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☽Hj☾
The third time.
It was the fucking third time that morning.
The sound of an empty stomach that had skipped breakfast.
Even the pigeon on the theshold was scared from the growling.
Food tho was not in the plan, at least at the moment. It was too soon for the only meal of the day.
So Hyunjin pauses his drawing and took a sip of the cold tea, the hope is that the sugar in it will calm down the hunger.
The weather was still sunny despite the autumn already started but a little breeze came in through the open window of the attic where Hj lives so he got lost in thoughts very easily.
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What the hell he was thinking? Leaving Korea to chase a dream, well two dreams, going to Paris without support or anyone nearby.
He has only a friend, Chris, with his well started producing career, that couldn't leave even for a couple of weeks, so he didn't know that his friends now is struggling between the art school, the audition for ballet company, the rent and the work that allows him to live "free" in that attic.
Sure the scholarship cover the most of the expenses for art supplies, but it's not enough for food, so the only way he managed to arrived at the end of the month was eat once a day.
The attic arrangement came after the first failure at the art school. Of course none of the artistic subjects, it was the language. French. He hate learn new languages, English maybe, because it's always useful, but French? Not in his blood.
So the scholarship remained but the dorm was out of the contract with a failure.
That afternoon after wandering with all his stuff in the alley of Montmartre he stumbled in a old theatre, used just for ballet practicing, a company who already rejected Hj during his first attempt nonetheless, but with a caretaker too tired and old that give in willingly the spot to him.
The job was the easiest one.
Clean and keep the place in order after the rehearsal and don't let strangers come in after closure. In exchange, free house and bill.
Not the dreamiest of the solutions, but for Hyunjin the alternative route, return at home with the tail between the legs, was not an option.
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Another growl snaps back Hj from his thoughts, the tea didn't do the work but still was too soon to eat. The only option at the moment: going outside and wander in the city. At least he can capture the beauty with his camera.
The Louvre always works his magic, hundreds of peoples chatting, laughing, smiling, that sight keep the thought of lunch outside Hj mind but something is out of place, the answer is soon clear, the museum is getting ready for the fashion week.
He keeps forgetting this type of stuff, it's not for him, to much attention, fake smile, press, the people that attend this kind of things usually are shallow and light minded, or at least this was his perception. After an hour of pictures and strolls he decided that was in fact the right time for that fucking meal. The return at home was quickened by the rainstorm behind his back, the only things that Hj doesn't need right now is a cold.
☼Lix☼
Here we go again.
Alarm at 4 am, close the suitcase, grab the water, stairs, manager, car, airport, flight that last more than a lifetime, countless time zone, zero sleep, airport (again), paparazzi, car, hotel.
Food, always in the room.
Always alone.
He is sick of this life, is sick to be always put around place like a doll.
I mean, the glamorous part is fantastic but the other side of the coin is an absolute nightmare.
Of course his only ever friend Chan will be on his side, but it's so far away right now that he doesn't even seem real.
After the breakfast and infinite rehearsal with the maison for the carpet and the runaway he's finally free, well not free free, but at least he can go to the gym and swimming pool of the hotel.
His heart tho, was not on the same page, so as he passed in front of the backdoor of the hotel, he's run away.
Hat, sunglasses, hair hidden inside the hoodie, who will recognise if he doesn't go in the crowd?
Come on, he is not that famous, maybe in Korea? But it's Paris for Christ sake.
It's basically nobody.
Oh, boy, he was so wrong.
After 5 minutes straight an horde of people starts to chase him.
Going back to the hotel it's out of discussion, the street is to crowded. The only solution is going forward, trying to leave behind the people and hide somewhere, then call the manager and let her rescue him.
So he runs, and runs, and out of the blue the rain is pouring. Blinded by the water the only viable option is the door on his right.
It's slightly open, so maybe someone it's inside and can help, better a single person that the insanity that's going on outside.
☽Hj☾
The rain started after all and the grip around the Hj heart tightened a little more.
The count of his flops with ballet company, the failure with the tests and the consequences with the dorm, the hunger, the homesick...
A little spark in the back of his head, now that the theatre is empty, now that nobody can watch him and judge him, now that it's free to be himself.
