He left the two to talk and once he returned, he found them in a state where his mother's leaning down close to Stell's ear, as if she were whispering something.Grace spotted her son, she looks up and her gaze falls on him, as Pablo looked at her with utter confusion. For some strange reason, She was gazing at him with an indecipherable look in her eyes.
Right after she pat Stell's back, she wink at him and left leaving Stell, holding his face. Pablo slowly approaches him, when Suddenly Stell sensed a presence which made him startle.
Namilog ang mata ko sa gulat ng mukha ni Pablo ang bumungad sa kan'ya. Shit! Did he heard us? "K-Kanina ka pa diyan?" he asks, skeptical.
Where Pablo shakes his head subtly .."Why? Is there a problem?" tanong niya na ikina-taranta ni Stell. "W-wala." he states, shaking his head.
"Sigurado ka ba? You look pale." nagaalalang tanong niya sa akin habang marahan na hinahaplos ang aking pisngi. Stell nod his head, giving him an assuring smile.
Meanwhile, Pablo stares at him for few good seconds, then sighed in relief as he reluctantly removes his hands away from Stell's face.
Bumaba ang mga kamay nito at marahang hinawakan ang kamay niya saka siya hinila, dahilan para mapa-upo siya sa kandungan nito and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"So, what did my mother say? I saw that she whispered something." He asks, Curiosity filling his voice that makes the latter blush in an instant.
"N-nothing, B-binigyan niya lang ako ng advised." He forthwith felt himself blushing, ng sumagi sa isipan niya ang sinabi ni Tita grace. Wanting to change the subject, Stell asks before Pablo can probe any further.

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My badboy boyfriend [PabStell]
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