The Jerk He Ever Scorned

"I can't bear to feel like this anymore, Greg. Ugh! I don't understand why you always make me tease this way!" Caruss yelled in his bedroom as he stared at the magazine he was holding.

He was enjoying the various publications of his ogling ultimate crush, Gregory Wayle, who's one of the hottest hunk models in Greentown State.

"You truly are attractive, huh? I'll never get tired of staring at you," Caruss made a sweet twisted mouth resulted in his romantic excitement.

However, there is a deficit boost in Gregory Wayle's promotions but his charisma was intense to envelop an inexplicable desire all over his fans. Additionally, paparazzi who know about him will surely fantasize, and Caruss is one of them.

"Damn! You are so hot! Ugh, you make me crazier, Greg. Why you're so handsome, huh?" Caruss faced up as if he was going crazy around.

Being discreet, Caruss keeps his identity closed to anyone else because he might have been killed by his father, Lord Pearson.

The only thing that can please him is to spare a little amount of time in his room and dream up about his hunk idol even if the whole story was a fantasy.

Before, he surmised that all he felt was just sexual attraction but not until Gregory Wayle came into his life, and things changed so fast.

Back then, he had no discretions to show up his real identity to his family and even dissuade from 'touching' boys. But when he first saw Gregory's titillating hunk magazine, curiosity pulled him to bring out his true shade.

"I don't know why I'm always like this to you? Shit! I can't get over with it," he said, covering himself under the blanket then brushing his lips into the magazine as he felt pleased.

With the amount of undercover collection, Caruss had to be careful lest he'll be caught by his father. However, just a couple of hours later, his rejoices were suddenly halted by misery.

It was when the atmosphere still ventilated enough, to feel delighted by an old fashion rock crystal that is suspended from a ceiling with an admiration of the fancy, and so eccentric canvas displayed on a stone brick structure, the sun has set and everyone was gathered to dine.

The nooks were trembling as to once the heart of Lord Pearson was extremely in the grief of fire. He soon shrieked and called his only eldest son, Caruss, to come down.

"Caruss! Get down here right now!" His very arrogant loud voice ended Caruss' fantasy upstairs.

Caruss's eyes seemed to darken after he heard his father yelling downstairs. As he went down and faced his father, all became a flame when the clamoring tape of him was now fully uncovered.

"You worthless faggot! How dare you bring disgrace to this family?" Lord Pearson barely slapped an extending hand at Caruss's face.

While Lady Rosell, Lord Pearson's second wife, directly approached Caruss and gave a romantic touch of embrace at what had happened. She bent over and nuzzled her head while gently clutched a little tighter for about a minute.

"Enough!" She pleaded and managed to restrain her husband's hand in striking Caruss again.

"You are a son of a gun-smut animal! You ruined our family's reputation! Where are your manners, huh? You're disgusting, gross, and dumping crud! Take the hell yourself out of here, now!" Lord Pearson's raging head and gleamed reaction imply what Caruss did was unacceptable.

However, Fredo, Caruss's older stepbrother, smiled in the corner as he was being glad to witness the engrossing scene. Instead, he must soothe the humiliation down, he just enjoyed watching them.

The youngest, Flynn, who's the only child of Lady Rosell and Lord Pearson, was terrified of the incident too. This restricts attachment to the toy whenever the lord is heard screaming.

"Papa, papa, stop!" The child tried to halt the fuming father but the older brother yanked him to keep going with Caruss's embarrassment.

"Leave him alone. Papa should just admonish him for his heinous act!" Fredo's statement proved how largely he cares about his stepbrother, Caruss.

"Big brother! Caruss!" Flynn even exclaimed that he felt sorry for his big brother while Fredo opposed speaking at him right away.

"Hey, dude. Listen to me. Don't ever be like him okay, who has done nothing just to degrade our name. He should vanish since he will never have a place in this family anymore. Do you get me?" Fredo persuaded Flynn to loathe their stepbrother since he couldn't win his heart and only wanted to be with Caruss in the first place.

"Pa, I don't know the scene will be going to dissipate. All I knew, I was drunk as they trifle with me," Caruss explained while his tears chopped down at Lord Pearson's raven leather shoes.

"Don't make any lies, my dear fag. You didn't restrain yourself even evade them. Besides, you're not intoxicated since you'd relished with it, right? You even mentioned a hunk model's name. You are embarrassing," Fredo stared with a deep furrow of disapproval and crossed his arms on his chest.

