I said calmly, “If you’re this angry, then how do you think I should feel? Did you ever think about how I was supposed to live after that? Or did you think all I needed was another person—someone like you—to plug in and replace him? I’m not a phone, you know. Just because a charger fits doesn’t mean I’ll instantly be fully charged.”
I paused for a moment, then continued, “You’re a hot boy—everyone wants you. You just have to nod once, and there’s no shortage of people willing to offer themselves to you. You’re probably used to getting whatever you want, right? So when I didn’t submit to you, you couldn’t accept it, could you? That’s why, no matter what it took, you had to ‘conquer’ me—even if it meant hurting me by destroying a relationship I had poured so much effort into. Isn’t that right?”
I ended softly, “In the end, you only ever thought about your own feelings.”
Nhật Hào sat beside me, frozen like a stone statue, both hands braced against the bench, head lowered as he stared at the ground. When I looked over, I suddenly heard faint pattering sounds, like water dripping onto fabric. I lifted his face with my hand and saw that the corners of his eyes were red and soaked through. If his fans ever found out I’d made him cry like this, they probably wouldn’t let me live in peace.
I turned his face toward me and wiped the tears from his cheeks with my fingers. Smiling, I asked, “Was I wrong? Is that why you’re crying?”
The moment I said that, Nhật Hào started crying even harder. I honestly wanted to clamp a hand over his mouth. Somehow, I ended up standing in front of him, pulling his head into my chest to comfort him, “Alright, stop it already. I’m not even crying—why are you crying?”
Between sobs, Nhật Hào said, “I’m sorry… Please don’t be mad at me… Back then I was stupid, that’s why I got tricked… It was Ngọc Duy who told me that Tuấn worked there, that’s how I knew… he even showed me the way, so I could take you there…”
I had to pat his back while soothing him, “It’s been so long, I’m not angry. If I were, why would I even come out to see you? Blocking you would’ve been easier. Alright, stop crying…”
Nhật Hào continued, “I was selfish… I didn’t think about you. But I really couldn’t think of any other way. I truly liked you—I wasn’t trying to ‘conquer’ you like you said… I liked you from the moment we met, because you were good to me not because I was a hot boy… But you already liked Tuấn before that… I… I didn’t know what else to do…”
I stopped rubbing his back and switched to patting his head. I should’ve just kept quiet earlier—why did I have to say all that and turn myself into a mom soothing a crying kid?
Nhật Hào hiccupped and forced himself to continue, “I thought I could replace Tuấn and make it up to you… But later… I saw that you were still sad, all the time… I knew then that I’d done wrong… I was stubborn… Tuấn was working all day, I didn’t think your feelings were that deep… I’m sorry…”
I figured it was better to just let him say everything. Otherwise, this crying would probably last all night.
Nhật Hào went on, “For the past year, I’ve been scared every single day… I was afraid Ngọc Duy would tell you everything, and then you… you wouldn’t even look at me anymore. I never had a moment of peace… I was wrong… Please don’t be mad at me… I’m sorry…”
I said, “In the end, you were just a pawn in Ngọc Duy’s hands. What is there for me to be angry about? On the contrary, I should thank you for letting me know the truth a bit earlier. This was never something that could stay hidden forever. Sooner or later, Ngọc Duy would’ve found a way to tell me. If Hoàng Tuấn and I had walked together for even longer, been even happier, and only then found out about this… I probably would’ve been so broken I wouldn’t have wanted to go on living.”
I pinched both of Nhật Hào’s cheeks and added, “Good boy. Stop crying. I’ll take you back to the room later and let you suck my dick.”
And just like that, he actually stopped crying. All that comforting didn’t work as well as the two words “suck dick.” If I’d known, I would’ve said it from the start and saved my breath. But honestly, the real mastermind in all this was still Ngọc Duy. Thinking about it hurt—how fiercely I’d protected him back then, only for him to stab me in the back like that. I should’ve noticed his feelings for Hoàng Tuấn long ago.
But in the end, who belongs to whom is never decided by fighting over it. If Hoàng Tuấn didn’t have him in his heart, then even in his dreams, Ngọc Duy shouldn’t expect to ever fuck Hoàng Tuấn.
After finishing our smoothies, I still had to take Nhật Hào back to the room. It was already past midnight, but since the boarding house had flexible hours, the security guard still opened the door for us. The moment we stepped into the elevator, Nhật Hào stood behind me and grabbed my ass. I slapped his hand away, but he grabbed my hand instead and pressed it against the hard bulge in his pants, saying, “Here, you can grab mine back. Don’t hit me!”
Looks like once the emotional knots were untangled, his spirits perked right up too. Still, the first thing I had to check was whether Duy Long and Ngọc Lễ were asleep. If they found out I brought Nhật Hào back here, I’d probably end up tied up and tossed into a river.
