Just A Bit Wrong

By now, Tristan felt like he was on the verge of developing multiple personality disorder.

He mobilized almost all his nerves to shield Zach and Donna who were sitting on the side.He forced himself to focus on the movie, on the handsome guy next to him, but it didn't work.Just a week before, he'd curled up next to Zach watching a movie, and that quiet night was still vivid in his memory.A feeling of terror rolled in Tristan's stomach, lingering.His body was filled with the desire to destroy, and he wanted to leave, as long as it wasn't Zach's house, he could go anywhere.He wanted to push Donna off the couch, to squeeze into Zach's side, to feel Zac's thigh with the sole of his bare foot.He wanted to hear Zach speak in mocking tones and run his hands over his feet.he thinks--

Tristan quickly interrupted this series of fantasies, he was going to be mad at himself.

His eyes drifted to another sofa.Zach and his girlfriend have stopped talking, both of them have a worried look on their faces.

Tristan licked his lips, eyes lingering on Zach.He missed Zach's kiss, and his lips seemed to ache just thinking about it.What happened to him?Missing Zach's body was bad enough; was he an idiot to miss Zach's kiss?He and Zach had broken it off.He shouldn't have slept with Zach in the first place, and a straight man who already has a relationship is synonymous with "trouble."Whether Zac's relationship with his girlfriend is open or not, soon, he will be her only partner.

The diamond ring on Donna's hand glistened.Tristan curled his fingers and looked away.

"Do you want to go?" Nick asked Tristan suddenly, and put his hand on his shoulder again, "We can find something more interesting to do."

Before Tristan could figure out how to answer, the living room door opened.

"Hey you guys! Why don't you call us for a family gathering tonight?"

The two men who entered the living room were about Tristan's age.He recognized the one who spoke. It was Zach's brother Ryan—the very handsome one with black hair and green eyes.

"You mean why didn't you call me?" Another person said with a smile, and elbowed Ryan, "I remember that my surname is not 'Hardaway'."

Ryan grinned and took the man's head between his elbows and pulled him into his arms. "Gee, forget it Grayson! You love being an honorary member of my family, don't you?"

Tristan froze.The two started bickering with Nick, who turned a deaf ear and just stared at the man Ryan dubbed "Grayson."

Grayson is a common surname.

Very common, and London is not a small place.

So the probability that this "Grayson" is that person should be very small.

But small does not mean no.

The man was the right age—blond hair, too.

He sauntered over, chatted and spanked the Hardaway brothers with a smile.Tristan took a breath, his breath a little unsteady.The man's eyes resembled his.

"This handicapped bastard spilled coffee on my computer. We came back to pick up the old computer. We can only use this one before it is repaired."

Nick smiled. "Hey? It's 'us'. You guys are more gay than me."

"What can I say?" Ryan hugged Grayson with a smile, "He loves me to death, and I think he's pretty pitiful at that small size, so I just let him follow me." He pointed at Grayson She bared her teeth, then gave him a wet "boo" on his cheek, "I'm not wrong, little Jamie?"

Tristan swallowed. If he had doubts before, he was sure now.Jamie.james.James Grayson.

This is his brother.

"Don't call me that," James grimaced, then laughed, "if my dad hears you call me Jamie, he—"

"I will be given the 'gaze of death', I know." Ryan said with a smile, "Anyway, Lord Earl never liked me very much."

Tristan's stomach twisted into a ball, and he stared blankly at those people, especially the guy with the big smile on his face.Is there any resemblance between this man and that ugly, gibbering kid?

Tristan almost laughed because there was no trace of the child in this man.Years ago, young Tristan had mentally portrayed his little brother as a little monster, not the real James.But it was so much easier for Tristan to hate a villain with a hideous face, pretend he was better than his brother, and enjoy the false sense of superiority with ease.

Ah, although he is obviously not as good as others.

Tristan felt a nausea rise in his throat, and he watched James and the Hardaway brothers laugh and feel as comfortable as if this was his home.He couldn't treat others kindly like this easily, and he couldn't learn this easy-going way of treating others.In the end, the disguise he tried so hard to make turned out to be exactly the same as James' natural good temper that day.Isn't this ironic?A little bit.

James said something, and even Zach was amused—Zach had never smiled at him like that.Tristan's stomach seemed to be twisted into countless hard nodules, and it began to ache.Along with the pain comes a strong sense of sight.Tristan seemed to be the five-year-old kid again.He stared blankly at a closed door, on the other side of which lived a boy whom he would never be able to match.

Stomach churning, Tristan stood up and murmured, "I've got to go." He didn't care if the others heard—or even noticed—that he was leaving.

***

Tristan stood up suddenly and walked towards the door, Zach's eyes immediately followed.

"Hey, where are you going?" Nick jumped up from the couch, running after Tristan and grabbing Tristan by the shoulders.