The voluptuous possession that Caruss had committed in the tape proved how much he wanted to delicate Gregory's luscious body.

The huge opprobrium instantly heated up in the character of the Pearson's family, known for their bloodshed throughout Greentown State, and Caruss was the first to commit the chagrin.

"And even if that doesn't disperse, you still gave rise to. And do you even think I'll still believe you with the amount of stupidity you've done, huh? You haven't changed, idiot! Gay critter! What a shame!" Lord Pearson threw an effective impact on Caruss's face while the youngest Flynn clasped to appease him.

"Please, Papa. Have mercy on him. Brother Caruss didn't mean that to happen," the child spoke in a clamped voice while the traction was lengthened.

"I said, enough! He didn't expect anything to betide," the plea was Lady Rosell who was also filled with inexplicable feelings.

"Ugh! Don't take on his side, mama. He earns what he concealed," the rolling eyes of Fredo mean contempt why Caruss was still on their side.

"Pa, please. Forgive me. I didn't mean to tarnish your name," Caruss sobbed until he was being drenched and suffocated by submersion in his tears.

"It's done, Caruss. It has been publicized all over Greentown State and we are now despised. Do you know what they reckon of us, huh? That a child of a powerful Lord Pearson is just a greedy jerk bon vivant!" Fredo appeared on the angle to assert unbearable things as he feels hostility toward his stepbrother.

"That's enough to say! Refrain flinging firewood if you know it's on fire!" Lady Rosell forthwith looked at Fredo as she grinned her teeth due to ardent incident.

"Make sure to straighten up your predicament. Don't you ever trudge in this house if all the people haven't shirked yet? You've made me foolish in Greentown State. Dagnabbit!" Lord Pearson drew a leg to boot with a knee bent over Caruss's face to drag off.

The breeze unexpectedly altered while Caruss was depressed by what had happened. He didn't think that the tape would leak all over Greentown State where it made a huge blunder that instantly punctured his father's feelings.

He was troubled that Gregory Wayle might contemplate the scene because of the intractable sweep of the tape.

"You're just a headache, my dear fag. You already know that Papa is horrendous and then you still feast with strippers like that?! Maybe you'd better leave this house, Caruss since you are just a disgusting jerk!" Fredo said, persuading Caruss to leave.

"Don't, Caruss, don't! Don't listen to him. Don't leave us with Mama. Please," Flynn begged as he tightened his arms to his big brother while getting a peek at Lord Pearson.

"I don't need your existence here. From now on, teach yourself to live with your own. Don't ever show up to me until you've spruced up your mess!" Lord Pearson yelled as he aimed to jab Caruss out with hefty arms.

"Get lost, dear fag!" Fredo even mumbled, obviously satisfied with what his father said.

Caruss just bawl over, while Lady Rosell also felt sorry for what had ensued. He then scrambled to his room to get his stuff but the younger brother, Flynn, tried him to stop.

"Big brother, please, don't leave. Papa was just upset," he said as he snuggled Caruss down to the bed.

"I'm sorry little bro. This is what I am supposed to do since we know how horrible Papa is. Don't worry, I'm not going far away from you," Caruss stammered in explaining to Flynn.

"My dear, just understand your father, okay? He hardly can't seem to ratify your true color since it's the family's bloodshed, knowing that this reputation race was tough." Lady Rosell's cold voice encouraged Caruss to feel better.

"Mama, I think it's better to not divulge you about my retrieval in here since Papa's ailment is getting worse. I don't want to add burden anymore," Caruss replied to Lady Rosell while he was busy tucking his things.

"Oh, son. You're not a burden. Don't speculate like that? I can't bear seeing you with this. Even if you're distant away, I can't afford to worry," Lady Rosell's voice was trembling as she tried to explain to Caruss.

"Big brother, when will we meet again?" Flynn asked weeping and he tightly held Caruss's arms.

"Don't be sad, little bro. I'm going to visit you here. Not often but I will come. You should still do what I taught you, okay?" Caruss cheerfully replied, giving Flynn a sweet assurance as he caressed its back too.

"We will going to miss you, my son," said Lady Rosell as she burst into tears in front of them.

Caruss faced his stepmother and gave her a wider arm to embrace. "Ma, I'm so sorry. I didn't heed they taped the scene. They were just messing me around," he reasoned out.

