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CHAPTER 14- UGGH... JUST LIKE THAT THORNE
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CHAPTER 45Liam frowned at himself.You're reading too much into this.He stepped inside anyway, nudging the door shut with his foot before dropping his duffel by the entrance.Home. The apartment smelled a bit stuffy, but it was home nonetheless.Raphael had already disappeared into their shared bedroom.Liam picked up his bag again and followed.Raphael walked straight to his side of the room and let his duffel fall onto the floor with a dull thud.Then, without ceremony, he collapsed backward onto his mattress."God..." he groaned, stretching his legs out. "I missed this bed."Liam couldn't help letting out a quiet laugh."Yeah." He set his own bag beside his bed. "Me too."Raphael hummed in agreement."Mm."That was it.Silence settled over the room.Liam stood awkwardly beside his bed, suddenly unsure what to do with himself.Normally, Raphael would've made some ridiculous comment by now.Something about Liam looking grumpy.Or how he'd secretly missed him during the ten-minute w
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Chapter 43Liam woke up the next morning to an empty room.The first thing he noticed was the silence.He wasn't "mistakenly" curled in Raphael's arms. There was no soft breathing from the other side. No low, teasing “Morning, pretty boy” that had somehow become part of his routine.Just silence.He lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, still half-asleep. Instinctively, he turned his head toward the other bed, expecting to see Raphael appear there, but there was no Raphael. His side if the bed hadn't been touched.Raphael didn't sleep in his room.For one sleepy second, Liam didn’t understand why. Then everything from last night came rushing back. The argument. The frustration. Raphael’s hurt expression. The quiet click of the door as he left.Liam closed his eyes again.Good, he told himself. That’s what I wanted. Space. Distance. No more confusion.He repeated it in his head almost like a mantra. But despite those thoughts, the room felt strangely empty.He lay there
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Chapter 42The team returned to the hotel in tense silence.The usual vibrance was absent. No one dared to say anything. Even Marcus, who was usually the loudest voice in any room, walked with his head down, shoulders slumped, looking genuinely guilty for the first time in recent memory.On instinct, they all trailed behind Liam, even till his room.Liam barely had time to set his things down in the shared room before his phone rang.He glanced at the screen.Coach.Liam closed his eyes for a brief second and quietly groaned.Raphael, standing nearby, leaned over just enough to see the caller ID. He muttered under his breath, “Oh… shit.”Liam shot him a tired look. “For real.”Marcus immediately tried to explain himself. “Cap, I swear I didn’t mean for—”Liam cut him off before he could finish. His voice wasn’t angry. It was exhausted. “Marcus… for the love of God, I really don’t want to deal with what you did right now.”Marcus immediately fell silent.Liam took a deep breath before
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Chapter 41Liam let out a slow breath, rubbing his temple with his free hand. Marcus was going to be the death of him.“Marcus,” he said for what felt like the hundredth time. “Enough.”“But, Cap, I’m telling you, the game is fucking rigged.” Marcus pointed accusingly at the scattered balls on the ground. “Ask anyone! They barely moved!”“They moved just fine after you knocked the whole thing over,” the booth owner snapped.Juliet buried her face in her hands. “I’m so, so sorry,” she apologized to the booth owner. “He really didn’t mean for this to happen.”“I didn’t!” Marcus insisted. “It was an accident.”Raphael folded his lips together, desperately trying not to laugh.Liam noticed. “If you’re laughing,” he muttered without looking at him, “you’re paying for the damages.”“I’m not laughing.” Raphael snorted.This was so messed up. Marcus didn't even look remorseful and Raphael was laughing. How would the booth owner feel? Coach would kill him when he hears.“I’m really sorry about
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Liam moved through the charity fair with his ears still burning. He refused to touch his forehead. He refused to think about it. He absolutely refused to replay the soft press of Raphael’s lips against his skin. It had happened. It was over. There was no reason for his heart to be beating like he’d just played three overtime periods.“I’m interested in you.” No. He wasn’t thinking about it. Not at all.He tightened his grip on the giant teddy bear tucked under his good arm. A few steps behind him, Raphael caught up without saying anything. The silence between them wasn’t awkward. It was just quiet.Eventually Raphael glanced at the teddy bear. “I thought you didn’t want it.” Liam didn’t look at him. “I don’t.” “Hm.” “I’m only carrying it because you were going to throw it away.” “I was.” “It would’ve been wasteful.” Raphael nodded. “So you’re rescuing it.” “I’m preventing unnecessary littering.” “Very noble.”Liam shot him a flat look. “Don’t make fun of me.” “I wo
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