Author: caffe PM
..How much do you really know about me?" I questioned him, peering deeply into the eyes looking back down on me. I was almost afraid of the answer. It was my fault for not telling him, or his fault for not asking. : Ren/Luxi : yaoi : T for safety.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Romance - Words: 569 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-10-10 - id: 2846495
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Magazine Lies : prologue
a / n * Luxi is an in-progress model, male. Ren is his perverted ( boy )-friend.
Luxi's POV ;
I don't tell him many things about myself. I really don't. And I don't really have a good reason to do so. I suppose I want him to figure it out on his own. Why? Because . . because I like him, I really do. Ren, I mean. He's a perverted idiot, with an insatiable craving to .. touch me. I can't say that I really .. HATE it. But I do not love it, either. The attention I get from him, it's a mixture or something I want; and something that I completely hate. This may sound conceded ( yet true ), but I get enough attention from other people. Magazine writers. Paparazzi. Fans. I get that enough. I'm not sure that if what Ren shows me is love. Anywho. As I said, Ren is an idiot. But I do love him .. So, today, I guess I could tell him about myself. Clearly, I'm not the person in the magazines.
"Hmm ~ ?"
"Mhmmm . . "
"Oi. REN." I hissed quickly, snapping my fingers in front of the brunette's face. I frowned lightly, showing my disapproval of him mentally undressing me with his eyes. Sadly, it wasn't the first time that happened. Not twenty minutes ago we returned to my house, after checking out a newly-opened cafe in town.
"Yes, Luxi-chan?" Ren finally answered me with a decent response. He rocked back on his heels and caught my hands within his own, pulling my smaller body towards himself. He was soft, in all honestly. I bit back a small smile. Ren fell back, onto a plush couch, I remained in his lap.
" . . How much do you really know about me?" I questioned him, peering deeply into the eyes looking back down on me. I was almost afraid of the answer. Secretly, it would be a little depressing if he knew nothing; even if Ren was an idiot. But that would be my fault anyways. Or his fault for not asking.
"Eh? Hmm, well." The brunette paused, he looked like he was deep in thought. I was happy to see that he suddenly grinned. "I know you like your job. You hate it when I tease you . ." He dipped his head down, allowing his lips to graze at my neck.
I tensed slightly. " . . like this." He whispered softly, I could hear the amused grin in his words, because he knew that he was right. I hated being teased. I could feel gentle, feather-like pecks along my neck. Then he pulled away. "I know that . . you love me. " Ren smirked, leaning closer again to kiss my lips. My lips quirked lightly in response.
"Is that all you know, Ren?" I asked, showing a look of faint disappointment after drawing back away. He chuckled nervously; his attempts in trying to laugh it off were clearly a failure. "Let me tell you some things, then, alright?" I smiled softly, hopping up from his lap to sit in another near-by chair. Ren showed a look of amusement. "Alright, baby, I'm all ears ~."
a / n * My first story of them, watchu think? ;]
Their personalities are somewhat still being constructed; as well as some other small details.
I'm not quite sure how the story will go. ;;