PITBABE - ENGLISH - Chapter 19: Chapter 19

Something had changed since the night he and Charlie looked up at the stars together. If asked what has changed, Babe will probably choose not to answer, but know that it has changed. And at least, he was smart enough to recognize it. Even though in this world there are still many idiots who never understand anything.
"Wearing white is not pretty at all."
For sure, there is one stupid person here.
Babe let out a soft sigh as he opened his eyes to look at the boy who had been drawing on his iPad and muttering to himself for the past hour.
While Babe was sitting on the couch watching a series, Charlie was lying face down on the carpet downstairs with a pillow and his iPad. The alpha boy was using his Apple Pencil to scribble intently on the flat screen like he was working on a contest, when in reality he was just scribbling because there was nothing else to do. And if you ask, how big are his intentions? He wanted to answer that the kid really did it to the point where he wasn't interested in him at all. No matter how deliberately Babe got up and walked over to get a snack and sat back down and chewed and made loud noises, or even deliberately sighed loudly, the stupid kid didn't even lift his head to look.
Lo and behold, between the iPad and Pit Babe, the stupid bastard chose the iPad.
In the end, Babe watched the series without realizing because he was too busy gritting his teeth. Babe frowned, annoyed that he wasn't getting Charlie's attention as he should. So he tried wracking his brain once again to figure out what to do to get the kid to raise his head, as long as he couldn't seem too annoying to the point of being unreasonable. After trying many methods, at this point, he considered that he had few options left. And one of the few options appeared when he looked down at his right hand.
He had now removed his hand brace, but the cast on his wrist is still there. Of course, this could be a weapon for him because if he experienced difficulties or obstacles due to his injury, at least it might be able to attract the stupid boy's attention.
He thought about this and immediately took action without hesitation. Babe glanced at the young man who was still staring at the iPad screen, before pulling his right hand, which was still injured, and hitting it lightly on the armrest of the sofa.
"Awwh!"
Followed by a groan that sounded more painful than when he jumped out of the car.
"Hey! What's wrong?"
And of course, it worked out just as Babe had hoped. The alpha boy who had ignored him for the past two days immediately turned to look at him, before dismissing the pen in his hand indifferently and rushing towards him like a guard who heard his master's shout.
"Does your hand hurt?" Charlie looked shocked and gently supported his hand in the cast, as if afraid of making it hurt more. Babe had to admit that other people's worries made him very satisfied. "What happened? Did it hit it really hard?"
"Oh, I hit a bump here" Babe said softly, pointing to the armrest of the couch so he could see how soft it was. But for an anxious child like Charlie, no matter if it's soft or hard, if Babe says it hurts then he believes it, because what makes him worry is if he gets hurt.
"Does it hurt a lot? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
"Don't overdo it, it only hurts a little."
"The cast may have shifted. Wouldn't it be better if a doctor checked it?"
"If you want to go, go alone. I won't go with you, I'm embarrassed to see a doctor just because of this." The older man pretended to sound annoyed as if his shouting was no big deal, even though he had just been exaggerating. He thought Charlie had come so quickly because of his excessive fake crying.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Charlie asked again worriedly. If it was asked to Babe if he would have felt a little guilty for making others worry, he would have to say that he didn't. When he really wants to ignore each other, it really has to be faced like this.
"Oh, of course I'm hurt."
"Is the pain gone now?" When asked again, Babe began to doubt. He thought, if he answered that the pain was gone, would Charlie go back to drawing again? And if it was like that, what was the point of the play he made earlier?
"It still hurts a little." Once you lie, you have to keep lying. Babe kept his face straight so as not to look too out of character and be a big liar "Blow on it and it'll go away".
"If I blow on it, will the pain go away?"
"Yes"
Charlie blinked, looking a little confused to know that someone like Babe would also believe in blowing away pain? He thought that only children and people wanted to beg their girlfriends to do this. According to him, Babe would not believe something like this.
