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Third Person POV

When his phone started to ring, even though his brain was hazy, PP's instincts were telling him that it was Billkin on the phone, but he needed to ask Tae anyway.

"Who's calling me?" PP asked.

At first Tae did not answer.

Then PP heard him sigh before saying, "It's Billkin. Do you want me to swipe the screen to take his call."

"No, no, no!" PP replied in a panic. He did not want Billkin to see Tae on the screen inside his room. Plus PP was shirtless and was down to his boxer shorts. What would Billkin be thinking.

"You don't want him to know that I'm with you right now?" Tae asked, not bothering to hide the edge that had crept into his voice.

"It would be best not to complicate matters," PP replied.

"What do you mean by that?" Tae asked.

"I really don't have the energy and the inclination to answer your question," PP confessed. "Let's just talk in the morning, okay?"

"I haven't finished cleaning you up," Tae said, grabbing the wet face towel from PP's bedside table.

PP sighed. He had no energy to stop Tae's wandering hands right now. So he let things be for the night. Tomorrow he would be stronger and will take the bull by its horns. But tonight ... sigh ...

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Although Billkin could still feel the alcohol in his system, and was expecting himself to doze off the moment that his head hit his pillow, he found that his mind was intensely alert.

The image of PP sitting from across his new boyfriend at the restaurant kept running through his mind. The image of PP's new boyfriend smiling so sweetly at PP and placing a forkful of something into PP's mouth was so vivid in Billkin's head that it made him toss and turn for a long time.

Finally when he couldn't take it anymore, Billkin grabbed his phone from his bedside table.

Instead of just calling PP the regular way, Billkin decided to video call him. He missed PP so much that he needed to see his face, even if only on his phone screen.

Billkin waited while he heard the ringing. When an eternity passed and PP did not take his video call, Billkin heaved a deep sigh and resignedly cut the video call and placed his phone back on his bedside table.

He turned on his side to hug his body pillow wishing hard that it was PP he was holding in his arms and giving him the warmth that he badly craved for right now.

He still felt a bit woozy when he woke up the following day but he forced himself to get up. He needed to go back to the Italian restaurant where he had left his car in the parking lot.

He took a quick shower and then after getting himself ready to leave his house, he picked up his phone from his bedside table to call for a cab to bring him to the restaurant.

He was about to tap on the number of one of the taxicab companies when his front door buzzed. Who the hell would be coming to see him first thing in the morning. He went to open his door.

"Surprise!" Jennie had a bright smile on her face, her arms outstretched waiting for Billkin to come and give her a big hug.