Became Roommates With The Male Leads

I stood in the middle of the crowd. When I saw James sink a successful three-pointer, my eyes lit up with excitement.

Even though I knew I should not show up in such a crowded place in my current condition, I could not resist my passion for basketball.

As the game was about to wrap up, I quickly grabbed the towel and drink I had prepared in advance.

Right after James walked out of the court, a group of girls in skimpy outfits swarmed around him.

He clumsily avoided them before he finally squeezed his way over to me. “Michael, give me…”

He panted while speaking. At the same time, he subtly glanced at my chest.

My heart skipped a bit. I thought he had somehow seen through me and learned my secret.

The next moment, he tilted his chin toward the sports drink I held against my chest. I finally realized what he meant and quickly gave him the drink.

Luckily, he only wanted his drink. I had read too much into his actions. I let out a quiet sigh of relief.

He tilted his head back and gulped down the liquid. It spilled from the corners of his lips.

“D-Don’t drink so fast.” I reached out to steady the bottom of the bottle so that he could drink more slowly.

After that intense game, his face and neck flushed red and were sweaty.

The sweat and liquid mixed together and slid down his chiseled jawline.

“Why are you panting harder than me?” Without me even noticing, James was already leaning very closely to me.

He swiftly brushed against my Adam’s apple. “I can see you gulping.”

Before I could come up with an explanation, the crowd pressed in around us.

I was so startled by the commotion that I quickly grabbed his hand to run.

But James stood rooted to the spot. He refused to budge, no matter how hard I pulled him.

He gave me a searching look. “Whenever there’s a crowd, you try to run. What are you running from?”

As our surroundings grew more crowded, I keenly sensed that my chest was leaking milk again.

As a man, I could never understand my own body. I screamed helplessly at myself.

“James, I beg you. At least let me go.” I subconsciously carried a faint pleading note in my voice.

Just then, someone yanked me out of the crowd.

I was caught off guard and fell into his arms. He grabbed my hand as we headed out.

His pace was rapid. I stumbled on my way as I tried to keep up with his pace.

I totally forgot about James. Milk seeped out uncontrollably and almost got my thin shirt soaked.

When we reached the corner of the hallway, he slammed me hard against the wall.

“Michael, I’ve told you this many times: Stay away from James!”

It was only then that I realized James’s twin brother, Caleb, was the one who had taken me out of that dangerous zone.

“I’d never do anything bad to James.”

Caleb exuded an intense, imposing aura and gave off an air of standoffishness. I was so intimidated that I could barely string my words together.

He was 6’2” tall. He boxed me in between his body and the wall.

If not for his darkened expression, I would have thought he was trying to flirt with me.

Caleb stared at me expressionlessly. “You’re getting close to him for money, aren’t you?”