"Shush. Enough. You can't deviate the way your father thinks of you now. I know I can't stop you from leaving. I'll just find someone who can help you to move temporarily. Just be careful, okay?" Lady Rosell expressed grief and unhappiness.

Then, they could do nothing but pursue the lord's command. The young Flynn was also weeping, longing for Caruss for having their final minute.

However, the stability and potent connections of the Pearson family have Lady Rosell directly set up Caruss a temporary location to dwell.

Also, she didn't want his husband to know about it but to burke instead. She knew that Lord Pearson would be indignant when found she was aiding Caruss since she couldn't afford to watch the stepson of having no one else to approach.

But Caruss refuses Lady Rosell had offered to him since he also yearns to testify the life without the bloodshed from the wealth of their lineage rather than reside in a luxurious condo.

Even if it was against Lady Rosell's will, Caruss wishes to live in a simple apartment to acquaint him with survival in a lower class.

The clouds rumbled as he soon left the mansion. As Caruss entered the taxi outside, he first saw his older brother Fredo in a distance who's approaching to chastise him again.

"Take care of your new life, bother. I'm sure you can sully Papa's stature again. I mean, not anymore since you do not belong to this family. Thank you for being such an obedient child, Caruss. Just enjoy your life for being a fag, alright? You're damn greedy for men, aren't you?" Fredo was being sarcastic since he doesn't want Caruss to be part of the family anymore.

"What is my fault with you? What can that do to you?" Caruss asked in stupefaction and was confused why his stepbrother, Fredo, even dared to mistreat him.

Fredo laughed. "Nothing, dear. Oh, by the way, please accept my gratitude first before leaving. You might think that I didn't care about my stepbrother," Fredo chuckles as he demands a jelly dildo to whip him up for being a fag, then waved after as it felt jovial to watch his fleeing.

Fredo even dared to signal Caruss to hopefully never return. While, Caruss, could also hear Flynn whined as yelling only his name. He soon left the house with a heavy heart that he had no choice but to stay away from them.

Caruss's best friend, Sheena Becker - the actress, soon salvaged him after knowing his condition. With little space in her condo, Caruss has no option but to stay. He decided to dwell first at Sheena's house and search for an apartment hereafter daybreak.

"I'm so sorry if I bothered you, Sheena. I just don't have anyone else to seek help. My bank accounts were locked with just a click of Papa's phone right away. So, I have no option to reach you," Caruss explained as he was racked with coughing spasms while Sheena couldn't decipher what he said.

"How...how much do you want?" Sheena's forehead furrowed and asked how much money Caruss needed.

"Huh? No, it's not like that. I truly have no one else to approach at this moment except you," Caruss wondered as he tried to explain. He also felt ashamed in front of her due to the fast incident.

"Is that what you mean? Oh Caruss, don't mind it. You're the one I'm worried about right now because of the spreading tape," Sheena came closer and clasped him while a concern can be heard from her tone.

"Uhm, you have already seen it?" Caruss was alarmed. He couldn't resist his eyes widening after he heard his best friend.

"I'm sorry. I just want to be sure if that is you. But, you know, nothing will change. I won't be going to judge or hate you or whatever. I'm still your best friend," Sheena smiled and even dared to hold Caruss's hands.

"So, did you ever watch the whole scene?" He asked and got even gulped an air. "And you saw your gay best friend was there who did nothing but only enjoyed with those strippers as he keeps mentioning his ogling hunk idol, Gregory Wayle?" Caruss stuttered as he struggled to suppress the dripping of his tears.

"Caruss," Sheena sighed deeply. "Though I've already seen it, I know who you are. And that can't even destroy our good friendship. I have accepted you, ever since. You know that" she answered once closer slightly.

"How lucky I am to be your best bud," Caruss chuckled as he joke. "But, forgive me if I only reached you when I am in need," he added.

"Oh, Caruss. It's fine, bud. We are not children anymore. Though we have priorities, our friendship will always remain. My arms are always open to welcome you, buddy. Just stay here whenever you want. Besides, I am used to being a loner," Sheena explained and tried to calm him down.

"No, I insist. You know how dreadful Papa is when he gets furious. I'll look for an apartment to stay in right away," Caruss's stubbornness as he reminded her.

"Yeah, he has two horns and a halo in his head," she laughed as if the world was going to explode because of the truth. "But if you haven't found one yet, why not stay here anyway?" she persuaded him again.

"I...I don't know," Caruss strumbled as he wasn't sure what to utter.

