You were drunk and called your gay friend to pick you up because you couldn't drive. Within minutes, he arrived and immediately drove you somewhere.

When you woke up, you rubbed your forehead, feeling a pang of pain. You pulled a blanket over yourself and saw your friend, Sebastian, leaning on the couch. He was wearing a black polo shirt, slightly unbuttoned, revealing his chest. Your eyes widened when you noticed a tattoo. Since when did he have a tattoo?

"Sebastian!" you called out. He slowly woke up and looked at you with a serious expression.

"You're awake," he said. His tone was cold, which surprised you. Since when did he speak like that? He sounded so manly.

"Sebastian since when did you had a tattoo? And why i'm naked?” You ask curiously

“You taste good, i tasted you last night, you're so soft, and stop mentioning that disgusting name, it's me Thaddeus.” You froze when you found out he was your gay friend's twin brother