First Piece of Pie (Chapter 1)

For years, I have been secretly in love with my childhood friend.

Hera Eckleis and I have known each other since we were five. Courtesy of our parents being friends since Highschool, Hera and I would find ourselves in each other presence. That is... until we reached college where we began to slowly drift apart.

From the corner of the room, a shining presence radiated on a figure surrounded by a crowd. Hera, in all his glory, bathed everyone in the room with his presence. His long ink black hair tied in a low ponytail behind him. His ocean pools for eyes would often shimmer under light, and turn into cool indigo under shadows.

Hera attracted all sorts of attention ever since he was a kid. He is insanely pretty to the point the doctors thought he was a girl the moment he was born. As a child he'd get all sorts of compliments from strangers. Even through out our highschool years, there wasn't a single day he'd receive a love confession. It didn't stop at our school alone. Students from other schools went out of their way just to give a love confession.

Hera got good grades, an approachable personality, and is skilled at sports. He was practically crafted by god's own hands!

Everything about him is perfect. Everyone else would think so too. But there is one thing they don't know about him that only I, his childhood best friend, would know.

"Jayus! Look at this, isn't it hilarious?" Hera laid down on the bed, leaning his back on me as he shoved the explicit book on my face. But before I could fully make out the illustration of two men entangled within themselves, I promptly shove him back off me as I desperately try to hide the blush creeping on my face.

"Get off me, you sick pervert!" I yell at him, only to receive an amused laugh from Hera as he laid back on the headboard of the bed.

Despite the picture perfect image he portrayed to the public eye, I alone know that in truth, Hera is a pervert.

"Don't you think it's amusing, though?" Hera asked as he continued to flip through the contents of the book, "Who knew these kind of positions were possible to do?"

I sigh. That's right. Hera is easily bemused by these sort of things. That was his only flaw, and he knew that too. And he knew all too well that his reputation would come crumbling like sandcastles if anyone else knew this of him. That's why no one else knows this but me.

"Do you think this is possible, Jayus?" Hera asked, he dropped the book he was holding on to his chest as he turned his head to look at me. Blue pools for eyes staring at me fixatedly as if my answer could somehow change the trajectory of his life. I pursed my lips at the attention he gave.

"If they managed to picture it out enough to draw it, it's safe to assume they must've tried it at least once," I replied without so much as sparing him a glance. In the few moments of silence that followed, Hera stared fixatedly at the book in his hands.

The next words that came put of his mouth caught me off guard that left me choking on my own saliva as he laughed.

"Do you want to try this position with me?" He asked. A teasing smirk played on his handsome face as I furiously coughed, my own face glowing bright red as a tomato at his words. "Maybe then we can solve this mystery together," He said.

Seeing my overly flustered reaction, Hera bursted out laughing once more.

For someone who always looks so smart and collected out in public, Hera blurted out such crazy things so easily. I glared at him, fiery red eyes burning holes into his skull.

"You're the most outrageous alpha I know!" I moved away from him, backing into the wall and kicked my foot at his stomach.

I guess the saying is true. I grit my teeth, It's always the quiet ones that you have to watch out for the most!

I repeatedly kicked him, hoping to drop him off my bed. But his laughter only grew louder the harder I kicked until his face glowed red and he became breathless.

"It was merely a joke!" He explained, his hand clasped around my ankle. I stopped, my narrowed red eyes rimmed with tears of embarrassment, and his rimmed with tears from laughter. As he sat in front of me, his hand never letting go of my foot.

I scoffed. Easy for him to say. He isn't the one secretly harboring feelings for his best friend, "If you so badly want to try out that position, I know for sure if you ask your fanbase, they wouldn't hesitate to jump at the opportunity."

Hera paused. What I said is true. Hera's popularity only continued to skyrocket the moment we both entered college, and although both of us barely hang out on campus, much less see each other, I continue to hear about Hera regardless if he's enrolled from another building.

It came to a point where people flocked and gathered in the Business course Building just to catch a glimpse of his hair. Jayus only came to know about this fact because the Architecture course Building stood right across from Hera's. And through the window of his class, Jayus could distinctly make out the crowd gathered outside of what Jayus assumed to be Hera's class in the building just across the campus. This happened on the first week of the class, and it caused a major delay. In Hera's supposedly perfect record, that incident had been the only stain after being blamed for the delay of two or more classes.

Hera's face twisted into a look of horror and displeasure at the sound of those words. He shook his head, vigorously.

"No! They're crazy, Jayus! If they heard you say that, it would be a riot. A full blown, war zone-slash-apocalypse-slash-alien invasion-slash-zombie infestation!" Hera's face turned blue in terror. The thought of everyone suddenly turning into wild animals biting each other's heads off filled his mind. A complete overreaction, if you will.

Jayus stared, dead eyes, at the man in front of him, and he couldn't tell at all if Hera was serious. By the distant look in blue eyes, it seems he was.

"Besides, if I have to choose anyone, I wouldn't be able to tell if they are serious about me. They're not like you, after all." Hera shrugged, a mischievous smile carelessly thrown at me, leaving me defensless and weak.

Does he even realize what he would sound like if another set of ears heard him say that?

I look away, hoping he wouldn't hear the loud beating of my heart in the small distance between us.

"You wouldn't hesitate to push me off a window if you wanted to. You're ruthlessness is your charming point— ugh!" Hera fell to the floor with a loud thud before he could finish what he said. A strangled grunt leaving his lips as I harshly kicked him off my bed.

I don't know what I was expecting at all. Why do I even like this guy?!