Knock* Knock*
Pito frowns and he reach for his glasses.
He checks the time first in his dark room.
Its already 10pm.
At first he feels weird who would be knocking his room door and remember the teenager boy.
Its just a whim at his part when he said he will take him in.
But someone like him can be lonely too so a company wouldnt be that bad.
"What is it?" he asks and open the door.
The boy blinks when the door opens but just a single paused.
"I made something, would you want to eat?"
"Dinner.Right, I forgot." He walks to the kitchen with him.
Theres a nice aroma coming from the kiitchen and slightly his frowns.
The room seems like it changes.
The teenager, Benedict, turn around when Pito stops following him.
He also look at the direction he is looking at.
"I clean your house. Why is it so dusty? You didnt come home for a long time?" he asks.
He shakes his head.
But since he is just using his house as a place to sleep and wash , maybe he is really...soulfully not here for a long time.
Benedict didnt asks anymore.
"There is nothing in the fridge so I buy some ingredients in the nearby supermarket." he said. "You...Are not a vegetariian right?"
Pito nods.
"Im not."
"Okay, Thats good because I bought some meat."
"The money from stealing?" Pito asks.
Benedict frozes then he nods.
"Yeah. You have a problem with that?"
Pito nods.
"From now on you dont need to steal. Ill give you allowance and money from house keeping."
He rubs his head and walks ahead of him.
Benedict frowns.
"Do you even have money?"
Pito didnt answer him.
He remembers what his Mom used to say.
A woman will bring color to the house.
But it seems anyone who can clean can do the same.
"You did a good job." He is amaze how the last time.he feel this house is clean.
Benedict just stares at the guy. He is very weird.
"Um..."
Pito turn around.
"Something wrong?"
"Sir Pitorista...."
"Just call Me Pito."
"Sir Pito.."
"I said...Never mind, Whatever will make you comfortable."
Benedict sighs.
"You said you'll provide me a house and food and allowance. And I can just clean your house for you?"
Pito sat on the chair and looks at the food in front of him. He really didnt expect the boy can cook. He is tempted to eat the Fried chicken in front of him.
"Y...You are not thinking of using me as a toy boy right?"
Pito spits the chicken and become choke with the air stuck to his throat.
After drinking water he looks at the teenager who is looking at him with distrust.
Pito shakes his head.
"No. What made you think that?"
"How can you just easily provide for someone you didnt know? You think Im cute and lured me here, right?"
Pito gasps.
But he suddenly notice that the boy has a point why he feel this way.
He is a pretty boy.
But that is not the point!
"I am not Kid. Sit down and eat."