Chapter 1

It was almost evening. The sun was getting low in the horizons, trailing behind it series of colors spread on the vast canvass of the skies. Light breeze coming through the open windows of his balcony was refreshing. Filled with the scent of different flowers indicating that the park near their apartment had bloomed to its full. 

He was typing his research papers for almost four hours straight. Pressing the FULL STOP key made him realize that his fingers are so tired. He didn’t feel the pain before as he was so concentrated on his work. The clock was ticking 5 o'clock in the evening. He saved the document before shutting his laptop down. 

Closing his eyes he stretched his arms and neck until he heard a light cracking sound of his neck muscles. It was relaxing, but not fully to his content. He leaned down his work chair relaxing his stiff legs. He wanted to have a freshly ground cup of coffee but was too sore to go to the kitchen. 

He was currently working on his PhD, also running his old man's business in Thailand. They were major dealers in the import and export of sports goods. No wonders he was the most eligible youngster to attain the title of a CEO of a multinational chain of sports goods, scattered throughout Thailand, parts of Europe and America, all under his name. He was charming, alluring, intelligent, sharp and sole owner of WILSON ENTERPRISES.

He started off five years back only leading his old man's company and now his dad was having the time of his life with his wife away from all the city hassle in an island. 

He was living in a lush shared apartment in the heart of the city. It was on the 20th floor, the top floor of a building. With a special elevator from basement parking lot direct to his apartment door. No one was allowed to enter those elevators except for the three card holders. They just had to punch in the card and press the ONLY BUTTON available in the cabin to reach to the door. 

The apartment was no less than a mini bungalow. It had three bedrooms. A kitchen, huge TV lounge decorated with a wall TV screen that was attached to multiple gadgets of gaming consoles, music players, home theaters and much more.

The bedrooms were decorated with glass walls, covered with thick curtains to prevent any eye watching the activities going on inside. It had a terrace too, facing two sides of the road with a corner. 

It was a home to the three of them. They were practically joined hip to hip, inseparable and insatiable. They were the HEART MIND and SOUL of each other, since childhood, throughout their high school, till now, excelled in their respective fields, yet madly in love with each other. Sounds crazy!

        Yes... That was the truth. It was a trio, a love triangle. And he was missing his other two parts right now as they were busy. And he had not met them for so long, fucking two consecutive days, too long to bear. One was busy with his outstation meetings. And the other ... Well his busy surgery schedule. And even he himself was busy in his meetings. 

Even though the apartment had three rooms, they often ended up in any of one room, sharing a single bed that was big enough for them to sleep peacefully cuddling in each other’s arms.

And now living nights alone in his bed were not helping him taking a peaceful sleep. The first night he was alone was so hard for him to sleep. He practically slept on each bed trying to get a comfortable position to sleep, but the scent from their pillows was making it more difficult to breathe. So he ended up curled on the big L shapes couch in the lounge, stuffing his face in the pillow, falling asleep almost at dawn. And again woke up after three hours of restlessness. 

The other night was as difficult as previous, or better says, it was worse than before. Because he was tired, his body was aching due to lack of sleep. It was good that he had no busy schedule in the office so he took a few days off to complete his research. And now he didn't even know if he had to stay alone another night or not. It was true that they were in touch on the phone with each other, but they all knew that it wasn't enough for them to relax and not to miss each other. 

        He was so immersed in his thoughts that he didn't hear the faint sound of his room door. He didn't even acknowledge the presence of the other person, until a pair of hands reached his eyes and removed his glasses from behind. 

"You are sleeping again with glasses on”? A deep low voice entered his ears and his lips automatically stretched into a smile. 

He didn’t have to open his eyes to look for the owner of the voice. The hands moved from his eyes to his temples and down to the back of his neck moving in a circular motion, sending waves of relaxation down spine. He was melting in the touch and warmth of those hands. His body reacted automatically as he sank down further in the touch. It was like a meditation to him, pure bliss.

 "You never listen to me. How many times have I told you not to sit for so long working on the laptop? Your shoulders are so stiff. Huh. Why are you so stubborn"? One of his hands grasped a hand full of hair at his nape and pulled lightly. Not strong enough to hurt him, yet a firm grip to make him realize the authority he had on him.

