1: DIFFERENCE BETWEEN

..."Love does not begin and end the way we seem to think it does. Love is a battle, love is a war; love is growing up."...

...– James Baldwin...

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...Khaelus Cross...

Sitting on the couch while reading one of those novels that, of course, has an inc*st plot while the It Girl song by Jason Derulo is playing on my phone with high volume. I don't know why but I feel connected to this kind of stories. Its not like I like someone who's related to me.

I would sometimes sing my lungs out while my mind is reading a wonderful masterpiece. It's a multi-task kind of thing.

I don't know how I still understand what I'm reading while singing the lyrics fluently. I keep on doing the same thing without even wondering but I guess it's because I got used to it?

"Hey, I'm home" I heard a faint voice behind me before feeling a light tap on my right shoulder

"Went back from work eh?" I asked him

"Yeah, right." he said and I chuckled

He's my brother. My adopted brother to be exact. He's the 'I'll do it on my own' and 'If I want it I'll work hard for it' type of person. A complete opposite of me. He's nice, kind, hospitable, charming, and other good things you could think of but he hates socializing. Always and will forever be the complete opposite of me.

I, on the other hand, would laze around and have someone to do it for me but it's not like I always do it. My bossy-ness just kick in when I want to finish reading something or doing somethin'. Not that bad right? I have many friends like— a huge circle of friends— and yeah, I'm not nice, kind, and other good stuffs but I sure am smart, handsome, and drop-dead gorgeous as hell.

Khaelles and I. We both have difference between well, except if you're basing on our looks and mind. We're both literally handsome and a f*ckin' young genius.

"Aren't you gonna find a job? You're already 23 but you're still lounging in the house and lazing around" he said while drinking cold water that I think he got from the refrigerator if not, then where? Pfft—

"You know I can't. Mom said that they can still handle it so they'll give me lots and lots of time to chill and I think they told you too, you're just so excited to work. Plus, I'll handle the company when dad retires, I've already finished business management after all since you don't want it" I nonchalantly explained while shrugging once in a while

"I've finished business management too ya'know. I'm still the heir of West Corporations." he said and I smiled at him before turning the page of the book I'm reading

This is the last page.

"Hey, can I borrow some of your clothes? Don't have anything formal to wear" Khaelles said while walking towards the stairs located on the right side of the living room

"Yeah, whatever." I exclaimed

Another difference between us. He likes borrowing clothes from my closet because he doesn't like to spend a lot of money just for a piece of clothing... While me? I have a complete collection of those popular brands like LV, prada, armani, and versace. It's not like I use it, it's just for my collection. I also have a collection of whiskey and alcoholic drinks but yeah, a bottle of Remy is my favorite.

Oh, and there's another difference between me and Khaelles. I always want my room to be spacious and extravagant because I need space for my collections while Khaelles likes small room that only fits his bed, closet, and lots of educational books.

He's the real f*ckin' bookworm.

"I'll go ahead" he said while fixing his necktie

"Where are you going?" I asked and placed the book on my stomach, I've finished reading the book for the third time

"Work." he briefly answered

"Again? Aren't you gettin' tired?" I asked him before reaching for my phone and changing the music

"I don't... See you later" he said and I just watch him walk towards the door

Before he successfully walk out the house my—our mother barged in and threw herself to Khaelles.

"My son! Where are you going and why are you dressed like an old man?" my mother excitedly asked

"Work mamá" Khaelles said while rubbing the back of his head

His work will definitely be suspended since mom is here.

He calls mom mamá while I call her mother or mom. A common call sign difference.

"No, no, no, mi hijo. We're going out to shop a lot of things" my mother emotionally exclaimed

"But mamá...."

"You're not going to work whether you like it or not"

"Mamá I need to"

"Ah, so work is more important now, huh?" mom said and shed tears

Yeah, the best actress indeed

"I—uh... Fine I'll stay" he said like he had no choice which is correct because mom will definitely not let him go to work today

"Where is dad?" I asked and she smiled sweetly

This old guys is still inlove. F*ckin' old people.

"He won't be coming home today. He has some business to finish" she said and I nodded in response

"Go change mis hijos, we're going shopping" she said in a sing-song tone

I stood up and went to my room to change.

Might as well buy a new book to read. Oh, and maybe a ring light. It's quite famous nowadays.

I hurriedly changed my clothes and reached for my earphone so I can vibe along the way. I know mom won't let me drive today so might as well chill in the car.

I walked out of my room and saw Khaelles pouting like a child.

"Sup bro" I said and gave him a light tap on his shoulder

"Can I not come?" he asked but I shook my head as his pout widened

"There's no escaping bro, you know what mom is like" I said earning a groan from him

I chuckled and descended on the stair.

"Let's go mis hijos!" mom excitedly said before beaming at us

Sheesh... She really is a lively old lady.

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...My adopted brother and I...

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