Unmasked

Talk To Him

How could I have fall in love for someone who would say such things?

Tin tossed and turned in bed, trying different positions to find comfort. He attempted placing a pillow between his knees and then over his face. He even switched to lying on his stomach and then kneeling with his face buried in the pillows. However, nothing seemed to help. Tin found himself unable to sleep after feeling embarrassed by his actions.

He couldn't recall how long he spent staring out the window, but the pain became unbearable. Reluctantly, he decided to leave. It wasn't that he wanted to return home, but the lateness of the hour left him with no other choice. Disappointed to find everything closed, including the ice-cream shop near his place, Tin eventually made his way back home. However, looking at his bed only intensified his feelings of sadness and longing.

He stood by his bedroom window, shirtless, feeling a pang of discomfort as Can's words filled him with pain.

How could I have fall in love for someone who would say such things?

It was puzzling how Tin could utter those words. Why did that idea even cross Tin's mind? The night's darkness only added to his confusion, and after an hour of gazing into the void, he finally succumbed to his bed. However, sleep eluded Tin. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling until his alarm went off. Groaning from the strain in his eyes, Tin got up, tidied his bed, and then went into the shower.

After getting dressed, Tin decided to skip breakfast and head straight to the office. He fully immersed himself in his work, constantly engrossed in his tasks. Every time he took a moment to catch his breath, he couldn't help but question his own actions of showing up at Can's place earlier. Suddenly, it dawned on him: he had the desire for Can to grab his hair, command him to widen his legs, and open his mouth. He wished for Can to pin him against the counter and passionately take him from behind—perhaps even give him a spanking until he pleaded for more.

Tin wanted all those things and much more from Can. However, when Tin finally encountered Can, he found himself unable to express any of his desires.

Tin couldn't understand when his longing for dominance became so overwhelming. In fact, if he were to be truthful with himself, he had never felt the need to be controlled in such a way before. In previous relationships, he had been content with simplicity. But now, all he craved was to be blindfolded and compelled to explore Can's body in ways he had only fantasized about.

Tin's attention was diverted from the window as he heard a knock on his door. Chaem entered the room, holding a folder tightly and wearing a serious expression. Concerned, Tin inquired, "What's wrong?"

"Has something happened between Can and his new boyfriend?" Chaem asked.

Tin raised an eyebrow in surprise. "New boyfriend?"

Chaem shut the door as she walked towards his desk. She wore a stylish gray suit with a skirt that fell just below her knees, paired with a jacket that accentuated her figure. "I'm bringing this up because he submitted a leave of absence letter, transferred all his sales to other agents in the office, and instructed me to have you sign these for the final sales."

"What leave of absence letter are you referring to?"

Chaem reached into her folder and passed him a sheet of paper. The document bore Can's signature and was a leave of absence without a specified duration. It simply stated "indefinitely."

That didn't sound good.

"I'll take care of it." Tin placed the letter on his desk and reached out to take the folder. "I'll sign them and get them back to you shortly."