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Renji Isamu. Male, 29 years old. Bisexual. Number 1 celebrity gay novelist in Japan. Handsome, thick wallet, professional, but live in sorrow. Renji is used to doing one night stands. With mens. With girls. With friends. With whores. For him everything is same. In the past, Renji wasn't like that. Deep disappointment has changed him. His father hates him being able to love men too, Renji is separated from Veer and his family from Netherland. He fled ... And then lived alone in Japan. In Japan Renji falls in love with Jean. A girl. But, he fell broken again. When he was about to get serious with Haru, a guy, reality had slapped him hard. Two failed marriages. Renji doesn't want to live a life of romance and fuck everyone. However, one day Renji met Ginnan Takahashi. A gigolo. Male prostitutes in a 24 hour bar. They met accidentally. They stare at each other without a plan. And they fell in love with so many stories. . . . . A POETRY FROM GINNAN TO RENJI: ["I could be anything in the world, but i wanted to be his"] ["I don't believe in magic, but they said 'You will, when you see him"] ["He is a mess, but he is a masterpiece"] ["And how dare the world to take him"] ~ Amsterdam, Midnight. . . . Follow My IG: @er_himmel

Om_Rengginnang · LGBT+
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213 Chs

28 NOISY HEART

What will happen, will happen.

Ginnan didn't care anymore. He just has to take a shower, get out of here, and finish his work right? After all, it's only been two weeks. All this time he had stayed in sex sales, and all was well.

"Eh?"

Strangely, as soon as Ginnan came out of the bathroom, there was only silence. Renji isn't there. The man is nowhere, even the traces of his seat are neat. Barely like it's ever been occupied.

"Where is he?" Ginnan muttered. Confused.

"Who are you looking for?"

DEG

Ginnan turned around, Renji had just closed the door. The man was from nowhere, his clothing attributes were complete. Layers of sweaters, a very warm knee-length overcoat with a thick gray scarf.

Renji's shoulders and head were covered with snow marks. In his hand, the man was carrying a paper shopping bag.

["W-What's in the paper bag?"] Ginnan thought.

Ginnan didn't recognize the shiny shop logo. To be sure, he was sure the things bought in there couldn't be cheap.

"You… where have you been?" ask Ginnan. The man was still in the bathrobe and water dripped from his hair.

Before Renji could answer, another bell rang which turned out to be from two hotel clerks. They were young, dressed in black and white uniforms with blooming skirts, and pushed in on a dinner table on wheels.

"Excuse me…"

Renji pointed to a spot. "Put it there."

"Ok, Sir."

And the two of them immediately came out again after arranging everything neatly. There is a lot of expensive food there. Ginnan didn't know what it was called, but what was certain, the table was a full and very good smell.

"Have you had dinner?" Renji asked. The man turned to him with the same blank expression on his face.

"Not yet," Ginnan replied. "Of course not."

["Wait, why is this guy asking me out to dinner? Didn't he just want to touch me?"] Ginnan thought again.

Renji took off his scarf and coat. Then sit down. The man placed his groceries carelessly next to his feet. "Then sit down," he said. "Unless you're not hungry."

Ginnan was more confused. He squeezed his bathrobe briefly before sitting down next to Renji. As if he had forgotten everything, the man took for his chopsticks and knife to eat his meals.

Wasn't he the same man who had sent Ginnan into the bathroom, as if he were looking at a beggar in dirty clothes?

"Why?" Renji asked again. The man stopped chewing his flesh and turned his head.

"I'm even more surprised by you," said Ginnan.

"Why me?"

Actually, Ginnan wanted to be honest about it, but he was too shy and instead asked Renji about dinner.

"What are you ordering this much for?" Ginnan asked. His forehead formed small wrinkles.

Renji's answer was unexpected. "Just eat what you like," he said. "I just don't know your taste." Then just keep eating.

"What?"

