Jay's POV
Pain.
That was the first thing I felt when I woke up still eye's half closed!
Not emotional pain.
Not dramatic heartbreak pain.
No.
This was the kind of pain where your head feels like someone hosted a rock concert inside your skull.
The sunlight streamed through the curtains, illuminating my room in a harsh, unforgiving glow. I groaned and rolled over, burying my face in the pillow. The pounding in my head felt like a marching band was playing inside my skull. I could barely remember anything from last night, but I knew it must have been a wild ride.
As I gingerly sat up, I felt like I had been hit by a truck.
"Okay," I said to myself weakly. "Maybe sitting up was a terrible decision."
My mouth was dry, and the taste lingering there was anything but pleasant. I stumbled to the bathroom, hoping a splash of cold water would help clear the fog in my brain.
I leaned over the sink, splashing water on my face and trying to wake myself up.
The mirror greeted me with the image of a girl who looked like she had lost a war.
Messy hair.
Half-closed eyes.
And a headache that deserved its own villain name.
I splashed cold water on my face.
"Get yourself together, Jay," I muttered.
Then I looked up again.
And froze.
My brain went completely blank.
Because there was something on my neck...
A small bluish mark.
Right there.
Very visible.
Very suspicious.
As I leaned more closer it became vivid to my eyes as well as my Brain—a bluish hickey mark glaring back at me like a neon sign of embarrassment.
My brain went completely blank.
"...No."
I leaned more closer to the mirror just to confirm it again and again..
The mark didn't disappear.
"...NO."
I touched it.
It was real.
A hickey.
A very obvious hickey.
"What the hell?" I whispered, running my fingers over the mark. My mind raced back to last night....
The club.
Kiefer grabbing my wrist.
The argument.
His voice near my ear.
His lips brushing my neck—
My face exploded into flames.
"Oh my god."
I slapped my hands over my face.
"That idiot!"
I grabbed the sink dramatically.
"He bit me!"
Well... technically not exactly bit.
But still.
Unacceptable behavior.
.... the memories hit me like a freight train. Kiefer had kissed me. I felt a mix of panic and disbelief. How could I have let that happen? What would happen now?
I cursed under my breath. "mark Kiefer Watson, you absolute idiot!..you asshole...king of ulupongs....gago...fucker...you son of a bitch...bullshit..Dumbass,...dick-head..Damn man ...fuck!!!!"
I needed to hide this.
"Okay," I told myself. "Damage control."
Step one.
Hide the evidence.
Step two.
Pretend nothing happened.
Step three.
Kill Kiefer Watson later.
I quickly rummaged through my drawer, looking for a high-collared shirt that could cover the evidence.....
Twenty minutes later I stood in front of the mirror again.
Now wearing my Jayden disguise.
Loose shirt.
Jacket.
Hair tied differently.
Hat.
Scarf.
Yes.
A scarf.
In summer.
Totally normal.
No one would question it.
Definitely not suspicious.
I nodded proudly at my reflection.
"Perfect."
Before I could settle further my phone buzzed...it was none other than that fucking animal Watson who likes to bit around people or specifically.....one and only me ...
💌Kiefer:Good morning, sunshine. ☀️.....How are you feeling?
I stared at the screen.
My eye twitched.
"You caused this," I muttered angrily, glaring at my reflection in the mirror.
I typed furiously.
💌Jay:...Your morning is NOT good, asshole.
Three seconds later—
💌Kiefer:...Interesting response.....Did something happen? 🥺🥺
I gasped.
"What the actual fuck?!"
And what's with the puppy emojis?
It's like I'm the one responsible for the hickey.
"Oh you evil little—"
I typed again.
💌Jay:...Nothing happened.
His reply came instantly.
💌Kiefer:..Really? 🤭
💌Jay:YES. 🙏😠
Pause.
Then another message appeared
💌Kiefer:..You should check your neck. 🌚❤️
My entire soul left my body.
He knew.
HE KNEW.
