Zach was deep into a story about a dystopian future with the female lead running a resistance movement against the male lead’s totalitarian government when his phone buzzed in his pocket.
Technically he was not supposed to be using his phone in the office during work hours as he was an intern, but he slid it out just to see who was texting him during work hours.
Much to his surprise, it was Darien. The text was simple.
I looked up about ramen. Inviting someone to your place for ramen is shorthand for sex.
There was a collection of emoticons at the end and Zach slid his phone back into his pocket with a quiet sigh of frustration. Darien definitely liked teasing him. To text him during work hours meant that Darien had been very keen to tease him.
He would have to tell him off. Recently he had been feeling like their relationship was now more even and Darien was more on his level. Before he had been feeling intimidated by his power and
Darien stopped behind a line of cars at the red light and deemed it safe to take his eyes off the road momentarily. He glanced over at Zach.He was special to Zach?There was no chance the intern meant it romantically. He hadn’t detected any feelings of love on Zach’s side.“In what way?” he asked in the most unbothered tone he could muster.“It’s a little complicated to explain. Most people on my university course vowed to stay in touch after graduation, but everyone is just so busy with their jobs. My best friend is in Germany doing a Master’s degree and doesn’t text me much. Besides Emilia and the other editors, you’re the person I spend a lot of time with. That makes you special.”Of course that was it. Zach had discovered the sad reality of growing up, it was impossible to stay in touch with former acquaintances once joining the workforce. Darien hadn’t been too sad to lose his
Darien felt Zach’s body freeze up and he was ready to retract his arms. Then Zach relaxed and shifted position to make it a proper hug.“I’m sorry. It’s just got to me. I might never see my mother outside of a hospital again,” Zach said numbly.“You don’t have to apologise for displaying emotion,” Darien told him.Zach’s body was warm and he was hugging back properly. His own parents had rarely hugged him and when they had, he had felt like it was never a proper hug, like they had been keeping a distance.“I know, I just feel like I’ve inconvenienced you a lot today.”Darien didn’t want to hear that. He wanted to help Zach out without him feeling guilty.“We’re friends, you haven’t caused me any inconvenience. In fact I got an excuse to skip work and I’m being hugged properly for the first time in my life.”Zach drew back to loo
Darien stared at him blankly and Zach took a full ten seconds to realise how his request had sounded.“I’ve got a sleeping bag somewhere here, I’ll sleep on the floor and you can take my bed. I just don’t want to be alone.”Darien blinked and nodded.“I see, that’s what you meant.”Zach nudged him. “What did you think I meant?”The billionaire looked embarrassed with the situation and Zach broke the tension by getting up to have a look for his sleeping bag. Unless his mother really had done a super tidy up of his room, it should be under his bed somewhere.He struck gold on a first look. He dragged out the sleeping bag triumphantly. It had served him well on school and family trips. Zach sniffed it cautiously only to smell fabric softener. His mother must have washed it recently. She probably hadn’t waited for long to wash everything after he had left.“I’ll
Darien yawned and turned back over. Zach could tell that he was still half asleep. “If that’s what you want, I’ll stay. Just let me go back to sleep. I’ll be here when you get back,” Darien replied and his eyes closed again. He was asleep in seconds and Zach smiled. He wasn’t going to be alone. With that comforting thought in his heart, he unpacked some clothes and got dressed in the bathroom before going downstairs. Zach took the spare door key out of the vase of flowers in the hallway and left it on the table with a note for Darien. Then he took a cereal box out of the cupboard and left it next to the note. Darien might skip breakfast if he didn’t prompt him. His father was waiting by the front door when he came out. Zach saw how tense he was and all his feelings of worry that had been kept at bay were coming back. He fought them back down, he needed to be strong to support his father. “Let’s go,” he said. *** Darien woke up
Zach’s mind was in disarray. He couldn’t believe that his father had drawn the conclusion that he and Darien could be dating. Darien didn’t like him like that. The question was also putting Darien in an awkward position as a closeted gay. The billionaire looked extremely uncomfortable right now. He needed to correct his father’s assumption as quickly as possible. “We’re just friends,” he told him. “He’s not my type anyway.” That wasn’t quite the truth there. Darien was very much his type with his intelligence, wit and increasing kindness. He noticed out of the corner of his eyes that Darien looked disappointed. He didn’t know why. They weren’t supposed to be each other’s types. “I see,” his father said. “Are you going to introduce him properly now? I didn’t ask much last night as I wasn’t in the mood.” “This is my friend. He also works at Harper Publishing and was passing by at the right time,” Zach informed him. There was no way his f
Zach’s heart stung at the words which didn’t make sense to him. He didn’t have any romantic interest in Darien. They were simply just friends.“That’s fine,” he replied. “We are really just friends and I would never aspire to be any more than that.”His father picked up his cup of tea and waved goodbye. It was clear the conversation was over. Zach was also keen for the conversation to end.“I’m going upstairs now,” he said.Darien was sitting on his bed frowning at his phone when he walked in. The billionaire looked up and smiled at him. It was a nice smile. Zach was glad to see he was content with staying at his family home.“Are you writing your story?” he asked.He didn’t ask to have a look despite his curiosity. It was Darien’s private matter and he wouldn’t snoop.“I’m checking over my drafted chapters for mistakes,”
The two of them left for London the following afternoon. Zach looked back at his family home as Darien drove around the corner. It had been nice to spend time with his parents again although he wished he hadn’t been so fraught with worry for half the time. Darien had been declared his mother’s favourite out of his friends. She had been horrified to find that Darien had been enlisted by him to clean the house and had apologised profusely. She had even packed snacks for their journey back to London despite her condition. Zach was looking forward to the chocolate cake. When he had thought about going back to his hometown to visit his parents during his internship he had never imagined it would be with a billionaire. Darien had enjoyed his stay. He had given Darien a brief tour of the town’s attractions in the morning. The amount of money Darien had spent in the gift shops was impressive. The billionaire seemed to want to build a collection of seaside the
The next week saw only occasional texts from Darien. Zach was always happy to get a text even if it was a short one as he knew Darien was very busy with work and didn’t have much free time. He ran into the billionaire once outside Austin’s flower shop and purposefully walked past the flower shop. Darien gave him a discreet thumbs up which made Zach smile. The weekend finally arrived after a long five days of learning how to edit low level erotica. It turned out that there was a database of words that needed to be used in those types of stories. It was a surprisingly interesting area of erotica. Zach stood waiting outside his apartment block and double checked that he really had packed his swimming goggles for the sixth time. He wasn’t comfortable swimming without his goggles. A red car he had seen before pulled up in front of him and the side window rolled down to reveal a wavy haired Darien. “You can get in,” he said. Zach eagerly got in the