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Chapter Eight

  Sebastien woke up and gingerly reached for his phone as to not disturb a sleeping Alek on his chest.
  He opened various social media apps, each one having the same trending topic
  Adam Rochester comes home for his and twin brother Aleksander's annual birthday celebration

  The Rochester family gathers for dinner at their newest acclaimed hotel

  Adam and Alek Rochester's birthday celebrations have been kicked off
  The Rochesters were spotted at their hotel last night having their annual dinner, after Adam returned from studying abroad. The-
  "Whatcha reading?" Alek asked in a groggy voice.
  "Tabloids. About your family. Have you ever read any of them? They're so detailed." Sebastien chuckled, continuing to scroll through multiple different articles.
  "Yeah, people really eat that shit up."
  "Listen to this shit..Famous twins Alek and Adam Rochester reunite after months apart. Alek lives in California and follows in his father's footsteps by pursuing golf and business. The younger twin, Adam, studies abroad for most of the year, only visiting for holidays and the boys' shared birthday on September 23rd- like who gives a fuck?"
  "Clearly you do, since you keep reading it." Alek sat up and moved so he was sitting next to Sebastien, where he yawned and rubbed his eyes.
  "I'm just in awe of how much people are obsessed with other people's lives. Like they don't know any of you. Adam smiles and they're all aw treasured baby Rochester, when in reality he's an assface. This shit is actually really creepy if you think about it. They're just stalking- hey!"
  Alek grabbed Sebastien's phone and threw it onto the sofa. "Stop reading that stuff. I don't want to think about or hear about my family when I'm with you."
  "Okay. I'm sorry." Sebastien crawled onto Alek's lap. "No more. I'll just read them when you're not around."
  "Do you enjoy it or something?" Alek chuckled, gently rubbing his thumbs against Sebastien's hips.
  "I like the thought of them not knowing. They observe you and write these intensely detailed stories, not knowing that they're missing the biggest detail of all," Sebastien smiled, his mouth grazing Alek's, "Me."
  Alek chuckled, pulling Sebastien closer by his hips. "I love you."
  "I love you too." Sebastien pressed their lips together repeatedly, ensuing a gentle makeout session.
  Three times now Alek had told Sebastien he loves him. All three times, he didn't make a big deal out of it. He simply said it back because he meant it. He really loves Alek. And he couldn't comprehend how happy and loved he felt every time Alek said it first. None of his ex boyfriends said it first. Some of them didn't even say it at all. But every time the words passed Alek's lips, Sebastien's stomach flipped and his insides felt warm. He wholeheartedly believed Alek was in love with him.
  Looking back and comparing his other relationships to this one, he never should've believe the very few empty "I love yous" that he heard. He so desperately wanted to hang on to nothing and hope it would get better. But right now, he's not waiting. He loves Alek. And Alek loves him. It's that simple.
  The only sound in the room was the gentle smacking of their lips and an occasional moan that either boy would let out. After a few more minutes, Alek groaned and leaned his head back against the wall.
  Sebastien furrowed his eyebrows, confused at the sudden mood change. "What?"
  "My phone."
  "You can hear it vibrating?" Sebastien raised a brow.
  "You would too if you were at your secret boyfriend's apartment when your family thinks you're with your fake-real girlfriend." Alek said, grabbing his phone and answering it. "Hello?"
  Sebastien was impressed with how he easily faked grogginess. Due to their closeness, Sebastien could hear Alek's mom on the other end.
  "Good morning to you too." Mrs. Rochester said stiffly.
  "Mom, it's barely seven and I just woke up. Pardon me if I'm not the most enthused in this moment." Alek said, still talking slower than normal.
  Sebastien slowly maneuvered down, pulling Alek's underwear with him along the way.
  Alek pushed his hand into Sebastien's hair, leaning his head back. "Yeah, I know."
  Alek paused, presumably as his mother said something (Sebastien could no longer hear her due to his new distance).
  "Oh fuck-" Alek slipped as Sebastien slowly pushed his head down and let Alek's dick hit the back of his throat.
  "Excuse me?" Mrs. Rochester said sharply.
  Alek had put his phone on speaker and held it as far away from his mouth as he could. He shifted his hips in a circle, making Sebastien gag.
  "All I'm trying to do is plan a perfect party for you and that's how you repay me? I've been letting you have a pass recently with Adam around--giving you more time with your friends and letting you sneak off to see Chloe, but if you're going to be disrespectful, then I'll make you spend every last minute of this godforsaken September with your bastard brother and put press on your ass to make sure it happens." Mrs. Rochester snapped, sighing heavily at the end.
  "No- I- I'm sorry. I didn't- that wasn't at you. I spilled my coffee, I'm sorry." Alek said, clenching his jaw and holding Sebastien's hair in a tight fist.
  Mrs. Rochester sighed again. "Please come home as soon as possible. I would like to get to the stores before noon. We have a lot to get done today. I would love to have Chloe along, but we have to focus. You still need to get fitted for your suit, we have to decide on cake, meet with the party planner, figure out the decorations, invitations, and guests. Are you on your way?"
  Sebastien looked up at Alek, a few strands of hus dark hair falling over his eyes.
  Alek swallowed and spoke with his jaw clenched. "Yeah...I'm almost there."
  "I know you're lying, Aleksander."
  "I would be in the car if you hadn't called me. I don't drive while on my phone."
  "Just get over here. Now." Mrs. Rochester hung up before Alek could, making the latter drop his phone and relax back into the mattress as he moaned loudly. He pushed his hips up as he came, the combination of actions making Sebastien gag and pull his head back quickly.
  His lips were dripping saliva and cum as he took a few deep breaths. He looked up at Alek, meeting his eyes through his hair.
  "Oh...fuck..wow." Alek breathed, his eyes intently set on Sebastien. "You're so beautiful."
  Sebastien swallowed what hadn't dripped out of his mouth, then wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "Even like this?"
  "Especially like this. I want to fuck you so badly right now, but I really have to go." Alek exhaled, leaning his head back on his left arm and resting his right arm over his stomach.
  Sebastien rolled off of the bed and tossed a small towel to Alek. "I know. I'll see you...well next time I see you will probably be at your party with the way your mom just gave you the verbal wooden spoon."
  Alek chuckled as he wiped his stomach and thighs. He tossed the towel into Sebastien's hamper, then gathered his clothes and put them on rather quickly.
  In this moment, Sebastien realized that it's a sight he will never get tired of.
Alek jumped into his shoes and leaned down, kissing Sebastien quickly. "Bye. I love you."
  Sebastien smiled like he did every other time those words effortlessly fell out of Alek's mouth. "I love you too. Be careful and don't pick any decorations that will suck to clean up."
  "Funny that you think I have any say in what this party is going to be like." Alek chuckled, then winked, "But if Ben will let me, I'll stay and help clean up regardless."