Dinner with Kaemon

Dinner with Kaemon isn't quite what Eric expected.

Prologue
Eric and Kaemon have known each other for their entire lives. Eric was quite the family man, a husband and two beautiful children. Kaemon on the other hand was not a fan of children, though he was very serious with his long term girlfriend. Eric's husband Jesse and Kaemon weren't the best of friends, in fact they hated each other. One evening, after Jesse had gone to work and the kids at school, Kaemon invited Eric over to taste some dishes he had been tampering with.

'Here, try this.' The tall dark haired male suggested with a smile. Eric glanced up then at the plate.
'What is it?' He hesitated
'My special recipe.' Kaemon smiled.
Although a little uneasy after staring at what appears to be oddly large wide noodles, Eric nodded and took a bite.
'So? What do you think?' Kaemin asked.
'There's Uh.. This interesting texture.' Eric gestured, smacking his lips.
'Like.. Rubber.'
Kaemon nodded a few times then stood upright and set the plate down. After a moment, lawman reaches over and grabbed a bowl,
'Close your eyes?'
Confused, Eric let out a small chuckle. He turned to find the taller male suddenly very close
'Close your eyes.' Kaemon demanded.
'Wait.. You were serious?' Eric swallowed. "Okay.. Okay"
With a smirk, Kaemon gathered a spoonful.
'That's an unique flavor..' Eric mumbled, holding a hand in front of his mouth. 'What.. What is--'
'A sauce that.. Uh.. My mother taught me when I was little. ' Kaemon replied.

'Thank you for having me over but... I better get back.' Eric stood and stretched, 'The last time I kept Jesse waiting, he made me sleep on the ouch.'
Kaemon stared a moment, 'For...keeping him...?'
'Yeah.. He got. Suspicious.. Thought I was with another man..' Eric made a face. A sudden and alarming thought came to Eric's mind
"I think it's about time I head home.. Thanks for dinner."
Kaemon watched the taller man a moment then nodded.

. . .

Eyes vibrant with fear and paranoia, Eric seung his front door open,
"Jesse!!?" F**k, f**k... No.
Panicking, Eric frantically looked in ever room. Every knock and cranny of his now daunting home.
"Jesse!! Please, please answer me?!"
Eric's body started to shake uncontrollably.
"He's gone.. He's.. No..."
As he felt himself grow cold, Eric heard what seemed to be a soft and low voice but he couldn't make out what it was saying. As he listened, the voice grew louder.
"Eric? Eric!"
Eric eyes snapped open, beside him, a smaller male.
"Why do you always do this?" Jesse asked, "You start cleaning then fall asl--"
Cut off by a sudden hug, Jesse stumbled a bit. "Wha--"

Author's Note

Please excuse any grammatical errors >.<