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Chapter 29

A.N: GUESS WHO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My mom whenever I complain about not having the rest of a manga/manhwa: yeah? how does that feel? you must taste the pain too since u write for ur readers the new chapters once in a bluemoon.

me: ................................. :')))) 

(ps: she has no idea WHAT I write. She just knows I write 'stuff') ksjfdkjskdjf

Stuck Chapter 29 

Seeing some of that stupid glitter on his arms pissed him off beyond belief. It wasn't that he judged his best friend for wearing it, it was the fact that his bestfriend had stopped feeling like one for a long time now. He felt like he was dragging the weight of their friendship all on his own as a puppet they felt like they could control however way they wanted.

Sighing, he felt bad for the mirror in this exact bathroom because it had never seen a good sight of him. He wondered why the two men ever bothered with him. He couldn't understand why they were interested in him in the first place.

Feeling defeated, he left the bathroom. As usual, there were clothes put there for him on the bed. Frowning, he crumpled the t-shirt in his fist as he stared down at it.

"What's the matter?" Mr-,... Joe asked. They had tormented him endlessly about him calling them by their names for the past week. He was doing his very best but he still slipped from time to time.

"Nothing." He said softly, shaking his head.

"Tell me." The man walked to him and took the t-shirt from his hand.

"I just, it's stupid. Nevermind." He was honestly not going to say it. It was too embarrassing.

"William." His name in that deep voice. Again.

"Every time I get these clothes I'm reminded of the fact that I'm not the only one sleeping on your bed and it sometimes makes me sad." He sighed, feeling childish. "I'm sorry. It's just, everything is apparently too much and I'm acting spoiled now. Can I wear something of yours instead?" Of course it would be way too big on him but right now he couldn't handle the idea of wearing the clothes they had ready for the boys they brought home. It made him feel temporary and he hated that thought. Especially when it came to the tattooed man. Sue him for favoring one of them over the other. He couldn't help his overflowing emotions for the guy.

When he looked up, the first thing he saw was the said tattooed man staring at him with an amused grin on his face, trying to suppress his enthusiastic silent laughter by biting on his lip. He soon came to know what Mr. C-... Theo was anticipating as a hand grabbed his face to redirect it toward the other man and he was kissed so roughly it took his breath away.

He yelped due to the surprise, his arms coming up in the air.

"You just got yourself on his good side for eternity, William." Theo teased, walking to them.

Will had no time to say anything as Joe adjusted them to stand properly in front of each other and never stopped kissing him. Both hands cupping his face, William found himself moaning lightly when the guy's crotch was pressed against his own.

"Should I go-" He tried to ask if he should go back to the shower to clean up.

"No need." Joe said, snatching the towel from around his waste and throwing it to the side aggressively before pushing him down on the bed.

"Joe, easy. He's had a long day." Theo said, walking to the bed as though to control his husband. It was okay though. William loved this too. He couldn't believe how hard it made him getting that towel ripped off of him like that.