Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games

Chapter 43

As soon as they reached Gumayusi's apartment building, Oner's first instinct was to flee. As soon as Gumayusi loosened his grip, Oner darted toward the exit. But he was no match for Gumayusi's reflexes. In an instant, Gumayusi lunged, grabbing Oner by the wrist and yanking him back.

"Let me go!" Oner shouted, pulling at his arm.

Gumayusi's gaze was intense, dark, and commanding. "Behave," he ordered, his voice low and gravelly. Oner tried to wrest his arm free again, but Gumayusi's grip only tightened, fingers digging into Oner's wrist.

"You can't keep me here against my will!" Oner yelled, desperation evident in his voice.

Ignoring the protest, Gumayusi ushered Oner into the elevator and up to his apartment. Once inside, Gumayusi released Oner, who nearly stumbled onto the plush sofa. "Take a shower. You'll feel better," Gumayusi said, attempting a softer tone but still coming off as authoritative.

Oner didn't budge, remaining on the couch, his back rigid, glaring at Gumayusi as he began preparing dinner. A silence enveloped the room, broken only by the sounds of cooking. Gumayusi felt Oner's intense gaze, but he avoided eye contact, focusing on the task at hand.

A few minutes later, a soft, muffled sound broke through the silence. Gumayusi turned sharply, his heart sinking as he saw Oner, head buried in a cushion, shoulders shaking. The muffled sobs were heartbreaking.

Instantly, the authoritative facade melted away, replaced by genuine concern. He approached Oner, kneeling before him. "Oner," he began softly, lifting the younger man's chin. Oner's eyes were red, tears spilling onto his cheeks. "What's wrong?"

Pushing Gumayusi's hand away, Oner looked into his eyes, despair evident. "Is this what I am to you? Just some... toy? A plaything? A bed warmer?" Oner choked out.

Gumayusi's face contorted in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"You must want to sleep with me, right?" Oner's voice quivered, "That's why you've brought me here, why you won't let me leave. You think because of the rumors, it's true. Because of whatever happened between us. But I... I've never been with anyone before. I never had done it with anyone!"

Gumayusi looked horrified, realizing the implications of Oner's words. He never intended to make Oner feel like this, to make him feel objectified.

Drawing Oner into his arms, Gumayusi whispered soothing words into his ear, trying to comfort him. Oner's sobs intensified, his hands balled into fists, pounding lightly against Gumayusi's chest. "How could you think so little of me?" Oner sobbed.

Holding Oner at arm's length, Gumayusi gazed deeply into Oner's tearful eyes. "I'm so sorry, Oner. I promise, I never thought of you that way. I care about you, more than you know."