Arriving at Laurence's home the door was already unlocked, its huge structure coming as a shock to me.
I knew he said he had a big house but...I never thought it would be this big.
As I walked in it shined, polished wooden picture frames, antiques and chandeliers giving the hallway a pristine glow.
Irene...he's loaded.
Venturing further in I was fearful of even speaking, the tender instruments set aside on the draws so fragile at the touch.
I picked up a bell, inspecting its golden rim and engraving on the side.
"...ring for service?"
I read it allowed before viewing the remaining parts of the hallway, no one in sight.
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.
.
My curiosity got the better of me and I very quietly rung the bell, hunched over like a foolish child.
I didn't expect anything to happen but oddly enough SOMETHING did.
"May I help you?"
I jolted at the voice erupt from behind me, my hands trembling and causing the instrument to rattle against the floor.
Flinching I gradually turned round to watch a rather smartly dressed doorman wincing at the sharp sound.
I smiled nervously as he knelt down and picked it up, placing it silently on the side yet again where it was originally stationed.
"S-Sorry"
I stammered.
"Don't be sir, I shouldn't have introduced myself so boldly"
He replied, standing up straight to express his massiveness.
Broad shoulders, stiff and sturdy joints...it made my blood run cold.
However, throughout all the masculinity he had a gentle, welcoming face that could quite easily turn fowl.
"Now, as I said before sir...how may I help you?"
He repeated
"Oh...u-uhm, my friend lives here? At least I think he does... Laurence w-was his name"
I stated.
It was far too obvious I was shaken  and he knew that, he could see it in the way I stepped up and down on my own foot and made a direct eye contact with his chest instead of his eyes.
"Ah...Master Zvahl, he was mentioning a boy coming over...homework perhaps?"
He questioned politely.
Oh great here comes the sweating.
Before I could reply a familiar voice intruded.
"Stop interrogating my friend Vincent, we're only here to watch a movie together"
Laurence spoke, sliding gracefully down the stair rail in his new casual clothes.
A plain white shirt, black pants and a silver buckle belt, two of the shirts buttons undone at the top.
It wasn't what I would call casual but it seemed to suit him nicely.
But them two buttons...if he kept like that I swear it'll drive me crazy.
I smiled, grateful from his appearance.
"Sorry sir, I meant not to discomfort our guest"
The man stated
"But you know you shouldn't address me by my birth name sir, what would your parents think?"
He added
"Nah, if you was worried about it that much you would have left by now"
Laurence chuckled, coming to my side.
"Right you are sir, anything i can get for you two gentlemen? Beverages perhaps?"
I was shocked at the service received... afterall I was used to doing everything around my home...to be asked and treated so respectfully...
"Just drinks Vincent, we have food covered"
After that last statement Laurence took grip of my arm and walked me out into what looked to be a guest room with a poole table in the very centre, the green velvet not having a single stain on it.
I was then dragged to an additional room, this one being much larger with many books scaling the white walls.
It made my jaw drop.
It was a reasonably basic room, a simple square yet it felt so much larger.
The structure stepped down halfway through the room away from the fluffy carpet to the polished wooden floor where all the books could be found on the shelves.
Glass cabinets had been built into both the walls upon walking in, wooden rims, action figures, comics and games off on display...even a few trophies.
Lights within them cabinets gave the glass a unique shimmer.
There was also a bear carved out of wood sat within the corner of the room,a baby one at that.
I traced my hand across it, looking amoungst it's details in awe.
Next to it was the large screen TV, no doubt the latest model that Laurence was scrolling through netflix on.
"How...How do you have all this?"
I questioned, looking to him.
"Eh, parents"
He merely replied with.
Sitting next to him I let my bag drop softly on the floor, my body far too tense as I rested back into the cushions.
I felt...out of place, like I didn't belong.
Laurence noticed.
"Hey...you can relax y'know, I ain't gonna judge ya on how you let loose... you could masturbate for all I care"
He stated with a chuckle, my face going an immediate red as I wacked his shoulder roughly.
"No thanks Laurence...I've done that once already and I don't fancy doing it again!"
I grumbled
"Awww, was I not hard enough for you?"
He laughed
"Shut up!"
I groaned, covering my flustered face.
We both laughed together, fooling around before snuggling up to watch the movie.
It was a horror...which made me even more latched to Laurence.
But I had a feeling he liked it, stroking up and down my back comfortingly.
"Hm~"