Daddy (GEMINIFOURTH)

Chapter 21: Want

Gemini sat in his office, the dim light from his desk lamp casting a soft glow over the polished wood. It was late, as usual, but work was the last thing on his mind. His thoughts, instead, drifted to Fourth. The image of Fourth in that oversized shirt, standing in Tin's doorway, haunted him in a way he hadn't expected. It had been the turning point—seeing Fourth in another man's house, in a situation that had threatened what Gemini had come to rely on.

At first, he had told himself it was just about control. He had always been the one in charge, and Fourth was no exception. Their arrangement had begun as transactional—Gemini provided luxury, security, and indulgence, and Fourth gave him companionship, loyalty, and his body. It had been clear, clean. At least, that's what Gemini had told himself.

But the truth had been harder to swallow.

He had realized, as he stood outside Tin's door that night, that it wasn't just about control or possession. It was about something deeper. Something that made him uncomfortable because he wasn't used to feeling it. When he saw Fourth with someone else, it had ignited a possessiveness in him that was far more emotional than he liked to admit. And when he dealt with Tin, making sure he disappeared from Fourth's life, Gemini knew it wasn't just about protecting what was his—it was about protecting what he cared about.

He liked Fourth. More than liked him.

It had taken him longer than it should have to admit it to himself. Every night when he came home from work, exhausted and cold from the pressures of running his empire, seeing Fourth waiting for him, wearing that flirty smile, instantly thawed the ice in his veins. The warmth of Fourth's presence had become something he looked forward to, even if he never said it aloud.

But what if Fourth didn't feel the same?

Gemini's grip tightened on the edge of his desk, the thought gnawing at him. Maybe to Fourth, this was still just a transaction. Maybe Fourth was only here for the money, the gifts, the lifestyle. Gemini had seen how easily Fourth could charm people, how he navigated his relationships with such skill. He had always been wary of letting himself get too close, too vulnerable. But it was too late now. His feelings for Fourth had crept up on him, and now they were a part of him he couldn't ignore.

He didn't know if Fourth felt the same way, and that uncertainty gnawed at him. Gemini was a man who was used to being in control, and this—this feeling of not knowing—was infuriating.

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Later that evening, Gemini returned to the penthouse, his mind still turning over the thoughts he couldn't shake. The usual silence greeted him as he entered, but this time it felt different. There was no sound of Fourth moving around, no smell of food or the low hum of the television. His heart tightened slightly at the emptiness.

He made his way to the bedroom, and as expected, Fourth was already there, curled up in the sheets, his chest rising and falling softly as he slept. The sight made something stir deep inside Gemini—a mix of affection and fear. He stood in the doorway for a moment, just watching, trying to figure out how to navigate the feelings that had been growing for months now.

He stepped quietly toward the bed, sitting on the edge without waking Fourth. His eyes traced the soft lines of Fourth's face, his messy hair tousled against the pillow. Even in sleep, Fourth looked effortlessly alluring, and Gemini felt the familiar warmth spread through him.

It was a feeling he couldn't deny any longer. He liked the way Fourth had become a part of his life. The way, despite the cold exterior Gemini showed to the world, Fourth could bring a sense of calm, of belonging, to his otherwise empty nights.

He reached out, his fingers gently brushing a strand of hair away from Fourth's face. The touch was soft, almost hesitant, as if even in this moment of quiet, Gemini was unsure of how to proceed.

He had never been the type to confess feelings, to be vulnerable. But with Fourth, it was different. It was more than just lust, more than the transactional arrangement they had initially agreed on. It was something real.

Fourth stirred slightly, blinking up at him with bleary eyes. "You're back," he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep.

Gemini nodded, his gaze never leaving Fourth's face. "I am," he replied, his voice softer than usual, the coldness that usually marked his tone melting away in the quiet intimacy of the moment.

Fourth shifted, sitting up a little, his sleepy expression turning into a flirtatious smile as he leaned into Gemini's side. "Miss me, Daddy?" he teased, as he always did, his words playful and light.

But this time, Gemini didn't respond with his usual smirk or dismissive comment. Instead, he stayed quiet, his mind racing. The words he had been holding back for so long were on the tip of his tongue, and he wasn't sure how to say them. He wasn't even sure if he should.

Fourth must have noticed the shift because his smile faltered slightly. He pulled back, looking up at Gemini with a curious expression. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice softer now, his playful facade slipping away.

Gemini took a breath, his hand still resting on the side of Fourth's face. "I've been thinking," he began, his voice low, unsure. "About us."

Fourth blinked, his brows furrowing slightly in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Gemini's jaw tightened, the words heavier than he expected. "This isn't just a transaction for me anymore."

The silence that followed was thick, and Fourth's eyes widened slightly. He didn't know what to say. For so long, their relationship had been defined by clear lines—money, gifts, affection in exchange for loyalty and companionship. But now, those lines were blurring, and Fourth wasn't sure how to feel about it.

"I... I don't understand," Fourth admitted, his voice small.

Gemini's hand cupped the side of Fourth's face, his thumb brushing lightly over his cheek. "I like having you here. More than I should."

Fourth's heart skipped a beat at the confession. He had never expected this. He had always assumed that for Gemini, it was all about control, about power. But now, hearing the vulnerability in Gemini's voice, something shifted in Fourth, too.

He had been worried about losing Gemini, about one day being replaced by someone more suitable. But now, sitting here, hearing the truth, he realized that Gemini had been holding back as much as he had.

"I don't want anyone else," Gemini continued, his voice steady now. "I want you."

Fourth's breath caught in his throat. This wasn't just about money anymore. This wasn't just a game of power. This was real.

For the first time, Fourth felt something shift between them, something deeper than the arrangement they had always relied on. His heart, which had been softening for so long, now felt like it had finally found a place to rest.

He looked up at Gemini, his eyes soft, and whispered, "I want you too, Daddy."