Saturday (2)

I did not manage to find my father when I arrived at the cafeteria. Therefore, I grabbed something to eat and sat at an empty table. Father finally arrived after half an hour.

"So, how was your combat session?" Father asked.

"It was fine. How was yours?"

He nodded, stating that it was fine as well. Father started eating. I did not disturb him. The whole table became silent, which was quite eerie compared to the mix of laughter and voices coming from the other tables, filling the whole cafeteria with noises.

After Father finished his food, I took out Mr. Walker's name card.

"Father, someone came up to me this morning."

I handed the name card to Father. After seeing the name on the card, my father's facial expression slightly changed for the worse. It was hardly noticable on the outside, but I could clearly distinguish it. "What did Walker say to you?" He asked, trying to sound as normal as possible.

"He just asked me if I would like to play paintball with him. I declined saying that I am a minor and needed your permission."

Father furrowed his brows. "Okay, understood. You should head to Instructor Evans' training room now."

I nodded and left Father alone.

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After making sure that I left, Father dialed the number on the name card.

"Hello? Who is this?" A crisp voice asked through the phone.

"It's me." Father replied curtly.

Both people went silent for a while.

"It's been awhile, Gray." Walker finally spoke in a sweet voice.

"Why did you look for my son, Walker?" Father spoke slowly.

There was laughter coming from the other side. "Because I knew you wouldn't call me otherwise, Gray." Walker replied. "Your son is magnificent by the way, both his skills in combat and skills with a weapon. He reminds me of you back when you were young. Of course, his personality is completely different compared to yours back then."

"What do you want." Father stated in a low voice, clearly wanting to end the conversation as soon as possible.

"A date." Walker replied.

"And if I disagree?"

"I know where your son-"

"Touch my son and I will personally torture and murder you." Father's voice was extremely cold. If a normal person heard this voice they would immediately freeze. However, Walker continued to be nonchalant. He smirked, "Come to the bar at you-know-where. Tonight. 11pm. Alone."

Walker immediately hung up the phone.

Father felt like throwing the phone on the ground but controlled himself as this was a public environment.

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While training weapons combat with Instructor Evans, I did not feel anyone watching me anymore.

"It seems that Father had took care of it." I conjectured.

After 2 hours, the training ended. I headed to the locker room to take the shower, then I waited for Father at the lobby. It was then that Leo started texting me.

Thirstykid69: "Hunter, I want you"

Bigd1ckgod: "*rolls eyes*"

Thirstykid69: "My hole is so itchy, it wants to be stuffed."

He sent a picture of his own a**hole, it was filled with a watery substance and looked slightly pink, looking like it had just been ravaged.

I gulped. I wanted to type something but Leo gave me a video call instead.

I debated whether or not to answer. At the end, I plugged in my headphone and answered the call.

"Hunter." Leo panted. Through the screen, Hunter could only see his face. He could see Leo's face turned bright red, his puppy dog eyes giving a pitiful look. "I really want you."

I stared at him disdainfully. There was a rubbing noise coming from the other side.

"Hunter...*hah hah*... please don't look at me like that. Or else I'm gonna, I'm gonna... AH!!" Leo started panting harder, at the end he couldn't help but moan loudly.

My face turned dark. I immediately cancelled the call.

"I'm gonna ignore his texts and calls for the rest of the day." I thought.

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Father came out about an hour after my less than pleasant phone call with Leo. We headed out and drove back home. When we arrived back at our house, it was already 7pm. I did not have time to cook, so instead we ordered takeout. After a whole day of workout, both my father and I were feeling very starved so we ordered a whole pizza to share.

After finishing the pizza, Father gazed at me for a while. He said, "Hunter, I'm going out tonight. I might be back really late, so you don't need to wait for me."

I noticed that Father's voice sounded a little different. However, I decided now was not the time to ask. "Got it, Father."

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At 10pm, Father ordered a taxi and left. He arrived at the bar designated by Walker. It was located at the 100th floor of a rather tall skyscraper, located inside a 5-star hotel. The bar itself was well-furnished. It had a quite atmosphere, with only a few customers.

"Mr. Gray, Mr. Walker is already waiting for you inside the lounge. Please follow me." A staff member in front of Father said.

