THIRD PERSON
Without any hesitation, Zild crashed his lips roughly onto Blaster's.
Blaster kissed back, his hand was on Zild's neck, his nails leaving marks until his arms hung loose on Zild's neck.
Their hands started roaming each other's body, some hands are going down; some hands are on someone's neck.
Both of them were thirsty: for love and for lust. They know this wasn't just foreplay.
They both know it was more than that.
Kumalas si Blaster, Zild raised an eyebrow, giving an inquistive look.
"How about Shanne?"
"I don't care."
Zild came back to Blaster's lips, but it wasn't as rough as the last time. It was rougher, thirstier, faster, deeper.
Blaster's head touched the headboard, Zild's hands on the rim of Blaster's shirt and immediately removing it liplocked.
Blaster let out a low moan in between kisses as Zild pushed him down to bed.
Zild lips went down to Blaster's neck, making love bites that made him whimper and moan.
Blaster unbuttoned Zild's shirt and threw it somewhere in the room which went to the bedroom floor.
As Zild went deeper, Blaster's nails did the same; leaving scratches on his back as his hickeys became more visible as time pass.
As Zild's lips went down on Blaster's sensitive body and he stopped for a second.
"Are you ready?"
"Let's do it."
***
Blaster woke up with no one beside him but he saw Badjao standing beside him.
Badjao shook his head and left the room. Where is Zild? Where did he go?
He remembered everything that happened last night, there was a lot of questions running through his head, why this happened and why that happened.
He wanted to know where Zild went but all he could think about is what happened last night.
How could Zild do such thing to Shanne? How will their relationship go?
'Nakakagago.' Sabi nga ni Blaster sa utak niya. "Kailangan kong mahanap si Zild."
He saw a note written on the bed side table, "sorry." he knew Zild wrote this, it was too obvious from his handwriting and from the letter itself.
Now that he is going to prepare a mug of coffee to start the day, every single detail of what happened last night started playing right on through his head.
Bakit siya kailangan layuan ni Zild?
And the main question is.. bakit nila yun ginawa?
They're not lousy teenagers who fuck behind the bushes.
What bugged him a lot is... what if some tabloid was watching the two of them fuck, take a picture of it and get the news spread?
Blaster once thought that their reputation is finally ruined.
Gusto niya ulit tawagin si Badjao at tanungin kung nandoon ba siya nung gabing yun at kung ano ang nanyari.
Nasaan na si Zild?
He realized that they have a concert to prepare for tonight and he heard noises around the hotel grounds.
He opened his curtain to see a group of fans and paparazzis chanting "IV OF SPADES" All over again.
"IV OF SPADES! IV OF SPADES! IV OF SPADES!"
What will happen later?
Everything is going to be awkward.
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