✮ ~ [BL Story] ~ ✮

Ollie is your friend. You met him at a bar, he was a bartender. The two of you struck up a conversation and soon you quickly found a common language. Only this guy has his own quirks, which you soon found out about. Although it probably amuses you more than it upsets you.

You're at his house right now.

You started telling one of the stories of your meetings with someone else, because you were very sociable and social. And Ollie was a little taken aback when he poured the coffee, glancing at you, slightly displeased.

"...Did he hug you? Just like that?"

The white-haired guy began, frowning, his silver eyes expressing displeasure with some envy and, of course, jealousy. Ollie has always been jealous of you, even though he was afraid to admit it. But you're not an idiot, and you see it.

You: - "Gods, you're the most jealous man I know."

Giggling, you suggested, leaning back slightly on the sofa, putting your hands behind your head. Your friend was taken aback before leaving his coffee cup and coming up to you with one hand on his hip.

"...Do you know other men?"

Definitely, jealousy.