I slowly looked at the mirror again.
The bluish mark was still there.
Mocking me.
"You are dead," I told my reflection darkly.
Then I grabbed my phone again and typed.
💌Jay:..I hope you step on a Lego today.....Actually no.....
I continued typing.
💌Jay:...I hope you step on MULTIPLE Legos.....Barefoot...And when you go to the bathroom, I hope you realize there's no toilet paper...And when you walk outside, I hope a pigeon poops directly on your head.....Better yet—.....An entire flock of pigeons.
There was a pause.
Then Kiefer replied immediately.
💌Kiefer:...Sunshine... that's not very nice. 🥺.....I thought you'd reward me with another kiss for my excellent performance last night.....This hurts. 😭😭🤧🤧😭
My jaw dropped.
The audacity.
💌Jay:..NEITHER IS THIS.😡
I glanced at the mirror again.
The mark looked even darker now.
Like it was proud of itself.
I almost took a photo of it.
My finger hovered over the camera button.
Then I stopped.
Absolutely not.
Sending him proof would be like giving a criminal evidence of his own crime.
And worse—
He would enjoy it way too much.
Before I could rethink it, another message appeared.
💌Kiefer:...You know... if you miss me that much, you can just say it. 😌
I nearly threw my phone across the bathroom.
💌Jay:....I don't miss you...you idiot...when did I say I miss you...
💌Kiefer:That's strange.
💌Jay:Why?
💌Kiefer:...Because you're texting me at 7:12 AM with murder threats....That's usually a sign of affection.🤧🥺🥰
My eye twitched again.
💌Jay:Those are not affection messages....Those are warnings.
💌Kiefer: ..So violent this morning....Must be the hangover.
I froze.
Wait.
How did he—
Another message appeared.
💌Kiefer:...Drink some water, sunshine.....Your tolerance is terrible.
I stared at the phone like it had personally betrayed me.
Then another message popped up.
💌Kiefer:...Also...
Pause.
Then—
💌Kiefer:....The mark looks good on you. 😏
My soul left my body again....I nearly threw my phone but realising it's price is more than that fucking keifer's...I rejected that idea....
He wasn't even here, and he was still managing to make my life miserable.
I slowly typed one final message.
💌Jay: I am going to bury you alive.
His reply came instantly.
💌Kiefer: Romantic.....But if you're planning murder, at least let me kiss you one last time...🙂😚
Then another message appeared.
💌Kiefer:....don't hide it okay? ...it will make everyone know that you belong to someone.....🤭😌
Trust me.
I stared at the phone.
Then at the mirror.
Then back at the phone.
"...I hate him," I muttered.
As I headed to school, I tried to focus on the day ahead.
Mission objective: survive the day.
Step 1: avoid Kiefer.
Step 2: avoid Kiefer.
Step 3: avoid Kiefer.
Simple.
Easy.
Perfect plan.
I'd disguise myself as Jayden, the boy who had nothing to worry about—except for the fact that I had a hickey because I kissed my childhood best friend. No big deal!
Kiefer's POV
I arrived at school, feeling surprisingly chipper despite the chaos of today's morning...The hangover had worn off, and now I was ready to face whatever Jay had in store for me.... after our sweet conversation....I walked into the classroom, scanning the room for her.
I spotted Jay approaching, looking a little off. ... wearing a scarf and baggy clothes...There was something in the way she walked—a slight hesitance, as if she was bracing herself for something. I couldn't help but smirk. Did she think she could hide her embarrassment from me?
"Good morning, Jayden!" I called out cheerfully.
She shot me a glare that could rival a thousand suns. "Don't start, Kiefer."
I leaned closer, feigning innocence. "Start what?"
"Whatever you're planning," she said, crossing her arms. "I can already tell you're up to something."
"Me? Up to something? Never," I replied, a grin creeping onto my face.
As Jay reached the desk, I couldn't help but compliment about her outfit—. "Nice outfit choice," I teased. "Keeping it casual today?"
