“Such a sweet talker, Bill,” Ian huffed. And he broke himself free from Bill’s arms. He then pushed Bill away from him but Bill chuckled, bringing himself back near Ian.
“Don’t you like it?” Bill’s voice was full of care and tenderness. Because I don’t know if I like it or not, he continued in his mind. The feeling was bugging him real hard.
“I don’t. So stop it already, Bill. You’re looking like a fool.” Ian laughed, smiling widely. And he eyed the comments section again. He then read the first comment his eyes spotted. “I wish I also have a baby Ian of my own,” Ian voiced out and he read the name who commented.
Bill was only watching Ian in silence. He let Ian do the thing as he was having an internal debate on whether to keep staring at his best friend or focus on the live stream, an