Renji didn't respond. Ginnan rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. Because… maybe because he was really, really desperate, now on this sofa he's still wearing a white bathrobe without wearing anything else. He thought, as soon as he came out Renji would destroy him. Make love with him, but now…

"You're not hungry, aren't you—"

"No! It's not like that!" said Ginnan quickly. He immediately picked up his chopsticks subconsciously. "I'm hungry. I'm really, really hungry. So, thank you…"

"Hn."

"But…" Ginnan looked down at his empty plate and the enormous array of dishes in front of him. "…but next time you should ask first. I mean, look at everything. How can we possibly spend it? Though you don't have to worry, I'll eat the meat."

Renji couldn't help but glance at Ginnan, this time. Ginnan himself was unconscious and immediately corrected his speech.

"Yeah… just gave the best advice. Instead of you being so wasteful like this"

"Then just eat."

After that, Ginnan followed the flow. He ate in silence. But pay attention to Renji's movements now and then. The guy wasn't as bad as he looked, and Haru was right. Renji can treat someone well as long as he is interested. Even tend to be excessive.

"Your flesh almost fell," Renji said.

Ginnan immediately realized he hadn't chewed in a while. "Uh, yes." Then devour the pieces of chicken thighs in his chopsticks.

Upfront, the television changed channels several times. Renji moved it around with lazy eyes. Now and then while drinking juice and clearing his throat, he found a rebroadcast of the Naruto Shippudden movie, who knows what era. To be sure, the scene shown is still the character's childhood and unfortunately… until the time of his first kiss with Sasuke on the Konohagakuen bench.

Legendary crash (and lovely) scene. Ginnan had already watched this part with Hiro and they both laughed at them back then. But of course, now it's impossible. Because the one by his side was Renji.

"Mn, by the way… when are you going to use me?" Ginnan asked. Once the broadcast program is over.

Renji put down his empty plate and lit his cigarette with an astonished look on Ginnan face. "Why?"

"Mn… I mean, I might be getting sleepy."

Ginnan turned his gaze to the plate, Renji replied casually. "If you're sleepy, just sleep."

"What?"

"Are you deaf?"

Ginnan shook his head vigorously. They then looked at each other. "No. Of course not."

"So you want to make love to me?"

DEG

"No! Of course not!"

Ginnan exclaimed as fast as the wind. But damn, the man had already shifted focus and grabbed the side of his face this time.

"Masochist…" Renji said. Then blew Ginnan's face with smoke. Making the man close tightly with quivering eyelashes.

"You're not a smoker, you see. That's great."

"Mn—hey…of course," Ginnan said. As soon as the puff began to disappear. "I don't like living an unhealthy life."

"Ho…" Renji said. "But you just seduce me."

"S-Seduce? What?!" Ginnan's face brightened for a moment.

"Do you want me to ask you for sex?" ask Renji. Unexpected.

DEG

"When I-"

"Who was shaking under me earlier?"

And the pale face began to be decorated with a red hue.

"I… I'm not shaking." Ginnan's eyes instantly stiffened.

"Ho… okay. Don't think so." Ginnan squeezed the spoon subconsciously.

"Well, I… now that I think about it. This is indeed my job. If I have to give you sex, it can't be helped."

"Then close your eyes."

"What?"

Ginnan's eyes widened.

"I told you to close your eyes."

"Oh okay."

To be honest, Ginnan hated himself. If he had built his confidence earlier, it was like nothing. Renji's breath was already close to his neck by this time. The smell of nicotine is intoxicating. But this time minus the smoke. The man must have stubbed out the end of his cigarette.

"Your heart is noisy."

If possible, Ginnan wanted to have three eyes to see what was going on out there. "Mn… that-this is my first time with a man," he replied reflexively. "So… scary."

After that, something soft grazed Ginnan's lips slowly. Renji's lip. The taste is moist, and a bit spicy. The meat sauce that was still full of flavor contributed to Ginnan's taste. But only for a moment, the crush was gone. Ginnan noticed that only his breathing had turned a bit heavy.

"Now I ask, do you want me to use a condom or not?"

DEG

Gulp.

"C-Con—what did you just say?"

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