Oscar’s Troubles | BL

behind Oscar, while Oscar was leaning against the kitchen counter munching on grapes. Malcolm was afraid that Oscar is truly going to get beaten

ould easily be plunged into Oscar’s chest – he wasn’t standing very far from Jasper after all. A thought came to Malcolm's mind to ask his boss to step away from the glaring writer, b

ar that this man isn't Kevin with whom he could mess. He is practically a stranger and at some point a colleague of Oscar – he might not tolerate all the troubles caused by Oscar. But he doesn’t believ

ow tensed that young man looked. His eyes averting from his boss to Jasper. Jasper doesn’t like making people uncomfortable, even if it is his unwanted guest’s bodyguard. Ja

er’s soft gaze and then Oscar’s dull ones – he realized it wouldn’t be a problem to do so. He politely nodded his head and sat beside Oscar. “I hope

him – he was sure it was Oscar he was talking to. Even if Jasper wasn’t, it was Oscar who replied. He shrugged at the cook and lowly chuckl

him. He has planned to keep it straight. The sooner they talk their situation through, the quicker this man child will leave his house. He glanced down at the wok, “I think we shouldn’t waste

terms with Oscar in just one brief meeting? Maybe he just to try and discuss how they both nee

e cook to the food he prepared, “I’d like to eat first,” He mumbled. Jas

’t supposed to eat and talk, don’t you know that?” He challenge

s place, just in case Jasper keep his words and try to hurt his annoying boss, his bladder was refusing to let him do his job. He slowly stands on

his waist and without even sparing Oscar a glance, he walk Malcolm to the restroom. Oscar turned his head to watch Jasper and Malcolm walk away. He inaudibly chuckles, he

When he returned, Oscar was munching on some of the cherry tomatoes from the container. Although, the food was dished out already – Oscar hasn’t started to eat yet. Jaspe

uld like to use chopsticks, so he placed a spoon and a fork along with the chopsticks. He placed two plates on the counter and displayed the rest of the food in front of the actor. While Jasper remained mono

me, Oscar could see a small pool and a very verdant garden. He softly chuckles, “Let’s just eat here tonight,” He replied. “Next time I come, I would like to e

Aren’t you going to eat? I thought you were starving.” Jasper pointed out. “Or, are yo

ab at him, “Aren’t you going

He spoke dully. “Please eat, so you could

lanced at the spare plate, “Wh

had to work overtime just to bring Oscar here, the least Jasper could do is feed him. Only if Oscar was considerate e

he food, “Malcolm will not eat,”

ranged association to come between this project. He must tolerate it. Jasper doesn’t care if Oscar is so uncaring towards his employees – he will do his

ys eat food with chopsticks, while his mother always used a fork. He wordlessly takes a spoonful of steamed rice along with a lot of stir fry. He didn’t even

e. He might have started slow, but soon he increased the pace as if he was truly hungry. Jasper slowly blinked as he watched Oscar devour the food. “This is so good,” Osca

time, Jasper’s lips curved into a soft smile for Oscar. He nodded and hummed, “Thank you,” He replied and stood straight. H

. Jasper turned to look at the man and smiled, “Please, have a seat,

he put his hand on his chest. Jasper smiled and nodded, “Of course, please – sit, sit.” He encouraged the bodyguard wh

his eyebrow as he watched the bodyguard eyeing the stir fry. Oscar swallowed the morsel and smirked b

ked between the two men, pointedly looking at each other, while Oscar was clearly enjoying it, Jasper looked extremel

r was too strong to be interrupted. Jasper once again placed his palms on the counter and leane

r bodyguard eat while he is on duty doesn’t harm you. You don’

lp but feel frustrated and it could be seen on his face. Malcolm noticed how tense the moment was getting, he slowly got on his feet and tried to clear the air when his boss spo

n great wonder. Yes, this is true. Malcolm is allergic to mushrooms, he can’t eat them and Oscar knew that. Malcolm doe

frowning Jasper, “That’s true. I am allergic to mushrooms.”

he put his chopsticks down on the place. He wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and gazed at th

with you – can we have a civil conversation about this project we will be w