Just a little bit, just for a while.
So phone, speaker, towel, water and down to the stairs for the stage.
Lights on, one or two, he knows the place like his pockets so doesn't need to switch them all on.
The music starts, something slow but with an hint of rage, that type of music that runs under the skin and goes straight to the heart.
He is free now, zero problems, no bad or sad thoughts, just him and his dancing, flawless, smooth, the kind of dance that is so beautiful who can stroke in place someone who stumble upon an oper door to run away from the people in the street and from a thunderstorm.
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The door opens easily, he shuts quickly behind and rest just a moment, head and hands on the door, just in case.
After catching up with breath and heartbeat, he turned to see where he ended up but there was no light on, at least near him.
Sure he understands that ended up in a theatre, but the place was almost in the dark, so maybe the oper door was a mistake.
The only light came from the stage.
Little stomps and heavy breathing the only sounds, accompanied by a light but powerful music.
The thought that a couple was in between something crossed is mind for a brief moment but it wasn't realistic.
After a couple more steps into the parterre and Lix heart skipped a beat.
The most stunning boy was dancing on the stage, alone, the two lights drawings on him the most dramatic shadows, the sweat shining like fire due to the warm tone of the light.
A shivers running all over him.
That view was breathtaking, black hair, a slim but muscular figure, delicate and at the same time manly korean features, wait... Korean?
Wth, it's not possible.
☽Hj☾
The muscles start to burn for the dancing but at least all the worries had left his mind.
His playlist was coming to the end, so the next move is an hot shower and bed, before the comeback of hunger. Stupid money.
And here we go, bad thoughts and old habits.
Just before the last verse of the last song Hyunjin froze in place.
Lee Felix, the gorgeous korean supermodel, with the face of an angel and the voice of a demon, is in the middle of the parterre, staring him, dripping rain on the moquette.
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Now the only reasonable thing to do is stops the song, play cool, grab the towel and ask if he needs help.
I mean, what the hell is doing here otherwise.
~Hi!
Jin babbles, with the towel upon the head, the hair slightly curly from the friction.
~Do you need any help? I didn't see you before, you need to forgive me, the music, you know?!
His English was awful but at least understandable.
The guy tho, was not in the mood for an answer.
Maybe, Hj thought, he is scared of me, he's hella of famous, I can be a threat.
~Hi, again. (This time in korean, he knows that Felix is Australian and know English, but maybe not his crocked one)
~I know who you are, but I'm not dangerous, I'm just the caretaker of this place and I kinda use the theatre when I'm upset and...
He's practically bumbling a ton of useless information, he knows that but the silence is worst than anything and he is nervous, so fricking nervous.
Something in that infinite chaos of words of Hyunjin snaps back Lix, that give a sarcastic look to the poor guy on the stage.
•Hi. Sorry if I entered without permission, the door was open and I was running away from an horde of crazy people. I thought that the place was abandoned due to the absence of light but then I saw you and I...
He stopped just in time, what was thinking, saying a stranger dude that he couldn't move because the dancing and the beauty of him was breathtaking?
•Nevermind. I'm sorry, I just need to wait here my manager and I'll leave you, no worries.
A little smile peak through the wet hair and in the exact same moments Hj knows that he was screwed.
~Oh... Ok, I guess. You are soaking wet tho, are you sure you didn't want at least a towel or something?
What something! Stupid, you don't have something to offer him. You don't have food to splurge just to make a good impression!
Come on, put together your ass, he don't give a shit about you, a broke homeless nobody.
The face of Hyunjin tho have subtitles, because Lix read all and maybe more, answering to the questions with a simple
•The towel and a glass of water will be fine, thank you!
A wide huge smile spread across Lix face lighting the constellation of freckles on is face.
A wide huge grip tightened around Hj stomach, but this time was not hunger, at least not entirely, was something that he never even think about. Why this is happening with him tho? In the exact same moment he walks away from the theatre he will forget him.
He's is aware he is waiting for him but move from his spot means take that man into his space, his crocked little nest, with no food and a lot of his art scattered everywhere.
