The young Draken stretched his body, limbs and tail, then stood up to clean the table. First he picked up the empty containers and shoved them in garbage bag, then took a rag to clean the tabletop and washed it after cleaning. All moves were in lowest volume, he also turned off the TV and lights, only left a lamp on couch side table. He couldn’t move the stronger Draken into the bedroom, so Jaghr took a blanket from Gepar’s bedroom and carefully tucked the strong Draken in. Now that’s a well done of these works.

Jaghr carefully knelt beside the couch, his tail curled around himself, the furred tip swayed slightly while he’s clinging at the edge of couch and looking at Gepar’s sleeping face. Only softly, his clawed finger gently rubbed the larger hand of the sleeping Draken’s in affection.

This hand, large, gentle and warm, making him think of last time he came here with a large steak, fishes and a big piece of bandage at his cheek. That night after their tasty dinner of steaks and fishes, Gepar put him on his lap and pampered him, telling him he hope he could have a safer job.

Jaghr understood Gepar’s worry, and if he could choose he’d do so. But he still picked scout jobs from military, the pay there is more, he could reach his dream faster… To own a house at beach, it will be big enough for them both and his pumera to live in there, so he can finally live with the one he loves.

Sure he could choose to be a pool boy at swimming pool in gym, but he’d rather run with bullets than serving towel to someone keeps hitting on him. He didn’t like to get hurt, bruises are bad on camera and they’re hurt. But some words hurt more serious than bruises.

“You look like the type loves to have fun, how serious you could be about your boyfriend?”

Some words hurt more serious than bruises. He looked at the strong sleeping Draken, lowered his own head to grind against his large head, nuzzling longingly but softly. He wouldn’t cry this time, he didn’t want to. He has a dream to reach, he has a man to love, he has works to do.

“More than anything...” Jaghr spoke softly as he kissed at Gepar’s lips before standing up to leave. “I love you more than anything, serious at this more than anything... More than any other things in the world.”