Sweet CEO’s First Love - Chapter 105

Saint looked over at Heart and saw him swig back a drink and his cute chuckle floated back to Saint’s ears, sweet and charming and filled with lightness. Saint sat forward on his seat and watched as the girls offered Heart another drink. He could tell by the way Heart’s back arched that he was feeling the effects of the alcohol.

He had this cute habit of trying not to seem drunk to overcompensate for anything he was doing. If he was sitting he was sitting up too straight, talking, he was going slow so as not to slur his words. Laughing, but trying not to do so too loudly. But the one thing he always failed to do was whisper properly and not speak his mind when he was drunk. So that laugh though not intended to be loud was actually loud enough to stop the conversation around the room. Kit looked over at Saint giving him a look, Ten turned to look at them, eyes twinkling with humor.

‘That little demon finds it funny… Poor baby Heart. I am going to kick Ten’s butt. I clearly told them that the last trip to Phuket I had discovered Heart was very lightweight when drinking. These naughty things are playing evil. Don’t they know I want to spend time with my darling tonight? Such brats.’

Heart yelled something in Korean and slapped his leg repeatedly. The girls seemed to be enjoying themselves a lot and he just sighed knowing he would have to rescue him now. He was for sure too far gone already.

When Heart was drunk he shouted what he wanted to be kept quiet and he could never hold in a single thing he was thinking when he drank. It was absolutely infuriating and kept him on his toes, all while fawning all over how cute he got when he drank. The way his cheeks would turn a slight pink hue, or how soft and kind and innocent his eyes became. He became this daft gullible innocent pretty fish who stared up at you with long long lashes and big golden, absolutely one hundred percent trusting, eyes.

He became a total handsome soft, cutie pie heartthrob and those girls were about to become one hundred percent suckered into his charm any moment now if he didn’t run over and save him.

Heart stood up and held up a drink about to give a toast and Saint shot up and jumped over the little couch and landed beside Ten. “No!”

Ten looked at him, mouth gaping.

“Did you just run? And Jump?” Ten asked.

“I will deal with you later, you little troublemaker.” Saint snapped, stood up, and walked up to Heart.

“No, I am not, don’t listen to him… never. I am not easy, I am hard, hard all over. I am good. God… good.”

‘Good god Heart stop running your hands down your body while you say you are hard. You don’t even know what kind of a vixen you are being. Damn idiot why is he seducing people? Why is he dancing when there is no music anymore? Why is he…’ Saint felt his heart leap into his throat and his stomach dance with excited butterflies as the back of his neck grew hot.

‘Stop asking why is he, why is he you know exactly why. He gets handsy, and talkative, and oh so malleable when drunk. This cute little fool is doing all the wrong things in public. I swear to god I am going to die before I get him to that room.’

“Heart what are you even saying right now. What’s hard? Hmmm.” Saint asked, trying to control himself.

He could tell his voice sounded different and he cleared his throat before reaching out and scooping Heart up. He turned back towards everyone who was staring at the two of them with great interest even Changwook had woken up and was staring.

“I am going to take him to bed now. Sorry for the inconvenience.” Saint said, then started walking carefully to maneuver Heart around all the objects, the fireplace, and the sofas.

“Did the man who never says he will run or hurry anywhere because it would remove his air of suave upperclassman just hurdle a couch in one leap?” Ten commented.

“Shut up before I make Kit have to pick up your pieces and take them to bed in rounds.�� Saint snapped.

Ten giggled and Saint gave him a glare that would have stripped someone lesser of their dignity, clothing, heck maybe their skin. His eyes were as dangerous as molten lava, and the aura around him said to enter would mean death and fading to ash.

Kit walked over to the couch. “I will go turn down the bed and leave the door open so it’s easier to get him there.”

“Traitor.” Ten said.

“I will discipline him adequately later.” Kit reassured Saint without him even saying anything.

And Saint smirked.

“Hey, my own husband is turning on me.”

“Sorry, you deserved it.” Kit said, turning to go.

Heart slipped in his arms, and he felt him slide down a bit. He hoisted Heart back up, but his foot sagged down before bouncing back up, and his slipper flopped off and hit a drink, spilling it to the floor.

Saint and Kit looked down at it at the same time.

Saint turned to Mark.

“Sorry.”

Mark nodded. “It’s fine you should have seen what Mina did one of her first nights here. Garlic everywhere, this is nothing.”

Mina looked at him and glowered.

Saint smirked. “Tell me all about it tomorrow. Right now, I should get this one to bed, he is getting kinda heavy.”

“Sure, I’ll have Changwook clean it up since he keeps interrupting Mrs. Wu’s work.”

“Hey, I do not,” Changwook stated.

“You can take whichever out of these four rooms you want. My room and everyone else is in the opposite wing of the house so if you need us you will have to just walk through the back, out that way. Or you can just page us from the kitchen, the main living spaces have interconnected coms.”

“You can either use these stairs and go in through the doors here. Or that hall takes you back around and inside where you will come back out of the living room with the doors that lead to the inside of the house.”

“Okay. Thanks, I think I will skip the stairs, see you all tomorrow.” He said hoisting Heart back up as he had started to slip down too low.

‘Yeah definitely skip the dang stairs.’ he thought.

Mark nodded, and Mina and Miran watched Heart carefully.

“Sorry, I didn’t know he was such an easy drunk or I never would have let him have so much,” Mina said softly.

“It’s okay, Heart is a big boy he knows what he is doing, he chose to drink it, so it’s fine. Don’t worry you’re not in trouble he is.” Saint said, giving her a little wink.

She chuckled, covering her mouth with her long ample fingers. Her pretty eyes wrinkling with delight.

‘He was starting to see why Mark was enamored with Mina. He could tell the moment he saw the way they avoided each other the moment other people had come into the room. They were in that mid awkward stage where they were still friends and had no idea if they were going to transition or not.

He was glad it seemed to be going smoothly, from what Seungwoo had told him, it seemed like the two were close enough. Which was good since it seemed enough of his friends were struggling in love. He didn’t want anymore too.

Saint thought about that for a minute. Six months ago he never would have had that thought. Because he had no friends. Just Ten and Kit who were more family than they were friends. They were still friends but they were closer, something more to him.

Since adding Heart into his life. Now he had Min and Tee, he had reached out so that he had trusted Seungwoo and added him back into his life. And even Tone and High were a part of it. He had met others too thanks to all of them. He almost felt surrounded. Like here was a group of new people tonight he could talk to.

Just talk to. Nothing stopping him, or holding him back from just being himself and getting to know someone.

He felt relieved, yet confused.

Heart stirred in his arms.

“No Min! I’ll cook.” Heart reached out and wrapped his arms around Saint’s neck and started to move his hand in little circles like he was stirring something in his sleep while talking.

Saint smirked ‘cutey’ he thought.

His eyes lit on the open door at the end of the hall and sighed happily, sweet release. He was strong but not strong enough to lug a dead body around a house he was not familiar with. A rather large house.

Maybe he would shelf those deep existential happiness and hopeful thoughts for later. It was time to put this cute troublemaker to bed. And maybe spank his butt…

The dang brat deserved it. Hard all over.

Honestly…. freaking cock tease.

‘I’ll show you hard all over later.’