"Okay, I'll blow." Although he was a little surprised, Charlie didn't think about asking anything. The boy nodded slowly, then brought Babe's right hand to his mouth, before solemnly blowing air into his hand. This made the trickster sit up and smile until his cheeks hurt "The pain is gone now."
"Already?"
"Yes. The pain is gone." No matter what he said, the good boy complied completely. Charlie blew as Babe said. He also placed kisses on his wrist repeatedly, as if believing that it would really help him recover from the pain.
Really stupid.
What a stupid boy Charlie.
"That's enough," Babe pretended to keep his voice calm, before pulling his hand back as if he didn't really like being pampered by Charlie. Of course, no matter how much he liked it in his heart, Babe's appearance must always be perfect. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Blow and it's completely gone?"
"Yeah, blow on it and it'll be gone in a moment."
"Next time, I hope you will be careful. Don't hurt yourself anymore."
"Are you ordering me?"
"I am worried!"
Really, just saying that, he understood. But Charlie still wanted to annoy him with that annoying smile. He wasn't exaggerating one bit about the fact that something had changed. At least there was a different smile. Who knows. Maybe it was Charlie's old smile, but he was the one who felt different. And it was a change that made him very tired because when the bespectacled man smiled and said "I'm worried", just that alone made his heart race.
And getting closer, Babe's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He never thought that he would be sitting like this being kissed. Even though he was usually the one who controlled the game, lately Charlie always leaned closer and kissed him on the lips. The boy sucked and stuck out his tongue without fear. Meanwhile the big palm stroked from his neck to his chest.
Even after breaking the kiss, the tall figure still refused to break away. Charlie stroked the skinny alpha and buried his face passionately in the crook of his neck. He dragged his lips across the smooth skin. Pressing kisses and sticking out his tongue to lick him until Babe felt completely exhausted. The lust in his body began to scream louder and louder. The more he touched him, the more he wanted him. He thought about what would happen next gradually in his mind. He knew exactly what it would be like or how he would feel about it?
"Um..."
And because he knew, he thought he might not be able to accept it.
"Charlie," Babe said to the others, after he tried to make a sound. But the other party still didn't stop stroking him. "Oh— wait."
"You don't want, even a little?" Charlie whispered, kissing the ear of the figure. Babe knew that the boy was getting excited about it "I didn't do it this morning."
"No—that's enough."
This was Babe's strangest reaction that Charlie immediately noticed. The tall figure who was caressing the beautiful alpha's body suddenly stopped, before pulling back his face and looking at Babe's face with a confused expression. Meanwhile, Babe makes a strange face, as if he feels uncomfortable, but he doesn't. But if you say it looks normal, it's actually not. Of course, such an attitude made Charlie feel a little strange.
"Don't you want to do it?"
"Um," Babe answered slowly. "I am not ready. I don't want to do it."
"So, do you want to prepare first?"
"No, I'm lazy."
The more he listened to the reasons, the stranger it became. If these were someone else's words, Charlie might not find it strange. Everyone can be lazy, because sex between two people who are both men requires less preparation than sex between a man and a woman. In the past, Babe always seemed to be prepared, because he knew very well that he was the one who had higher needs in this regard than the child. But things had changed in a way that was completely unfamiliar to Charlie. He wasn't used to Babe saying he didn't want to have sex. Even though it was normal times, Babe never missed these things.
"Okay." But even though he was curious, what could he do? If Babe says no, he should stop immediately. Charlie let go of the hug and sat back down in the same place, looking very annoyed by Babe's unexpected rejection. "We can do that later."
"Oh, sorry."
"It's okay," Charlie shook his head lightly, "but is there something wrong with you?"
"Huh? No," Babe answered with a normal expression. Other people seemed a little surprised to be asked that. "I just don't want to do it. Nothing."
"There's nothing wrong, right?"
"My hand hurt earlier. But because you blow on it, it will disappear."
"Oh..."
"Why? Is it just because I don't want to do it, you feel strange?"
"Yes." Charlie immediately nodded with an innocent face, making Babe's face fall. He looked like an immoral person.
"Haven't you always wanted it?"
"Usually, I want it all the time."
