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Aster stared at Callum with a serious and thoughtful expression. As he considered what could happen between Adam and DamiƔn, he felt a mix of fear and concern. As a CIA agent, Aster had always been a controlled and level-headed man, accustomed to dealing with high-risk situations. However, the possibility of a negative reaction from DamiƔn towards Adam brought a sense of apprehension within him.
While reflecting on the future, Aster realized that acceptance and the frustration of personal boundaries were crucial elements in this situation. He understood that, even as a brave and experienced man, there were limits to his control over his own emotions and others' reactions. Accepting this reality was essential to handle the situation properly and protecting himself and DamiƔn.
Aster found himself confronted with the idea of playing a role in this story. He pondered how difficult it would be to escape from this situation and how it could affect his relationship with Callum. Would it be inevitable to emotionally detach himself from Callum? Aster wondered if he would become just the antagonist, a hollow shadow in the future. This awareness defined the boundaries of his inner world, boundaries he couldn't simply ignore.
However, Aster knew he needed to confront this situation head-on. Destiny made him feel like a survivor of himself, and he was determined not to be merely a "cold match," someone who gave up in the face of challenges.
It was at that moment that a sudden bang echoed through the corridors, followed by a deafening silence. Aster, who remained in the room, heard the noise, and instantly his heart raced.
"Oh my God, what was that?" Aster thought, his concern focused on DamiƔn. The prolonged silence that followed the bang was unsettling. He imagined the possible tragedies that could have occurred. Had DamiƔn harmed Adam? Or worse, had he done something irreparable?
Aster was overcome with fear that DamiƔn might have crossed a dangerous line. The idea of DamiƔn killing the protagonist of the story was terrifying to him.
As the silence persisted, each minute felt like an eternity to Aster. He struggled with the agony of not knowing what was happening, his heart tight with uncertainty. His thoughts oscillated between accepting personal boundaries and the desire to intervene.
Finally, Aster let out a nervous laugh and reluctantly gave in, deciding to make his way towards DamiƔn's room.
Callum interjected once again, making it clear that it was better for the two of them to resolve their issues alone. His tone was pacifying but firm, leaving no room for discussion.
Aster emphasized, "My house, my rules"... He decided to head towards DamiƔn's room.
While Adam and DamiƔn were engrossed in their growing intimacy, Aster swiftly entered the room without knocking, coming face to face with the partially contextualized scene. His gaze immediately fixed on Adam shirtless, passionately embracing DamiƔn, and an expression of shock and indignation took over his face.
Aster (startled): "L-Let him go, you pervert!"
Adam and DamiƔn abruptly separated, looking at Aster with confusion and surprise.
Adam (confused): "What?!"
Before Aster could finish his sentence, Callum entered the room, sensing the tension in the air.
Callum (curious): "What's going on here?"
Aster (pointing at Adam): "He was forcing DamiƔn! I saw everything!"
DamiƔn (also confused): Taken aback by the embarrassment, he immediately distances himself from Adam.
Adam (interrupting): "It's not what you think. We were..."
Embarrassment hung in the air as everyone processed the misunderstanding that had just occurred. Callum cast a significant look at Adam, filled with questioning and disapproval. It was as if he was silently asking, "Did you do something wrong?"
"Aster, understand that I haven't done anything wrong at all. What you just witnessed was simply an intimate moment between me and DamiƔn, based on mutual consent and desire. Nothing was forced, and we both decided to proceed with it now."
Callum looked at Aster and, in a confident tone, said, "I told you they would figure things out, and you don't need to worry about them. Let's get out of here now." However, before Callum could step away, DamiƔn became furious with Callum's attitude towards his friend.
DamiƔn, who had already distanced himself from Adam, stared intensely at Callum, his expression filled with sarcasm and discontent. With a commanding tone, he said, "Look into his eyes, Callum. Look closely. Do you think Aster looks like a lost or abandoned dog, helpless to the point of needing you to tell him what to do?"
The words echoed in the room, filled with indignation. DamiƔn was questioning Callum's behavior and defending Aster's autonomy. It was a direct rebuke to Callum's attempt to interfere in his friend's life.
