Chapter 28 - Long Hair Turns You On

The crown Prince turned his head in Jason's direction after hearing what he said. The two gazed into each other's eyes with unspoken certainty.

"What did you say?" The crown prince questioned confused.

Jason blinked. He averted his gaze from the crown prince. Suddenly it had become hot and his cheeks felt warm. He was so embarrassed at his compliment.

Women were beautiful and not men, he scolded himself. He looked around the trees not daring to meet the crown prince's eyes.

"Did you just call me the mirror prince?" Davion inquired. It was what he heard and he was confused as to why Jason called him that.

Jason shot him a glare, the crown prince was getting on his nerve with all the accusations. He said that he looked beautiful but the man heard him call him the mirror prince.

It didn't make sense at all.

"If you are looking for reasons to be angry with me. Can you at least find one that makes sense?" He asked in annoyance.

"How dare y..." The prince made a move to approach him but Amaru held him back and stopped him.

"He called you beautiful and not the mirror prince," Amaru started.

Davion narrowed his eyes at his friend and back to Jason. After a few minutes of looking back and forth from the two, he calmed down.

"I trust you," he told Amaru and backed away from trying to attack Jason.

Jason felt a pang in his heart. How easily the words of trust came from the crown prince's towards the mysterious friend annoyed him. He told the truth and for that, the prince was going to attack him and when Amaru spoke, he simply calmed down.

His anger seems to go away by the influence of the brown-haired man. He didn't like it one bit, for reasons he didn't understand, he wished at that moment to trade places with Amaru. So that it was him that the prince looked at like that instead.

"Can someone explain to me why I have long hair?" Davion questioned. He didn't mind that his hair had grown back but it wasn't natural. And he wished to know the sorcery that was used to get it done.

At his question, Jason turned away. He didn't want to answer, the prince would just accuse him of being the reason for that too and he was done being the villain for the day.

"Turning around only makes you look guilty," the crown prince stated.

"Come on," Jason let out irritated. "If I look at you is wrong, if I compliment your looks you assume I am insulting, if I turn away I am guilty. What can I do to not get accused by you?" He asked. The prince raised his brows at him in question.

"What?" Jason inquired.

Davion flashed him a devilish smile, Jason shivered. "You could have just said you wanted to be close to me. Why put on a scene for something so simple?" The prince asked in a sweet seductive voice.

It was then that Jason realized, while throwing the tantrum he had closed the distance between them and was standing so close to the prince.

But in his defense, the crown prince was like a magnet that pulled him with an irresistible force that even he didn't understand. He just found himself drawn to him and saying things he would never say if not around him.

"I am starting to think long hair turns you on," the prince whispered in his ear. "When I had long hair you never left my side. When it was short, you distanced yourself and now you are back again," he added.

Jason wanted to turn around and storm out of there but he found his feet rooted to the ground. His body didn't want to move away from his spot despite his annoyance at the prince's words.

"You think too highly of yourself, I am not interested in you," he bluffed.

He forced an emotionless look on his face not to expose the racing heartbeat in his chest. Or the blush that was threatening to creep into his cheeks.

"Let's see," the crown prince challenged. He raised his hand and folded it into a fist and aimed it at Jason's face.

"Wait," Jason screamed. "Wh...what are you doing?" He questioned.

"Finding out if you are interested in me," the crown prince replied. He swung his hand in the air, Jason closed his eyes and waited for the impact.

In one swift movement, the crown prince wrapped his hands around Jason's waist and pulled him closer to him that their bodies touched.

Jason opened his eyes in surprise and looked at him. Davion leaned his head to the side and close the distance between their faces.

Jason's lips parted slightly. Waiting in anticipation while carefully watching the crown prince's lips. He could hear the sound of his quickened heartbeat thundering in his chest.

Davion stopped right before their lips touched. He paused and met his gaze, his lips curled up into a satisfied smirk. The desire written in Jason's eyes was all the proof he needed.

It was so obvious that the prince of Xeris liked him. He was no different from all the others, he acted unaffected by his charm when he was infatuated by him.

"Amaru do you know what happened with my hair," the crown prince asked letting go of Jason and moving away from Jason's line of sight.

Jason's eyes moisten. His hands clenched into a fist, with his fingers digging into his skin. Disappointment and another bitter feeling washed over his body, he could understand why he felt the way he did.

He didn't like men but found that every action the prince made affected him. When the prince came close, his heart would skip a beat and when he went away, his heart would be in pain.

He had cut the prince's hair to stop him from distracting him from pursuing Sashina. He now realized that the hair was not the problem but rather his heart was.

"You are still as mean as I remember you to be," Amaru noted seeing Jason's condition. He pitied the man, as far as he could see, he was developing feelings for the crown prince of Aphidia but as far as he knew Davion.

The man only knew how to play games with people's hearts.. "Why change when I like myself the way I am?" The crown prince inquired.