heartbreak hotel

Hard work

Gazzy had been living with me for the weekend, now it was Monday morning. I was awoken by the usual smell of pancakes, my wake up call was beautiful. Monday was a fruit day, meaning i got pancakes with my side of melon, its been this way since i was like 2 years old. I streached my arms feeling freash after a whole nights sleep. I haven't been going out since Gazzy got here, why get pussy when i could be around Gazzy, right? .

I got dressed, it was fine and well walking around half naked with Gazzy around, hoping he sneaks a few looks and i get to see that beautiful rose colour that appears on his cheeks but not with mi Abuela around.Hod she watched me grow into a man. Shes been in my life since i was a baby and im sure she seen enough of me naked growing up, she cared for me more than my mother ever did.

After i washed i got dressed in some jeans and a Gucci tee. That was why i loved running my own business, no suit and tie shit. Im the boss.

I walked to the living room smiling as i saw Flo dance to some music on the radio. She really should have been my mother. I wouldnt care if i was born poor as fuck if i had a mother like Flo. She was amazing.

"Good morning" i said smiling as i kissed her cheek.

"Buenos días guapo" she said to me, makin' me, a grown man, blush. I was on some Gazzy type shit.

"I have a guest, un nuevo amigo" i smiled to her. She rolled her eyes.

"¿una mujer?" She asked, i giggled like a child as she rolled her eyes, she was probably waiting for a lil thot appearing for breakfast,before i kicked them out and never saw 'em again.

"No Flo, a real friend, and no, its not stokeley" i said to her. She turned to look at my bedroom but i made my way to the guest room, here eyes followed me and i told her to wait.

"I believe when i see, my love" she told me rolling her eyes. I put my hand up.

"I second ill be back" i said showing my finger so she knew i was coming back. I walked to Gazzys room and knocked the door. With no responce i slipped inside.

"Gazzy, hay" i said sitting at the edge of his bed. He wasn't answering so i moved up a little more. This time i moved the dreads away from his face. He was so beautiful.

"Gazzy, wake up" i whispered shaking him lightly. His long eyelashes fluttered open. I smiled seeing those dark blue eyes, the ones i had come to be fond of. I had to restrain myself from leaning down and kissing his perfect plump lips but I cant be looking like a fag, not with mi abuela around. She wpuld probably think she failed raising me if i told her i was bisexual. She thought I was straight anyway. She has seen for herself that i would rather have woman.

"Morning" i said smiling to him as he looked up at me.

"Good morning Omar" Gazzy said lifting his hand and placing it on my cheek, something inside me nelted when he did that.

"qué hermosa vista" he mumbled under his breath as he blushed.

"Tengo a alguien que me gustaría que conocieras" i told him. He groaned.

"No quiero caminar" he said. I leaned down and kissed his forehead.

I cant describe my love for Gazzy, ive only known him 4 days and yet i wanted to protect him with all i had and show him how happy he could be. I ran my han through his dreads.

"C'mon lazy, mi abuela is here" i told him. He smiled and sat up. He looked into my eyes. His tiredness showing why he didnt want to walk.

"Carry me?" He asked. I sighed and nodded. He smiled and crawled onto my lap. I smiled as i carried him bridal style to the living room.