"Bud? Please, don't be mean. You know, just don't think about your father. I mean... you've been kicked out, this is your life battle now," Sheena enlightened Caruss and still wishes to convince him to just live with her. But, what Caruss still wants is to be followed.

"I understand. But you don't have to do this to me, Sheena. You know how virtuous a person I am. Thank you for the promising offer, but I still want to acquaint myself to the life of being without my family's wealth," he reasoned out.

"Alright. If that's what you want, I will still be going to support you. As long as you're always welcome here, you can count on me, buddy." Sheena chuckled and even got a tap on his shoulders.

"Thanks, I don't know how to reimburse you back," he replied when he confronted her.

"Ugh! What best friends are for? And hey, enough for the drama. Just...Just fix your things now." She replied with widened cheeks and instructed Caruss to fix his things.

Caruss moved swiftly to fix his stuff. Later, the silence was broken as Sheena hurried to leave.

"By the way, I have to go," she said as she was busy packing her things.

"Hey...you...you have a shoot?" To his surprise, Caruss stopped fixing his stuff.

"Oh, yeah. It's a good thing I still rescued you earlier. And if you feel hungry, there's available food in the fridge. I'm sorry, bud. Let's just talk when I come back okay?" The actress explained as she continued packing her belongings.

"Huh? Wait, how many days will you be gone?" Caruss wondered and was confused.

"A three or two? I don't know yet. Just beep me right away if you need anything, okay?" Then she replied and hurriedly took a step out.

When Sheena finally left, Caruss reminisced the scenes that happened earlier as he couldn't deduce the degree of time that he was no longer with his family.

He is deeply anguished by the incidents, mostly since his father already kicked him out. He could not determine how the tape would diffuse and intends to have it investigated.

But when he called the lawyer, he was being told to better thwart his idea since it would only deteriorate the problem, knowing that Lord Pearson did not want to vitiate their image and lineage anymore.

So, what he can do? He doesn't want to let his image be marred in public as well. But he also realized that maybe it was just his father's deliverance to protect the fame and make him learn from the misstep. Because no matter what he will do, the whole Greentown State would never eschew.

Time passed by as he felt famished, he hurried to the kitchen to get something to eat. Unluckily, he was dismayed by what he found when the fridge was contained with only yogurts and beverages.

So, he concluded to take his dinner outside. He wore a hoodie jacket to cloak himself so that no one would even recognize him.

After purchasing food from a vending machine, Caruss sought the news in the LED screen that stirred the humanity of the whole town, the spreading tape with different reactions of netizens, the media, the buzz, and the statement of Gregory Wayle as he cited.

Caruss abruptly turned his gaze away knowing that his ultimate crush had already discovered the footage.

He was gaily sipping the soda on his way back to the condo. Meanwhile, in a scary moment at the crossroad, his eyes broadened to see the shocking image of a guy in the distance.

He muttered with consternation at what he saw. The guy barely slumped in an expensive Lamborghini Veneno car while squandering time on some intoxicating liquors.

"Wait, am I seeing things clear here? Was he truly the one I see?" Caruss talked to himself as he marveled and couldn't speculate on what he had seen since it's a smatter of murky around.

Caruss drew closer to avoid fallible verdicts. His vision was astounded when the guy swiveled to him that causing his stares to lunge.

He didn't even anticipate the frigging scenario, that he finally met his ogling hunk idol, Gregory Wayle, for the first time.

"Gosh darn it! You've defiled the name that I'm taking care of, horse pucky!" The hunk model screeched as he couldn't control himself for the bottle of wines to break out.

Caruss can feel the overflowing and streaking outrage of Greg. He seemingly twitched by what he discovered while he was being hesitant in striding nigher to him.

He didn't drop in at first and even dared to huddle himself into the inclement caliginous structure beside him, wanting to listen further to Greg's grievances.

"I don't know how you can forgive me, Greg. I'm so sorry. I don't think you will be affected by my foolishness. I also wonder why the tape has such an impact on you. I just mention your name but why?" Caruss inquired to himself while he keeps watching him.

But instead, Greg would enunciate more nasty assertions, he began to sob, and the clear saline fluid secreted by the lacrimal gland of his eyes proves how affected he was by the spreading tape.

"What else will dad be going to tell me? That I'm another failure child? Darn it! Is it still my fault, huh?! Fuck that Caruss Pearson! Damn! I'm so tired of following all your wishes!" He yelled, and there were furious and crushed emotions that could be seen on his face.