"Very funny," she shot back, rolling her eyes. "I just didn't feel like dressing up."
"Oh, come on. I thought maybe you were trying to impress someone," I quipped, knowing full well who that someone was.
"Impress? Please. I'm just trying to survive today without a hangover," she replied, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Survive? Or recover from something?" I leaned in, a mischievous glint in my eye.
She shot me a look that promised death. "Shut up, Kiefer."
My eyes went to her scarf again...My lips curved slightly.....
The memory of leaving that little mark on her neck was extremely satisfying.
But to tease her more ..I said making the best innocent look possible...
"jayden Why are you wearing a scarf?"
Her brain panicked....
"Fashion."
"In summer?"
"Yes."
"In thirty-degree weather?"
"I'm... cold."
The entire class turned to look at us... laughing like it was a comedy show which technically was...
I crossed my arms dramatically to add extra seasoning to my drama....
"You're cold."
"Yes."
I stepped closer.
Way too close.
"Take it off."
"NO."
She coughed awkwardly.
"I mean... no thank you."
My eyes narrowed.
Then suddenly—
I leaned closer.
And whispered near her ear.
"Are you hiding something?"
Her heart nearly exploded...
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No!"
My smile widened slowly....
Then I said loudly—
"You know what's interesting?"
Her eye twitched....as if already expecting the answer...
"What."
"Hickeys."
The entire class went silent.
She froze.
"You see," I continued thoughtfully, "some people get them when they go to clubs."
She glared at me...
Violently.
"If someone had a hickey," I continued dramatically, "they might try to hide it."
Her fists clenched.
The class started whispering.
Kiefer leaned closer.
"And maybe... that someone is wearing a scarf today."
She hissed and said way too faster..." What the fuck are you talking about?!!!! What ....what hickey!!!!!???? I don't have any hickey.....I ...I am just feeling cold!!!"
I leaned back in my chair, enjoying the banter. "Alright, alright. But I'm just saying, people can cover hickey better with scarf and I am not saying that you have one or your some childhood friend has given it you you ....or you might have one...."
Jay's eyes widened, and she quickly turned her head away. "I don't know what you're talking about.....i don't have any childhood friend..."
"Really? But ....it looks like you're trying to hide something." I leaned in closer, relishing the moment.
"Stop it!" she hissed, her cheeks turning red. "I'll kick you!"
"Kick me? Please. You'd have to catch me first," I taunted, standing up and stretching.
She glared at me, but there was a hint of a smile at the corner of her lips. "I hate you."
"Love you too ....as... bestfriend.....!" I shot back, relishing in the playful exchange.
Jay's POV
Kiefer was relentless. I could feel the heat creeping into my cheeks as I tried to focus on anything but the hickey on my neck. Why did I ever think I could pull this off?
As the morning went on, I tried to dodge Kiefer's questions, but he was like a bloodhound on the scent. He was relentless in his teasing, and every time he brought up the hickey, I felt my heart race....why is he so interested in my hickey suddenly...and what's with having a hickey?!!!!
"Jayden," he said casually during lunch, leaning over the table. "You should really consider wearing something that covers your neck better."
I shot him a look. "You don't know what you're talking about....and I don't need to cover anything..."
"Sure you do. I'm just looking out for you,..as ...you have cold....why are you so much heated today ??" he replied with that infuriating smirk.
"Right. Looking out for me," I muttered, rolling my eyes.
"Absolutely. I wouldn't want anyone to see that hickey,....I mean see you coughing..." he said, lowering his voice dramatically....
My heart raced again. "please Kiefer....for god's sake can you get out from that imaginary hickey on my neck ..... you used to get irritated by me ..why are you clinging to me now ?? ."
