CHAPTER 3

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Two months passed since he had his first time. From that moment on, they met in secret at least once a week.

Sometimes at Off's house, sometimes at his new apartment. And Off Jumpol was not wrong when he told him that he was going to have a bed and hot food every day.

Even in his closet there were new clothes, which at first he was reluctant to wear but had finally relented. His friends had noticed that his lifestyle had improved noticeably.

When they questioned him he lied, he said that on the weekends he was working in a bar and they tipped him a lot. Although they didn't believe him at first, they saw that on Fridays Gun would immediately leave because of his "strict boss," so in the end they ended up accepting him.

His friends were totally unaware of the fact that Fridays were actually the day he met Off Jumpol. The oldest used to wait for him to have dinner and do some activity. They didn't always have sex.

Gun really appreciated that it was like that, although over time he didn't complain when he had to sleep with him either, his body was already used to it and he even enjoyed it. Little by little, both of them discovered what the other liked and the meetings became quite satisfactory.

Their weekends were basically going out to buy anything for one of them or if they didn't need anything they would just study. Somehow they managed to get their routines together every Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

It was getting easier to be with the oldest, the only thing that still bothered him was the fact of having to lie to his friends.

He felt guilty. Many nights he cried and had nightmares.

He constantly dreamed of being discovered and hated. Terrible dreams that woke him up and disturbed him, only being calmed by Off's hug as long as they were together.

And he slept several days a week in his apartment. He had keys so he came and went as he pleased.

That was a big problem because many times Oab and Tay would visit him, so he lived in constant fear that the older one would suddenly come in and they would see him, but he managed, he was able to reach an agreement with Off, so He sent him messages when he was with his friends so that the other wouldn't show up even by mistake.

But his head was a mess.

Off didn't treat him badly, he was practically his boyfriend, he was attentive and he had a good time with him, but even so everything had happened in a bad way, he was confused.

Oab continued flirting with him vigorously, giving him details and saying romantic words when they were alone.

He didn't know if he should play along or better stay away from him.

He was thinking about that when he saw Tay arrive with a plastic bag, apparently full of brownies.

Hey! - he greeted him happily - these are the ones I told you I was going to sell, I need to get money for the materials for the project.

Excellent, I'll help you sell them, but you owe me one - he said happily.

If I didn't have to take care of my brothers at night, I swear I would work with you, you earn a lot with less effort, look you even bought the materials.

Gun smiled shyly. Off was the one who bought them for him when he found out he needed them. The oldest was always looking out for him.

He watched Tay leave after having lunch together and once again became thoughtful.

He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice the figure that came up and stroked his hair.

Hello Gunnie -he heard the voice practically in his ear and jumped with fright -Wow, you're super distracted, what's wrong with you?

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