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"Nixel, you bought him?" Owen still sounding shocked as he was before. I went to the car where he is now sleeping soundly.

"Yes, Owen. Any problem with that?" I asked as I place him comfortably at the back of my car.

"Yes. No? Yes? No! But no, I don't have a problem as me but for you and him? Yes. Sir, you're still under my care and what would your grandma say when she founds out that you bought someone in an auction? He might even have HIV! You don't even know his name." Owen said as I hopped inside my car. "Who knows? He might even kill you and if he does, I'm dead meat to the director."

I started off the engine and looked at Owen who is frantic and anxious at what's happening but I only smiled and tapped his shoulder. "Owen, I know you're worried. But I got this, trust me on this one. Get some rest and do your usual work for tomorrow, okay? Bye." I waved and drove to my suite, closing the window. I looked at the rear mirror to see him and smiled to know that he's sleeping soundly.

Owen who is now watching his master get away from him just leads him to total breakdown. He's dead. He is so dead. The director's going to kill him. He was worried not just as his secretary but also as his friend. He couldn't do anything but just pray that nothing bad happens to him and went inside the party to look for Tracy but looks like she was already making out with someone else.

He sighed at the scene that he was watching. Owen was ready to go out but what stopped was when he made eye contact with the guy that Tracy was making out.

It can't be. It was those same blue eyes that made him melt and that lied to him. His eyes darkened at what he saw. When that person pulled from the kiss, he went walking out of the venue to his car. Starting the engine, he saw how he was being followed and drove somewhere far away from him. It can't be. I saw him here. And this time, I'm really sure that it was him.

Nixel carrying this boy out of his car to his bed. And as his senses came coming back, he looked at him, now looking shock at himself. Why did I bought him? What came into my mind when I did? Ah, I'm so dead. Nixel thought as he looks at him.

Trying to calm himself down, he heard how the other guy whimpered making him jump. He doesn't know what to do. So he went near to him and caress his hair. Although, it was frizzy as if he didn't took a bath for how many years now and how long his hair had grown. And that vine he used to tie his hair. It was cute.

He chuckled and tucked him in bed. Going to the bathroom to shower before bed, sleeping outside in the other room.

~*~

Morning eventually came and Nixel was already cooking for their breakfast. But before he do so, he came inside to check the jungle boy. He was still sleeping soundly as what he left him from last night.

As the sweet aroma surrounds the whole place. Jungle boy— I don't know what to call him yet, so jungle boy indeed— sniffed around the air and with that, flashbacks came crashing his mind. He groaned, hearing the door creak.

Nixel heard noises and grunts inside jungle boy's room making him go inside to check on him. He smiled because by the looks of it, he was having a nightmare. I went beside him to calm him down and it worked, for atleast three seconds.

When he opened his eyes, jungle boy looked a bit surprised and with his instincts he tackled Nixel down the floor and Nixel was shock at his reactions as he was growling at him like a predator but baby, he knows he is the predator himself.

Switching their positions, jungle boy was a bit way too powerful and strong but he was much more stronger than him. He tried fighting back with some grunts and kicks but Nixel couldn't help but to only smile at the guy underneath him.

"Hey, hey. Chill. I'm not going to hurt you." He calmed him down but it didn't work. But he only smiled at him and slowly letting his wrist loose above his head.

"There, I'm not gonna hurt you." And he stopped squirming below him and the expression on his face softened a bit then suddenly the door opened abruptly, it was Owen.

"Sir, your schedule for to—What in the–?! What are you doing? Why are you fucking him already?!" Owen shouted out of shock but what shock him more was, "Wait, Nixel, you fuck dicks?"

And with all the shouts that Owen made, jungle boy got a little scared and went behind the bed. I stood up, opening the lights which made him kind of go wild.

"Owen, you scared him." I told Owen that looked at me with furrowed brows. I looked back at him and noticed the dark circles hiding under his glasses.

"Me? Scare him? Don't you think it's the other way around? And why are fucking him? It's not like I'm homophobic but it's just that, he might HIV, just like what I've said—"

"Wait, wait. Fuck who now, Owen? I don't swing that way." I said but he only raised an eyebrow at me.

Looking back at jungle boy, I tried moving forward but he growled at me again, acting wild. I sighed and continued to walk forward despite of him acting like that. He looks like a kitten hissing on me. Pft. "Hey, jungle boy."

"Jungle boy?" Owen echoed behind me but I only gave him my middle finger.

"We're going to eat." I placed my hand above his head making him all cautious once again. I stopped a little but smiled. "You coming?" I asked and patted his head down to his ear that made him whimper a little.

I was about to leave him but he took the hem of my shirt which made my smile became a lot wider. "Let's go." I said taking his hand with mine passing through Owen to the table.

He sat on the chair like what Asian does, putting their feet at the top of the chair. He looked at the food like it was his first time seeing food, drooling over it.

I sat beside him and Owen also. I raised an eyebrow at him and sarcastically said, "I didn't invite you to eat, Owen. Go sit there." I commanded and pointed at the couch.

"Wow. What am I? A fucking dog?" He asked me.

I smiled. "Bro, I'm just kidding. Eat with us." I told him and gave jungle boy a spoon and a fork.