"Fuck Charlie!!"
"Did I do something wrong?"
Charlie's innocent expression made Babe couldn't help but laugh. When other people put on stupid faces and stare at him. It really looks like a puppy, a wild puppy that likes to sit and watch us while we buy roast pork to eat. Yes, Charlie's face is like that now.
"What are you doing? There's nothing wrong." Babe answered not seriously.
"Is it true?"
"If you do something to make me angry, I will scold you. Do you think I am so patient as to keep quiet?"
Hearing this, Charlie blinked before slowly nodding his head, as if he had just realized what kind of person the man in front of him was. And as soon as he found out, the stupid dog immediately smiled. Charlie moved lightly, as if he was posing for something, before Babe could answer what the young man wanted to do when the other man lay down and lowered his head in his lap without asking permission first.
You're getting braver every day, kid.
"Who gave you permission to put your head on my lap?" Babe said curtly, as if he didn't approve of his lap being used by the little wolf as a pillow. But at the same time, he agreed to sit still and let Charlie lie on his lap like that. His words and actions, always completely inconsistent.
"Please compensate me."
"You're already lying on my lap now, and still have the face to ask for another?
Charlie was unfazed by Babe's sudden complaint. The tall figure lay down smiling happily, then he reached out and grabbed Babe's hand which was in a cast and held it and kissed it gently a few times, as if the senseless kiss would help reconnect the broken bones more quickly.
"What are you smelling?" Babe complained nonchalantly, as Charlie continued to kiss his hand and refused to stop.
"I hope my hero recovers quickly."
"Oh come on, your mouth is so smart, I'm going to throw up."
"So you're not good at it?"
"I'm good at it, but you call me that like you're like my husband."
"Like anything, it happened," Charlie said softly.
"What?" Babe asked again when he couldn't hear what Charlie was saying clearly. The boy raised his hand to his own mouth and mumbled under his breath, as if he meant not to tell him that.
"Get well soon, Phi Babe."
"Did you just say that?"
"Yes."
Babe didn't answer. In his head, he couldn't help but think of another change in himself. He kept thinking, if before... Even if Charlie spoke at this level of voice, he would definitely be able to hear it clearly with both ears, but at this moment he couldn't accept it at all.
It seemed his senses were getting worse.
Babe probably wants to say he's stupid. But if he was honest, he didn't think he had reached that level. It's just that some things may look slow, plus his face, which women often say, looks stupid. But that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything. At least, now he was aware of something important that happened on his own without having to wait for anyone to tell him.
Babe has changed.
He thought it was something he thought about and he felt a strange feeling in his heart, but it was an undeniable fact that it was happening. And it tends to continue indefinitely and without him knowing why it is happening. Or what should he do? Will Babe return to normal?
For almost the last 2 weeks, he and Babe had not had sex. I repeat, not once. Even if it was normal, other people would never be away from something like that for this long. Usually, after just a few days without sex, Babe starts to get angry. But now it's been almost 2 weeks, Babe refuses to continue activities with him even once.
Even if they kiss each other, hug each other, or caress each other deeply. In the end, Babe will just call it a day. He kept saying no with the words "I'm not ready." over and over again. At first, Charlie still thought that the other person might be bored or lazy, but now he thinks that's starting to not happen.
"Are you tired?"
Charlie asked Babe who was just sitting on the sofa in the middle of the room, looking tired. They had just returned to their room a few minutes ago, after spending the entire afternoon at the racetrack together. Lately, Babe has been running more smoothly, you could say it's almost normal. There are some activities that are too exciting or may impact the knee too hard that he should still be wary of. But overall, his body improved so much that he could practice driving with him normally, which was probably a bit mandatory since with only a few days left before Charlie had to actually compete on the course.
"Oh, I'm tired. The sun is very hot today," said someone while leaning fully on the sofa. Babe seemed to have to endure the hot weather more than he did. The reason was, he always walked on the edge of the field to pay attention to the movement of the car Charlie was driving. Meanwhile, Charlie sat comfortably in the air-conditioned car most of the time.
