#rj 002

*.. The  went from his left hand to the right, then back to the left and again the same movement for about five minutes. It wasn’t dark outside anymore but it was raining, something Giz’zo remembered RJ didn’t like. “Fuck it.” He shook his head and threw the knife to the floor. The boy spent the night in his house, in his bed, using one of his shirts and somehow he didn’t care. And that was messing with his head. Giz didn’t trust people, he didn’t feel anything for anyone, he was out of touch with his emotions for the longest time after the many things he had to do... And yet - instead of kicking him out, what he wanted to do was touch his hair. It was ridiculous. “What da fuck is happenin’!?”

___ the fair was actually entertaining. gian wasn’t a big fan of crowds or mass events like that one, but right now, the smile on his boyfriend’s face had no comparison and he would totally go the whole two weeks if he could see it every day. “ya are the cutest, know that?” said before biting the lollipop he was eating. they had gotten fantasy married, but truth was - that he would do the real thing. even if it seemed soon to probably everyone that knew them, giz knew for rj he would do anything. “we shall stay at a all-paid hotel tonight. what do ya think? take it as a honeymoon.”