No Smoking! - tracob

four: pretty features

" I need your number"

"all yours but first tell me what is this about"

3:56 PM

at work thinking and considering my choices in life

Another week passed by. I was at work thinking about his smile and oddly desirable actions and words. He is gorgeous and I love him so much. He is my everything. Charles needs my love because sadly I'm his only hope right now. He is my son and I'm proud of him.

Charles is always suggesting new women or as he says it mamas for me. He thinks I need someone that can take care of me. However I do not need anyone. I think people suck if I'm honest. Yeah true love might be out there but I don't need love, pointless cuddles, family life, care or casual sex.

"Jacob Taylor Bixenman we decided to pick you, we think you are suitable. Your boss told you already said 'yes' so is that true" the old lady asked me something didn't really hear anything at all. What did she say. Something about the contract. I'll just... agree I guess and then call my boss and clear things out.

"Yes, I thought so too" I said surely. She just took a long stare at me and said " Your are special case boy, you know that. You seem strong, giving and soulful person. So stay were you are keep your head son. Raise a big family you should be a father and a loving hubby." I was shocked and honored. This lady really gave me hope.

4:15 PM

charles & troye

I kept looking at him playing happily on the ground. The floor is messy and full of toys so its hard to even move. He had everything he needed and that was his father Jacob. He is totally awesome and wonderful in every possible way. A beautiful person and the most interesting soul I have ever felt or seen. He is so free.

"Charles can you tell me about your dada?"

"My dada is my hewo. I like my dad. Dada is kind, big like a giant giwaffe, my dada is pwetty like giwls, but do not tell him that he gonna be supew supew mad."

"Mad?"

"Yup, my dada wants to look big and handsome not pwetty like a giwl." Jacob truly is beautiful and his features are kind of pretty and delicate. His arms are so long that he looks like an alien in a way. That is what model agencies want. Odd looks."Well okay, but your dad is a model right so his job is to look pretty?"

"A model... whaaaa?" Charles looked extremely confused. "So you don't know huh?" Is Jacob trying to hide his job or just keep Charles out of the modeling world? Jacob is a mysterious guy.

5:35 PM

"I'm late again apologies!" I hear a loud male voice yelling. Charles reacts quickly and yells back "Dada!" and jumps up.

The time I turn around I see Charles already in Jacob's loving alien arms. So sweet! Jacob gives Charles a quick kiss and then turns to me saying "Troye?"

"Huh?"

"I need your number." Well I'm terrified. What if I have done something wrong and he need my number because he wants to make a reclamation. I'll be fired or something. Fuck this.

"All yours but tell me first what is this about."

"On Friday I have to leave for France Fashion Weeks and Charles needs a good nanny. Also he really likes you and I trust his opinion and I trust you Troye" he tried to convince me... I saw it in his weird smile. "I have this thi-" I started my sentence and also ended it quite quickly. "Troye... please I'm begging on my knees." Well fuck this I actually wanna help however I have work at a night club on Saturday and Sunday.

"Jacob, I have work  you know..."

"But you work here full-time am I right or wrong?"

"No, you're not wrong but I have to work at two places if a wanna pay my rent and eat every now and then. I have to go to work at least on Sunday, but maybe I can cancel Saturday." I wanna help, play with Charles and sleep in a large mansion... but I need the money.

"I'll pay you and you can sleep in my huge american sized bed and even bring a girlfriend or a friend with you and i'll buy food for you guys if you insist! I need your help Troye!"

...

"O-okay but I have to go to work on Sunday evening. I can not skip that. So you better be back at night o' clock or I'll be mad."