STALKER

"Zack!! You're taking too long!" Ben whined as he waited for his best friend to get out of the change rooms. He's been in there for half an hour already, trying on clothes that he wouldn't even wear.

"Alright! Alright!" He stumbles out with the enormous pile of clothes in his hand, all rumpled and disheveled from the normal neatness.

"So are you getting any?" Ben asked and he didn't even have to guess on what Zack's answer would be.

The maroon haired shook his head vigorously, "Nope."

See?

"Then why did I just waste my time?" Ben rolled his eyes and Zack noticed how irritable the smaller has been these past few days. Zack couldn't help but drape a hand over Ben's shoulder in worry,

"What's wrong Ben, you've been on edge ever since you've arrived, what's on your mind?" He asked worried, his brow scrunching in tension and Ben couldn't help but feel bad. He didn't mean to be rude but there were so many things happening recently that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

"You really wanna know?" Ben looked Zack straight in the eyes and the maroon haired couldn't help but roll his eyes before nodding enthusiastically.

"OK.. Let's sit down first." The brunette said while also dragging his best friend to a quiet spot near the mini fountain. The mall was a little crowded today so that just added onto Ben's mood further.

"I've been...." Ben cut himself short, looking around quickly to check if anyone was being nosey and eavesdropping on the conversation. Once he dubbed the coast clear, he turned back to Zack and opened his mouth to speak,

"Getting this weird feeling like someone is watching me all the time. Like, they just won't leave me alone." Ben panicked even by muttering the words and Zack's eyes became big as he stared at the brunette, a bright grin forming on his face and stared at him in confusion.

Didn't I just tell him that someone is watching me all the time? How is this a smiling matter?

"Oooo~ someone has a secret admirer!" Zack squealed excitedly and Ben couldn't help but stare at him as if Zack had just given you a thumbs up to a serial killer.

"Are you kidding me right now? What's so thrilling about a stalker ?" Ben asked, the brunette always considered himself to be a romanticist. He always fantasized about his dream boyfriend and pictured his future husband to be the type to send him secret messages and roses, then approach him after it all but this, this was creepy.

Zack puts a hand up to count on his fingers.

"One, it means you're pretty enough to get a secret admirer..." He started off, correcting Ben with the terminology.

"Two, the guy is maybe in love with you and is too shy to tell you. Three, the guy could be extremely gorgeous. Four, this like k- drama shit or anime— Whichever you'd like to associate it with—and Five! You're wanted. Isn't that exciting?"

"No!" Ben laughed. He couldn't believe Zack right now.

"Why not?" The maroon haired asked and Ben put his own hand up to start counting.

"One, it means I'm in danger. Two, the guy could be an old hag, imagine being stalked by an old man— ew. Three, he could be a serial killer. Four, he is a threat to my well being and five, I'm constantly watched! Where's the privacy and boundary in that?" Ben flings his hands up to emphasize.

Zack nods in understanding.

"Okay but... Don't you think you're being a little over dramatic?" Zack offered a soft smile and Ben paused for a while. He considered the fact but then brushed it off just to ask quick because hell— there was someone watching him. For days! And not once have they even approached him.

"I would agree with you but... Whoever this person is, they've been watching me for a good week and some days. If they were an admirer, shouldn't they have said something? I get the whole shy stuff but what's the need to watch me every second? It's unnerving." Ben said a little in distress, his eyes looking around while he rubbed his arm.

"Do you feel like someone is watching you now?" Zack asked and Ben perked up, He hadn't really been paying attention about that when he started explaining his situation to hobi.

Ben stiffened up almost immediately. It was like a sixth sense, he didn't know how but whoever that person was— was making it real obvious.

That familiar feeling struck him again, making the hair on his neck stand on end and his head felt like holes were being burnt into them.

"Yes." Ben says shakily.

"Let's find them." Zack said, his tone suddenly getting hard and determined. He'd be lying if he said that he was getting angry seeing Ben all worried and scared.

The brunette didn't know what else to say because Zack was dragging him up to his feet and looking around; determined. The brunette looked around nervously, getting slightly paranoid because... What if they aggravated that person more?

After five minutes of looking around, Ben maybe considered himself insane, what if it was just a hallucination? Was he dreaming that feeling up? He kept looking around non the less.

He was looking at a display when he suddenly slammed into something rock solid, a gasp left his lips as he stumbled backward and lost his balance. Ben closed his eyes tight, waiting for an impact, praying for his ass and tailbone when a large arm hooked around his waist and pulled him back to his feet.

Ben slowly opened his eyes and Wow. He was met with a gorgeous specimen. Ben internally gasped when he met eyes with the man that saved him— yes saved, don't judge him. The brunette felt fireworks go off in his head and his heart thumped beautifully.

The man before him...

He was like an Angel, a big, sexy angel and all Ben could do was hold his breath. All he could think of was,

Who was this guy and why haven't you ever seen him before?

The man had on tight black pants with a set of gorgeous thick thighs, lean broad shoulders, along with a set of ripped biceps. His hair was black, long and slightly curly, his eyes were big and chocolaty brown. Ben bit his lip.

Ohhh sweet baby Jesus. Give me some.

"You good?" The mysterious man asked and Ben swooned internally because the stranger's voice was so wonderful, wisping like smoke and wrapping around Ben like a warm blanket on a cold night.

"I'm good." Ben whispers, refusing to pull away from the taller man's hold. The latter didn't seem to protest either because his eyes subtly ran over Ben's body; analysing.

The brunette felt like he was going to faint because God, he felt so protected.

It was a weird observation to make but Ben was already a little head over heels.

Now this would be the perfect secret admirer situation.

The tall raven haired gave Ben a gorgeous smile before nodding cautiously, reluctantly letting go at the same time.

"Good." The male whispered, a smile still on his face, the creases around his lips made him look one hundred times more attractive.

It felt as if the spell was broken too soon because the handsome male gave Ben one last look over before he went on his way.

Time had seemed to be frozen in place as Ben stared at the gorgeous male's broad back. He was walking away like a runaway prize and Ben couldn't help but pout slightly.

The hot ones always get away.

"Ooh la la.... What was that?" Zack fake swoons while also fanning his face dramatically.

"God kill me now! He was so perfect and I just let him walk away." Ben stood shocked.

"Calm down Aphrodite. Something tells me that he'll be back." Zack wiggles his eyebrows then flutters his lashes at Ben before nudging him on the side.

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