Mated to Four Alphas Chapter 42: Chatting with first fan

Silas’s POV

When I opened my eyes, I was in an aesthetic room. Sunlight stread in from the balcony. I yawned and stretched my hand while getting down from the bed.

It’s been one week since Nekol and I started living together, and it’s been hella fun. He’s so funny.

I grabbed my clothes from the wardrobe and went into the bathroom.

When I ca out after taking a bath, the delicious sll of food filled the air. Nekol is such a great cook—he cooks food just like a chef, or maybe even better.

Stepping out of my room, I saw Nekol serving breakfast on the dining table.

"My darling Nekol... why are you such a great cook? Should I marry you?"

"Enough with your jokes, Silas. Co on, take a seat and eat."

I took a seat and started eating.

"Delicious."

"World’s best breakfast."

Nekol blushed at my praises, but I wasn’t lying—he really is a great cook.

"Silas, you didn’t forget, did you? Tomorrow is the drama premiere."

"Of course, I didn’t forget. How could I forget such an important day?"

We finished breakfast, and I was really looking forward to tomorrow’s event. After eating, Nekol had so work as my manager, so he left, and I was all alone at ho.

I used to be scared of ghosts, but ever since I started living with Nekol in this big apartnt, I haven’t been scared anymore.

Ding.

The sudden sound startled , and my heart started beating fast. I guess I’m still afraid of ghosts. I picked up my phone and saw a ssage from that guy—my first fan.

I don’t even know his na. His ID doesn’t have a na or nickna, just "bbbbbbbbbb7289ee989."

First, I cleaned the table and washed the dishes. After that, I grabbed my phone, went to my room, sat on the bed, and opened Stargram to check the ssage.

(Fan) Hello... How are you? Tomorrow is your drama premiere... I’m so nervous.

I guess he really likes . That’s why he’s nervous, even though it’s my drama. Fans are usually like this.

(Silas) Haha, I’m fine. What about you? I’m also nervous right now.

(Fan) Don’t be nervous. I believe you can do anything.

(Silas) Yeah... and thanks for being my first fan.

(Fan) By the way, do you not live in the dorm anymore? I ca to et you, but I couldn’t find you.

(Silas) Yeah, I moved out of the dorm... Are you an artist in Gold Era Company?

(Fan) No, I’m not.

If he’s not, then what was he doing inside the artists’ dorm? Last ti, I thought he also worked in that company, but I guess I was wrong.

(Fan) My cousin works in that company, so I ca to et him and saw you by chance.

Oh, so his cousin works there. For a mont, I was doubting him too. Nowadays, there are a lot of stalkers roaming around their favorite actors and idols, so it’s not really safe.

(Silas) Okay then, take care.

I threw my phone to the side and lay down on my back. Not knowing what to do, I started doing so push-ups. I got into a plank position on the ground, pushed my body down, then pulled it back up.

I did 50 push-ups, and now my arms were aching so much. I think I overdid it. But what can I do? My body is so strong that it won’t stop on its own. I guess I should drink so milk.

Stepping out of my room, I went straight to the kitchen, opened the fridge to grab so milk, but... I ended up seeing a chocolate cake.

Forget the milk—let’s eat cake.

I took out the cake, grabbed a fork, and landed my butt on the chair. Lazy —I just worked out, and now I’m ready to eat sothing sweet. I took bite after bite after bite and finished half the cake. Then, I put the remaining cake back where it belonged and threw the fork into the sink.

Walking onto the balcony, I looked outside. The day passed in the blink of an eye, and finally, the day we were waiting for arrived.

A makeup artist and fashion designer specially ca to our apartnt to get ready.

I wore a black turtleneck T-shirt with a white shirt on top and black pants.

I was looking so handso in that outfit. As my makeup was done, Nekol was also getting ready. Once we were both dressed up, we took a selfie together, and then with the makeup artist and designer too.

After that, I sat down, waiting for Lysander. He said we’d go together, but he was so late.

He should have arrived ten minutes ago, but he still hadn’t.

"Nekol, when is Lysander going to arrive? What if he gets late and the premiere ends up starting without us?"

"Without you and Lysander, how can they even start the premiere? Don’t worry, we’re gonna reach there on ti. I believe Lysander will be here soon."

Okay, if Nekol says so, then it’s fine... but still, Lysander should’ve co sooner. Just then, I got a call from him.

As soon as I answered, I found out he had arrived and was waiting for us in the lobby. We both quickly went down.

A big black van-like car was parked there with the window open. Lysander was taking a selfie while sitting in the backseat, and his manager was in the driver’s seat.

Nekol sat in the passenger seat beside the driver, and I sat in the backseat next to Lysander.

"Wow, you’re looking good. This outfit suits you," Lysander complinted .

"Thanks, and you’re looking good too."

He was wearing a black suit, yet he looked even more handso. I guess he’s just that good-looking—no matter what he wears, he’ll always look great.

"What are you thinking, looking at like that?"

I realized I had been staring at Lysander while thinking about him.

"No, I was just... nervous."

"Don’t be nervous. I’m here with you, aren’t I? Everything is going to be great—believe ."