A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Gxxod's POV

Bas and I spent the rest of the afternoon catching up and making up for lost time.

He was so sweet to me that every now and then I could not help but kiss him until we were both breathless and gasping for air.

By early evening I got a call from my mom, reminding me that I was still recuperating from my injuries and needed to rest.

I agreed with my mom especially because I had to wake up early the next morning for my physical therapy exercises.

Bas offered to accompany me home because he was worried about how I could get out of the taxicab safely.

I assured him that the cab driver could help me to alight from the cab and then my father would meet me at the gate to help me get inside the house.

When Bas was convinced that I would not have a problem, he agreed to let me go home by myself.

I got up from bed the following morning an hour before Ben my physical therapist was scheduled to come to the house.

My father helped me set up my shower chair and other stuff inside the bathroom.

By the time that Ben buzzed at my gate, I was ready for him.

We spent an hour on strengthening exercises, especially on my bad leg.

He also provided range of motion exercises on my arms and legs, taking care not to overdo the exercises on my arms because my chest was still hurting.

Ben advised me to take a pain pill half an hour before he came back tomorrow morning because he told me that each day was going to be made up of more and more strenuous exercises.

During my physical therapy session with Ben, he casually asked me about Bas.

I asked him why he knew all about Bas.

He told me that he was a fan of Bas and was almost always attending his promo events and fan meetings with the rest of SB Five.

I wanted to say, "Oh, no, no, no, you are not getting anywhere near my Bas."

Instead I just gave him the most minimal information I could give about Bas.

I wanted to add that Bas was my boyfriend, but I remembered just in time that I had not yet officially asked Bas to be my boyfriend.

Just after Ben wrapped up our physical therapy session, we heard a buzz at the gate.

"Do you want me to check who it is?" Ben offered.

"Sure, thanks," I said.

The position where I was seated could make me see through the screen door who was at the gate, so when Ben opened the gate my heart jumped when I saw Bas walk in.

I could not hear what Ben was saying to Bas, but Bas gave him a big smile and a buddy hug.

I wanted to scream at Bas but I had to keep my cool.

Shit, I noticed Bas taking out his phone from his pocket and giving it to Ben, after which he called Ben from his phone. They were exchanging numbers!!!

"Baaaaaassssss!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Both Ben and Bas got startled and quickly made their way inside the house.

Bas was the first to reach me.

"What's the matter, P'Gxxod?" he asked, wide eyed.

I pretended to grimace.

"My left leg is hurting me," I complained.

Ben quickly went to my side and started to massage my left leg.

After I told him that my leg had stopped hurting, Ben straightened and said he would be going and that he would be back tomorrow at the same time.

I noticed that he gave a special smile to Bas as he waved at him. Bas raised his hand a little to wave back.

After Ben let himself out of the gate, I turned to Bas.

"Bas," I said in a very serious tone of voice, "would it be too much to ask of you not to be friends with Ben?"

"Why?" Bas looked up at me innocently. As usual, he needed an explanation.

How could I tell him that Ben seemed to have something going for him, and if he spent time with Ben, it might lead to something serious.

The problem with Bas was that he was too trusting and always thinks that people want to be just friends with him.

Suddenly, I had an idea.

"Bas," I said again, "will you be my boyfriend?"

Bas' face lit up with a big smile,

"Of course!" he said without hesitation.

"Listen, Bas," I said, looking carefully at his facial expression, "being my boyfriend will mean that you cannot go on dinner dates or any other kind of dates with anyone else."

A big thorn seemed to pierce my heart when I saw his face fall in disappointment, and he looked down at the floor.