact on the nightstand, then began to lay Kevin's body on the bed.

Kevin's body was perfectly laid back, and he intended to stand upright again. But, to his surprise, Kevin's two hands suddenly wrapped around his neck, preventing him from moving.

Their eyes looked at each other, channeling the feelings stored in each other's chests. There may be words that were not spoken, and the words were radiating through each other's optics.

Suddenly, Kevin pulled Kris's neck down so that Kris's face was getting closer to his. And, after their faces were only inches apart, Kevin lifted his head slightly so that their lips met in a sweet kiss.

Kevin's thin lips tasted like beer. It wasn't strange because the young scientist had just sipped a can of beer a few minutes ago. Kris greedily took a sip of the soft lips, and he seemed to be getting drunk as well.

He was getting consumed by lust and he wanted more until finally, his lips moved erratically and started crushing Kevin's thin lips. It was no longer a chaste kiss, but a kiss full of lust. Both Kris and Kevin were consumed by desire.

Kevin's hands moved up to reach Kris's caramel locks, fondling it with his hands sensually, making the owner's libido rose even higher. The scientist started moaning sexily when his lover's lips left his lips and were now exploring his slender neck. The lips kissed, licked, and bit, making the owner of the neck groan and tremble in euphoria.

Kris's big hands didn't stay still either. His right hand began to unbutton the scientist's pajama, making Kevin's smooth skin inch by inch open and ready to pamper his lover's hungry eyes. After all the buttons were open, his right hand gently stroked Kevin's broad chest, making the owner tremble even more.

Kris suddenly stopped all movement and lifted his head that had been engrossed in Kevin's neckline. His cloudy eyes looked at Kevin's eyes, which were as hazy as his. Their breaths were gasping, their faces were red, and their lust was soaring.

"Can I have you tonight, Kev?"

The question was asked in a hoarse and sexy voice, making Kevin's blood increasingly rippled, filled with lust and a natural need for a part of his body that was now starting to harden. Without hesitation, the young scientist nodded his head in response.

After seeing Kevin's non-verbal answer, Kris just continued staring at the other man and still not moving an inch even he already got a green light.

The person beneath him moved his right hand to touch his left cheek. "Why? You're not manly enough to take my virginity?" The man teased him. "Or... It's you who no longer virgin so you don't want to do it with an inexperienced guy like me?"

The tall werewolf grabbed the hand on his left cheek. He brought the hand closer to his lips and gave it a wet kiss. "I just don't want to hurt you," the caramel-haired man reasoned. "That's not an easy thing to do between men, especially if we're still virgins."

"Do you really a virgin, Kris?" The scientist asked him a different question without responding to his statement.

"Some time ago, you asked me about my human friend in my childhood, right? You asked me if they're my first love, right? Yes, he's my first love, and he's you. I've waited for you for seventeen years, and I don't want anyone but you."

Kevin was stunned by Kris's confession. He remembered their conversation about Kris's human friend that ended with Kris's yell. Now, he knew why Kris didn't tell him the truth back then.

Kevin was Kris's human friend. Kevin was Kris's first love. The fact warmed his heart.

The scientist smiled and elevated his head to peck Kris's sexy lips. "Open the top drawer in the bedside table. You will find something good there."

The young werewolf frowned at Kevin's word. He looked perplexed and couldn't guess what's on his lover's mind. But, Kevin signaled him to do what he said, and he didn't have any other choice other than to comply.

The taller man then got up from the bed and walked to the bedside table. He opened the top drawer, and his eyes widened. What the hell was his lover thinking?