Taking a bite from the food I made. I was shocked to see him suddenly using his hands and eating like a hungry animal you would see eat. "Um, what in the hell is he doing? Don't tell me he was actually raised in the wild?" Owen asked me but I only shook my head and when he finally finished eating he wiped his mouth and I laughed at how cute he was.

"Do you speak?" Owen asked him but he jumped and glared at him. "I'll take that as a 'No, so fuck off, Owen' as an answer. For fuck's sake, what did you brought into your home, Nixel?"

I ruffled his hair and answered Owen, "An angel." I laughed seeing how disgusted Owen looked as he heard my answer.

"If he can't speak." Owen started looking at me as if he just found out something mind blowing. "Then it means that he can't also understand us, right?"

I stopped at what I've had heard. Looking at jungle boy as I look into his emerald eyes captivating me deeper and deeper. "What's your name?"

He just stared at me with those emerald orbs of his and said nothing. I sighed. Looking at him as Owen picks on the vine tying on his hair. "Is this a vine? On your hair?" Owen asked him and jungle boy jumped and took his wrist.

"Hey, ow!"

I held jungle boy's hand and stopped him. "Hey, hey. It's okay. He's a friend." I reassured him and he let loose of Owen's starting to go pale hands.

I held his hands and smiled at him. "It's okay." I told him, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. I cleaned our table and looked at Owen.

"Owen, I think I'm taking a day off for today."

"What?"

"I said, I'm taking a day off for today. I entrust you the hands of the company." I said which made him massage his temples and look at jungle boy.

"You're accompanying him, aren't you?" He asked and I nodded. "Do you take no for an answer?" I acted like I was thinking but shook my head afterwards. I earned a sigh coming from him taking his stuff away.

"Just don't be dead when I go and check on you later. And you," He looked at jungle boy who is now glaring at him behind me. "I'm watching you." Was his last words before going out of the house leaving the two of us alone.

I looked at jungle boy and smiled. "Do you know how to shower?" I asked him but he only stared at me.

I sighed and chuckled for a bit. Taking his hands to the shower. At first glance he looked a bit scared and second he was admiring all of the things, most likely when he turns on the shower. I giggling at every reaction he makes.

"I'm gonna go." I told him but it looks like leaving him will make a huge disaster inside my bathroom. That's why I helped him take a shower and removing all of his clothes was already being hard for me. What shocked me was when he stopped and blushed when I was taking off his clothes. He shook his head at me.

"Did you just shook your head at me?" I asked him and I chuckled once again. "Is it okay for me to leave you?" I asked him for the nth time hoping that I'll get a reaction just like before and I did. He nodded.

You can understand us then, huh? I stood up. Pointing the shampoo and soap. "Use this. You'll need them. And here's an extra tooth—Wait, no. I'll just teach you that later."

Nixel said before leaving him behind. He can actually understand him. In fact, he knows what to do with these stuff. It's just that, this is the only time he'll see this stuff once again. The last time he used a soap and a shampoo was way back when he was still 9 years old. When his parents was still alive.

He sighed and jumped when he heard a knock on the door. "Call me if you need something, okay?" No words left his mouth and just turned the shower to tell Nixel that he got what he said.

Nixel on the other hand was grinning like a big idiot. He can't help it. The reactions he was giving was priceless and the way he just amazes him every time is something. Going into his closet to find some clothes for him to wear was the second thing he did after leaving jungle boy behind.

As he continues to scrub the fragrant soap onto his body. He never felt squeaky clean after all those years of just bathing in the river and playing with his friends. His eyes went cold when he remembered what they did to the animals. But he couldn't do anything, he knows it.

Letting the shampoo soften his hair for after how many years he only bathed with the water. He opened the cabinet below the sink and saw some scissors. The scissors he used to cut his hair before suddenly snapped just how many months ago. He did what he did and snipped his growing hair.

Looking at his reflection on the mirror, he smiled. He let out some strands to fall on his face. And placed the scissors back and went scrubbing himself. The dirt from his body and hair made him scrunch his nose in disgust. "Ew." He muttered to himself and continued what he have to do.

Nixel could hear the dropping of the water but he was starting to get worried. He was in there for an hour and a half now. Is he dead? I hope he's not. Hearing how the shower turned off, Nixel felt relieve all of a sudden.

Emerald green eyed boy opened the door separating from the actual shower to the bathroom itself. He heard a knock all of sudden making him look at the door. "Hey, jungle boy."

Jungle boy? He snorted. That's not very nice of him now, is it? I chuckled. "I forgot to tell you that there's some towel below the sink. In the cabinet and I also placed the clothes that I think would fit you atop of the counter."

Placed? Does that mean he went inside while I was showering? Did he saw me? Can't be. The glass on the door of the shower was kind of tinted. I felt how my cheeks burned at the thought of someone seeing me. He wasn't very fond of it.

Putting the clothes that he gave to him. It was very big on him that it looks very oversized. Walking out of the shower as Nixel continues to type on his laptop because of business stuff. He didn't bat an eye at jungle boy.

"You done? If you want you can sit beside me." Nixel said and he did what he told him. Going in front of him took Nixel's attention and he was in awe to see him wearing his clothing which in fact was big on him.

Nixel bit his lip trying to resist himself from jumping onto him. "You snipped your hair?" I asked him while resisting the smile trying to escape from my lips. He nodded as answer and I smiled.

Putting the laptop down. I asked him once again as I continue to appreciate his whole being standing in front of me, "What's your name?"