CUPID

Epilogue

EPILOGUE

Morning came by the time Natan got home to his apartment. Exhausted, he dropped onto the sofa the moment he stepped into the living room. It was Sunday, since the awarding ceremony of the Sports Fest was held yesterday, Saturday. So there was no class for Natan to worry about.

Natan then remembered what happened last night.

Brian had taken him in his mouth several times, which left him feeling completely drained today. He really meant it when he said he would please him nonstop.

As time went on, Brian kept getting better at that craft. He must really be studying hard just to perfect those techniques.

After resting, Natan took a shower and headed straight to bed. By the time he woke up, it was already afternoon, so he was starving for dinner. While eating, his phone buzzed.

Diablo: Want to go out? Quindo Restaurant? You in?

He grimaced at how casually Brian asked, like they were just bros, but he still couldn't stop the smile that crept on his lips. Even while typing his reply, that smile didn't leave, only widened.

Natan: Sure, bro.

He quickly finished his food and placed the plate in the sink. Then he went to the fridge for a glass of water. After drinking and putting the bottle back, he closed the fridge lightly, smiling and shaking his head.

"You know what? You're the best fridge in the world!" he declared, hugging it.

A few hours later, Natan was dressed and driving to the restaurant. When Brian called while he was on the road, he answered right away.

"Why?" he asked as soon as he picked up, steering with one hand.

"Babe."

Just that one word, and it hit Natan hard. The butterflies in his stomach went wild from hearing it.

"Hey, you still there?!" Brian asked after a few seconds of silence.

"H-Hey..."

"Is there a problem with me calling you babe? You don't like it?" His voice suddenly sounded a bit nervous, which made Natan chuckle.

"No, no... I like it!" His grin widened. "Oh, why did you call anyway... babe?"

"I just miss you."

"Psh. You literally had me in your mouth last night?"

"Hahaha. Round two later?"

He laughed. "You asshole. You'll see me later anyway, so do what you want." Still smiling, he ended the call.

About twenty minutes later, he arrived at Quindo Restaurant. After parking, he walked inside and looked around for Brian. When he saw him, he froze.

Natan was only wearing a plain white t-shirt and jeans, but this devil was dressed to kill. Hair combed perfectly, a Gucci shirt under a lea-feathered coat, and sharp Penshoppe pants peeking under the table.

And that bright, wide smile.

Natan couldn't move because of how gorgeous Brian James Alcazaren looked.

Finally walking toward him, he was about to sit when Brian stood up to pull out his chair.

Fucking gentleman.

Brian sat back down across from him. They ordered, and when the waiter left, Brian flashed him a sweet smile.

"So..." he began, looking straight into Natan's eyes. "Since we're now a couple... do you want us to be private?"