It was a very dark and perverted desire. And he would probably be refused by Blue if he said it out loud. So Winter kept his desire to himself, suppressing it down.
"Can I sit?" Winter asked.
Blue looked at him with an expression that spelt, 'Are you idiotic? Why are you asking me?'
Winter sat down after receiving such a look. He fidgeted with his hands. What next now? What was he supposed to talk with Blue about? All of Winter's confidence and boldness had gone poof into the air.
His brain was blank as he stared at Blue's soft pink lips. Blue was even wearing one of his shirts without buttoning properly. Winter didn't know if it was on purpose or not. But he knew he was finding it hard to contain himself with each passing moment.
"I…" Winter began to speak and a small breeze from the air conditioning flew past the two of them, revealing Blue's stomach a bit.
