The Playboy and the F*ckboy [BL] Season 1

43: What's New?

It was four in the morning the next day.

Zed was happily awakened by the relentless ringing from his alarm clock. He stood up, went to the gym, lifted some weights for an hour, and dragged his feet towards the bathroom after.

After showering, he suit himself into his uniform and hastily ran down to the kitchen.

All throughout the process he was smiling. 

When he turned on the corner he accidentally bumped into someone who was still in his pajamas.

Jaspher stood from the floor and groaned, "Aww... why are you up so early?" 

Zed stared at Jaspher. He did not answer and walked past through him and dragged his feet towards kitchen. He opened the fridge to get a cheesecake.

As Jaspher follow Zed's actions, he found himself very confused. He had been living here for months time now, to the point that he memorized Heather and Zed's schedule.Why is he up early for school? 

But even with all of these probes, Jaspher still have another skeptical thought in his mind. Why did he cook last night again? And why the hell is he smiling like that at the cheesecake he made?!

Last night,  Jaspher returned tired from work. When he entered the mansion, the air was cold  and it was too quite. Suddenly, Jaspher heard clanking sounds form the kitchen so he head there first.

He immediately saw Zed, roaming around the kitchen with an apron on. 

Jaspher was about to say something when a sweet and salty smell wafted against his nose. Jaspher didn't even need to ask, he already knew what it was. "Hell yeah! My favorite Adobo!"

Heather, who was staring cravingly at  a bowl of thick brown sauce with boiled eggs and pork on the table was startled. "Oh... I apologize, Jaspher. I didn't see you there I was too... distracted." Heather gulped and looked at the Adobo once again. "This is my first time actually seeing this. I only hear this from Aeiou. It smells so good."

Jaspher walked to Heather and sat himself beside her. "That is Adobo. A Filipino staple food. We don't have that in Spain so I can only eat this when I come here and Zed cooks for me. Try it, Zed's Adobo is the best."

"So you're back, old man." A figure appeared beside Jaspher. 

This person placed two plates in front of them with a cup of rice and a spoon. Then he sat across the two. "Go on, eat." It was Zed. 

"Oh... what's gotten into you? The last time you cook here, you wanted something from me. What is it this time? A Lamborghini truck?"

"No. Your decapitated head."

"Oh..." Jaspher grabbed his spoon and started eating. Jaspher pouted, "Just because you know you're my heir you wanted me dead so bad... damn it! This is still the best! Try it Heather!"

Heather snapped back to reality and grabbed her spoon. She place a slice of pork with some sauce on a spoonful of rice and brought it onto her mouth. "Mmmmm!!!! It's so good! Aeiou will like this!"

"Oh so that's why you cooked again..." Jaspher said in a suggestive tone. "Aeiou... Aeiou... Aeiou... when can I meet this Aeiou? Huh?"

Zed shot him an icy glare to make him stop. Jaspher took a bite silently and said no more.  

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After they bumped into each other, Zed asked Jaspher if he wanted some cheesecake. Jaspher didn't even flinch and walked back to the kitchen to grabb his own plate and spoon. 

When a spoonful of cheesecake left his mouth, Jaspher moaned. "Ah... so good."

The salty, sourly, and sweet flavors exploded inside Jaspher's mouth. In Jaspher's every chew of the slice of cheesecake until he finished, his tongue was swimming in clouds. The cake was silky, fluffy and moist. Suddenly, Jaspher remembered someone. This is so tasty, I should bring some to Jake.