"Seriously, are you truly that mad at me? This is insane! When else do you have known me, then here is what I did to you?" Caruss felt sorry for himself.

When he took nigher, even more, he couldn't restrain himself to gulp after he felt Greg's animosity and conflagrant heart.

Caruss's heart was crumbled too when he finally assimilated that a modeling career was very valuable to Greg's life. Though he was not the one to dispraise for what had happened, however, he could not swerve everything right away.

"Please forgive me if I hadn't taken upkeep of my name," Greg asserted while letting his tears ebb. "Though I gained notoriety when my exposed photographs appeared in magazines, my image will still be ruined because of him. I can't let that happen and I am so sorry if I let you be disappointed," he even grumbled.

"If so, are you doing everything to make your father proud of you? Gregory Wayle, we're just the same. It's just that, I didn't truly mean everything to happen. I didn't even know they had taped the scene. I'm so sorry for being obsessed with you," Caruss even mumbled.

Caruss was still watching him and had cognizance of every story coming out of Greg's mouth.

Few people pass and even seized records to Greg while some were gawking and back chatting. Greg didn't mind them if there will be a fallout since his grievance was not about the slow-spreading tape that caused them confusion but the only supervening incident in which his image in public has been tarnished.

A minute passed by, Greg suddenly went insane afterward and yelled all sorts of things that were said to be painful as the amount of paparazzi was also increasing.

"How pitiful? He is unfortunate. A faggot who went viral bruised his feelings as well as his image too in public," said a female fan as Gregory was being videotaped.

Gregory's eyes began to gloss and drifted around as his gaze floated, his jaw was hanging slack and doesn't have any control over his fine motor skills. His gestures also became even more pronounced and sweeping, that causing him to fall.

"Yeah, and it seems he was indeed devastated after the spreading scene. Maybe we can also make a statement about him now," the man with her replied as it keeps to huddle to see even more.

"Hell yeah. Let's break the internet again, babe. So that everyone will discover what his grudges are," the woman replied.

That was all Caruss heard while he still peering at his hunk idol. Then, his shocking face came to the rescue after seeing Gregory was already lying on the floor.

Meanwhile, more paparazzi loomed just to film the hunk model, while Caruss didn't prefer Greg's public image to worsen, so, he was determined to help.

Since Caruss could no longer bear to see Greg being snickered and poked fun by people, he bears down in posthaste, covering him with his jacket and gently pulling away.

What he did perplex the paparazzi that furthermore made new headlines throughout Greentown and even went viral in just a quick time.

Along his way, other paparazzi tried to heed him as he carried Greg on his shoulders, rushing his feet back to the condo as he wants his hunk idol to rest and spend the night with him first.

When arrived, they were stumbling around the corner as their footsteps were irregular. Caruss's body was going to lurch unpredictably as he tried to keep the balance due to the heavyweight Greg has. Then, he was shocked when Greg leaned against the wall and stared at him intently.

"Who are you? What you got here, huh?" Greg's tongue seems too thick and makes it hard to talk and form a word.

"I want to have another drink and I'm about to get hammered. Oh, I don't know if I want to...you know, go," he even laughed that it was pointless to say.

Caruss choked a tad as he began dripping again. He didn't know what was Greg trying to imply as they were facing each other now. He also wasn't so sure if his hunk idol does recognize him because of the tape.

A fast-paced incident happened, Caruss was alarmed, even more, when Greg came slightly closer to him which cause their noses to pertain.

Greg's uplifting look flowed all over Caruss's face and then he became even more anxious. He also noticed Greg's fist that was already rooted in anger.

"Will he be going to punch me now?" Caruss mumbled to himself and felt queasy. "Will he hurt me? Why is he just staring at me?" He added as his sweat also trickled.

Greg proceeded to enunciate again as if he had lost his sanity. "Do you know when I looked over at your ugly face? I," he paused and made a funny sound from the throat.

"I feel watching the underwater lights of your iris that distort with each tiny wave while I wanted to reach out to him. Damn!" Greg's outrage at his utterance showed an instilling resentment.

Caruss didn't comprehend what Greg was aiming to assert while his forehead furrowed as well.

"Do you know who's Caruss, huh? He's a drat bogus idiot! I would be going to squeeze him and crushes him when I see him right away!" Greg yelled with his neck twitched showing visible retribution at Caruss.

