Chapitre 200: Flame Of Desire

[Johan's POV]

"How many have we caught?" Raymond asked. Saltwater dribbled down his sun-kissed skin as he dropped to his side on the sand, counting the fish they caught on the plastic bucket.

"I think we've had enough, Ray. We can't eat these."

"It's fine. We can just take home the leftovers."

"You realize we have a fishpond, right? I'm sick of eating seafoods already," Johan said with a groan.

"Yet, you're here catching fishes with me."

Johan pulled his knees to his chest with a grumble, cheeks flustered at the implied tone. Almost two months had passed since he confessed. Despite the distinct line between their friendship and his romantic feelings for Raymond, Johan was satisfied with the way things were.