At the end of the day Felix will be in the Louvre, make his runaway, eating and drinking endless quantity of food, him and his place will be forgotten in seconds so, screw all, at least he can spend the afternoon with that God in human forms.
Just them.
Hyunjin, fuck you, put yourself together and stop it.
Felix in the meantime is tapping on the chair waiting for the guy.
Visually speaking it's not a problem at all, he can stare at that guy for ages, but the water is cold on his skin and the place it's not helping.
So when the guy went down from the stage and held out his hand to the proper introduction he shivered for the termic shock.
He was hot, a little sweaty.
Him cold freeze and humid.
~I'm Hyunjin by the way.
A timid smile and a wink.
•I'm Felix, but you knew already.
~Still, my pleasure to know you properly.
The hand went straight to the hair, the shyness back to his place like an old friend.
~My little apartment is just upstairs, but if you want you can wait here, if it's a problem for you.
I don't want to feel uncomfortable...
For Felix the idea of be alone with him is sneaking under his skin, make him thinking things.
Things that for someone like him are forbidden.
Too dangerous date with "normal" people, too dangerous date with girls that can find the truth, too dangerous date with guys because.
Just because.
It's still a huge thing in Korea for anyone, let alone for a famous people like him.
Still, Hyunjin is not in the same game and the problem isn't on the table.
Or not?
•Oh, it's ok. I can come upstairs.
Just upstairs means 5 flights of tiny stairs, that leads into a mansard with the most stunning view on the basilique du Sacré-Cœur, Lix didn't even realise how far he went during his getaway, but now, seeing the church, the city, he realize that maybe he's gone to far.
Lost in the cityscape he didn't notice right away that Hj is without the shirt.
Wait.
What the hell is without the shirt?
Just after a couple of minutes he is standing in front of him, with a new towel and a glass of water, a mug with hot black tea that emit scent of cinnamon, vanilla and other spice, the perfect aroma for the season.
~I'm sorry, is there a problem for you? I've taken off the shirt it was too sweaty!
•No, not at all, your home, your rule!
~You should take off too, tho, at least the hoodie!
•Ehm, actually I'm not wearing anything underneath the hoodie, I'm ok, thank you.
~Oh come on! I can borrow you something if it's a problem, I don't want you to get sick!
•Oh, well, ok...
The thing is that Lix is not a shy person, but somehow the idea of both of them half naked, wat for sweat and rain, is too dangerous at the moment.
~You know you can take a hot shower if you want, it's not a problem, I can give you some dry clothes!
•You are too kind, you need a shower more than me, and anyway the manager is on her way.
~As you wish then, I'll do it as soon as possible, make yourself at home!
The water is running hot and in the meantime Hj mind runs faster, so many things in so little time.
What was thinking offering a shower, is not his friend, and make yourself at home? How? The fridge is empty, idem the pantry. Stupid silly Hyunjin.
Meanwhile.
Stupid silly Felix, "the manager is on the way" what were you thinking about? He offers you all kinds of things and you respond like that?
When did you became so insensitive to kindness? Come on!
He said make yourself at home, maybe I can cook something to return the favour.
In the exact same moments two things happened in that room.
Two things that lead into a mess.
A mess make of rage, solitude, broken dreams, isolation, misunderstanding.
A mess of emotions.
But you know what, it's the kind of mess that twists your life, for better or for worse.
Felix opened the fridge, an empty fridge.
Hyunjin opened the bathroom door.
Hj frozen from fear. His biggest fear is that someone finds out how much is struggling.
Before a single thought crosses his mind his body already did the move.
He slams the fridge door and shouts towards Lix (or maybe the entire world) an absurd quantity of insults, for his lifestyle, his richness, his entitlement on his food, his spoiled behaviour.
Harsh words, none of them actually for his new friends but nonetheless he's the one who found out his secret.
And it burns.
He wish to bring back his words but it's too late. He crushed on the floor with only the towel around his waist, tears in the corner of his eyes, exhausted. His lungs struggled to fill with air.
The next few seconds however were even worse. Because Felix, the angelic, beautiful, solar, one of a kind Felix, didn't run away, didn't shout back, didn't defend himself, he just hugged him.
A long, strong hug.
Without judgement.
Without anger.
Without pity.