"Wait, he doesn't recognize me? He doesn't even know that he's talking to me now," Caruss was surprised after hearing his hunk idol's menace.

"Do you know what he has done, huh? He broke everything I worked for!" Greg shrieked that toasts up every minute and didn't even notice that he was confronting already Caruss.

While Caruss was tight-lipped and even more unsettled, he was very culpable because Greg got unwittingly involved in his stupid move. So, he could not blame his hunk idol for being violent in front of him.

"I felt that I was under the water while sputtering for air below the surface like I'm in a grave of the death of seas! He will regret everything. I will make sure he repents the remorse he has caused! I swear! He's a frack marklar jerk fag! A Judas priest! Fuck him!" Greg added and rumbled a whimper.

Caruss eyes quivered when he heard his hunk idol. He barely didn't speculate how badly and deeply the impact he caused to Greg since the wrath seems like he committed very substantial guilt.

"Greg? Calm down, okay? You are just heavily drunk and you need to get rest," Caruss said as he averted his eyes from Greg.

"Huh, rest?" Greg was immediately taken aback.

"I don't need to get rest. I can't just get rest! I can't be bothered anymore! Fuck him! I need to clear my name right away. Because of that stupid jerk gay Caruss, I was being inadvertently involute! What the fuck!" Greg was distressed by a howl since he was being drowned by liquours.

"Come on, Greg. Just let it go, okay? Since it all happened, you can do nothing. No matter how mad you are, he might not even mean it. Do you understand?" Caruss tried to clasp Greg's arms to make him calm and then pushed him to lay on the couch to have some rest.

"Huh! Can't you just side with him? Who are you by the way? Are you his lawyer, huh? The fuck!" Greg even dares to focus his fingers at Caruss while he could no longer unwrap his eyes and scarcely speak.

"Oh, it's me, Caruss. The very one you hate" Caruss said to himself.

Caruss finally didn't assert so that his hunk idol could not browbeat to him anymore and could entirely rest.

He was about to bring Greg forth down infrequently on the couch but it was unpredictable when Greg leaned over him in an abrupt.

Caruss was twirled by a startling force that caused the two of them to plunge on the ground while Greg was now on his top, breathing with a rough hoarse noise while he was being preoccupied and very startled.

"Greg? Wake up. Greg?" He pokes Greg's head to awaken since he can't lift his torso instead forcing himself to detach from him.

Unfortunately, Greg suddenly disgorges a lot of alcohol to his body and makes an utmost bombshell for him.

Caruss in an instant pushed his hunk idol on the sofa. When he did, his eyes dilated after seeing the steaming vomit all over Greg's teasing trunk.

"What the?" Caruss was startled when he noticed it. "Come on, Greg. You are truly an alcohol addict," he smirked.

A moment, he then received a call from her best friend who's very worried too.

"Caruss, what have you done? Are you insane, bud? I just can't believe what I saw on the internet. Are you truly with Gregory Wayle right now, huh?" Sheena was confused.

"Look, Sheena. Please, let me explain. I have no other choice but only to help him," he hesitated to answer.

"My god, Caruss! Did you have just lost your mind? Please, be cautious enough about what you are going to do. The whole Greentown State knows Greg especially since they also know you because of your family background. What people contend is making fake statements to make money while both of you were going to be stuck," Sheena sermon as she scolded Caruss.

"I'm sorry, bud. I just felt pathetic for him earlier. Besides, if I left him there, his image will even be more ravaged. So, I have no choice to come and help Greg," he answered while he's out of his mind.

"Ugh! But, you must think about what will happen to you two. What if someone hurts you? Do you even speculate that people will not be going too tight-lipped after what just happened earlier? Especially since they saw both of you now were together," Sheena elucidates him since he didn't think about the scene.

"I'm sorry if I didn't think of that, bud. Greg was in trouble and I felt pity for him," Carus's dialogue came to be calm.

"I don't know what else to say, Caruss. You know, I was a little bit dumbfounded since I just reached here on the set, and here's what I'll hear about you again?" Sheena asked arrogantly.

"I'm so sorry, Sheena. I didn't mean that to happen. Just...just worried about Greg," Caruss would apologize to her.

"Anyways, how is he feeling? Did he even recognize you, huh?" Sheena turned out the conversation.

"Oh, buddy. I can't believe he didn't recognize me. He's drunk, you know, and...and it's very surprising because he was still talking to me," Caruss replied with more exhilaration on his face.

