20. Danger signal
The first ray of dawn rose greatly in the sky, but it failed to shine into Sirapop's private lounge, because the people in the room pressed the button to adjust the curtains, and the huge glass wall had been blocked since late last night. It allows light to enter, not so that you can sleep comfortably, but so that people who are still tired of sleeping in bed can fully rest.
When the sound of similar objects gently hitting each other sounded, it didn't come from the corner where the bed was but... the sofa.
On the huge sofa was someone who had been staring at Graph since he fell asleep.
The man was holding a wine glass in one hand and playing with the two bullets back and forth with the other hand, making them collide with each movement of his fingers. Next to it, there is a soft small lamp placed on the table with drinks, creating an eerie atmosphere.
The atmosphere around Pakin was scary enough, but it was nowhere near as scary as the young man sitting with his back on the sofa looking straight at the big bed, thoughtfully.
Pakin had been up all night, sitting here ever since the drugged man fell asleep restlessly.
He was quietly thinking about what had happened.
For the second time he violated his own prohibition.
"Alas." The young man made a voice from his throat with a little anger, because the image of the self-righteous young master broke into his mind. The person who screamed in his arms couldn't make sentences, the person who shook his body just by kissing him, just A person who bursts into tears when he touches the outside...a red dead child who has never wanted another person's body.
It's that dead kid who makes him so irritable now!
I was irritated because the words my relatives said came into my mind.
This damn kid is delicious...the most delicious thing I've ever encountered.
When Ya's voice echoed in his mind, it was so delicious that it was endlessly memorable.
Except Brother Pakin, no one will be touched.
The young man who thought this way slowly shook his head, because he was thinking scornfully that this was impossible. No matter how hard he said it, it was the same for everyone when his body had needs and desires, but it was impossible for the young man to look directly at him with blinded eyes and grit his teeth. , said dumbly and confusedly as long as he.
I feel that even though Graph has been pretending to turn a blind eye, he has never given up.
Now, the very powerful young man asks himself...should he continue to turn a blind eye or accept it.
"Hmm~" However, before the young man had time to make a decision, a slight turning sound accompanied by a groan from the throat sounded from the other end of the room. So he raised his head and looked:
"Wake up."
"Well, this... Ouch!"
Bang.
At first, Kritithi was confused about where he was, but when he opened his eyes and saw the unfamiliar ceiling and the voice from the other end of the room, his body suddenly jumped up and sat upright. His eyes widened in surprise and he looked towards the person hiding in the darkness. Blurry figure.
"P Pakin..." the young man whined. Because he hadn't fully woken up yet, he hadn't remembered what happened, but just looking down at himself, his eyes widened in even more surprise.