"Your face is all red." The boy walked to a stop behind the sofa before gently pressing his palm to Babe's red cheek who was looking at him. "Do you want to soak in the water? You'll be fresh again."
"Want to soak with me?"
"Yeah, we haven't bathed together for a long time."
"But no, if you soak in water, you'll get a fever."
"I am strong now. Let's soak together."
Babe made eye contact with the tall figure standing above his head with silent eyes, as if he was thinking about something in his mind. Before his full mouth opened a crack, he shook his head slowly in response.
"I don't want it."
"Oh, why?"
"I'm lazy. Just sit in the AC and it will be better." The older man answered casually, even though he was still lying down and looking at Charlie's face as usual. "If you want to soak, then go soak yourself."
"And how is sitting here different from sitting in the bath?"
"Because by sitting here, I don't have to sit and squeeze with a giant child in the bathtub." The answer came from Babe who didn't think anything of it. But that immediately makes people sound dissatisfied. Charlie pursed his lips and stared at Babe with wide eyes. The other person's concerned gaze made Babe raise his head and look back at the spoiled brat with a slightly confused expression.
Charlie didn't answer. The young man standing behind the sofa just looked at him and put on a dissatisfied and hurt face. The other person's attitude made him couldn't help but think that in the past, he should do it and indulge. After all, how big is Charlie? This made the child who was once very afraid of him shrink into the child who stood up today and stared at him.
"Ah, I asked and I didn't answer."
"Don't you want to be near me?" Charlie asked again. Actually, this question seems to be answerable.
"Well, it's uncomfortable."
"Is it so uncomfortable to be around me?"
"It's not that uncomfortable," Babe sighed tiredly. Why did he have to explain something like this to this child? That's not his job at all.
But if you see a grumpy face like that, who can ignore it?
"I told you I felt uncomfortable."
"It's not awkward. But it's very uncomfortable." Babe groaned softly. "You're already big. Why are you bothering yourself by bathing and sitting together in a narrow tub?"
"It's not that much trouble."
"I know, but today I don't want to force you."
"P'Babe..."
"Can you not be so angry just because of this, Charlie?"
"Are you bored with me?"
Babe stared at Charlie's face, not understanding how anyone else could ask such a question. The figure let out a heavy sigh before lifting himself up slightly and wrapping his arms loosely around the tall figure's waist.
"What does it mean?" Charlie asked quietly, as if a hug wouldn't make him feel better.
"I'm not bored yet," Babe answered calmly as he buried his face in the man's stomach. "How do you know I'm bored?"
"It doesn't seem difficult."
"I'm not bored with you."
"But you don't care about me at all."
"Listen carefully, I just asked you to go. Dare you say I don't care?"
"No, you're not interested in me."
"Why are you sulking like this?" The famous racer looked at the spoiled brat with slight annoyance on his face. He wasn't upset that Charlie wanted his attention. But the fact that other people said that he didn't care about it was very annoying. "How much more attention should I pay?"
"If it wasn't for the fact that you were so interested in me before, I probably wouldn't feel that way now."
"Oh, so I was in the wrong?"
"Then why did you change?"
"I'm still the same as before."
"No, not like that."
"Oh, so what do you want to do?"
Charlie didn't answer. The tall figure stared at him evenly, as if telling him that Babe should figure it out for himself. Which he had to admit, that it was a very unsettling expression. But at the same time, he felt that if he didn't do something, this matter might not end so easily.
This kid always brings trouble every day.
Babe said in a displeased tone, before hugging heis tall waist tighter. Babe buries his face in his partner's stomach and gently shakes his head back and forth, as if showing both affection and pleading. Plus, don't forget to top it off with a few more kisses. Normally, it would be impossible for anyone to get Babe to do something like this so easily, but this stupid bastard was able to do it.
"Don't be so stubborn, Charlie. Nothing has changed, don't think too much." The older man said in a low voice, still burying his face in the tall figure's stomach.
