Freedom [AlanGaipa] English Ver.

[5] Game

  If they thought we were all characters in a game it would be easier to do and undo things, it would take less time and by being obsessed with it you wouldn't be the one living your life or making the decisions, there will always be someone to do it for you.

The atmosphere had of course changed, the looks became more intense and from time to time Alan couldn't help but look at the other's lips and lick his lips, although Gaipa remembered for a second that they were in an office and a bank office in where anyone could enter at any time.

In this way, Gaipa returned to reality and got up, moving away a little. —I think... I'm leaving now.— Despite the fact that he had in mind that Alan would be angry with him for cutting the tension and not continuing with something else, he was very tender, on the contrary, he smiled sideways and caressed his nod hair. —Do not worry I understand.—. —If you want... you could go home after you leave the bank, we could have dinner, I promise I'm a good cook.—

Upon hearing that, Alan left his jacket on the desk and approached, remaining just inches away from the opponent, caressing his cheek. —It would be amazing, but let me cook, I want to do something special, even if it's this time.— Gaipa couldn't be more blushed, but not for any sexual reason, simply because he was the only one who achieved that, with just one look to bring him to his knees, Alan did that and more.

Leaving the bank, Gaipa was heading home, unless it was agreed that he had to go through some things at Jim's house. He knew that things between him and Wen hadn't ended well, but from what he understood, Alan and he were still friends, so he somehow thought that he should keep the peace and get along if he saw him often.

—Oh, Gaipa.—. —Man, I came to pick up some things, last night I was talking to Heart and I couldn't come, he's quite a talkative guy.— Jim nodded with a smile, handing him the bag he had to look for yesterday. —Then you must know who Li Ming hangs out with all the time.—. —I think you should finish accepting it Uncle, Ming isn't nine years old, it's okay that he's with someone who really loves him.— The taller one nodded and looked back when he heard a voice near them.

—Uncle, I left my cell phone charger at Alan's house last night, I'll go get it.— Gaipa looked at Wen, maybe a bit disappointed. —Wen, how long will you continue with that?—. —I told you we're friends.— Jim sighed, leaving his apron on the table looking at his boyfriend. —I know that, I know he and you are friends, but you live with me, you go in the middle of the night to talk to him, what do they talk about? Do they talk about how we differ? Wen I'm not a jealous person, but I don't like that my boyfriend who sleeps next to me every day goes to his ex's house to talk.—

Finishing the conversation Jim went to his room while Wen stayed in the restaurant being watched by Gaipa. —Gaipa, it's really not what-.— Without saying anything, Gaipa turned around and got into his car, he had trusted Alan so much that he didn't know that just one sentence would discourage him and disappoint him so much.

Night fell dark in the town and Gaipa was at home waiting for Alan to arrive, while he was left alone, he thought about what Wen had said and it seemed right to listen to what he had to say on the contrary, he knew that maybe it could be a misunderstanding, but judging by how Jim reacted, it was obvious that it wasn't the first time.

The noise from the door alluded to the fact that the boy with the glasses had arrived and was waiting behind. Gaipa with total normality opened the door finding that smile that brought him somewhat crazy, one of Alan's most beautiful charms, was his smile. —How did it go?—