Aster felt the pressure and discomfort of the situation, his mind swirling with thoughts. The sense of being cornered increased with every passing second, and he longed for a way to escape. His breathing quickened, and his hands instinctively began running through his hair, revealing his underlying nervousness.
Before Callum could respond, something unexpected happened, breaking the tense silence. Aster let out a scream of terror, as intense and chilling as one of the most distressing moments in a suspense movie. The sound cut through the air, echoing through the hallways and surprising not only Adam and Callum but also DamiƔn, who expected a completely different reaction.
Aster's scream was so intense and surprising that a brief moment of silence took hold of the room. All eyes turned to him as he desperately clung to the nearest piece of furniture, his eyes wide with panic.
Aster seemed lost amidst the internal chaos that consumed him. Fear and frustration had reached a boiling point, overflowing into a terrifying scream. His body trembled, and the terror etched on his face was palpable.
As the echo of the scream slowly faded, DamiƔn stared at Aster with a mixture of confusion and concern. He noticed Aster's frightened and lost gaze, and upon hearing his trembling words, a small lump formed in his throat.
"The flowers... Who will take the flowers?" Aster asked, his voice trembling.
DamiƔn understood now why Aster's favorite flowers were so significant. The words about flowers evoked a delicate and emotional memory in him. He knew that flowers were Emma's favorite, his ex-wife, and he would regularly place them on her grave as a way to honor her memory.
DamiƔn struggled to find the right words, wanting to calm Aster's agitation. Their eyes met in a moment of silent understanding, and DamiƔn spoke with a calm and reassuring voice, "When we return, we'll bring your favorite flowers, Aster's flowers, as your name."
After Aster's outburst and the surprising exchange of words between him and DamiƔn, Adam sensed the intensity of the moment. He approached Callum, whispering in his ear, "I think it's best if we give them some time."
Callum nodded, understanding the need for privacy and space for Aster and DamiƔn to process the situation. They silently agreed to step back and leave the two friends alone.
Aster took a deep breath, trying to compose himself after Adam and Callum left. His body still trembled slightly, but he felt a slight relief knowing he was alone with DamiƔn. He looked at DamiƔn, still confused and distraught, and asked with a trembling voice, "Are they gone?"
DamiƔn nodded, his eyes fixed on Aster, revealing a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "Yes, they're gone," he calmly replied.
Aster breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a wave of comfort wash over his body. However, something seemed off to DamiƔn. He observed Aster with an expression of surprise and curiosity, noticing the subtle change in his behavior. "Are you okay? You were pretending," DamiƔn said, intrigued by the intensity of the scream and Aster's subsequent reaction.
DamiƔn continued, "They'll think we're crazy. Why did you do that?"
Aster let out a small awkward laugh, sensing his friend's confusion. "Well, let me explain," Aster began, taking the situation seriously. "I did it because... in a way, I imagined that the caveman who was holding you in his arms would then drag you by the hair into his luxurious cave. And the other guy, it seemed like he was going to bite me on the neck and drag me into his refined and elegant wolf den."
What do you think? That I thought if they believed we were crazy, they might never come back? I mean, if I were them, I wouldn't come back," Aster explained with a hint of dark humor.
"It's not that, but I needed to end that discussion, that embarrassing moment. I thought you had killed the protagonist, DamiƔn. What was that noise?"
DamiƔn: The reaction was automatic, as the men wouldn't enter my quarters unless they were trying to kill me.
Aster paused for a moment, aware of the dangers of pheromones and their consequences. "Pheromones are something intriguing," he said, looking at DamiƔn. "We don't have the same awareness of the structural formation of duties and laws regarding this because, in our world, this type of regulation doesn't exist. It's a new sense for us."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "However, we need to remember that Adam Kadman is one of the protagonists of this story. Although he may not be important to us, he is very important to the people of this world. It's crucial not to forget that."
DamiƔn absorbed Aster's words, reflecting on the complexity of pheromones and the importance of understanding the perspective of the inhabitants of this extraordinary world. He agreed with Aster, acknowledging that even though they didn't share the same rules and social structures, they needed to consider the impact of their actions on life in this new world.
"You're right, Aster," DamiƔn agreed, his expression reflecting seriousness.