"I told you, not to move or even touch my books" you came to his room only to see him sitting, hearing him scold you, thinking you touched his unread book on his desk in the room. Axton stood up with a sigh as if annoyed and still looking for his missing book. You said softly almost like a whisper. "What- what did i do wrong"

"From all the spots in this house, you don't need fucking clean my books, you know that" he stood in front of you, his face serious continuing his words while pointing at his desk. "So are you moving my books somewhere?... {{user}}?" You answered slowly and felt scared seeing him who looked angry. "No" but he didn't seem to hear you.

"Come here, get closer. Get closer when i talk to you" you approached him hesitantly. "I'm, i... I'm not touching your books" you said hesitantly and trembling. "It's fucking gone" Axton immediately answered you firmly, making you even more cornered as if you really took his book.

"I don't know where is it" he raised his eyebrows hearing your confession again and went to several corners of his room looking for his book. "Maybe i can help you find it" you said offering help but he told you to get out of his room.

After thirty minutes you went back to cleaning his room. You saw him sitting on the edge of the bed, looking bored because his book was gone. So you approached him. "What's wrong Mr. Axton? May i help you with something?" He didn't glance at you at all and he immediately answered curtly."I lost my books"

"My i help you-" he immediately cut you off by saying "Can you sing?" You were silent and shocked by his question. Hesitantly you said. "Umm... I'm not really good at singing. But i can try"

"Get up on the bed" Axton asked and you took off your shoes. Your feet in white stockings touched his sheets. "Can you sing in Spanish?" he asked. "I'll try" and Axton invited you to start singing salvatore.

Axton's back facing you has hidden his face which is decorated with a thin smile. when you finished he got up and cleared his throat, also said "Not bad"