Him

Chapter 1: Moving In

            Six months later...

"Why do I have to move in here?" The handsome man struggled as he was being dragged into the unfamiliar residence.

"The owner of the place needs someone to watch it for him while he's away," explained a cheerful younger lad with exquisite features.

"Samson," a low voice muttered breathlessly. "Could you help me with these?"

Gasping, Samson hurried over to his boyfriend to free him of the things he was lugging in. "I'm sorry Jake ge. I'll go get the rest of Yaran ge's stuff." Placing the possessions on the hardwood floor, Samson dashed out to the car to gather the remaining belongings of the dazed male.

"Aiyoh...I'll help you, babe." Jake followed closely behind the love of his life, not wanting Samson to tackle all the hard work himself.

"I'll help, too," Yaran offered.

Halting in their steps, they both shouted. "NO!"

"You stay put," Samson ordered facing a palm at him.

"Yeah," Jake agreed. "I don't want you to flee."

"Um...how could I do that?" Yaran's mouth twitched. "I don't drive."

"Well, you have your sexy number eleven."

"What are you talking about, Jake?"

Pointing at Yaran's legs, Jake answered. "Those."

Staring at him with a lack of amusement, Yaran narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. "Your mind functions too awkwardly for me to understand."

"I understand him," Samson uttered with a chuckle.

"You don't count," Yaran claimed.

"Why not?"

"You're already blinded by love."

"You have a point." Grinning, Samson proceeded to the vehicle and soon the two transported all of Yaran's belongings into the two-room, one bathroom, one open kitchen and a grand living room apartment. Promptly shutting the door, Samson went to grab Yaran's wrist. "I'll show you around."

"Do I have a choice?" Yaran muttered reluctantly.

"Nope." Samson beamed.

"I thought so."

"Come on. You're going to love it here."

"Why can't I stay with you guys?"

"Our place is too small for the three of us."

"But...I've lived with you two for months."

"That's all the more reason for you, our majestic bird, to leave our nest."

"I'm not a bird," Yaran protested.

"Just do it as a favor for me. My friend wants me to watch his place, but I can't abandon Jake ge."
"Why can't Jake move in here with you instead?"

"Abandoning you at our house is an awful thing to do.  We will never do that."

"Is there a difference?" Yaran brought up. "You're abandoning me here.  I'll be all alone."

"That..." Samson glanced at Jake for assistance.

"Yaran," Jake intervened. "Just do it for Samson, all right? You might not even have to stay here for long. The owner is bound to return eventually. Who knows? Maybe, he'll be back to throw you out tomorrow."