He leaned in closer, eyes glinting with mischief. " Well ...I suddenly realised..that .....I don't really hate that you annoy me .... actually I really like it .. especially when you call me BABY BOY( voice husky whisper) ...you have no idea what that does to me ....trust me ...my member gets really hard when you call me that ..."🌚🌚❤️
My face turned red ....my brain stopped functioning...what the fuck is wrong with keifer Watson,..is he really becoming gay?!!!!...
I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "You're impossible."
"Just trying to help," he said, laughter in his voice. ...
I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. "I'll be fine. ..if you don't help..rather it will be a pleasure to me...Just let it go."
"Nope. Not happening. I'm enjoying this way too much," he replied, leaning back in his chair, a satisfied grin plastered on his face.
Kiefer's POV
Jay was flustered, and I couldn't help but enjoy it. I was on a mission to get to the bottom of this and I wasn't stopping anytime soon.
"Listen, Jayden...," I said, lowering my voice. "If you have a hickey, it's cool. But I need to know."
She glared at me, crossing her arms. "Why do you care so much?....and I already told you countless times today ....that I am feeling cold...where did you get that stupid idea of hickey by the way ?!!!"
"Because I'm your best friend. ...I know when you are lying and especially ( smrinking )I care about your happiness," I replied, my tone serious.
She looked taken aback for a moment before her defenses went back up. "Well, I don't need your protection, Kiefer....and what do you mean by hickey equals to happiness..."
"Maybe not, but I'm still going to look out for you. Just like I always have," I said ...and you know what..." If any one gives you a very rough hickey that means ( eyes dropping to her lips ) they must be very good in bed too... on making their partner's moan their name uncontrollably...." 🌚❤️
Her eyes widened, and I could see the color rising in her cheeks. She blinked a few times, clearly taken aback by my boldness. "Kiefer! That's... that's not...!"
"Not what?" I teased, leaning in a little closer. "You're telling me you don't want someone who knows how to make you feel good?"
Her face flushed a deeper shade of crimson, and she stammered, "I—uh, I mean...I am a boy ...and I ....I mean ...I ...it's my duty to make my partner...ugh....what the HELL I AM TELLING?!!!! How come I have become SO DIRTY MINDED!!!!!"
"Just admit it," I pressed playfully, enjoying the way her cheeks turned pinker. "You want someone who knows how to make you feel special...because you are a ...great shy boy ..."
For a brief moment, something flickered in her eyes. ....her ears turned bright red while her eyes seemed like her brain has officially taken leave from everything.....But then she shook her head.... trying to hide the blush ...."you know what you are insufferable...shameless ....You're annoying.....you are becoming gay .....you ...you must contact doctor...no psychologist..."
"I know," I replied, a grin spreading across my face again.
But then the lunch bell rang, signaling the end of our brief respite. As we gathered our things to head to class, I couldn't shake the growing urge in me to make her moan my name in my bed while I am top on her ...both naked in front of each other....and her little pussy wet enough to take my large length.....🌚❤️
Jay's POV
Shameless.... shameless of shameless... that's what I can say about keifer Watson...
As we filed into the classroom, I felt Kiefer's eyes on me. The entire day felt like it was dragging on, and all I could think about was the hickey and what Kiefer might say if he found out the truth.
"Hey, Jayden!" Kiefer called from across the room.
I froze....not again....
"Do you need an extra hickey cover ....i mean your neck cover as you are suffering from cold...?" he teased, a wide grin on his face.
My cheeks burned. "Shut up, Kiefer!"
The rest of Section E erupted in laughter, and I could feel the humiliation wash over me. I had to come up with a plan. I couldn't let this drag on any longer.
As the teacher started the lesson, I knew I had to act fast. I couldn't let Kiefer uncover my secret. The stakes were too high, and I couldn't risk our friendship—or worse, losing him altogether.
But how?
I felt a sudden determination solidify within me. I'd figure it out. I'd keep pretending to be Jayden until I was ready to reveal the truth.
And as for Kiefer?
Well, I'd just have to keep him guessing....
You shameless handsome animal....I muttered....KEEP ON GUESSING!!!!
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Hello sweetie's,
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