"Feel free to do whatever you want," Tay said, lying in Kinn's bed as he scrolled through his phone.
Which was so weird. More often than not, Tay wanted to talk about it. But recently, he'd been shrugging it off, like it meant nothing. Like it wasn't something that would make Tay go feral in the past.
"What are you reading?" Time asked.
"Nothing."
"You understand that it just kind of... happened, right?" Time asked.
Tay shrugged, saying, "You're an adult. You don't need me to police you."
Time bit his finger, watching Tay. Angry, loud Tay was scary. Quiet, seething Tay loved to withhold sex. Indifferent Tay was new. What was on his phone that was so important anyway?
Getting up, Time grabbed Tay's phone from his hands.
"Hey, stop," Tay said, sitting up.
"What are you reading that's taking your attention from me?" Tay asked, smiling as he saw what it was. "You're still obsessed with this thing."
He knew what it was. Some weird website that only opened in Kinn's building. Tay liked to read it. Time had even looked through it before. But this was new. Were those comments?
suitsandgiggles: he knows he's hot
mansionman: admin needs to give us the goods. Get nasty with Khun-Tay.
everybodynobody: khun-Time doesn't treat him right
iloveofficehours: I'd take Khun-Tay on a real date
"Is this what you're reading now?" Time asked.
Tay snatched his phone away.
"At least I'm not fucking any of them."
"That's not fair."
"Oh?" Tay asked. "Maybe one day I'll..." Tay paused to think. "What's that bullshit you always say? Oh yes. Maybe one day "it'll just happen"," Tay said. "You know? Beyond my control."
"You wouldn't do that me," Time said, feeling a chill in his bones.
"Wouldn't I?" Tay asked. "After all, your excuse is always that they throw themselves at you." Tay smiled, walking backwards. "Maybe some nice, hot bodyguard will throw himself at me, and I won't even know what happened." Tay blinked at him with a smile on his face, just as he opened the door and walked out of the room, leaving Tay standing in the middle of Kinn's room.
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The Mansion of Men
FanfictionThe mafia men need a place to blow off steam. And it's not the kind of place you might imagine. It's not a bar. It's not a brothel. It's not a gym. It's a website where they get to read anonymous fanfics about their co workers and bosses fucking ea...