        Still with closed eyes, he reached for the hands and pulled the person in front of him, in his lap. Facing him inches apart. His chocolate eyes opened to the most handsome man in the world. Well not most, because he had a competitor, but yes he was very handsome. 

Black colored dark curls were covering a part of his forehead. Smooth cheeks. He had a prominent Nose Bridge. His dark brown eyes were adorned with lines of pink, indicating how tired he was. His lips were full and soft. He could feel the softness of his lips even without touching them. 

The man in his lap was still wearing his business suit, clearly stating that he rushed home from the airport.

Russell frowned leaning forward he pull off the coat off his shoulders. He undid his tie. Threw it away somewhere in the room, ruffled his hair. Unbuttoning his shirt to his chest and held him close by gripping his waist. Now that was how he loved one of his men. He nuzzled his neck with his nose and sniffed the crook of his neck inhaling his favorite smell. The perfume mixed with the body smell of his boyfriend. It was intoxicating, relaxing and addicting. 

"I missed you Daniel". He confessed and hid his face in Daniel's broad chest. Close to his heart. Daniel smiled broadly and engulfed his baby in his arms.

        "I missed you too Baby". Daniel pulled his face from his chest and racked his hairs fondly. He could easily see how much Russell would have missed them both. Yeah still one of their men was missing. 

The black circles under his eyes were the evidence of his sleepless nights. Only Russell among the three had sleeping issues to this extent. He couldn't blink his eyes without the comfort of either of two pair of arms around him. It wasn’t easy for the rest of the two to sleep too, but at least they could sleep for a few hours. But with Russell... It was impossible. And it usually made them worried if they both had to leave him alone. 

"I am so sorry Baby". Daniel smiled softly, hugging him back.

 Daniel was two years older than both. So they would address him as an elder to them.

 "Any contact with Carson"? He asked Russell who shook his head.

 Daniel stood up from his lap pulling Russell with him, earning a disappointed look and sad eyes of his baby. 

"Come". He simply pulled him to the bed and made him lie down. And in an instant Russell pulled Daniel by his hand and he almost fell upon the younger with a chuckle.

 "You can’t even wait for me to take my shirt off". He smiled teasingly… 

"Nope". Russell smiled playfully. "Not even a second. Three days and two nights are enough to stay away". He complained like a little child. His moon eyes were sparkling with the joy of being in Daniel's arms. 

Daniel laughed heartily and lay down beside him leaning against the bedhead. He wrapped Russell in his arms and gathered him to his chest. Even he couldnt wait to hold him close to him. 

He pecked Russell’s forehead, who smiled and closed his eyes contentedly. It was his comfort place. Daniel was moving his fingers in his soft locks, looking down at the beautiful features. 

His crescent eyes were closed. His curls had covered most of his forehead. His lips were still stretched into a smile. His lips were thin yet soft and sweeter than any sweet in the world. His strong arms were holding Daniel like he owned the whole world. Well, half of the world. His hands were clutching Daniel's shirt. Veins popped out on the back of his hand and arms. 

The tight bands of the tee shirt he was wearing were unable to hide the bulges of his bi-ceps. The fabric was clung to his chest tightly, lining all the abs of his toned body in a tempting way. 

His back was broad and smooth. His milky thighs were peeping out of his shorts that he was wearing at home. He was kinda sprawled on Daniel in his favorite position. And Daniel could sit there forever as it was his best place, though he was missing Carson, as they were incomplete without each other. 

"Russell, dont sleep before dinner". Daniel softly called him. 

"I am not sleeping. I am waiting for Carson". Russell said in a gloomy tone. 

"Why are you so upset"? Daniel was upset too to see Russell all sad. 

"I am not upset much, since you are back but I cannot stop thinking about Carson. You know that I cannot live without both of you even if it’s for a short time period.

I know we have work to handle, I understand, but everytime when I get free from work, I know I have both of you to come home to. 

But the days I had to spent without you, in a lonely home, made me realise that my home isnt this apartment, but in your embrace. And it was really painful. Everything is meaningless if you guys are not here". The wet spot on Daniel's chest made him realise that Russell was crying. 

"Hey baby. Look at me. Dont cry please. I am here now. And I will never leave you alone ever. I am sorry. I promise baby". Daniel pulled him up and wiped away all the tears slipping down his close eyes down his cheek.

It was like a truck hit for him that Russell missed them so much that he had started crying.

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Tabby