It Must've Been The Wind (COMPLETED)

Morning (18+)

Oaujun approaches New and Tawan with Fiat in his arms. Oaujun wraps Fiat in a blanket, getting an earful from the concierge when they exit the building. Tay knows better than to ask any question. Before New wanted to ask what happen, his lover, nudge him at the side.

The four boys got into the car in silence. Tawan drops off Oaujun and Fiat at Oaujun's place then they couple decide to head back. "We're going back to my place. I need a good shower."

"Yeah. Who would've have thought that the day would ended like this." New comments. New reaches behind to an old familiar box and puts it on his lap. "Sadly, the day never stop surprising me."

Tawan clicks his tongue in irritation. "I'll return it."

"No." New confess. "I want to use this."

Tawan's face lit up in the most lustful and sinisterly way possible. "Really?"

"But not on me. On you."

"What? No. No. I am not having anything inside of me." Tawan argues. "You already know what happened when you try to stick a finger in me."

New pouts. "Come on. Just one time."

"No. I bought that for you and it's going to be for you only."

"Then I won't have sex with you."

"Still a nope." Tawan is firm with his answer.

Oaujun kicks the door open and enters his dorm. He lays the boy on his bed, "Would you like something to drink?"

Fiat nods softly. Oaujun returns with a cup of water. Fiat unwraps himself, revealing the bruises and scratches on his skin. His skin was also red from the hot water. Oaujun's heart sank at the sight of it. He knows better than to ask what happened.

"I should have listened to you." Fiat says softly.

"Hey. It's alright. Don't need to talk about it now." Oaujun cheers the boy. "Just take a rest. I'll be here if you need me."

Fiat rests his head on Oaujun's shoulder. "Thank you." He says in a soft vulnerable voice. The same voice that makes Oaujun melts.

"Didn't know you are such a wuss for romantic movie." Krist laughs at Singto when the movie ended.

Singto wipes off his tears. "How can you not cry? Love Simon is the best movie ever."

Krist pokes his cheeks. "You're such a cry baby." Singto brush his hands away, letting out a sigh.

"Are you feeling tired?"

Krist takes a look at the clock, it's already past midnight. "I don't feel tired."

Singto browses for another movie. "What kind of movie do you wanna see next?"

"What do you feel like seeing?"

Singto turns around to Krist. "I feel like seeing you."

Krist rolls his eyes and look away. "Stop flirting." The younger boy only smiles widely. Krist watches the boy as she scrolls through the website for another movie. "We could tell each other stories instead." Krist suggest.

"That sounds like a great idea." Singto agrees and moves his laptop to the study table. He leans back against the bed frame and stares at the older boy. The soft shine from the moon makes Krist's facial complexion softer and it makes him want to reach for his face. "You should start first."

Krist leans against the bedframe as well. "It's a story about an annoying boy who wouldn't leave me alone."

"Do I know that boy?"