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Chapter 15 - Let's Sing the Past

He gasped for air as soon as he opened his eyes. Heart pounding so hard. It was all a dream? But it felt so real...

"Time to wake up, breakfast is ready", Georg smiled before leaving Bill on the bed who was still breathing heavily. Georg could really be a good mother.

"Y-yeah. I'll go down", Bill croaked. As soon as Georg left the room, that's when he finally realized that he's... hard. He whispered a curse, closed his eyes as his hand traveled down inside his boxers.

After a couple of minutes, he went to the bathroom inside the room and took a short shower. After, he looked in front of the mirror and swore to make this day without thinking too much.

"Forget about the past", He mumbled. "Nothing happened in the past"

~*~

"Good morning, guys", Bill greeted once he sat down on the dining table. Everyone was expecting to see Bill in a bad mood but they were wrong.

"Good morning, Sir", James smiled politely. He was already eating on the table together with the cameramen, Carl, Tom and Georg.

"Mornin'" Carl greeted with his mouth full of bread.

"Good morning. Want some milk?" Tom grinned. Tom didn't wait for Bill's response and just poured some on his empty glass.

"Thanks", Bill said politely

"You're always welcome", Tom winked as he poured milk on his glass as well.

They continued eating in a brighter mood as if nothing happened yesterday night.

Once they all finished eating, they went to the living room and prepared for the next bonding activity.

"Ooookay!!!  Our next activity..... Tom and Bill collaboration!" Carl announced happily with a clap as he stood in the middle of the living room, television set behind him.

"Collaboration of what?" Bill inquired as he sat on the couch comfortably. He patted his tummy with a sigh. "Can I keep Georg in my house?" he declared with a soft moan, closing his eyes as he did so. This was one of the most satisfying breakfasts he had.

"You're going to play us a song." Carl explained pointing a finger at Bill

"What song do you know?" Tom sat beside Bill and asked near his ears.

"Mostly, Nena songs", Bill answered, eyes still closed, unbeknownst to him that Tom's face were just inches away from him.

"Then we'll have a problem. I only know my own thing and hiphop", Tom sniggered lightly as he gave up from his attempt to flirt with a close-eyed Bill on his sofa.

"Then you sing Tom's composition. You said it's mostly ballad. Don't worry, we'll give you time to practice", Carl shrugged. That's when Bill's eyes flew open.

"Is it okay?" Tom cocked an eyebrow at Bill.

Bill went silent, as if he was thinking deeply, but nodded after a moment. With that, Tom stood up and immediately went to get his precious guitar like an excited kid.

"So, what's going on?" Georg emerged from the kitchen when he finally finished cleaning up. He sat beside James, who was still busy making himself invisible in his boss's eyes.

"I'm gonna sing Tom's composition. Is it any good?" Bill curiously asked the brunette.

"In my opinion, it's actually good", Georg replied positively. In a matter minutes, Tom finally emerged from his room with a triumphant grin on his face.