3 SECOND SCAR

Instead of agreeing, Renji said in a commanding tone. "I want a prostitute."

"What?" Honestly, Haru thought his ears had already been damaged. 

"Order a whore." Renji repeated. He looked straight at Haru. Haru was silent for a moment, but he finally smiled. 

"Ren ... what you need is rest," he said softly. "I'll impress. Certainly. But if your condition is getting better, understand? " 

"You don't understand what I said?" 

Haru was stunned. Three seconds later, Renji was already pulling the nape of the neck roughly. Kiss it. Touch it. And pushed him to the lounger. 

"Ren!" Haru protested. He hit and pushed Renji's shoulder. "Hey, already! Ren! " 

Renji was actually getting worse. He covered Haru's lips with his hand and started to make many red trails on the neck. "Ren! Oh my God ... have you forgotten where we are? "

"Shut up!" 

"Ummppff!" 

The limo driver up ahead even glanced at the front rearview mirror before closing the small connecting hole. Find it safe. Or are they accustomed to dealing with the behavior of the special guests they accompany. 

PLAQUE! 

Haru reflexively retreated backwards as soon as Renji started to stop. His friend was silent. His face was covered with messy hair. Awkwardly, Haru turned his head to his shaking palms after giving him a harsh slap.

"Ren, I don't mean that ..." said Haru. He immediately approached again and cupped Renji's cheeks. He brushed the hair aside, but Renji brushed it off. 

"Don't touch me." Haru kept coming. 

"Ren ..." Haru knew what Renji needed now was understanding. His friend was a bit temperamental. But when he got angry at him, he never really refused. "You have to calm down ..." Haru hugged, and stroked the back. 

Renji was silent and let his forehead rest there. Even though his shoulders are small, it is always Renji's place to rely on when his relationship with Jean is in trouble. Haru closed his eyes. Honestly he was tired too. During this time being Renji's best friend and sex partner, he automatically remembers anything about this man without exception. His feelings, thoughts, secrets, and all matters of work and even his family ... Renji never forbids him from meddling.

Including about Jean. When he reached Renji's penthouse, Haru again had to reach into the man's pants pocket to unlock the door. And when he entered, he was never surprised again if his body was immediately pressed against the door. Be spotted. Haru would let it be if he could lighten Renji's mind. He hugged, kissed, and clung back to his neck. And as his shirt started to rise to his chest, he pushed Renji's shoulders. 

"Hey, wait," he said. "You're not a message whore?" 

Renji's gaze dimmed. "Not." 

"Oh ..." Haru sighed. "What now?" 

Without an answer, Renji lifted Haru slowly. Haru memorized the movements of the man himself. He wrapped his legs around Renji's muscular waist and immediately held his body in his arms as soon as the man slammed him onto the bed. Next? Of course they make love. As usual. 

Sometimes Renji just let it be up there. Leading the move at the start then dipped deep after. But that morning suddenly the room was empty. The car contact that had been hanging from the headstand was lost.

Sign that Renji has left. Again, the number is blocked when calling. And Renji didn't leave any traces of the location because his cellphone was turned off. 

"Oh my God ..." Haru sighed tiredly. He had never been allowed to interfere in Renji's departure all this time. "I hope you keep coming back, Ren." He locked the screen and closed his eyes again. "As usual."

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Inside an underground bar. It was dim, empty of visitors, and only the servants remained. The employee leaves whoever is still sleeping on the table and clears the empty space. The 24 hour bar does work like that. Sometimes a couple on a one night stand still embraced on the long sofa. Covered by a piece of clothing or something not at all. 

That morning, Renji was the one who fell asleep. But alone on the single sofa. He's so calm without bothering. A servant approached. He took the extra money and tips that had been lying on the table, then cleared his empty beer bottle without waking it up.

"Hey, have you seen that man?" But the surroundings are still noisy. 

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NB: I recommend reading the author's notes for each chapter as well. Because there are things that are quite important to know.