Instead of answering something, Charlie just stared at him blankly instead. Babe saw that he was making a big deal, so he pulled away from his embrace a little and pursed his lips gently in displeasure, but still rushed to bury his nose in Charlie's soft muscled stomach a few more times, hoping that would make his tense face relax a little.
Babe's attempts to please him were suddenly stopped by one of Charlie's palms. The young man raised his hand and gently placed it on the older man's head, his eyes lowered as if he was thinking about something. Babe was a little confused as to what the movement actually meant, which he finally understood in the next second, when Charlie pressed his head down, before moving his hand to touch the back of his head and applying pressure until his face was pressed against his midsection.
"What's this?" Babe said softly, even though he already knew what Charlie's behavior meant.
"Give me a blow job." And what was even stranger, Charlie said the sentence in a short tone without the slightest hesitation. This doesn't seem like the normal attitude of this stupid child who is often scared.
"So what's really frustrating is that this is all you want me to do?"
"That's all I want to do?"
"Now you're making a big decision, Charlie," Babe said firmly, as his face began to move against the crotch of the young man's pants. His undisguised facial expression excited him and his appearance of inhaling Babe's scent made Charlie feel quite satisfied. The young man took a deep breath and slowly relaxed the hand that had been pressing Babe's head. "Dare you order me?"
"I'm begging you."
"But you told me to!" Babe protested in a rough voice, before placing a gentle kiss on that part, and it made him immediately feel tight and swollen due to his stimulation. "See, you just gave up. This is what you asked for, right!"
Babe laughed softly at the brave looking boy and softened his voice easily just by flicking his eyes up to look.
"But I'm glad you're here." A slender hand rose and gently squeezed the young man's midsection, alternating with kisses that pressed downwards and engulfed his midsection. Charlie's personal scent made him feel like the blood in his body was pumping better, even though it was the alpha's scent that he usually hated. But, he didn't feel that Charlie's scent was the same as the damn scent of the other alphas, "You were the one who made a fuss about this and asked for it."
"P'Babe..."
"Why?"
"Do you like me that much?"
Babe didn't know what made him say that, because as soon as he realized the strange sentence had come out of his own mouth, Babe suddenly stopped. He lifted his head to meet Charlie's eyes, who were also looking at him. The other person looked less surprised by the question than he had asked it himself and what's more, Charlie's eyes now seemed to answer his question without him having to say a word.
He didn't want to think about it himself, but that look seemed very similar to the word 'YES'.
Phew!
And the more he thought like that, the harder it was to do anything about Charlie. Babe bounced away from the tall figure, before standing up from the couch in nervousness. Charlie could only watch the action with a confused expression.
"No, I can't do that," Babe said hastily, looking like his actions were inappropriate.
"Really? Now I-"
"I can't, I can't. Don't be hard on me, Charlie." After hearing that, Charlie immediately fell silent. He knew when Babe said no, he had to stop immediately. But Babe's attitude like this felt too strange. "Whatever you want to do, do it. I'm going to take a nap."
"Yes." the young man answered softly, feeling a bit strange.
"Seven o'clock, if I'm not awake, wake me up."
"Yes."
Babe looked at the young man who stood still and answered like a robot, with a strange feeling of guilt. He knew Charlie wanted to be close to him, wanted to do the things they enjoyed together that he himself wanted to do with Charlie too.
But every time he saw the child's face, he found it difficult to be himself like before.
"Okay," said Babe before immediately walking towards the bedroom to get out of this difficult situation as quickly as possible. Charlie was still standing in the same place, he didn't hold back or ask anything from him anymore.
But he was the one who had to restrain himself, before turning around to say something to Charlie
"Charlie," Babe called. Charlie, who had been standing in the same place, immediately turned around when he heard Babe's voice.
"Yes?"
"While I sleep, shower and get dressed" Babe ordered in a calm voice. "When I wake up, I won't have to waste time waiting for you."
"Why do you have to wait?"
"There's a party at the Captain's house tonight."
"I'll take you to meet Team X."
After saying that, the famous racer immediately turned around and left. Only Charlie stood frozen in the same place after hearing those words.
