Cute
He saw a tall man punching a dead person's face. He was too scared to move or make a sound.
The man saw him and grinned.
Charles began to walk away.
NO ONE
Where do you think you're going cutie?
The man smirked and walked towards Charles.
He touched Charles intimately and released his own dominating pheromones.
Charles trembled and couldn't push him away due to his pheromones. He screamed.
The man covered his mouth and aggressively pushed Charles to the ground, grazing his knee and weak legs.
But then... someone comes in and punches the living sh!t out of that man.
Charles trembled and fell on his knees and watched, as tear drop falling from his eyes.
He yelled and trembled. The man who was getting beaten up fainted, and the man beating him looked at Charles coldly with his fist in the air.
Charles Timber
H-he will (hiccup) die...
Charles cried uncontrollably.
The person released his calm pheromones but kept his distance as he didn't want to startle Chris.
Chris Weaver
Hey.. uhm.. are you okay?
Charles Timber
n...noo!
(He exclaimed and cried.)
I just witnessed a murder...
Charles pointed to the dead man by the garbage bin.
Chris Weaver
h-hey.. it's going to be fine..
He moved towards Charles and wiped his tears away.
Charles Timber
Y-you're fists are bleeding, too!
(He cried)
Chris Weaver
It's nothing...
After some time Charles calmed down.
But the thing was, he looked even pretty. His eyes were red and a bit swollen since he cried and his cheeks were puffy as well.
Chris Weaver
Oh right, my name is Chris.. nice to meet you.
Charles Timber
I'm Charles.
(He smiled faintly and sniffled.)
Chris Weaver
I think I should carry you to home.
(Points at knee)
Chris Weaver
Cute.
(Smirks)
Charles got butterflies in the stomach and blushed a little. His low and deep voice was so amazing, so tempting, but they just met.
Chris leaned in and wrapped his hands around around Charles waist and lifted him up in the air, carrying him.
Charles blushed crazily. No warning, no nothing???
Charles Timber
Eep! What are you doing..
Chris Weaver
Didn't you tell me to carry you?
Charles Timber
w-well you should at least have warned me first!
(blush)
Chris Weaver
Tell me the directions.
On their way to Charles house, they exchanged information like their job, age, preferences, and stuff.
Charles wasn't scared to hear that he was actually a mafia.
He was just happy that he was kind to him and sometimes made his heart flutter even though they just met.
They reached the doorstep of Charles apartment on the 16th floor.
Charles Timber
Wanna come in for a drink?...
He blushed and asked, leaning on the doorframe.
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update more please🙏
2024-03-18
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