He Was Mine novel Chapter 9

Pen-Chan

The tip of Son's tongue continued to stick out against his pink lips as he continued to sketch. Son was unaware of his own surrounding as he continued to move his pencil across the page. There was a fixed frown on his face, his tongue was sticking out in a cute way and he was completely concentrated on whatever it was that he was sketching.

Pen-Chan watched Son lick his lips once more and he unconsciously swallowed.

How can he be so cute and... sexy at the same time? Chan had to control the urge to take his phone out and subtly take a picture of his P'Son much like he had been doing for the past year. Shaking his head, he tried to ignore the feeling he felt in his chest, the way his throat tightened or the sexual frustration he had been feeling for the past year.

Think of your mate. Think of only your mate. Chanting in his head had become useless and the moment Son licked his lips again Pen-Chan forgot what he had been thinking. Hot!

He'd been previously listening to their conversation but the moment Son began to use his sketchbook Chan had lost interest. Watching Son was more fascinating.

"Son are you staying after school today?" Chan heard Ruby ask.

"Yes. I'm finishing my art piece for the end of the year."

"It won't even be graded why do you care so much?" Chan found himself smiling.

Son had talent. He was a great artist. More than once Chan had stopped at the art club long after everyone had left and he would look at the many pieces Son would leave behind. He always thought about stealing one of Son's painting and he'd only done so once. It had been a painting of a park.

There was something so beautiful about that park the details which Son had painted on the canvas were so life like. Chan was sure he too had been there. And yet whenever Pen-Chan looked at the painting, there was sadness and joy, even a familiar feeling that lingered when he looked at it. He had that painting hidden under his bed and he would only take it out and look at it from time to time. He'd been lost in his thoughts but Son's next words brought him back.

"I'd like to give it as a gift to someone special."

Someone special? Pen-Chan's heart was racing and that annoyed feeling crept up inside his chest. His P'Son had never had anyone stand beside him. He was sure now more than ever that his P'Son was never romantically involved with that P'Tong. But was it possible that his P'Son had a lover?....maybe a mate?

Anger surged through Pen-Chan who wanted to break everything in his way. Unconsciously he began to shake while he clenched his fist tightly.

"Whoa! You okay." Aat was looking at Chan in concern as his Alpha Aura had spiked up so suddenly. Aat looked around trying to sense danger but there seemed to be none.

"Chan?"

"I'm fine. Let's go." He spoke standing up from his seat, Aat was quick to follow behind him, though he said nothing. Looking back at his P'Son he glared when their eyes met.

Who is he? How special is that person in your heart P'?

The rest of the day at school Pen-Chan could not concentrate on anything. Aat was starting to ask if he was sick as his Alpha Aura continued to spike at random moments. Chan wasn't aware of it. During class, he had been thinking about his P'Son and wondering who had won his heart. He thought about his P'Son smiling at someone, looking at them with love, kissing them, maybe going farther. He had not realized he was letting his Alpha Aura out until Aat caught his attention by yelling his name. Half the class was struggling to breathe, including their Beta teacher Mr. Vipavakit.

He had not been embarrassed but had apologized and had told everyone he wasn't feeling well. Mr. Vipavakit had gladly allowed him to leave class and head for the nurse's office. He spent the rest of the period and the rest of the afternoon laying in the nurse's office trying to brush away the anger he was feeling.

However, as more time went on the angrier he felt. He couldn't shake away these feelings and when the dismissal bell sounded for everyone to go home he made his way to find his P'Son.

There was no need for him to wander aimlessly through the halls as Pen-Chan had shamelessly stalked Son and found out his schedule. In fact, Pen-Chan even knew where Son had worked until previously. It had been a small bookstore in the mall. He would go in every single day if he could. He would never buy anything but he would sit in a corner where he was sure no one would see him and he would read quietly. Son never once seemed to notice him and Pen-Chan was glad as he could shamelessly look at him without Son's knowledge.

Sometimes, Pen-Chan would go to the cafe across from where Son worked and look through there. He liked watching Son. No matter where he was Son was always drawing something and Pen-Chan found he was most alluring when his P'Son was not aware of it. Sometimes it was annoying to watch customer interact with him. It was obvious when someone was flirting with him. They would always smile too brightly at his P', linger their gazes on him like he was some kind of possession, or try touching him too long when he handed their purchases to them or their change. His P'Son wasn't helping by offering smiles to everyone, even if they were forced his P'Son's cute face made everyone fall for him.

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