Chapter 4: Episode 4: He was okay

“I'm home,” with a single finger he flipped on his light switch, revealing the cosy living room of his rented off-campus dorm.

Of course, as per usual, no one replied, a fact he was fine with.

A plush leather sofa stood in the corner of the room. Before it was a modern flatscreen surrounded by neat little boxes all containing various films and tv shows.

He should find time to watch the newer ones someday.

His nose sniffed the air as he felt his body relax as the scent of various flowers and potted foliage warmed his core.

Loukas gave a small smile to his tiniest potted fern that greeted him at the front door.

He hung his coat, damp with light rain, neatly over the rack as his mind tried to remember the list of things he had to do. He lifted his sweater over his head as his mind listed his tasks.

Work then…

Then…

Oh, Meal prep!

He should not be that stupid to forget such an important thing.

He let out a sigh from the warmth of the room as he began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his bare chest covered in thick scar tissue.

It would not surprise him if he forgot something as important as meal prep. He was that stupid.

Loukas moved to the kitchen as the constant flow of thoughts buzzed in his mind until it all came to an end as his focus went fully into the ingredients before him.

He picked up the knife and, with culinary precision, swiftly diced the garlic and cloves. His lips slowly curled into a smile as he found himself humming a little tune.

Within an hour, the kitchen filled with the aroma of the well-spiced and seasoned stew.

There were few things he could say he was alright at, and cooking was one of them. He did not care so much about eating because of a certain factor.

It made him sick thinking of engaging in such an act.

However, preparing a meal was always a chore he looked forward to with his mother. The smile on Cherly's face, whenever he brought a meal, would always bring him to a smile.

Loukas had heard from some people who tasted his food that he could easily switch majors to become a culinary chef.

A chef sounded fun on paper if it only involved cooking food at his own pace. However, he knew the stress would cause a... Reaction, and he knew he could never deal with it.

So many… Noisy people...

People’s stares.

People’s scents...

Loukas smiled at the meal before him. A lovely Braised Pork Stew with the meat cooked just right, accompanied by a Rainbow Orzo salad set to chill for the night.

“Maybe a bit much,” Loukas thought as he gazed at the banquet of food before him.

He was still not used to cooking only for himself, not like mattered, as he would simply give out any leftovers to his classmates during his shift.

People enjoyed it, but it was attracting a lot of attention

Loukas sighed as he washed his dishes.

After his encounter with Hide, he was not too keen on meeting more new people.

Who insults someone they just met?

Jerks, that’s who.

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Loukas's mind went to the prank he experienced that day. He almost thought he had broken the computer and was about to panic.

It—

It was kinda funny now that he thought about it.

No one got hurt at the end of the day...

It was also slightly amusing how fake that video was, now he had the time to think about it.

If a knife cut into a man’s skin like that, especially around the neck, a lot more sweet blood would come out of it. He had never seen another man’s penis before, especially so… Stiff as it gets sliced.

The man was trying so hard to act terrified of slicing. Loukas felt a little -

The plate crashed upon the floor, shattering into pieces as Loukas grit his teeth in disgust. Yet he felt a small tinge of enjoyment at the thought of seeing a bit of that again. A small flame that bloomed in himself.

He… Wanted to see more yet—

He looked down numbly to see a deep cut on the palm of his hand. Blood pooled and moved along the folds like small streams and rivers. Loukas' breathing went rapid in both fear and desire.

It did not hurt, which was normal.

He placed his good hand on his shoulders.

He was disgusting, of course.

“1, 2,3…”

Of course, he was like this, enjoying and getting excited at the sight of that.

“10, 11, 12”

Is that why he was so close to breaking that cute little thing?

“28,29, 30”

Loukas felt his breathing slow as he pulled his face from his uncut hand.

“I had not hurt anyone.”

“I had done everything fine.”

His body was shaking, his breath was shallow and then he realised in his panic he had bitten into his fingers. He allowed his sharp teeth to pierce his skin, leaving open wounds that were even worse off than his glass-cut hand.

Loukas heard his cell ring and in his daze, he picked it up to see the brief message from his younger brother.

“Oh yeah, night Loukas. Sorry about not talking with you as often lately. Things have been. A lot but Call you tomorrow. Take care.”

It was a terse message, yet Loukas felt better seeing it.

“Ouch,” Loukas winced at the cuts on his hands. At least he was not gross and aroused anymore…

He shook his head as he washed his cuts from the tap of the sink before he headed straight to the bathroom.

He was going to need a long shower.

Think positive…

He looked down at his hands as the water from the showerhead pattered against his naked, scared body.

Loukas listlessly watched as the open gaping wounds closed up on their own accord.

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