Father nodded, following the staff member. They walked to the very end and took a right turn.

"The lounge is at the third door on the right. Please enjoy the evening." The staff member left.

Father entered the lounge to find Flint Walker. The lounge was greatly decorated, with a chandelier dangling off the ceiling, a large plasma screen TV facing the window on the opposite side. Father looked outside the window and saw the entire skyline of the city below. The red-colored sofas were made of leather and the table located in front of it was made out of real mahogany.

Walker was still wearing the same suit seen by his son this morning, but Father did not know that. "Gray!" Walker exclaimed.

He come up to Father and wanted to hug him, but Father dodged.

"Tch! After such a long time, you wouldn't give this buddy a hug?"

"Get to the point, Walker." Father spat.

"Come on now, don't be in such a hurry. Please, take a seat." Walker gestured.

Father headed towards the sofa and sat. Walker followed, sitting a very short distance away. He faced Father and said, "Don't you want to catch up?"

"No." Father replied.

"Come on. Tell me something that happened after the last time we met." Walker urged.

Father stared at Walker menacingly. After a while, he said slowly, "You know exactly what I've been up to these few years. It is all within the company database. Also, don't you think I wouldn't have noticed the thugs that have been tailing me and my son these past few months?"

Walker's face turned ugly. "Tch! You are no fun at all, and here I thought we could have a nice conversation reminiscing about our past exploits." Walker consciously shifted closer to Father.

"What do you want, Walker."

Walker continued shifting and arrived right next to Father, their thighs and legs touching. He tilted his head to face Father. "Gray, I've been so lonely these past few years. You have never called me even once."

Walker's breath hit Father's face making him feel uncomfortable, but he did not make a sound.

"Do I really need a reason to meet you?" He asked in a melancholic tone. His face turned pitiful, as if wanting someone to coax him. Father's face hardened.

Walker, who was sitting on Father's right, started rubbing Father's thighs with his left hand. His face headed closer and started breathing down Father's neck.

Father shivered.

Walker's left hand headed under Father's shirt. He started rubbing his well-defined abs. "Do you remembered that time when we were intertwined. I felt like I had ascended to heaven from hell."

"We were young back then. There were enemies everywhere and we had nowhere to vent our frustrations, so we vented on each other. That's it, nothing more." Father replied coldly.

"How could you be so cold. I clearly felt it at that time. Our connection." Walker's lips started heading towards Father's. It was then that Father pushed Walker away with force and stood up.

"If you have nothing more to say then I'm leaving." Father said disdainfully.

"Wait! Before you go, can you at least share a drink with me first? Just like that time in City Y." Walker pleaded. "I have a bottle of Bourbon with me."

Father furrowed his brows. "Fine, but only one drink."

Walker's face brightened. Father sat down quite a distance away from Walker to prevent him from molesting himself again.

He poured the Bourbon into 2 glasses, and grabbed a few ice cubes, placing them in both glasses. He then slided the glass down the table. It landed right in front of him. Father picked the glass up.

Walker held the glass up as well. "Well, what shall we toast to?"

"To the health of my son." Father replied.

Walker shook his head for 2 seconds. "We should toast to our own health instead."

Father nodded. "To our health."

They clanked the glasses against each other then took a sip. Father swirled the Bourbon around before taking a few more sips.

"It's getting late. I should get going." Father said.

"Wait." Walker took out a small bottle from his inner pocket. "Here's a bottle of sunblock lotion. You are headed to a desert, so you will need it more than me."

Father took the lotion from Walker. The label on the lotion reads, "Sunblock UV 50+++".

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Walker smirked. "And if you are feeling pent up or sexually frustrated, call me. I will always accompany you."

Father did not answer and left.

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By the time Father arrived back home, it was already 1am. Without my father holding me, I would always sleep lightly, being forced awake by the slightest sound. Therefore, when I heard the sound of the door, I immediately ran down the stairs in my pyjamas and greeted Father.

"Welcome home, Father." I said groggily.

"You should be asleep. Go to bed."

I nodded and headed back to my room, took the pillow, then headed to the master bedroom. I climbed onto the King-sized bed and slept.