Tristan broke away from his hand and stared at him with burning eyes, "Don't touch me!"

Nick took two steps back in shock.Of course he would be shocked.Nick doesn't know Tristan as well as Zach, and he's never seen Tristan lose his temper.

Only this time, his reaction wasn't exactly out of temper.Tristan's eyes were empty, and for a moment he looked terribly vulnerable.However, he quickly turned around and walked out with his head held high.

There was a dead silence in the living room.

Nick got up to follow Tristan out.

"Hold on," Zach snapped, "I'll go talk to him."

Nick glanced at the door. "But--"

Zach turned a blind eye to the eyes of his two younger brothers and Donna, he got up and left.

Once outside, Zach saw Tristan walking towards the car, as slowly as an old man.Zach walked up to Tristan worriedly, did he pull his groin again?

"Tristan!"

Tristan didn't respond, he didn't seem to hear Zach calling him.

Frowning, Zach ran after him, turning Tristan around by the shoulders.He thought Tristan was going to yell at himself like he did to Nick, but he just looked at Zach distraught, and then asked sharply, "What are you doing out there? Nick asked you to get rid of me, the psycho." ?”

"No one told me to dismiss anyone," Zach said, watching his face carefully, wondering why Tristan had left so suddenly.His voice softened a little, "what's the matter with you, kid?"

Something on Tristan's face seemed to be shattered by this question.Before Zach could react, he threw himself into Zach's arms.Tristan buried his face in Zac's neck and held him tightly in his hands, as if he would die if he let go a little bit.Zach was stunned, in a way he wouldn't be if an elephant ran into his backyard.He stood motionless, lost in Tristan's intimacy, allowing him to invade his entire world. "Tristan—"

"Shut up," Tristan whispered, "shut up, shut up, shut up."

"Okay," Zac moved his hands hanging by his sides.Finally, he obeyed his desire to hug Tristan and pulled him into his arms.

Tristan made a small, strange sound, "I hate you," he said against Zack's neck, "Hold tight."

God, what the hell is going on with him?

Zach closed his eyes and tightened his arms.The person in my arms is obviously a jerk, why does it feel so good to hug him?He gritted his teeth irritably, but the irritability was more directed at himself than Tristan.He buried his face in Tristan's hair, breathing greedily, trying to clear the conflicting emotions in his mind.Tristan was very good at provoking him and making him do his best at the same time.Zach hated Tristan's behavior and his connivance to Tristan, but at the same time, his heart was full of protection, possessiveness and pure desire, endless desire.He wanted to taste the boy, to touch him, to be inside him.He wants to have him.

"If you dare tell anyone—" Tristan whispered suddenly, sounding ashamed and awkward.

"It's such an unnecessary threat again, what did I tell you before?" Zach rubbed his nose behind Tristan's ear and took a deep breath.Tristan's smell is affecting him from all aspects, and although these influences come from different sources, they all make him very uncomfortable, "You don't have to threaten me. I know you are a rotten person, not only heartless, but also stubborn like a block Like a rock."

"I am," Tristan didn't intend to leave Zach's arms at all, but he didn't admit defeat at all, "You don't have to play me here," he looked over Zach's shoulder, "Nick is behind Just watch. Let go of me, or he will misunderstand."

Zach also wanted to let Tristan go, but his body violated the instructions sent by his brain, his arms seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he refused to move no matter what.The image of Nick touching Tristan flashed before his eyes, and Zach's insides slowly shrank into a hard, cold mass.He tightened his arms.

"Zack?" Tristan called his name.

Zach turned his head and shouted behind him, "Go back to the house."

"It's good, I'm not the only one you call around." Tristan said with a clear smile in his voice.

"Is he gone?" Zach asked Tristan, placing his hands on his lower back, with his puffed buttocks under his palms.Zach's hands fit perfectly into Tristan's lower back, and Tristan melted perfectly into Zach's arms, and they just hugged each other like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Not yet," Tristan said, almost melting into him, "Zach?"

"Ok?"

"Your relationship with Donna is still open, right?"

Zach took a deep breath, "Yes."

After a long silence.

Tristan broke away from Zach's embrace and took a few steps back.His cheeks were slightly flushed, and although the anxious look had disappeared, Zach still wondered why he was unhappy.

Tristan rubbed the back of his neck with his hands, "Then if you have no objection, let's make another appointment one last time, come to my house tonight." Tristan didn't look at Zach, he bit his lip, as if the words came out He regretted it, "Then, that's it, goodbye." He walked to the car in three steps at a time, opened the door and sat in.After a roar of engines, Tristan left.

However, Zach still stood where he was for a long time.

If you don't mind, let's make another appointment one last time, come to my house tonight.

Tristan's words echoed through him, stirring up waves of desire to hurt him.A huge temptation that Zach had never experienced in his life was placed in front of him like this.

