Chapter 1My Online Boyfriend is My Annoying Roommate?!

After I confessed my secret of being intersex to my online boyfriend, he got even more excited:

"Baby, when we meet, can I kiss you?"

My face flushed hot, and I gave him permission.

But right before our meetup, he complained about how hard it was to get along with his new roommate.

At that exact moment, my new roommate's phone buzzed.

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"Baby, your voice sounds so good."

"Why would I be disgusted by you? Knowing that makes me even more excited."

"Baby, I want to see you so badly. I want to hold you, kiss you."

"......"

At night, I was re-listening to the voice messages Z had sent me.

His deep, husky voice slid through my earbuds like a lover's whisper, making my whole body run hot.

Having this kind of body is really too much trouble.

When I carefully confessed my intersex secret to my online boyfriend, Z, I was terrified he would find me disgusting.

But Z seemed to sense my anxiety, coaxing me gently:

"How could I? Baby, I like you even more now."

After that, he’d randomly send me sweet talk.

Making me restless and terribly thirsty.

Unfortunately, Z went off to college, and reportedly his new roommate was a real piece of work, so it wasn't convenient for him to send voice memos lately.

I could only listen to the stash I had saved up.

Fighting the restless urges, I tossed and turned again.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the edge of my bed frame, scaring me half to death.

Lifting the bed curtain, a tall silhouette stood below, his tone dripping with annoyed impatience:

"Liam, are you done tossing and turning? Do you have any idea how loud you are?"

It was Julian again.

Julian was a neat freak, a light sleeper, and had a venomous tongue.

Just hearing his voice annoyed me, so I instinctively snapped back.

"Mind your own business. If it's too loud, wear earplugs."

"Our beds are connected. Are you stupid?"

Meaning, earplugs wouldn't block out the vibrations of my tossing.

Fair point.

But I was still annoyed and was just about to keep arguing with him.

I didn't expect Julian to literally climb up.

With his knees separated by the blanket, he half-knelt between my legs.

His tall frame pressed down, caging me in on both sides with an intense, oppressive presence.

I instinctively shrank back:

"What are you doing?"