QT: I Bent The Male Lead

Jason stood in the middle of the room with Davion. The orchestra started playing a slow love song for them. The guests stood close to each other to watch the couple dance.

They made a circle around the room, with enough space for Jason and Davion to move around to their hearts content. 

Crown Prince Davion took one step forward and took Jason's hand. He pulled him close and encircled his hand to the man's waist. 

The light of the chandelier fell on the two of them giving them the spotlight. The crowd gasped at how beautiful the two of them looked under the shimmering lights in the room. 

Jason took a deep breath, he let the prince take the lead, his body knew the dance even though he himself had never ballroom danced before. 

He gazed into Davion's eyes with love. The chances that hr would get the crown prince's first dance when the night began were low but fate had worked in his favor and he was there in Davion's arms dancing with him. 

He moved to the music following the prince's movements as they waltz around the space in the dance floor. 

Jason closed his eyes and leaned his head on Davion's shoulder and let the music take him to the land of bliss. As he danced and enjoyed the comfort of the crown prince's smell. His mind and body relaxed allowing him to enjoy himself. 

"I can believe how good you are at this Jasy."

He opened his eyes as he heard the author's voice in his head. He found himself in a beautifully decorated glamourous room with him on the dance floor. 

It was only him and Davy in the room. There was no one else there, no shadow of a waiter or any other being. Davy held his hand and led him to move to the music that played in the background. 

"Here you were telling me that you didn't know how to dance," Davy let out to him. 

"I only gave it a try since it is your birthday. Happy birthday love," Jason found himself saying. 

Tears rolled from his eyes as he watched the male before him. The scene didn't feel like a dream. It was way too real, like a memory. 

"Am I so good looking that you won't stop staring?" Davy teased and winked his right eye at him. Jason's lips parted. He wanted to ask him how they knew each other but the answer was right before him. 

Just friends don't call each other love. They stood so close to each other that it would be uncomfortable but he didn't seem to mind. 

"Since it is my birthday, won't you give me a gift?" Davy raised a question. "Do you want to know what I want?" The boy whispered in his ear. 

Jason nodded unable to form words to express the surprise and confusion that he had in that moment. His head was running so fast trying to make sense of everything. 

"I want you. Naked in my bed while I to..."

"You never miss a chance to let your thoughts ran wild."

Davy laughed. 

"Ahhh," Jason gasped. He glanced up and met with Davion's piercing eyes. 

"You seemed glad to dance with me. But you have the nerve to fall asleep?" The crown prince inquired harshly in a hushed tone. 

Jason stared at him and didn't say anything. How could he, his heart and mind were occupied with the feelings of what he had just seen in his head. 

Doctors had told him that doing things that he used to do before the accident might trigger his memories. The dance with the crown prince triggered his memory of his dance with the author. 

It got him wondering how he could forget something so important. Until that moment, he thought that the love from Davy was unrequited but it turned out that the feelings were very much requited. 

He and Davy could have been in a relationship with each other. The accident had made him forget but the author knew all along. He felt trapped, like he was suffocating. 

The crown prince in the novel was the version of the author in the book. He was unsure what sick game the author thought to play with him. From the beginning he was under the illusion that he got to enter the book because of his support for the author and his work. 

Now he was finding out that the he and the man had a past together. They shared an intimate relationship, yet the man never bothered to tell him. He didn't bother to visit him in the hospital when he had the accident and didn't even try to remind him. 

He chose the easy way out and decided to leave when things got difficult. It was his life and he felt every inch of it. In that moment he couldn't be happy, he was looking at the crown prince but all he could see was Davy. 

The two were different, one was his past and the other his future. He was with the prince and through him he was leaning about his forgotten past. He felt confused. 

Since the two were practically the same person. He didn't know which one of them he loved. Unaware of everything that went on during his time in high school he could only cling to the little that he knew. 

Every chamber in his heart was in pain. He had sat with the man and had a meal with him, plenty of chances for Davy to tell him the truth but he didn't. 

He didn't realise when he had started crying until his cheeks were soaked. "It was only a question. There is no need to be dramatic," the crown prince spoke out. 

He thought that Jason was crying over what he said. "I can't do this," Jason stopped dancing and took a step back from the prince. 

He placed up to him. "Happy Birthday love," the words rang in his ear making his heart skip a beat. 

He closed his eyes in pain letting the tears flow freely. Entering the novel taught him that even men could cry. They felt pain and broke just like women and sometimes they weren't strong enough to hold their tears back in front of everyone.

Everyone was surprised by the turn out of events. Jason dashed out of the room unable to contain his emotions. His feet kept him moving, even he wasn't sure where he headed. 

He was stuck between two points. Not sure which turn led to his destination. The novel was a live story between Davion and Prince Nedryn. He transmigrated to the body of the prince. But neither the life or the love was his. 

Yet the thoughts of the real world brought him no comfort at all. How was he to accept the reality of things? He had a relationship that he knew nothing about and was trapped in the novel of his ex boyfriend. 

Jason found himself scoffing, calling Davy his ex boyfriend sounded strange. Mostly since he didn't remember the boyfriend part of his life. Without the knowledge he looked Davy in the eye and treated him like a stranger. 

It was all turning out to be a little too much for him. "Arghhhhh," he screamed his heart out. 

He fell to his knees and glanced up. Thoughts ran in his mind, the author had to have added the scene of him recalling the past. He was haubting him of the memories that he had lost. 

His life seemed like a joke to the man. He didn't care how what he did would affect him, as long it made pages of the story and it added word count to the plot. Davy just added it, he was disappointment. 

So many emotions flowed through him. All taking him back to the flashback that the author had taken him back to. 

"I hate you," he shouted. 

Just for one night. He wanted things to go well without any hitches but despite all the twists that he had added the book. The author wasn't satisfied. He kept pushing until he couldn't take it anymore. 

"Congratulations, you win."

Jason dropped his head to the ground exhausted. He couldn't count with words how many battles he had fought since the sun rose that moment. At the end of the day, he was only human and he too had limits and he had reached him. 

Amaru, Malcer, Sashina, and Amberly arrived at the scene. To say that they weren't shocked by how the man was behaving, then they would be lying. 

"I danced with him as he requested. What is his problem now?" Davion asked from the distance. The crown prince didn't seem moved by Jason's situation. He was just happy that Jason ran off, that way he could spend the rest of the night with Aricus instead. 

"You should go and check on him," Aricus pushed concerned. 

"Why should I? I don't care what happens to him," Davion replied.