He shook his head and walked towards the door of the house.

After entering the door, four pairs of eyes looked straight at him and fixed him in place.

"So, what happened just now?" Ryan asked first, "He is not what I thought."

"It's none of our business," James said.

"I don't agree, why doesn't it matter?" Ryan said, "He ran away as soon as we entered the door. I think it has a lot to do with us."

"Ryan, James is right," Zach replied, "This has nothing to do with you."

"But with you?" Nick broke in.

This tone, is Nick jealous?Fuck, it's a mess.

Zach loves his younger brother very much, it should be said that he loves all his younger brothers.But there are some things that he has to extinguish before there is a lot of trouble.

"This matter has nothing to do with you." Zach stared at Nick condescendingly, but his stare was greatly compromised by their similar height.The little Nick who used to idolize Zach and follow him around like a milk dog is gone.Nick is now an adult.Zach knew that in his eyes, at this moment, he no longer had the blessing of the halo of "big brother".Nick took a step forward.

"Whoa, what are you two doing?" Ryan cut in quickly, "What's going on?"

Donna said suddenly, "Zach, take a step to speak."

Zach stared at Nick, and didn't look away until his brother lowered his eyes.

"Zack." Donna called him again.

Zach hesitated for a moment, then followed her into the kitchen, closing the door behind him.

Donna crossed her arms and looked at him calmly for a moment. "You lied."

Zach frowned. "What lie?"

"Before you told me that you were just a brain with sperm, and you would restrain yourself. But when he was angry just now, your behavior was not what a person with a brain of sperm would do. You cared just like his boyfriend Same."

Zach looked away. "I don't."

"Really? Do you know the look on your face when you told Nick not to move? Nick was his target, but you obviously thought you were the one most qualified to comfort him."

"He's not Nick's match," Zach said irritably.

Donna smiled, "Look, he has an appointment with someone else, and everyone just said something casually, and you are not happy to hear it." Seeing that Zach didn't say a word, Donna smiled, but the smile didn't reach Fundus, "You know? I always thought that you are a very realistic and rational person like me, and you are not stupid enough to be jealous of others. But obviously you just didn't meet the right person, and this time you met, you The wild side has finally awakened."

Zach wanted to refute Donna, but didn't know what to say.He thought back to what he looked like then.Maybe he did look like a jealous husband standing next to Tristan, because he was jealous, he was, and there was no point in denying that anymore.

"Why are you telling me this?" he asked quietly.

Donna bit her lip, "Because I want my husband to be someone who is [-]% loyal to me. I don't mean sex. You know I don't care about physical things, as long as we can reach a consensus in advance. I want The most important thing is an emotional commitment. You tell me the truth, if we get married, can you do the following three things? Don't drool over your brother's boyfriend; don't think about him day and night; Just because he's jealous."

"if?"

Donna shrugged, "I don't know if it's an 'if' or an 'when'. After watching the scene today, not only can I not understand your thoughts, I am also quite at a loss."

Zach looked at her blankly, "We have been together for ten years. We will get married in one month, and the invitations have been sent out. I will definitely not break up with you at this time."

"I know you won't," she said. "You're too responsible. But that's not enough. I don't want a man who is only responsible."

"I get it, Donna." Zach moved closer to her and touched her cheek with his hand.Donna's calm tone can't fool him. No matter what she says now, breaking the engagement when the wedding is approaching will not only embarrass her, but also break her heart. "If you cancel the wedding now, where will you put your face?"

"It only takes a few days to lose face. It's better than marrying a man who only has someone else in his heart."

Zach looked away, "I'm not—"

"Stop talking," she covered his mouth with one hand, "don't rush to refute, I'll give you a week, you should think about it first. Wait for us... I mean, if we want to get married, I will Don't want this wedding to be forced by your sense of responsibility, guilt, and other shit, I want this marriage to be a legitimate one. I deserve someone better, and so do you. So I I want you to think clearly about what kind of life you want and what kind of partner you want. I naturally hope that you choose me, but if you choose not me, I will not seek death. I am an independent woman, without a man I You can also have a good time." Donna smiled, although there was not much joy in her smile, "I don't intend to lie to you, just because I say these words does not mean that I am not crazy or angry. I am very happy right now. Upset, I'm going mad. But anyway, I'm not going to be mad at you for the rest of my life. I just want you to be honest, not only with me, but with yourself. We were good friends before dating, so it doesn't matter if you No matter what the decision is, our friendship will not change."

Zach kissed her on the temple. "You know what? You're a real human being."

"I know," she said briskly, "you also remember it for me, it is the greatest honor in your life to be able to associate with me."

Zach watched Donna go, hoping to erase the past few months and convince Donna that she was the one he wanted to spend his life with.

But he couldn't do that yet, because before he could convince Donna, he had to convince himself first.

Zach closed his eyes.