"Hey."

Kristian scratches his head when Kristoff gloomily walks inside the house.

"What the hell happened?"

He sighs.

Their parents are at work so its only Kristian and Kristoff.

Kristian is just home for a moment but he will go to work before lunch.

Kristian saw Kristoff holding a throw pillow while he is daze.

Fixing her necktie.

Kristian stares at his brother.

"Is there something wrong?"

Kristoff looks at him and shakes his head.

"Nothing? Are you sure?"

Kristoff nods his head.

Then he shakes his head.

Kristian smiles wryly and sit down.

"You can talk to me. What's wrong?"

"........" Kristoff opens his mouth but didn't say anything. He raised his two feet up and hugs his knees.

Shaking his head.

"Come on. Tell me."

Kristoff sighs.

"I don't know."

"What?"

Kristian tilts his head.

"I don't know but I feel inpleasant."

Kristoff frowns.

"About what?"

"That....he offered money to have sex with me."

Kristian widen his eyes.

"The jerk!"

Kristoff pursed his lips.

"I hate it."

"Of course you will! Who does he thinks he was? He thinks so little of you? This shit!"

"Though 10 million is a really huge sum...I refuse to acknowledge it."

"The what?"

"He said....he will pay me 10 million just to have sex with him." Kristoff looks down.

"I should be happy cause I need the money..But I feel really sour inside. It's not logical and I hate it."

"Wow. He is that rich? 10 million per sex? Can you introduce me to him?"

Kristoff looks at Kristian.

Kristian laughs.

"Joking. Don't look at me like that."

He sits next to Kristoff and pats his head.

"You like him?"

Kristoff shakes his head.

"We are only doing it for mutual gain."

Kristian smiles.

"Really? Money is a mutual gain...Why dis you avoid it?"

Kristoff eyes widen.

He opens his mouth and close it.

"I like him?"

Kristian laughs

"I don't know but it feels like you want him to want you for who you are and not for another reason."

Kristoff pouts.

"If so...I am not sure. I didn't think of that. I just feel sour and angry and sad."

Kristian rubs his head.

"It's fine. Just think about it and you will know the answer. You are a smart boy after all."

Kristoff didn't care if the television is still playing.

He thinks of every possible reason other than what Kristian said

But all of them makes no sense.

Unless he is really having feelings for that man.

After dinner, Kristoff went to his room early.

He holds his phone and take a deep breath.

--

"Where is your Boss?" Ross smiles at the two burly men that is guarding Andro's private room in the casino.

"Taking a shower." The guard said.

Ross is the boss favorite guest.

They are given order that if he wants to come on his room as long as he is around, he can enter as much as he pleased so they let him in.

Ross is an actor and a very famous one.

Their boss been drooling for his ass since a year ago but Ross won't easily lay on Andro's bed like he wants and play hard to get with him.

He knows Andro's notorious behavious who only tasted men and women once and then say farewell to them.

He wanted to be someone special.

Someone he will not get tired of.

Laying on the bed waiting for the man in the shower.

The phone rang on the bed.

There is a different ringtone that Ross used to hearing.

He raised his brow seeing a saved number.

Thinking it may be from business, he didn't pick it up.

But soon he got curious and pick it.

"Hello?"

Kristoff first reaction is to drop the call and throw his phone in the floor.

But that is illogical.

He doesn't even know why he thought of it.

He grips his phone and takes two deep breath.

"Can I talk to Andro?"

Ross smiles.

Hearing a young boy voice.

It must be one of those wear and tear lovestruck fools that Andro played with.

He smirks.

"Sorry my boyfriend is in the shower. Why do you need him for?"

"Boyfriend?"

Ross chuckles.

"Sorry. Are you one of his flame? My boyfriend likes playing with naive boys like you. But once he is done with you, don't you know you should also do the same and stop bothering him?"

Kristoff hands shook.

"I am..bothering him?"

"Come on, you don't really think Andro likes you right? Did he ever say he loves you?"

Kristoff pressed the end button.

His heart and head is in a mess.

He takes his phone and throw it outside the window.

He went to his bed and cover hos head with a pillow.

This is not logical.

He keeps reapeting through his head.

But tears won't stop running out his eyes.

"That bullsh*---"

"What are you doing?" Andro's voice echoed.

Ross let go of the phone and clings to Andro.

"How are you? I miss you."

"Really?" His eyes went to the phone on his bed.

"Since when did I give you right to touch my phone. What if it is from my business? You think I will let you go?"

Ross chuckles and kisses his lips.

"Then don't let me go."

He said.

Andro pushes him a bit.

He walks to change his clothes.

Ross smiles.

"It's just another boy of yours. Begging to get back to you."

Andro sneers.

"You should still stop touching things that is none of your business."

Ross frowns.

"Why are you so cold to me?"

Andro didn't answer.

He remember the boy who heartlessly rejected him.

"Since you are here. Have sex with me." Andro said plainly.

Ross frowns.

How can he accept when this man has no romantic and passionate eyes he used to have when he is around him before?

'Is he stress from work? I can't let him use me as a stress reliever. I am more than that.'

"Hmp! I don't want to."

"Then get out."

Ross looks stunned.

"Are you telling me to get out?"

Andro glares at him.

"Get out."

A/N:

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