The more Hj cries, the more the hug is tightens.
His hand playing with strands of hair, Hyunjin wet messy hair, the vision is blurred, but he can see the smile, a little soft smile.
It's not a pitiable smile, it's sincere, and Hj can't hold anymore.
He was thinking of the idea of kissing him before, but now his heart moves faster and their lips were sealed together.
A moment of realisation, then the shock, what the hell he's doing.
Ok, the hug, ok the smile and the hair, but come on, a kiss? Stupid Hyunjin.
At least he can think about this and not the awful rant from before!
~I'm so sorry. I can't believe it. I'm a disaster, an awful person, and it's ok if now you decide to leave, the manager is on her way anyway, so you can go downstairs, wait for her there, you don't need to see me anymore, I'm really sorry, can you ever forgi...
Hyunjin didn't have the opportunity to finish his sentence because Felix stopped him with another kiss.
•Please stop.
He said after the second kiss.
•I didn't have the right to look into your stuff, you said make myself at home, and I wanted to make you something, but I made a mistake.
I knew something was off when you offered me just water but I didn't understand fully.
Please forgive me. I know it's not easy, when I moved from Australia I was alone in Korea and often skipped meals because the money wasn't enough.
I know what you are feeling, please believe me.
Jin now is in complete disbelief.
The rollercoaster of emotions in the last ten minutes was insane and Lix's confession was not definitely in his bingo card.
He didn't ever hear or read anything about this stuff.
But the only thing that now burn into his brain is that fucking kiss.
Felix past can wait.
Now he kiss him back.
That sunshine is on the floor with him and he returns the kiss.
Hj is breathless again, but now for a total different reason.
So now what?
He turned his head towards his companion, the urge to know if something is really happening or if it's all in his mind.
Black watery eyes lost in the blue ones, light smile, trembling hands, messy hair and a loose towel.
He tried again to kiss Felix, that froze just a little, he knows that nobody needs to know the truth, for both of them is an issue, but in this bubble, this moment frozen in time, no one will know.
So they kiss, a softer one, and then a deeper one.
•Are you ok?
~Yeah, why?
•I don't want to exploit your vulnerability right now, I can stop if you are not comfortable.
~No no, I'm ok. And you? This is new to me, I didn't know that you are into guys.
•No, I'm ok. No one knows, not even my manager, but it's ok. When I saw you before, on the stage, my heart skipped a beat. You are stunning, your dance, your art, look around us, I don't know where to look, or maybe I do, but I don't want to stare at you again!
His laugh fills the room with something warm, like the spring sun and cozy like a blanket.
Feels almost like home.
Hj heart melts away, his armour put aside, now it's his time to share.
So he tells his story, his dream, his passion, the struggle, why it ended up in that attic, the importance of succeeding in his path.
In the middle of the tails, tho, the rain stopped, and somehow they knew that something was about to change.
The towel of Hj is practically untied and lay down is thighs, Lix mind trying to stay focused but is hard.
The only things that Hyunjin is able to describe at this point is his story about that morning, with the people, the smile, the artist, and few moments later his mouth is on Lix's one again and his hands all over his skin.
Somehow he succeeded to mumbles something about Lix being too much dressed and the second later he is naked, with just the boxer on.
Hj is speechless, sunshine my ass, his body can complete with a greek good.
Lix froze seeing his look, afraid for the reaction but there is one thing that never lies.
His reaction down there is the only thing that he needs to know. It's ok, he is wanted, no sort of rejection. No more thinking.
Now it's time to enjoy the body of his new friend, so he starts to kiss is neck wandering with is tongue, down his chest, through is nipples.
The moan that comes from Hj is food for his soul, the joy that sparks after every reaction is priceless.
The shivers on Jin's body are the most satisfying reward.
It's his first time, but he can manage it. The body basically guides him like if it's always ready for this moment.
Like if Hyunjin was meant to be.
A few moments later between a little pinch on his nipple and a light mark on the side of his chest, he discovered that is the first time for Hyunjin too, and this seems to put all the pieces in the right place.
Almost like destiny.
They've spent the afternoon trying all the first time they've come up with.
The most interesting discover was that they love receiving almost like giving.
