Share
Chapter 22
Related chapters
Your Distance Chapter 23
Timothy quickly let go of Bob's hand as soon as the kiss ended. Holding hands felt too intimate.Sex was like eating. It was a necessity. As an adult, there was nothing embarrassing about fulfilling a basic need.However, holding hands was optional—it was intimate and equivalent to having a deep, emotional conversation. Young people were often shy about exposing their bodies. However, they become more reserved about exposing their emotions as they mature.They had already exposed their bodies to each other multiple times, but when it came to revealing his inner self, Timothy felt the timing was not quite right. No wonder Bob said to take it slow—the wisdom of the older generation was not to be trifled with.After Timothy let go of Bob's hand, Bob did not try to hold his hand again. The two continued to walk side by side toward the gas station, keeping a small distance between them.After a few steps, Timothy asked, "Where was I?"Bob replied, "You were saying that my ethics as a
Your Distance Chapter 24
Bob replied, "No."Timothy did not believe him. "How's that possible?""I've always been in steady relationships.""Always? Since when?"Bob thought for a moment and said, "Since I was 14."Timothy was shocked. "That early? And you've never been single since?""Rarely."Bob was a seasoned pro. Ordinary people really could not compare.Timothy clicked his tongue. "Tsk, tsk."Bob asked, "What?"Timothy summarized, "Thanks to your previous partners—they were the ones who molded you into who you are today. I'm pretty lucky."Bob smiled.They returned home, and after washing up, Timothy pestered Bob into having sex one more time. He was both enjoying it and cursing Bob for being an old beast until four in the morning. Afterward, both stood on the second-floor open-air balcony, shirtless with a jacket draped over their shoulders, smoking.Timothy took a few puffs and noticed there was nowhere to ash. "Bob, you don't have an ashtray here."Bob did not say anything. Instead, he l
Your Distance Chapter 25
When Timothy woke up, he found himself alone in the bedroom. He got out of bed and pulled the curtains open.The sunlight flooded in, causing his pupils to constrict before he adjusted to the brightness. The light was warm and comforting.Bob was sitting on one side of the balcony with a folder and some papers on the wooden table in front of him. He looked like he was working.Timothy leaned comfortably against the doorframe between the bedroom and the balcony, his shorts loosely hanging off his hips. The front of his shorts was slightly raised; his morning wood had yet to subside."Morning," he greeted Bob, his voice a bit hoarse. Understandably so—he had cursed too much the previous night.Bob glanced at his watch and said, "Yeah, morning."Timothy asked, "What time is it?"Bob replied, "Two in the afternoon.""No wonder," Timothy muttered as he walked forward, putting his arms around Bob's neck from behind. "I'm starving so badly. Bob, you should cook for me.""What do you
Your Distance Chapter 26
'Who was the one who laid down 40 euros from their wallet while holding a cigarette after sex?'And who was the one who put a glass jar by the bedside, planning to deposit money into it regularly?' Bob thought.Timothy also thought for a moment and said, "Isn't this unfair to your other students?"He was silent for a while before saying, "Forget it. I don't want to copy the notes anymore. I don't want to turn our relationship into something like that—as if dating you is just a way for me to pass an exam."It's the same as wanting to go 50-50 before—I don't want to make things so complicated."His voice grew quieter, almost inaudible. "Um, we shouldn't complicate this."Bob glanced at the glass jar on the bedside table and sighed inwardly.If it felt like compensation, so be it. The kid wanted to feel a bit more independent and have a pure romance—who was he to stop him?He ruffled Timothy's hair and said, "Alright, I get it."After eating, they went for a walk and passed by a
Your Distance Chapter 27
When Timothy finished washing up and went downstairs to the dining room, Bob had already changed and was reading a newspaper.The table had freshly baked croissants, fried eggs, fresh orange marmalade, Nutella, butter, and a short glass pot of hot coffee.Timothy noticed that nothing on the table had been touched yet. Bob was waiting for him. It felt like a parent waiting to send their child off to school.Timothy looked down at himself. He was wearing nothing but Bob's pajama pants, which he had put on commando because he could not find his underwear. There was no way he could go to class like that."Uh, where are my clothes? My jeans and shirt?" Timothy asked.Bob's eyelids lifted slightly, his gaze moving from the newspaper to Timothy. "Where did you take them off?"Where did he take them off? Timothy started to recall. Bob had stripped the shirt off him yesterday, and he vaguely remembered it had been thrown onto the balcony on the second floor. He could not remember what had
Your Distance Chapter 28
Bob curled his lips, pinched Timothy's chin, and gave him a quick kiss. "Alright, focus on eating your breakfast.""Okay."Timothy tried to focus on his food. As he ate, he suddenly thought of something. "Are we going to class together later?"Bob replied, "Why not?"Timothy said, "It's early, and everyone's heading to school for class. What if people see me getting out of your car?"Bob asked, "What do you suggest?"Timothy thought for a moment and said, "Maybe you can drop me off a few hundred meters before the school, and I'll walk."Bob nodded. "Alright, we'll leave a bit earlier today."That was necessary. Professor White always entered classroom S17 at exactly 8:15, but students could not afford to cut it that close, especially since Timothy had to walk a bit further.That day, Professor White, who had never arrived early, showed up in the classroom at 7:58. Every student who came after that worried they were late, including Timothy, who made it at 8:05.Timothy had not
Your Distance Chapter 29
It was a Souverän Black-Blue pen. It featured a body of black and dark blue stripes, a silver nib, and gold accents.The more Timothy looked at the pen, the more he felt it resembled Bob himself—appearing deep and profound at first glance but full of flair when inspected up close. Bob was a pen connoisseur.The teaching assistant had not finished handing out the lecture notes when a student jokingly said, "Professor, you're handing out notes? I must've forgotten to check my calendar this morning—is it Christmas?"The classroom erupted in laughter, and a few students shouted, "Merry Christmas!"Timothy glanced up at Bob. Did he really say he wanted to improve everyone's learning efficiency? Right...Professor White had been teaching for years and had never cared about his students' learning efficiency. Then, he was suddenly playing the good Samaritan—no wonder everyone felt like it was a holiday.Bob's gaze swept past Timothy; they made eye contact for less than a second, but Timo
Your Distance Chapter 30
After the class ended, Bob was surrounded by a few students asking questions as he walked out of the classroom, leaving Timothy without a chance to return the pen.Xander approached the desk in the front row and asked, "Timothy, are you going to the library?"Timothy replied, "Oh, no. I forgot to bring my bag."Xander said, "What's going on with you? How do you even forget to bring a bag to class?"Timothy responded, "I left my house in a rush.""Alright, I'm heading to the library," Xander said.Then, he added, "Hey man, you were something else today."Timothy asked, "Something else? In what way?"Xander glanced toward the door to ensure the professor was gone before lowering his voice. "You dared to speak up for us, complaining about the exam being too hard right in front of the professor."Timothy thought, 'If I told you that I called the professor an idiot to his face, would you be scared to death?'Wait. On second thoughts, that would not be the most terrifying thing. If
Latest chapter
