Our Cute and Innocent Mate

63|Cigarettes

H a r r y

"What's your name?" I asked. The car was filled with his sweet scent. I was never really fond of sweet things but he smelled great that it was so intoxicating and strong. The wind was strong at the back without the window.

He let me ride with him to the repair shop where I always frequent.

"Why do you fvcking ask?"

I looked at him. "Then I'll call you fvck since it's your favorite word." I said and he glared at me.

He's quite handsome but he looks cute when he makes an angry face.

"Cain, fvck. It's Cain." He said making me chuckle secretly.

"I'm Harry."

"No one's asking for your fvcking name."

I smiled. It was amazing how he never forgets to say the word fvck whenever he opens his mouth. 

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"Harry, what do you have here?" The owner of the shop, Taylor, greeted me when he saw me go out of the passenger seat. "A 2016 Toyota model. What happened?"

"Check the back." I said and Taylor was surprised to see a missing rear window of the car.

"Oh." Taylor nodded his head. "Did some punk do this?"

"I did." I said and Taylor looked at me.

Cain went out of the car with his hands on the front pocket of his jeans and looked around that shop.

"He's the owner. Give him the bills later." I said.

Cain's attention was turned to me immediately. 

"Hey! You fvcker! You said you're going to pay! I'm not gonna fvcking pay!" Cain fumed.

"Then, give me your phone." I said, raising my hand.

Cain looked at me, frowning. "What the fvck for?"

"I'll give you my number so you can contact me."

"I only need the window to be fixed. I don't need your number."

"Then, I'm not paying." I said and I heard Taylor let out a single laugh before walking inside his shop.

Cain glared at me before opening the car door and picked his phone then gave it to me. He also gave me a middle finger making me chuckle.

He has this old iPhone model and the tempered glass was already covered with cracks like a spider's web. I dialed my number and called it hearing my phone that was in my pocket rang. Cain was looking at me in irritation and just when I was about to give his phone back, someone named the initial D.

Cain grabbed his phone and walked out of the shop as he answered the call. He was far but I could still hear their conversation. I didn't want to eavesdrop but I couldn't help it. I was curious who that initial D was.

"Hey, I am on my way home. I may need to leave your car in a shop because some punk broke the rear window--"

"You motherfvcker! Do you know how old that fvcking car is? You took your time going out and I only need you to buy one thing then you say my car's broken? You motherfvcker! I should've killed you together with that fvcking bitch."

I frowned hearing what someone from the other line said. It must have been his father and he sounded drunk.

"Fvck, I'll get home as soon as I can so stop fussing about a damn cigarette box." Cain said and ended the call when the man on the other line was still in the middle of cursing him.

He looked like he was in trouble. I wondered if he have abusive parents.

"Harry, do you know that punk?" Taylor asked when he went out of his shop.

"I meet him just now. Can you get the window fixed by tomorrow?" I asked.

"Tomorrow?" Taylor thought. "I have a lot to fix first but if you want it rushed then I'm afraid you have to pay more."

"Send it to me, I'll wire you the bill immediately." I said.

"Then, it's settled."

After talking to Taylor, I went out and saw Cain smoking while stooping outside the shop.

"It'll be done tomorrow." I said.

Cain stood up and threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped on it before kicking it away.

"Great." He said and he walked away.

"Wait. Where are you going?" I jogged to catch his pace.

"Aren't you fvcking stubborn?" He said, annoyed.

"I will be if you don't answer my question."

"So fvcking annoying." He said and went inside a near convenient store. I watched him buy a pack of red cigarettes and he was surprised to see me still waiting for him. It was starting to get dark.

"What the fvck! You're still here?" He said and scanned me.

Cain sneered and he removed his jacket then threw it to me with an annoyed face.

"Fvck off." He said and leave that place.

I was surprised when he gave me his jacket and it was filled with his scent that Amarok almost kicked in and chase our mate.

I went home still thinking of the fact that I found my mate and that he was a human and a male also. I didn't want to throw that rock on the car window but I had to. I knew it was the scent of my mate that time so I had to make him stop the car but there was no other way to make a rushing car stop from running than to ruin it.

It was a chance encounter. If I didn't go out for a jog, then I wouldn't meet my mate. I smirked thinking at his annoyed and angry face but I frowned thinking about that call. I feel worried that he might have an abusive father. Cain might have learned to speak those nasty words because of his father.

Damn. I thought when I went back home.

I wanted to see him again. I sat on the bed and rubbed my face in frustration and looked at Cain's jacket that I placed on a chair. Was it wrong for me not to wash it because I didn't want his scent to fade away. His sweet scent mixed with cigarettes was so good. 

It was making me and Amarok go crazy.

I groaned as I get up and took a shower then have dinner. I couldn't wait for tomorrow and I have to think of a way for Cain and me to meet again. Guess I might still use that old car as an excuse to see his annoyed face again.

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