Plato's Little Star [ABO]

It was raining heavily outside the window, and streaks of water slid down the glass, distorting the outside world into a colorful halo.Plato is taking a bath.

In the living room, only the floor lamp was glowing with ginger yellow light. Olande sat on the carpet, sent the sorted report materials of the library exchange meeting to the curator, and closed the laptop.A pillow fell on the rug. Olande picked it up and collapsed on the sofa with it in his arms.

The buttocks were a little sticky. Olande took out his mobile phone from his pocket, sat up cross-legged after checking the time, opened the chat page, and replied to several work messages sent by Claire.

"I'm done taking a shower, Oland." Platu changed into a T-shirt after taking a shower, and came out of the room wiping his hair.He wiped his hair a few times, casually hung the towel around his neck, turned on the TV and plugged in the game console, and then sat beside him following Olander's example.

"I'll end it right away." Olande heard the game music and put down his phone. "Is it a pixel version of the Red Fortress? My God, I thought this game was too old to be found anymore. Want to play the game?"

Plato sat on the carpet leaning against the sofa, and handed Olande a game controller, "It was given to me by an old classmate of mine, let me think about his full name...it's Yevgeny A. Leksievich Paustovsky. In college tennis class, Yevgeny and I were in the same group. He was probably a little dizzy from the sun that day. He suddenly caught the ball with his face, and then his eyes Got hit by a ball."

"Is that Yevgeny from the Bald Soprano?" Olander was surprised.

"Well, yes." Plato entered the game interface and nodded, staring at the TV screen, directing his little tank in the game to follow after Olande, "The band has a signing event the next day, but Ye Evgeny's eye sockets are black - he thinks he only has one eye that day, so all autographs can only be half of his own name. The next tennis class, Yevgeny will thank tennis for his wrist, and put this old grandpa game The plane dropped me off. Shit, I got bombed."

"Hahahaha, I will finish the walk for you," Olande laughed and found that his small tank was also blown up by the enemy, "what? No, no, no... I was shot too?" He jumped from the sofa Move to the carpet, "Do it all over again!"

"Get rid of them, this time I will go from the left." Plato frowned and pressed "Retry".

The rain was pouring outside the window, and Plato pressed Pause after a long time.Olande leaned back, belatedly realizing that he was actually sitting in Plato's arms.Plato's half-dried light blond hair brushed his neck, making it wet.

There was a faint aroma of chocolate on Plato's body, and Olande asked, "Chocolate-flavored shower gel?"

Plato held Olande's hand to save the game, turned off the TV screen, looked at Olande, his blue eyes swept from Olande's forehead to his lips, "No, shampoo is. Because it smells It tastes delicious." He seduced Olande with his eyes, gently blew on Olande's eyelashes, then lowered his head and kissed Olande in a detached way, and touched Olande with his nose.

Olande's cell phone rang. He touched the cell phone and found that it was a new message notification.

Plato threw the dropped pillow back on the sofa, "Working?"

"Hmm... no." Olande answered Plato by unlocking the phone's lock screen.

[Olande/19:03: Hi, Mom, I'm sorry I haven't contacted you and Dad for so long.

Nora/20:41: It's okay, my baby.How are you doing recently?Your dad and I are very worried about Christo's safety. 】

Plato took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and put it on the table, "I'm going to dry my hair."

"Okay." Olande took the mineral water and stuck it to his face, then clamped it between his shoulders, and replied to the message.

[Olande/20:43: I have a meeting in Dimon City, and I will return to Christo the day after tomorrow. There are many police officers in Christo recently.I'm fine, how about you and dad?Well... I'm in love.

Nora/20:45: We're fine too.Congratulations, Oland, is your lover Beta?

Hollander/20:45: He's Alpha and his name is Plato Miller.I will be correcting my identity in the near future.Sorry, I left Empire.

Nora/20:49: Don't think so, Oland.When your father and I decided to conceive a life, we definitely did not regard this life as an accessory of our love.Olande, your father and I wish you to be independent and free. Entering the orbit defined by the rules of imperial society has caused you great pain, and now we are glad that you have escaped it.sorry. 】

Olande rubbed his sore eyes from staring at the electronic screen for too long.He stared at the few sentences on the phone screen for a long time, and read each word out of the sentence.

Before the referendum, Nora wanted Orlande to stay in the Empire, and they believed that Orlande could find a lover as a Beta.Olande clearly knows the difference between Beta and Omega. He envies Beta, but he longs to be recognized by his lover as an Omega—in this love, Olande hopes to be both a lover and a loved one.

[Olande/20:53: Thank you, Mom, I should have contacted you earlier.Say hello to daddy for me, please.I miss you and him.

Nora/20:53: Can I hear you tell me about your boyfriend?You know... me and your dad weren't ready, well... it was a surprise for us, but congratulations. 】

Plato dried his light blonde hair and came over, "Olande, do you want to wash your face again?"

Olande sat upright against the sofa and nodded slowly, "Platu, would you mind having a few words with my mother?"

"Huh—?" Plato stopped walking, his tone changed from affirmative to doubtful, "No, no, I mean, of course. But... I probably need to change my clothes."

Olande smiled, "Don't worry, Plato, you're handsome now, you don't need to change your clothes—maybe you're going to prepare an 8000-word dissertation?"

"8000 words is not enough, and a doctoral dissertation needs [-] words. Orlando will be my lifelong subject, and I am still learning slowly. I hope the chairman of the defense can ask simple questions. I am very nervous." Plato came over , sitting next to Olande, "I'm handsome, so does this arouse your desire to kiss me?"

Oland kissed Plato on the lips, then handed him the phone.

[Olande/20:57: Platu is right next to me, he is very nervous: D

Olande/20:58: The message just now was sent by Plato, and this one was sent by Olande.

System prompt/20:58: Orlande initiates a video call

System prompt/22:56: Olande hung up the video call]

[Nora/01:49: Me and your dad can hardly sleep.Holland, I wish you happiness.

Orlander/01:50: Thanks, I love you guys. 】