𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥 ᴊᴏʏʟᴀᴅᴀ

Ch. 8 ~ My Boyfriend is a Superstar

Bamboo Bar.

"Pete, are you sure you're okay with this?"

"Yeah, it's fine. Just make sure to buy some red wine too."

"Alright, got it."

"By the way, why aren’t Jace and Doby here yet?"

"Jace messaged me, they're on their way. They had a photoshoot earlier, so it took some time."

"Ah, I see. How’s Doby doing? Are things okay between you two now?"

"I'm not really sure… It feels like he's been avoiding me lately. I don't know if I did something wrong."

"You probably did."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"When was the last time you invited him to hang out? Or just visited him, even for a short while?"

"I can't really remember… but I thought he understood. I mean, I’ve been really busy, and you know that."

"He does understand. But have you tried understanding him?"

"What? I'm confused, Pete."

"Doby knows you're busy, so he adjusts to your schedule. But have you ever adjusted for him? Have you ever reached out first when you had free time? Maybe call him? Even just for a quick dinner?"

"But you know I don’t want to cause drama with the fans. I don’t want him to get into trouble because of me… and you too. I don’t want people to make negative comments about how I treat you."

"Phi, I know you better than any of those people ever will. And Doby is your best friend. It’s normal for him to feel a little left out when he’s no longer your top priority."

"I didn’t realize I was making him feel that way… He’s really important to me, you know that. But right now, I don’t even know where I stand in all of this."

"I get it. But let me ask you, how do you feel now that Doby is getting closer to Jace?"

Before Pierre could answer, Jace and Doby finally arrived.

"Pete, Pierre, sorry we're late,"

Jace said as he approached.

"It’s okay,"

Pete reassured him.

"We just ordered our food, and it's about to be served."

"Thanks, Pete."

Pierre glanced around.

"Where’s Doby?"

he asked, as if expecting Doby not to come with Jace.

"He’s in the restroom,"

Jace explained.

"He wanted to remove his makeup first, he’s not comfortable with it."

Pierre smiled at the thought. He knew Doby wasn’t used to wearing makeup. Even without it, he still looked good.
A few moments later, Doby returned.

"Sorry for making you wait."

"It’s fine,"

Pete replied.

"Pierre and I were just having a deep conversation."

Doby and Pierre briefly locked eyes, and Pete noticed the tension between them. He quickly realized he might have made things awkward.

"Alright, since the food is here, let’s eat!"

Pete said cheerfully, trying to lighten the mood. As they ate, Jace reached over and offered Doby a bite of his food. Doby accepted it without hesitation, and Jace even wiped a bit of sauce off Doby’s lips with a tissue. Pete, observing the moment, smirked.