Older guy/bl

-Chapter1-

I can't belive it...I finally got a job! Even tho it's just babysitting, but 15$ per hour isn't poor, so why not take it? Knocking onto the big door, which is a part of a pretty big house, a tall guy with black hair and a little beard, also some pair of glasses opens the door...he seems familiar, it's my old teacher, Mr. Thompson. "Sir?! You have a daughter?!" I looked up at him, feeling myself being towered by him. He raises his eyebrows, looking down at me in confusion and something else that I couldn't see in his cold, green eyes. "Leo, of course, I knew it would be you. I always knew you wouldn't get that much money, hm? I always told you-" Before he could finish his lecture I cut him off, he never liked me and always gave me bad grades for no reason. When I read the name "Thompson" on the internet I didn't think of my old teacher, Who's about 45... As far as I know he got divorced too. "Sir. The school time is over, and Iam here to earn money. Please sir." I look into his eyes while talking, but suddenly a little girl with black, silky hair runs up to him and hugs his leg. "Daddy! Is that my new playmate? Can he live with us?!" She asks, almost yells, in excitement. I look down into her eyes, she has the same eyes as him. Also the same hair, but I quickly smile politely and answer before Thompson could. "Ah well, I gotta talk to your dad first okay?" I explain, looking down at her grinning face, looking up again, I can see Mr. Thompson sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose before speaking up. "Well, Leo, come in and we'll talk about the possibilities of you babysitting my daughter." He says opening the door wider, signaling me to walk in. As soon as I walk into the big house, a black-white cat greets me with a soft meow. It has green eyes, puffy furr and a collar around it's neck saying "Mrs. Mitten" I can't help but smile. The little girl bends down and picks the cat up. "That's Mrs. Mitten! She's my best friend!" The girl says happily, petting the cat which is now purring happily. Before I can say something, else Mr. Thompson grabs my arm gently and leads me to his office, closing the door behind us when we step in, he sits down onto his black leather armchair. He motions with his hand for me to sit down infront if his desk, on the opposite of him, so we'd look each other into the face. I sit down nervously, fidgeting with the hem of my hoodie as I look at him. "So, Leo, my daughter seems to like you already, it's not happening often that my daughter likes someone, you know?" I'm surprised...his daughter seemed so... Happy. "Well, I'm good with children, sir." I say with a polite smile, the thought of babysitting my used to be teachers daughter is weird. But I need that money to pay all the bills and medical things for my mom. "So Leo, I know you already. So how about we'll try it for a month, hm?" He asks with a smile. I think a bit. It's a good offer... But I'm not completely sure. "Well, how much would I get, like per month?" I ask with a nervous smile avoiding to look in his dark hazel eyes. "I'd give you 100$ per month." He says casually and I can feel my jaw almost dropping. 100$ per month for nothing more than babysitting?! "But" he starts and I look up into his eyes. "You need to live here. Of course you'll have alot of time for visiting your family. Maybe bring Maddie along with you, it'll be fine, Maddie's a nice kid." I look shocked and stare into his eyes. He looks relaxed. I look him up and down, his first two buttons of his button-up shirt are unbuttoned and his tie is loosen around his neck. "Sir, that's a bit.. I mean isn't it a bit too early?" I ask but he just looks at me with a sly smirk. "I know you already, Leo there's nothing to Worry about, right?" I stare into his eyes not believing him at all. "How much would you give me if I wouldn't sleep here?" I ask looking at his broard chest before at his desk where many papers  lie around. "Well... Leo I'll give you a hundred" my eyes widen, one hundred? That's... I could help my mom so much! But before I could say something, he talks again "but Leo you'd need to do some... Extra work?" I stare into his eyes, with a curious look on my face. "Extra work?" I ask, I can feel his eyes wandering from my face to my hands, which are fidgeting on the table. A smirk now visible on his face as he begins to talk. His face somehow more raspy and deeper. "Nervous, little one?" He asks, his gaze wandering from my hands to my face staring at it. "I, uhm, no, why would I?" I ask looking at him. But he just grins. "Ah. Yeah sure, why would you get nervous, my precious little boy."