David's POV || New House

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I was walking for about an hour now while staring deeply at my hands, the spot where Smith's lips has touched. To be honest, he wasn't acting very intimate to me when we started to became as husbands, but, well, except when he touched my hands out in the campus of my school. Still I couldn't count that as an affection, he was probably showing off with no real intent.

I walked and walked, not realizing that I finally reached my home. Before I got into the small lawn towards our house, I saw Finley and Saint happily sunbathing outside their house. Naked and having those plenty of foods and dogs around them made it so compatible between of them. They really was meant to each other. It's a funny thing that when Saint smiles the sweetest way he talks to his husband, his eyes disappears.

But eh, that makes Asians cuter.

For my own opinion though.

And adding also, they both was having a grill meat and the smoke was reaching my nostrils. It kinda reminded me when I one time cooked a grill pork to Smith, he actually enjoyed it and somehow made me to feel happy about it. Well at least he knows how to appreciate my cookings -- other than his Shirako.

Ew, what's so special about that?

My staring at my neighborhood gay couples broke when my grandmother yanked my arms forcefully from behind. I was shocked.

"David!" She expressed excitedly, shoving the white paper on my face. "I won a House and Lot! We'll be now moving to a much larger house now!"

Oh my God! Really?

I gently pulled the paper out of her grasp and read the paper. It said that the prize is a brand new car and a house & lot. Then I stared with wide eyes at grandma, also expressing the same happy face.

"Finally! We won't be sleeping again at the cold floor!" I shouted as I hugged her. I can't contain my happiness so I started to cry.

"Shh. It's okay. It's good to know that God had helped us. I'm so happy." She weep a little before pulling away, looking at the winning lottery. Man, it must be our lucky day.

"What's the commotion there?" Said a voice and I knew it was Finley.

"We won and lottery house & lot!" I exclaimed and he frowned. Saint seemed to heard what I just said so he looked at his husband.

"Oh..." He trails off before continuing. "So that means we won't be seeing each other's again?"

That's the reality. Ever since Saint and Finley got married as a couple, they moved here and be the good example of nice neighborhood. I can still point out the afterwed party they held and we were the first who are invited even though we barely know each other. They even gave us a one kilo of grill left over!

I won't forget that.

I scratched my head, "Well I guess so... but, that's not mean this ends here. Maybe you two could give us a visit, sometimes you know?"

They smiled.

*****

"Is that all?" The truck driver asked once he placed down all the boxes on our new, breathtaking house.

"Yes. Thank you so much!" I said and secretly slipped a few bucks for helping us. "Keep that, for your snacks and everything."

The buff guy looked between his hands before showing gratitude. "Thanks. But I think this is too much, I mean, your stuffs only weight half than six kilos. It is no problem at all." He tried to give back the excess money that he never expected. I pushed it back.

"Keep it, or else, I'll kiss you!" I fakely threatened with my lips pushing forward and he blushed for a seconds. Haha, but I'm not going to lie, the man infront of me looked like a hunk model. Having those brown short locks, green pair orbs, muscular built and biceps popping out of his sleeves made him manly. And it looks like he is the perfect man around this town. Why did he ended up being a truck driver and mover though? His looks and physiques can earn some money.

He's my ideal man.

Well, Smith can be my--er...... ugh, I have to admit that Smith can be my ideal man too but if tries to be a lot nicer than being an annoying ass, then I would find myself falling for him.

I took a sigh before glancing at the man. "I'm kidding you know." I laughed and he chuckled lightheadedly, probably scared at me for being so gay. I mean, who wouldn't find his body attractive and hot? "You can go now. Thanks again."

He said goodbye before stepping out. I looked around, finding my grandma nowhere to be seen. She must be already wondering.

The scent here smells like a new sprayed lemon airfreshener, the tiles are well-cleaned --except to the footprints that my grandma made-- , the living room with 100" wide flat-screen T.V. The kitchen looks like a chef's dream room to have. I mean the refrigerator when I opened, it is already have stuff in there, good for three months of living. The four bedrooms upstairs, which is equipped by each computers and T.V again.

What the?

I ran to the bathroom, also finding the essential for bathing. Lotions, face creams, soaps, towels with different colors, hand sanitizers and shampoos. This new house was like a full-package! Away from reality, winning a house & lot doesn't really mean you can win a house with already stuffed-in home entire essentials. The prize itself would just give you a plain new house, nothing more.

"Well, I guess we didn't have to bring our stuffs here in the first place....." I mumbled to myself as I opened the closet to one of the bedroom, shocked when it is full of shirts. From day suit to night. And guess what, all of them fits me!

Weird. Is this a coincidence or what?

I pulled out the winning card of grandma she used to draw from my pants then looked underneath of it to see what company holds this winning house. But nothing was printed. Could this be a scam?

I stuck it in again, blowing out the sudden fright came all over me while pep-talking to myself;

"Don't worry, Dav! Maybe grandma just won big time. Just be thankful instead."