He couldn't sleep. Spencer was afraid that something might happen. His brain won't make him rest."Fresh?" he muttered his lover's name, but the latter didn't answer. Fresh must be sleeping deeply, he sighed, then decided to get up to drink some water. It might help him calm down. Spencer makes his way towards the kitchen, blindly opening the fridge since he was too lazy to open the light first. He grabbed the pitcher and placed it on the table.
Before returning to the room, he silently did everything he could to keep Fresh from waking up. As he walked back to the room, something caught his eye on the terrace. There is a little light coming from the forest, and his eyes widen as he sees a group of men submerge from a tree near the house. His eyes widened; his dad had found them, and they
