Leading Love [boyxboy]

Chapter 24

*Chapter 24*

Quentin

It was already noon when I woke up the next day, my eyes slowly opening before I rubbed the sleep off of them. A small smile crept up my lips when I remembered what happened yesterday.

"Good morning." A voice from behind surprised me before I turned around, meeting a smiling Zaron.

"I assumed that you'd be gone already," I smiled and leaned my forehead against his.

"You look cute when you sleep," he stroked my hair back and pressed a long kiss on my forehead. "You always look cute though."

"But I want to look sexy, not cute," I complained.

"Well yesterday, you looked hell of sexy," he roared, causing me to giggle. At that moment my phone went off, when the same ringtone as yesterday returned. Zaron was closer to my phone so he picked it up and gave it to me before I looked upon it, seeing my old man's name on the phone.

That's when I widened my eyes, noticing that he was up for a video call. "What the hell, it's my father," I muttered and didn't hesitate to pick up.

"Hey old man," I greeted him with a smile.

"Quentin, long time no see," the dark grey haired man smirked. His beard grew quite thick now which showed that he was too busy to shave it. "How are you doing? I tried calling you yesterday, why didn't you pick up?"

"I was busy," I mumbled.

"With sleeping?" He cocked his eyebrow.

"Nah," I shook my head and glanced at Zaron who was just observing me. "I have someone to introduce you to," I said and tilted my phone just enough for father to see Zaron, too. "Dad, this is Zaron, my boyfriend."

He seemed utterly surprised at first but then gave him quick greeting wave. "I hope for you to treat my son well, you understand. He seems to care a lot for you, I suppose," he raised his finger.

"Yes sir," Zaron nodded.

"And use protection," he winked.

"Well, we already failed on that," I chuckled.

"Quentin!" Dad shot me a warning gaze. "You are seriously asking me to hit you!" He nagged.

"We didn't have a condom here, there was no other choice," I shrugged. Dad sighed and shook his head.

"Whatever, give the phone to  him for a sec," he demanded. I frowned but still did what he told me to and handed it over. "So you, Zaron, as you can see, it's impossible for me to take care of Quentin properly. His brothers are idiots when it comes to things like that and I know that especially Quentin needs someone to show him the right way."

I first had in mind to interrupt my father but the curiosity of what he had to say got ahead of me which is why I stayed quiet.

"My youngest seems to care a whole lot about you and trust me I know what I'm talking about. Mainly because I barely get to hear anything about his love life and when I do then it means something. So, don't give up on him even though he has no manners, don't know how to behave in certain situations and is too picky with everything even if he claims that he wasn't. I allow you to hit him whenever you want because he won't listen if you don't."

"Already did," I interrupted after all. "Twice. And it freaking hurts."

"Shut up," Zaron rolled his eyes and put his arm around me pulling me closer to him.

"To get to the point, I'm entrusting him to you. You look like you know what you're doing and I trust Quentin's choices. He may be reckless and obstinate but definitely not stupid. If anything happens to him, then I'll make sure to kill you, got that?"