Love Is Blind [boyxboy love story]

Chapter Thirty-One: Atychiphobia - Fear of Failure

MAJOR SMUT, sorry if you die from smuttiness... not really actually... hehe.

'Yello, guys, it's been a while, actually since August.  Yes, I know, I suck.

I hear enough, I get it. >.< Everyone's a frickin critic.  Anywa~y, here's a new chapter.  I hope you like, because it's long.  And it took a while.  It's naughty so be careful.  I've lately become more insane towards sexual tendencies so yes, this is sexy.  Lots and lots of smut.  I know, I can't control myself.  There's two or three more parts then it's done!~ Yay! I hope I get votes, I deserve none but I really hope there's votes and comments, because I'm shallow and I need love... Yeah. Well, whatever read on, if you did read, if you read, then SMOOKIE, I LOVE YOU LOTS with much pookie and smooshie I CAN SNUGGLEMUFFIN cooties boooties, that's your reward. 

Yeah, I'm insane.   (＾ω＾) Yay, bless the insane!

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Chapter Thirty-One: Atychiphobia - Fear of Failure

♪Adam’s POV ♥

I admitted it to myself that the night before was a failure.  A rather pathetic one.  But slowly, I'm understanding more and more.  I've searched everywhere and, "I can't find a single picture of us or me in his apartment.  There's also none of his family, so maybe he's not just big on pictures.  But I just find it weird that there's no evidence of me ever being to his apartment before, how long were we dating?"

            "Quite some time," Ajay said, grinning.  Don't get me wrong, I liked Ajay.  But I sometimes felt like he wasn't nice as he seemed, "Well, at least for Adrian, he has liked you for a long time, you were probably oblivious.  Not sure.  Anyway, it's true, he hates photos.  He, in his words, 'likes to live in the moment.'"

            I looked at him, questioningly.

            "He didn't like his childhood," he said plainly.

            "Ah," I nodded my head in acknowledgement.  I could understand that in the least.

            "Not to say he didn't have a nice one, but there was quite of a lot of drama when he left the household," he smirked, but lost it in a moment, "It broke him."

            "Is it about Simon?" I asked, looking up at him.

            Ajay blinked and then looked at me, "He... told you?"

            "In so little words.  Just about some guy he liked and that he thinks he killed him," I shrugged, and bit my lip.  I was trying to understand my boyfriend but the more I did, the more it confused the hell out of me.

            "Oh, Christ," Ajay rolled his eyes upwards, then he looked at me, "He didn't kill anyone, okay?"

            "I believe you."

            "You should.  Whenever he accidently hurt me during a play wrestle or when we were arguing, he'd start to hyperventilate," he sighed, "He can't possibly cope with him hurting someone he loves."

            "I said I believe you," I told him, honestly, holding my hands up.

            "Why?"

            "Why what?"

            "Why do you believe me?" he grinned.

            "Because every moment I'm with him, he's so cautious on everything, especially around my feelings," I looked down, "But like you said, he's like that with everyone."