'P'Babe said he would take me to meet the team...
I'm really going to be a racer, aren't I?'
"Don't be tense, act normal."
I don't know how many times Babe said this to the tall young man. When he was in the room, he said he was nervous, and when he arrived at the actual location... Charlie became even more nervous and couldn't even control his face because, apart from today being the first day in which Babe would invite him to get to know the other members of the Team without wearing a mask, something felt very strange.
"Yeah" Charlie answered, looking a little more confident. However, the sound that came out sounded very unstable. Babe saw it and felt both amused and sorry. But how? This is also a situation that Charlie must accept. Otherwise, someone else would definitely never be able to become a driver on the team.
"Follow me"
That's all Babe said. They immediately walked towards the big house they had just arrived at a few minutes ago. This is a modern style house, if you look at it you will know that if you don't have a lot of money, you probably won't be able to own it. The whole house is white and clean. The path from the fence to the house is slightly elevated and is surrounded by gardens on both sides. But he didn't pay much attention to the garden. Even though it looks beautiful, it is not that striking compared to the dozens of supercars and hypercars lined up along the road.
After all, this is indeed a party for racers. Looking from anywhere, everyone will definitely know.
"Oh, the King is coming."
A voice greeted him as soon as Babe entered the house. A tall, tan-skinned young man smiled broadly in a friendly manner with a bottle of beer in his hand, before walking over and hitting him gently for being familiar.
"Have you all come?" Babe asked.
"Everything is complete. Come on, sit inside." The tall figure nodded and entered the house. From the loud music that can be heard here, you can be sure that the fun is already starting to happen inside. Babe was probably the last to arrive because it took a lot of time and effort to get him out of bed. "You brought a child with you?"
"Oh," Pit Babe nodded lightly before pulling Charlie's hand, who was still standing with his head down, to stand beside him before continuing. "Let me introduce him first—this is Charlie, the boy I told you about."
"Charlie— this is Sonic, is a racer of the team."
Charlie's face was taken aback by Babe's sudden introduction, before quickly bowing his head to the senior racer in a nervous manner that made Sonic laugh out loud.
"Oh, nice to meet you." Sonic reached out and patted his shoulder with a chuckle. "Don't worry, why do you look tense?"
"Yes " Even though he told him to just relax, his response still seemed tense. Sonic could only shake his head and smile at Babe's child, who looked very different from what he had imagined.
"Let's go inside." Sonic said, casually leading the way into the house, while Babe silently grabbed Charlie's hand and pulled him to follow him inside without looking at him.
The path inside the house was filled with many people walking past each other. It seems there were more than he thought, because Babe said it was Team X's private party. So he thought there would only be a few racers. However, looking at the density of people coming, it seemed like there were more people who weren't racers. Several people stood together and chatted amicably. Some people dance to the rhythm of sensual music. Meanwhile, some people flirt with someone they meet at a party without paying attention to anyone.
"Look who's here," Sonic said, starting with a cheerful expression. When they arrived at the edge of the pool, there were now men in shorts and women in bikinis around and in the pool.
"Oh, I think I should send a carriage to pick you up."
Congratulations were heard as soon as someone saw that the famous racer had arrived at the event. It seems that the main zone is the one next to the pool, because here there are many people with familiar faces sitting in a circle. Of course one of them was Way, who was sitting there drinking beer.
"No need, I can come by myself." Babe floated his eyes and greeted the circle naturally. Meanwhile, Charlie, who was standing behind him, could only stand there helpless. "We are all the same."
"And who said we were all the same?" said a sweet young man with an annoyed facial expression. This is the same person who just talked about the carriage.
"Thank you very much, then." Babe bowed like a stage actor, before pulling Charlie's hand to stand beside him again because the tall young man was always hiding behind him, "Everyone is here, so I'll introduce someone."
All eyes automatically turned to Charlie. In front of him sat seven famous racers, and in Charlie's eyes, everyone was currently like a committee, considering what a kid like him was doing here and things like that.
"This is Charlie, the kid I said would compete in my place."