Chapter 2

" I love you Christian"

Christian had been replaying those words in his head since he had woke up. That's what Syed had said last night.

" Am I dreaming or is this actually happening ?" he thought, " can I hear water running ?"

The blinds were still closed blocking any invading light. As he became more aware of his surroundings the events of the previous night came flooding back to him.

" Promise me that when I wake up in the morning you're still going to be here."

" I promise" Syed Whispered.

A wave of sadness crashed over Christian as he realised that he was lying alone in his double bed.

" he promised" He mumbled.

At that exact moment Syed Masood entered the bedroom with nothing more than a towel wrapped around his waist. Still wet from the shower he glistened.

" who's this person promising things ?" Syed asked, a smile playing on his lips, "might have to confront them in a dark alley."

Christian was in shock. Syed had stayed. He had a shower. He was in a good mood.

After recovering form the realisation that Syed had kept his promise, Christian decided that he would play along with his question. He wrapped the bed sheet around his waist and stood up.

"Oh, let's see, he's tall, brown eyed, ridiculously good-looking, and fit, if I do say so myself," he winked, " and he goes by the name of Syed Masood."

Syed blushed, at the comment or Christian's lack of clothing, he wasn't sure.

"Why so shy?" laughed Christian, "Do you know him? I suppose he's hard to miss, really…nice ass."

Syed avoided these questions by pulling on a turquoise T-Shirt. He failed to notice Christian prowling over to him, he continued to look for his clothes, he vaguely remembered throwing them in the direction of the wardrobe last night, he felt a hand clamp around his bicep. He was pulled towards Christian in a second, their bodies completely in line with each others. For a few moments Syed stared at Christian with a look of determination, as if he was trying to escape from the steel grip, but finally he let out a long breath, closed his eyes and leaned forward so Christian and his own foreheads were touching.

" Christian?" said Syed.

"Yes Syed ? Christian mocked.

"I keep my promises." Syed announced.

"All of them ?" Christian questioned, remembering his own rant from the previous night.

"All of them." Syed repeated with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"I'm glad, maybe later if you….." Christian paused as he heard his phone ringing.

" Hello, who may I be speaking to on this fine morning ? " said Christian .

Syed rolled his eyes.

"Always the charmer" he mumbled.

That remark earned a wink from Christian, the wink that made his legs turn to jelly.

" Maybe another time Mark, but thanks for the gesture." Christian said down the phone.

He hung up and turned to Syed who was now leaning against the wardrobe, still wearing the towel and t-shirt, evidently he hadn't managed to find his other clothes.

"Mark ? " Syed said with a mixture of anger and hurt in his voice.

"Oh yeah, he's just this guy I met a few weeks ago. He just wanted to catch up, asked me out for a meal at Fargo's actually." Christian stated matter of factly.

" well are you going ?" Syed asked.

"why, you jealous again ?" Christian laughed, " don't worry I wasn't intending on going out with him, the more I looked at him the more he reminded me of Boy George, which is never good."

Syed breathed a sigh of relief and then a thought struck him. He had been brutally honest about his feelings about his feelings last night and that seemed to go well so he was going to give it another shot.

" of course I was jealous !" Syed exclaimed, " I get jealous when I see you talking to the milkman!"

" You're kind of hot when you're all protective ." Christian laughed.

Syed ignored this and continued to pour his heart out.

" I should be the one taking you to Fargo's," he continued, " I should be the one calling you at ridiculous hour in the morning to see how you are….."

Christian , who was still wrapped in his bed sheet, was once again shell shocked at Syed's words.

"…..because these are the kind of things your boyfriend should be doing." Syed said quietly.

At that moment Christian knew, knew that whatever happened in the future he was completely in love with this man.

" Well say something then." Syed mumbled as he walked carefully towards Christian.

Christian suddenly sprung to life.

"Syed ?" he asked.

" Yes Christian ?" Syed mocked.

" As your boyfriend I feel the need to express an opinion of mine." said Christian.

" As your boyfriend I urge you to express that opinion." Syed mimicked.

Christian bent his head towards Syed's ear and left a path of kisses from Syed's earlobe to the sensitive spot on his neck.

Syed let out a small moan.

"Ready for me to express my opinion?" Christian whispered.

"Always" Syed laughed.

Christian brought his mouth back up to Syed's ear.

" I think your wearing too many clothes." Christian murmured seductively.

" Fair assumption," Syed said removing his shirt as he spoke, "shame I can't say the same for you."

"What ?!" Christian asked with a perplexed look on his face.

With a swift manoeuvre of his hand Syed had snatched Christian's bed sheet away from him.

" Oh we're playing it like that are we ?" Christian asked.

" We most certainly are." Syed said casually.

At that moment Christian attempted to pounce on his boyfriend but Syed was too quick. He had jumped on the bed and was leaning against the headboard.

" Too fast for you, can't keep up ?" Syed questioned.

" Oh you know that's not true Sy." Christian said huskily as he pulled Syed down onto the bed.

This time Syed didn't struggle, he did the opposite in fact. He straddled Christian, as he had the night before and kissed him softly. He was fully aware that Christian's hands were trying relentlessly to free him of the bath towel he was still wearing, but he just smiled into the kiss and lay on the bed pulling a grinning Christian with him.