Hey, You, the Little Shopkeeper

This story was originally titled "The Honest, Dependable Older Man Gets... by a Younger College Guy" Honest, dependable older man on the bottom x arrogant, sharp-tongued college student on top Small-town short story. 80% content lock Age gap, 33 x 22 / size difference / profanity / the son is not biologically his On an ordinary day, an older man closed up his little shop and headed home with two bottles of beer. On the way, he found a college student who was dangerously handsome. Drunk, the student hugged his leg and mumbled incoherently, his face rubbing against the older man's bare thigh, handsome in just the right way. Trembling, the older man messaged his son to ask if he should bring the guy home. As usual, his son couldn't be bothered and told him to do whatever he wanted. Later, one day, his son shared some gossip with him: someone had photographed the campus heartthrob kissing a man in public. Apparently, they'd been at it for a full ten minutes. At the time, the older man was sitting in someone's arms, looking at his phone. In the picture his son had sent, that very same guy had his fluffy head resting on the older man's shoulder, kissing the side of his ear over and over. One arm held him close, while the man mocked him for being distracted. Please add my upcoming novel, "Human, Your Kitty Stole Your Undies!" to your reading list! Bai Song had recently run into something embarrassing. When he discovered what had happened, he was holding the last clean pair of underwear in his closet and stood there, stunned. His friend scratched his head on the other end of the phone. "No way. Are there really perverts who steal men's underwear these days?" "How should I know? I live on the sixth floor." Bai Song clutched the last scrap of dignity he had before the tide went out, and opened the door. "It's not like my roommate stole my underwear, right?" As luck would have it, his roommate, beloved by all and somehow capable of blowing out car tires just by looking at them, was walking past his door with a cup of water. The words "my roommate stole my underwear" landed with a resounding thud. Bai Song was so mortified he nearly ripped the last pair he had in his hand. He raised the hand holding his phone and silently said, "Hi." After receiving an apology, Wu Tingxue carried his cup into his room. The moment he shut the door, a pair of fluffy cat ears popped out of his round head. With a solemn expression, he lifted his pillow with a paw, its pads pink, revealing six pairs of underwear in different colors. He pinned his right paw with his left, then gnawed on his black tail with sharp little teeth. With profound regret, he reminded himself that he mustn't steal any more. Bai Song's last pair of emergency underwear still disappeared. Furious, he asked the landlord for the living room security footage. Watching the video made his eyes ache, but Bai Song still couldn't find a single suspicious figure. Just as he was squinting at the screen, his fingers on the mouse, nearly falling asleep, his roommate's bedroom door slowly opened. In the pitch-black night, a white cat with a swishing black tail appeared. The cat expertly opened Bai Song's door, expertly picked up his underwear in its mouth, and expertly went into his roommate's room. Before entering, those blue eyes gave the camera a haughty glance, as if to say: "Human, your kitty stole your undies!" Notes: 1. There's no right or wrong when it comes to personal preferences. 2. Two-person romance, dirty talk. Please don't read if that's not your thing. 3. If this gets taken down, every one of you is responsible. (Stares.) 4. The honest man takes on someone else's child; the son isn't his biological child. Theme: Good deeds are always rewarded!