our little secret [gemfot]

04

The sharp ring of the doorbell startled Gemini awake, dragging him out of a deep, exhausted sleep. Fourth lay beside him, fast asleep, unmoving—completely worn out.

They had gone all out, exploring every bit of passion until the early morning light crept into the room with the smudged makeup streaked across their faces, mingling with sweat, faint tears, and the warmth they'd shared.

Gemini chuckled, stretching as he shook off the last traces of sleep. The memory of the night made him feel strangely content and relaxed. He considered closing his eyes for a few more minutes, but then—ding-dong!—the doorbell echoed through the house, more insistent this time.

He groaned, glancing at the clock. 11 a.m.? On a Saturday? Who would show up unannounced and disrupt his hard-earned weekend morning? He looked down at himself, bare-chested, his only clothing a pair of loose shorts. Luckily, they had cleaned up after their intense night, ensuring they wouldn't be sleeping in a mess.

"Alright, alright, I'm coming! Stop ringing the damn bell!" he muttered irritably, trudging to the front door with a scowl. Whoever it was, they were about to get an earful.

Swinging the door open, Gemini's annoyance grew when he saw Prom and Perth grinning back at him, hands full of plastic bags loaded with food. His eyebrows drew together in a mix of irritation and surprise.

"What are you guys doing here?" he asked, blocking the doorway with his body, unwilling to let them inside. Fourth was still asleep in his bed, and he didn't want his friends to find out about his unexpected relationship with him.

"What do you mean, 'what are we doing here'? Since when do we need an invitation to drop by?" Perth replied, clearly confused but still grinning, trying to push his way past Gemini. But Gemini held firm, gripping the doorframe with a sense of urgency.

"Come on, man!" Perth exclaimed, pushing harder.

"Since today," Gemini shot back, determined to keep them out. "I need my privacy. Go back home."

"Oh, so you've got company, huh?" Prom teased, waggling his eyebrows with a mischievous grin. "Brought someone over for the night, did you? Must be serious if you're blocking us out like this."

They were here because of a tweet he'd posted last night, he realized, something cryptic that had clearly piqued their curiosity.

"Obviously not," Gemini replied casually, trying to play it cool. He hadn't brought any "special someone" over, at least not in the way they thought. It was just Fourth, his best friend, still asleep after their intense night together.

"Then let us in," Perth said with a nod to Prom. Before Gemini could stop them, they both pushed the door in unison, catching him off guard. He stumbled, losing his grip on the door, and they slipped past him, barging into the living room with their usual confidence.

"Damn it," Gemini muttered, scrambling to regain control. But it was too late; his friends were already making themselves at home, lounging on the sofa and placing their food bags on the coffee table.

"We're here for lunch, man! Gonna hang out, play some PS5," Prom announced, grabbing the TV remote as if he owned the place. They looked completely comfortable, like they had no plans to leave anytime soon.

"No!" Gemini's voice came out louder and more frantic than he intended. He knew that if they stuck around, they'd eventually notice Fourth's presence. "No lunch, no staying—go back home. I'm busy."

Perth raised an eyebrow, looking amused. "No what? It's the weekend! We always hang out here. What's gotten into you?"

"Yeah," Prom added, tearing open a snac, "why are you so jumpy? Who's upstairs, some secret lover or something?" They were joking, but Gemini felt a surge of panic.