I opened the door and saw that all the lights were off. As usual, Duy Long and Ngọc Lễ were already up on the loft—whether asleep or just on their phones, I couldn’t tell. I quickly pulled Nhật Hào inside and shoved him behind the bathroom door. After locking it, I slipped in as well. Seeing the bathroom light turn on, Duy Long and Ngọc Lễ obviously knew I’d come back, but they hadn’t noticed anything strange yet.
The bathroom door was made of frosted glass, so I had Nhật Hào press his back against the wall to avoid being seen. The wall was cold, but his body was burning hot—especially the thick rod between his legs, long and curved upward provocatively. The moment I pulled down his underwear, his huge cock sprang up and slapped against his stomach with a wet, meaty sound. Nhật Hào didn’t hesitate to strip completely in front of me. His body was already beautiful, and after being well taken care of this past year, it looked even better.
I teased him, “With something this good, you should open an OnlyFans and make some money.”
Nhật Hào shot back immediately, “I will if you make videos with me!”
As soon as I lowered myself and took the head of his cock into my mouth, his whole body started trembling. Maybe it wasn’t just pleasure, but the thrill of having the person he liked suck his dick. The bathroom was small, so I couldn’t 69 him and swallow his entire cock, but watching Nhật Hào writhe and squirm, legs shaking like he could barely stand, I was sure this was more than enough to get him “high.”
Maybe the secrecy made it even more intense. Every time he moaned a little too loudly, I had to slap his thigh to warn him. Nhật Hào cracked his eyes open, glanced at the row of hooks beside us, grabbed my jockstrap hanging there, and pressed it to his nose, inhaling deeply. As he did, he thrust forward, shoving his cock deeper into my throat.
Just as Nhật Hào was melting from pleasure, a voice suddenly came from outside the door—Ngọc Lễ shouting, “Hey Hưng, are you done yet? I gotta take a shit!”
The moment I heard that, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Nhật Hào was both scared and even hornier—his cock twitched several times inside my mouth. I pulled off and answered, “Hey, wait a bit, I’m taking a shit too!”
Ngọc Lễ groaned miserably from outside, “Then I’ll sit here and wait! Damn, I’m gonna die!”
Inside, I was panicking, while Nhật Hào was getting more and more turned on. That sneaking-around feeling really does push people to the edge. I had no choice but to say, “Hey, go upstairs and wait for a bit! Knowing you’re sitting there, I can’t shit!”
Ngọc Lễ, at the mercy of his stomach, went back up to the loft, still calling out, “Hurry up, man!”
I knew what I had to do. Nhật Hào was at the point where he needed to unload. I sucked, stroked, and licked the tip all at once, while Nhật Hào twisted his nipples until they turned red. His whole body was taut—satisfied yet restrained. The head of his cock was swollen and glossy; one look told me he was about to cum.
Right at the brink, unexpectedly, Nhật Hào pulled my head away from his cock. Holding himself, he aimed at the mirror in front of us and came. He shot forcefully in thick bursts, his cum splattering across the mirror and sliding down in streaks, fogging it until it could no longer reflect anything. Worse than that—the entire bathroom filled with the smell of his semen.
Grinding my teeth, I smacked his cock while he grinned shamelessly. Annoyed, I turned on the cold water and sprayed it over the head of his cock, making him yelp and hurriedly tuck it back into his pants. While Nhật Hào got dressed, I quickly cleaned up the scene. Honestly, his mischievousness gave me a headache—but that was exactly the Nhật Hào I knew.
Once everything was done, I flung the bathroom door open and rushed out like a gust of wind, then immediately opened the outer door for Nhật Hào to slip out. Hearing the lock click, Ngọc Lễ came charging down from the loft like an arrow. Luckily, he didn’t suspect a thing. If he’d smelled the lingering scent of cum, he probably would’ve assumed it was mine anyway.
I walked Nhật Hào down to the parking area and had the security guard open the gate for him. He kept chattering, “First time visiting your room—I left a little trace, just to say hello!”
I growled, “There won’t be a next time.”
Nhật Hào protested, “Come on, ah… I didn’t even get to suck your dick! I’m dying for it! The dorm’s closed at this hour anyway—why don’t you come sleep at a hotel with me? I’ll return the favor!”
I knocked him on the head and reminded him, “Be careful on the way back. Get some sleep—you still have class in the morning.”
It took a while before Nhật Hào finally left. In my eyes, he was still that mischievous kid who refused to grow up. But I knew that, inside, he’d gained a lot more clarity—and understood that he and I would never cross that line.
Learning another truth, resolving another knot, my heart felt a little lighter once again.