Bas, Copter and Tee are three University students who shared a house.
One day they decided to hit the gym.
At the gym they meet three hot guys.
Warning: This book is an Alternate Universe bl fanfiction. This contains mature adult language and conten...
Godt stroked Munich's neck distractedly. He’s been home few hours now. Both Julian and Princess are sleeping in the bassinet next to his bed. He’s never been a people person. Actually he preferred to be with his cats than human beings usually, for one good reason especially, because cat’s don’t talk back. Some found him weird because of this particular personality trait.
Unlike the other two, Munich likes to sleep next to him. The cat instinctively knew when Godt is having an emotional conflict. Like right now, it’s purring softly against Godt’s knuckles under it’s snowy white fur at it’s neck.
“What do you say Munich huh?” He mumbled softly.
The cat mewled sleepily.
“Should I text him?”
It mewled again as if saying, yeah why not.
“If you were him….” Godt caught the black and white head of the cat to turn it up to look at the it’s onyx orbs. “Would you say I’m too eager if I call you right now?” Munich purred and let out a silent mewl already bored with Godt’s mindless mumble.
Godt’s sighed and let the cat sleep in his lap.
Would I look too desperate if I tell him that I want to see him now? He thought to himself fiddling with his phone. But I’d be seeing him tomorrow night. He argued with himself. Then again tomorrow night is too far away. I want to see him now. This is not him. Godt doesn’t know what’s wrong with him. His impatience to see the boy’s face, see him smile, to touch him, taste him….. He sighed leaning back to rest his head on the bead stead.
He turned his head aside to gaze at his alarm clock, neon numbers glowing in the dark.
It’s still ten thirty.
He carefully lifted sleeping Munich from his lap and placed him in the bassinet next to it’s fellow cats. Munich squirmed a bit but curled up with his fellow members in the bassinet comfortably.
He pulled on a jeans over his boxers and threw in long sleeve sweat shirt. Picking up his wallet and keys from the table he dipped down to gaze at the mirror on the wall for a second to touch his hair.
Before long he was on his way to Nong Bas' apartment. He doesn’t know this is the correct thing to do. Bas might be out. He could be sleeping or studying. Million thoughts ran in his mind while he passed mostly deserted streets of the city.
He’s parked next to Bas’ place after ten minutes drive. He took the phone to send a message to Nong Bas.
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Hi, what are you doing? Sleeping or studying?
He didn’t know why he didn’t call Bas. Didn’t know why he was behaving like a spineless idiot. All he had to do was just ask to see Bas tonight. Instead he’s stalking the kid like a pervert. This isn’t him. Not at all. What have you done to me Bas? This insecurity is not becoming for him. He thought wrinkling his brow and looking at his phone screen.