And that was the fun part.
Knowing that they can experience all the feelings that they can give each other.
After a few hours of wonderful sex, amazing cuddles and tender aftercare, Hyunjin stomach makes those awful sounds that he knows very well, this time tho wasn't his fault, the dance practicing and the other couply activities consumed all the food he ate earlier!
A tender look in Felix eyes makes Hyunjin reddened, his attempt to hide miserably failed.
Felix phone bips a couple of times, the manager, he explains.
But now, the only thing that matters is Hj well bean and that means food.
A smirk on his face, terror on the other one.
~What's up, Lix? Are you ok?
Hj it's trying to play cool but deep inside he knows that now Lix is going to tell him that this was a mistake, that he needs to sing something for privacy, but in the meantime he can't stop playing with Lix's hair. They are so soft, you can guess that with all the blonde things is hair was damaged but apparently they're not.
And his freckles, always hidden from foundation, he can't keep it to himself, so before Lix answers, he spits this out of his mind.
~Anyway, your freckles are amazing, I can't understand why they cover all the time.
•Ehm, I'm ok, about the freckles, I'm the one insicure about it, I always hated it, but you liked it, why?
~Why? They're yours Lix, they make you unique.
You are always stunning but with your freckles out, you are breathtaking.
Another growl, this time isn't avoidable.
The smirk peaks through again on Lix's face.
~What, what's up with the smirk, you are planning something.
•Do you fancy a night out? I have a car and a room full of clothes to use!!!
~Wth are you talking about?
•Me, you, a runaway at the Louvre. I walk, you can eat.
After that we will eat and drink together, promise.
Hj is above and beyond. This isn't what he's expected from the sunshine draped behind him.
~Are you sure about that? You didn't know me, maybe it's a bad idea, what about your manager, your contract, your fans...
•Oh come on, I want you there. Please!
A little pout came through Lix face, paired with cute boba eyes.
How he can resist!
But I mean, he was screwed from the beginning, and he knows that.
So they went.
Lix did the runaway, Hj eat and drink like if it's not tomorrow, but with grace, it's an artist after all.
And then they drink it in the hotel room, alternating food, alcohol and a lot of sex.
At the end of the night it was easy for him wanting to stay.
Easier for Lix to ask him to stay.
Deep down the rain did it to him a big favour.
The morning came through the window, Hyunjin ready to go back to his old life.
At least he has an unforgivable night, to look for when the darker days come.
Lix wakes up, his head on Hj chest, the heartbeat is like a lullaby. He never sleeps that well in ages.
He knows that Hj is ready to disappear from is life, but he doesn't.
It's the only good thing.
The only hope.
Usually he is the one called sunshine, but Hyunjin is his.
A bip from his phone.
/Hey mate, so have you decided? When you stop flying around the world and start working with me? You know, this project that I have in mind is huge, and a need for you. Let me know.
Chan./
This. This is the answer for all his prayers.
•Hey you, good morning...
A kiss, a featherlight brush on his cheek, a smile that reaches his eyes.
•So, I have a proposal for you.
~Oh really?
•Yep, a friend of mine, Chan, is trying to start a kpop group, he needs me for my voice, you know, the deep one, but is looking for dancers and vocals, you could be the perfect visual... you know?
And art isn't a thing for school, you are already perfect, do you didn't want to go back home?
Please say yes.
~Chan? Chan like the Australian guy Chan that is called Chris too?
•Yup, him, why?
~It's like the only best friend that I ever had, he tried to pull me in on his project but I already signed for school and he didn't push so much. It's a wonderful project tho.
•Sooo, it's a yes?
~Yeah, it's a yes!
•Great! I tell him right away. But not about you.
I want to make him a surprise. I know He will love it!
Next stop, your place. You need to pack up!
~Yeah, I guess so!
A wide smile spread across Lix face, bare, without make up and just awake, is the most stunning view that Jin ever seen.
He just can't believe how much his life turned upside down just in a matter of hours.
A kiss on his cheek snaps him back from his daydreaming.
•Just to be sure, it's a yes for him, and for me, right?
~Yeah, silly little sunshine. It's a yes for you too.
They didn't go packing until late afternoon.
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