The reset was done and Millard was tired from the day. Not just because of his chores and studies, but because of thinking about what people had told him the entire day. He walked up the stairs and even skipped Horace's movie. Probably something with me and Hugh again.
Millard walked pass Hugh bedroom just as Fiona walked out.
"Oh, hi Millard." She said looking down.
"Is Hugh doing alright?" Millard asked
"He's fine." She said.
"What's with the long face?"
"I think Hugh rather see you instead of me."
Millard's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
"You got in a fight with him yesterday am I wrong?" Fiona exclaimed, "He's not being nice to me and he doesn't even want me to mention your name."
"You still lost me there." Millard said.
"Just talk with him." Fiona said grabbing both of Millard's wrist, "I beg you! Whatever fight you two had, please make up for it. I'll tell Miss Peregrine that you've came to take my place for the night."
Fiona then turned and left. Millard stood outside of Hugh's door. His heart begins to beat faster. It was a choice for him. Whether to give an answer to his confession. One wrong word then it was over for Millard.
"Hugh?" Millard opened the door and walked in.
Hugh was on his bed breathing heavily. Millard walked close and sat at the edge of the bed.
"Hugh?" Millard said, "I had some thoughts today and asked some people and I want to tell you my answer…"
Millard took a deep breath. "I don't know if I love you or not."
Suddenly, Millard felt Hugh's hand snatch on his wrist. Millard jumped but Hugh grabbed hold of his other wrist and pinned him on the bed. Bees flew out of his mouth with an angry swarm. But none stung Millard to his surprise.
"REALLY!?" Hugh yelled, "Is that really your answer to my confession?"
Millard didn't move. Hugh eyes were wet and bees continued to fly out of his mouth.
"You really have no idea if you love me or not? What kind of answer is that?" Hugh voice got soft, "You have any idea what I feel every day when I play with you in my free time?"
Tears began to fall on Millard's face.
"I teased you but I never stung you remember?" Hugh said, "You would always think I was playing dirty but I love the voice you would yell at me for attracting bees in your sight."
Hugh lifted Millard's chin. "I prefer you just invisible so no one would hear the tempting words I want to say to you."
"I'm sorry Hugh," Millard said looking away, "I don't think it's a good idea to fall in love with-."
Hugh ignored Millard and kissed him on the lips to shut him up. Millard was surprised at how Hugh knew where his lips were. He suddenly felt a tongue slide into his mouth.
"Hugh wait!" Millard was cut off as Hugh forcefully kissed him.
Millard couldn't fight back. Hugh licked all over Millard's mouth. When they parted, Millard had saliva dripping down from his mouth.
"Hugh s-stop." Millard whimpered.
Hugh ignored Millard and began to pull off his clothes. He left behind the white shirt so he could still see where Millard's arms were.
"Hugh!" Millard said, "They could probably hear us."
"I told Fiona to keep other out of my room with my mad temper of pretending I had a fight with you."
Millard was mad yet also scared so all he could do was shiver underneath Hugh.
"But if you really can't hold you voice then bite on this," he said putting a belt in Millard's mouth, "So they won't hear us."
Millard, which Hugh didn't do anything yet, bit deep in the belt scared of what was going to happen next.
"Di-ft y-o ha-v a vever? (Didn't you have a fever?)" Millard mumbled his words…
"Fiona fixed it in the afternoon today," Hugh said, "But try to pay attention to this, would you?"
Hugh warm breathing got close to Millard's neck. Licking up Millard twitched and bit into the belt deeper. Hugh began to leave behind kiss marks up Millard neck. But it never mattered since Millard was invisible. One of Hugh's hand held down on Millard but his other hand caressed on Millard's chest. Millard felt the cold hand crawl around his body.
"Hu-gh -ah" Millard moaned out just as Hugh found where Millard's sweet spot was.
Millard started to sweat making a small clear image of a human figure. Hugh suddenly bit Millard's neck making him yelp behind the belt. Blood flowed down Millards neck as Hugh licked it off.
"You're not as sweet as nectar." Hugh said with a smile, "You're much more sweeter."
Millard whimpered, looking at Hugh, and Hugh suddenly realized what he had done. He looked away and let go of Millard's wrist.
"I'm sorry." Hugh looked away and sat at the edge of the bed.
Millard untied the belt off his mouth, collected his clothes and quickly ran out of the room.
...
Millard slammed the door of his room breathing heavily. Hugh had almost seized his private parts. Millard didn't wish to talk or see Hugh ever again of what happened. This was just too much for him to handle in one week.