The week had been stressful. Raphael was reaching his boiling point and Caden couldn't do anything to fix it. The presents kept coming, and so did notes. The blond tried to get rid of them before his lover found them, and he succeeded a few times, but not enough. That was fairly evident this morning, and Caden was thanking...well, anyone, that they had off today. He pulled the redhead to him, hugging him tightly. "There's no use in getting upset, sweetheart. We'll... Do something." Maybe they could set up a camera to catch whoever was doing it.
Before he could voice that, though, there was another knock at the door. With a deep breath, the blond lead Raphael to sit down with a little kiss to calm him before he moved to the door, finding another note taped to the door.
His eyes crossed a bit halfway through, but the jist was a letter... To Raphael... From someone he'd been sleeping with. And while Caden knew it wasn't true-that it had to do with the "gifts" and other notes, it still stung to think that someone would want Raphael to do something like that. He tossed the note on the table in front of his lover and flopped into a chair next to the other man.