❝ burn bridges american boyfriend ❞
he's the new life guard at the pool, innocent and pure. until he meets billy hargrove, the hard type. one night, they're alone together, he invites the impeccable boy to swim with him... without clothing. he will...
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The sound of the whistle went blaring, it was not as soft as Milo would blow before when he first began.
"Hey kid! I thought I told you not to try to drown people!" His voice had been especially loud all day. He actually, unexpectedly, listened to Billy's advice.
"I'll drown you myself, if you don't stop, you want to be drowned?"
The kid burst into tears in response. This was the first time he made a child cry. He sat there, not knowing what to do. He was being heavily stared at. He felt his breath get rougher. Was he really going to become that person? The type that makes kids cry?
"I-I'm so-" His shaky voice started but was interrupted by Billy's loud voice. "Quit crying or I'll throw you out myself!" Where in the world did he come from?
The child immediately stopped right after and everyone carried on. A sigh escaped Milo's pale pink lips, followed right after him running his sweaty palms through his blonde ruffled hair. He then slid down to meet with a delighted and proud looking Billy Hargrove.
"You did good new boy." He complimented with a wink. "Thanks but... I made that kid cry." There was a small scoff from him back, "Kid was an ass, deserved it. Keep it up new boy." "Right." Milo then turned around abstractedly, like he normally did, just unsuspectingly. He then felt a slap on his ass. He stood there dumbfounded then turned around to look at the Hargrove boy in his crystal blue eyes. He didn't know if he should yell at him or to just walk away and act like it didn't happen. Damn, he didn't even know if he was appalled or just shocked.
"Billy." he finally spoke up, "What?" There was a slight pause as he tried to collect his words.
"I'm not new boy... I'm Milo Dayes, How am I supposed to run this place with you, if you don't call me by my name?" He insisted with a forced smile. He was half lying of course. "Well shit, You're right ne- Dayes." "Thanks." He quickly walked the hell away. You're probably thinking, if someone touched you're ass without permission you would probably go apeshit on them. But the reason he didn't go apeshit is because he didn't know how to react and... he somewhat maybe in a way sort of enjoyed that?
He hated himself for that the whole day. Why would he think like that? Billy was a boy. And Milo, liked girls. He didn't understand how he went from not liking the guy to having small moments he should be having with a girl. A female.
As soon as he arrived home, he couldn't look at his father in his eyes. "How was work today son?" He asked, the both not making eye contact. "It was fine papa... same old same old." He bluffed, not mentioning the physical contact he had with Billy or making a child burst into tears. "I'm glad you're doing well Milo. Hopefully this job will last long." "Me too papa."
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