Due To Fate [Boys Love Story] (EDITING)

In Each Other's Arms

Alcohol has a horrible way of creeping up to you when you've drank so much. That was the case of Timmy who hasn't been keeping up with it. It was easier for him to get drunk than Johnny. Despite drinking the same amount of shot glasses, Timmy was still in a muddled state while the tall man helped him out.

After stumbling around with Timmy, Johnny was finally able to put the man into a bedroom. The drunken man was sprawled on the bed with his hands and legs spread out, his head. Next to the bed was Johnny, watching over Timmy as he phoned the other siblings.

"Yeah, he's with me. You guys got home already?" Questioned Johnny at the other Wong siblings. "No, problem. He's staying at my place tonight. Could you give the phone to Lily? Thanks, Bai."

As he waited for Lily's voice, he glanced at Timmy who had now turned into his side facing Johnny. The eyelids of Timmy were half open, and his mouth was slight ajar. As he continued to stare, he noticed that the man laid on the bed was muttering something.

About to move closer, he was interrupted by the other person on the phone. Johnny straightened his body and turn to face the wall. Lily was a little hysterical at the other side of the speaker.

"It's okay, Lily. You don't have to apologized to me. It's your brother I'm concern about." Listening to the other person on the phone, Johnny nodded along to what Lily was saying. "Lily stop getting hysterical. I'm sure your brother will forgive you. It's just I don't think he can right now. It's not like its his first time sleeping outside of your house, is it?"

Johnny's brow shot up. "Really? Hmm..." His brows wrinkled together as he looks at the large window of the room, overlooking a view and the half moon. "What made you take a picture of your brother anyways? Other than a leverage on him? It's not like he did anything to you."

Few minutes of listening in, the disbelief creeped on Johnny's face. "Really? He did that? I don't know, but that seems believable. I mean, he's vindictive enough and I've already gotten the silent treatment from him, too. Okay, you know what? Let's sleep on this tonight and we'll see what tomorrow brings, okay? Good night, Lily."

"Oh, and tell your parents that I'll take care of Timmy. They don't need to worry about their son falling in a ditch somewhere drunk. I'll see you when I see you. Bye." Finished saying his farewell on the phone before hanging up.

"So, you're done talking to my sister?"

Johnny jumped slightly at the sound of the voice behind him.

"Shit, make a noise will you? And, how long have you been listening?" With his hand on his chest, Johnny interrogated Timmy.

Sitting sideways as he slept on his vended arm like a king on a canopy bed, Timmy's eyes bore into Johnny's. "I did make a noise right after. And to answer your question, a while. Are you hiding something from me?"

"No..." Said Johnny as he look down on Timmy who was now awake on the bed.

"If you are, I'm going to find it out later rather than sooner."

Both men gave a stare down of each other, not stopping until one looks away. But it came down to Timmy winning and Johnny having to his eyes drift to the bedside lamp.

"Are you feeling better now?" Johnny asked while he stared at the light source of the room.

"Yeah, much better, but still light headed. Doesn't hurt but I feel high somehow. I'm not even queasy." Timmy's pose switch to one sitting with crossed legs and arms behind him outstretched on the bed. "I've been meaning to ask this..."

The paused made Johnny switched his focus to the man on the bed. He almost leaned in as his feet took a few steps closer to Timmy. He tilted his head for Timmy to continue.