Sweet Devil [BL]

Chapter 128. Kidnapping

Jake's loud voice made Gabriel frown. Unless he wanted to become deaf, he had no choice but to hold his cell phone farther away from his ear, which was already beginning to ring.

"Jake, calm down. You're talking too fast and I can't understand a thing of what you're saying."

"Tristan and Misha are missing," Jake growled after sucking in a deep breath. "I took my eyes off of them for a second, and now, they're gone!"

Holding in a sigh, Gabriel pinched the bridge of his nose. He was pretty sure Jake did not look after Tristan, much less Misha. His brother was probably too busy bargaining whatever had caught his eye to care about his charges. They were likely long gone when he noticed their disappearance, and who knew where they were now; they could be nearby as they could be far away.

Of course, Jake was aware of this. That was why he called. If his mother were to learn that he had lost Tristan in the shopping mall... He would rather not think about it.

Unlike his brother, Gabriel was not agitated. He had a hunch Misha took the opportunity to slip away when Jake wasn't paying attention, knowing exactly what he was doing. Being obedient wasn't like him, after all.

"Did you try to call Misha? He should have his cell phone with him."

"What do you think? The brat isn't answering!"

"Alright, I'll try to call him."

"You do that."

Without further ado, Jake hanged up, leaving Gabriel with a headache. Why on earth did he have to babysit two fully grown men? Well, one of them was stuck in the body of a teenager, but still. Misha was mentally an adult, and he was even older than him, so could someone tell him why he had to take care of his mess? Hm?

"What's going on?" Masha asked, interrupting his thoughts. "Jake was screaming awfully loudly."

"Well, looks like Misha decided to disappear on him when he wasn't looking."

"That does sound like something my brother would do...."

"Definitely!" Stephan laughed, sipping on his coffee with a smile on his lips. "Still, it's better for him to slip away than to strangle Jake. So, I'd say he did the right thing."

"He's nevertheless causing trouble," Gabriel sighed, dialing Misha's phone number. "Cleaning after him is always a real headache."

"Yes, yes, it is. But you'll do it anyway," Stephan chuckled.

Gabriel glanced sideways at his friend but did not deny it. Everyone knew he was complaining for the sake of it, so they did not comment any further. Soon, they all fell quiet as Gabriel waited for Misha to answer his phone call, which didn't take long.

"What's up?"

"Misha, where are you?"

"In the shopping mall, where else?"

"I suppose Tristan is with you?"

"Yeah? What's with all the questions?"

"Just answer your phone next time Jake calls. He's searching everywhere for you two."

"Geh."

"Misha..."

"Fine! I'll give him a call!" Misha reluctantly agreed. "It's not my fault if he's too busy bothering the clerk to notice us leaving. Is that all you had to say?"

"Well...."

"Then see you."

After saying his piece, Misha hung up before Gabriel could even say goodbye. Then, the teenager lowered his eyes and glared at the cell phone in his hand. Misha didn't want to call Jake. He really, really didn't want to. But he had to.