"Really? Well, that's a very good advantage for you. But listen to me, Caruss. Just make sure he will not be going to recognize you when he wakes up, okay? Because when that happens, prepare yourself for what might occur. He's a war freak, I'm telling you," Sheena's advice shows concern.

"Do you even know more about him, Sheena?" Caruss asked and want to know more about Greg.

"Uhm... a little bit? His close friends used to be my co-workers before," Sheena answered without uncertainty.

"Well, thanks. If so, I will be going to precede him in waking up hereafter?" Caruss assured the question.

"Yes, just make sure to precede Gregory Wayle in waking up and leave him there. Let him be alone in my condo first. Also, I will be going to call you tomorrow about your temporary accommodation. Caruss, this is the only way for him not to recognize you. Just follow what I said, okay?" Sheena prompted him.

Caruss sighed deeply. "Yeah. I've got it. I was just confused right now as to what I'm going to do," he reasoned out.

"Have a rest first, buddy. I'm sure his management is already looking for him now. And hey, don't answer any calls coming, okay? His management will be going to trace you up if you respond to any call he receives," she replied and even instructed him.

"Okay, bud. Thanks. I'm sorry again for bringing Greg here to your condo," Caruss apologized again.

"Shush, no worries. And at least, now you know the feelings to catch a glimpse of your ogling crush for the first time, eh?" Sheena chuckled and exploded a funny sound since she wants to annoy Caruss.

"Hey! Don't even tell me that," Caruss yelled and smiled. He was also being disgusted about what Sheena told him.

Sheena laughed. "Why? Am I not telling you the truth? Oh, Caruss, I knew you! Besides, you were determined to help him since you want to bring him to my condo, right?"

"Oh, Sheena. No! What are you reckoning huh? Stop thinking of me like that!"

"Seriously? You've been waiting for it for years!" Sheena laughed again. "Just enjoy the whole night with him, buddy."

"Yeah, you don't have to worry. I will be even more prudent with my choices next time. But right now, the moment mystified me, Sheena. I don't know what I'm going to do with him, honestly." Caruss replied with a dull somber tone.

"Don't be sad, buddy. I know you're just tired. Have a rest, okay? Don't even show to me that you are now no longer restless because of Gregory Wayle. Oh, Caruss isn't that what you like too, right?" Sheena said as wanting to cheer him up.

"But this is insane! I didn't know this was going to happen," Caruss shouted in confusion.

"Oh, bud. Just follow what I told you. Anyways, I badly need to work, okay? Take care, bye."

When the call hanged off, Caruss couldn't think straight either. So he just thought of dressing Greg first since he already smells malodorous.

He soon loses the buttons of Greg's sleeves from the chest down under to the jeans. Then the titillating hunk body of his hunk idol had soared his eyes with excitement that tempted him more even than before.

The toned muscle structure of Greg was verge into defined. Also, the well-built curves and bulkier calves gave Caruss an inexplicable desire. It was his first time seeing it up close and could barely control to bite his lower lip.

"Oh my gosh! Please keep me out from the lure. I can't resist staring at Gregory Wayle like this. He's totally hot. Shit!" Caruss muttered while still figuring out what could be done.

He then pursues a course of action around the corner, reckoning about what is better to do since he was afraid of what might happen if Greg will be going to recognize him.

After Greg was being dressed, Caruss also plopped a cloak on the floor to finally rest. While lying down, he couldn't help but stare closely at Greg.

"I'm probably the luckiest person in the entire state because I'm with my ultimate crush right now," he said to himself as he just stared at Greg intently.

"Sheena was right. It's indeed delightful to keep an eye on you at these moments. Hopefully, it won't end," he uttered as he couldn't take away his gaze at Greg who's snoring.

"You know what? You are even more attractive every time I focus my eyes on you," he sighed deeply. "Especially since seeing my ultimate crush who was drunk for the first time," he then smiled.

"Hey, I didn't realize that you even had a stronger sex appeal when you get mad. Ugh! Your aura was different. Though how much arrogant you were. But that's fine. I'm still your number one fan, Greg," he added while still wanting to accentuate his eye on Greg's face.

Caruss's heart beating blew up stronger as he thrust his complexion to Greg harder.

With his emphasis, he gently tickled his nose on Greg's face but, to his surprise, Gregory Wayle fell unto him and met their lips by an accident.