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Somehow he knew from the start that he was fucked up.
The moment that he saw those absolutely beautiful amazing golden eyes, he knew that he couldn't escape from this.
They were unique. A shade only fitting to him. Beautiful. Not too bright. Not too dark. A perfect shade of gold. Not an imitation. Unlike some.
Loving Baam was easy. So utterly easy. Like breathing air. And even that was harder. Loving him was easy, yeah. So much that it made him forget where they were. What they were doing.
So when that day, only a piece of clothes came back to him, he fallen.
He was in the Tower. Where life and death were dancing with each other in a frenzied dance. They were in the Tower. And dear, oh dear little Baam, was oh so kind and delicate. Somehow, it wasn't a place where that beautiful, divine little angel was supposed to be. He should have never been here. Never.
Even if it was to follow Rachel. He shouldn't have come in the Tower, in a place so dirty. The place that was going to corrupt his purity. No. It was a sad thing to say even from him, but little Baam should have stayed in that cave. Far from the danger. Far from that corruption.
Even if that meant not knowing him.
It would have been better.
Little Baam would have lived longer.
Those eyes would have been forever bright and shining.
Now, they were dull.
Lifeless.
Or at least that was how he imagined them.
Somehow, they appeared like that in his dreams. Dull. Empty. Dark. Lifeless. With a bloody body.
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't—
Tears weren't stopping.
He was dead. He was dead. He was dead. He was—
And yet, it wasn't even the worst part of all this story.
No.
It has to be worse than that. He wanted to protect him. To protect those eyes. And yet—
He couldn't even protect him.
That fucking—
He wanted to kill her.
To kill her.
To kill her.
To kill her to kill her to kill her to kill—
He has to calm down. He was going nowhere like that.
So yes. He was completely whipped. At the bottom of the whippedzone. But he was dead.
Shitty situation yeah, he knows.
But he has to keep living. For Baam. For his wish. To kill her.
Now he wasn't expecting much from life. Life gave him hope, a sunshine, and mercilessly tore it in little pieces like dust. Yeah, he wasn't expecting much.
So yes, when he stopped in the middle of the street, his body like stone, in front of that poster, it was really surprising. Not to him. He will never admit it but he hadn't even realized that he was standing like that. Noooo. Poor poor little Ran was the most surprised. Expecially when he bumped into him, nose red from the impact.
"What the— A.A what the hell are you doing ???!!!"
He blinked. Once. Twice. And turned away.
"Nothing. Nothing."
He swallowed hardly.
"Let's go. We have to join the others before sunset."
He ignored the strange look of Ran and walked, the most naturally possible. While in his head a war started.
What the fuck what the fuuuuck !!!! Cute cute cute cute—
Okay Aguero. Calm down. Caaalm.
HE LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE BAAM I'M CRYINGJIFJIOZHFOIZGHZO
What was that already ? "Raising cute boys" ? What a fitting name, they know what they talk. Though they should have given him a much honeylike hue to his eyes, instead of that simple brown color. He would have been perfect.
He grumbled. What the fuck was he thinking ? Of course he would have never been perfect, only Baam was. He had other things to think. Like who to recruit in his team. Yeah it was much more important than that fucking poster of that game with that precious Baamlike guy. Yeah, it was much more important.
"—..A.A !!!"
He jumped a little, surprised, and swallowed.
"Yes Ran ?"
The younger Khun looked at him, squinting his eyes.
"What the hell is happening to you A.A ? 'been one minute that I'm calling you. What, the poster was that intriguing ? What was it about ?"
If he could, he would have buried himself right this moment.
"Not really. Was just in though that's all. Thinking about who to recruit now that we're on the 20th floor.
- ... Only that ?"
Yeah okay, he may not have been that convincing. He cleared his throat.
"Of course, what else should I think about at two days from the test ?"
He looked in his eyes, silently, then sighed.
"...Is that so"
He gulped, and proceeded.
... He ended up buying it.
He hadn't intended at first. Really. He had many things to do, like going up now that they had one more member, Gyetang, and passed the test (a really nice addition, should he say. A little annoying with his worship of Androssi, but at least the new member knew how to cook (Novick's cooking was perfect, but he wasn't there for this). Really... He was just a little curious. One research in his lighthouse showed him that it was a pretty popular game, so yeah, he dug a little. Seems like it was a game focused on seven guys, all cute.
His name was Antares.
And he was really, really cute.
Well it was a given, seeing that he looked so much like Baam.
Anyway, he brought it. And thank god the members of that team had enough sense to not open his packages, he would have died in the spot otherwise.
(No he wasn't bitter about Shibisu, no. And no, he will never talk about that one time that he ordered some private things and that idiot just opened the fucking package like that. In the end the two were embarrassed)
So here he was, looking at the box, and trying to figure at how does that... Was it a Switch ? Yeah if he remembers well, anyway now he was trying to find how the heck it worked. Simple as that. Okay so he had to turn it on first. Okay, he was good. Customization ? Date ? He doesn't fucking care god, he just wanted to play ! Pass. Pass. Pass.
Okay. Now he had to put the card's game. Nice. And now ? Okay he can start now. Hallelujah !! His eyes stayed on the screen, concentrate. The screen turned white, a little background music resonating, making him turn it off. Then the screen burst out with colors, with gold, pink, green and blue, to finally settle to a college's yard point of view.
"Tap screen to start !" in bold blue color.
He tapped. And the introduction appeared.
The setting was clear: The player was playing a new student at a college, where, surrounded of many handsome friends, he would meet a bullied student. The bullied student was chosen at the menu, between the seven men. After the meeting with the boy, missions were set to 'raise' the cutie physically and psychologically, so that he won't be bullied again. The player had two options after that: One was to stay focused on his first choice and start the romantic path, two was to add another one, and upgrade him too. After that the player could choose the path that he wanted. Well he doesn't really care about the other choices, but some players explained that it was better to raise at least two of them. Because of some choice or something like that in a scene.
And heck there was a friendzone path apparently. One wrong step and it was the friendzone.
Now, back to the game. He selected Antares, of course he was going to choice him. Why else would he play this game ? And a descriptive card of the character appeared with the most important information like his age, his grade and his favorite things. After reading everything he tapped to continue, where he could apparently create his own character with the proposed options.
Somehow I understand why this game is so popular, for what I know, they're not that many games that let you so many choices. You can even change the gender.
So yeah, it was really detailed.
In the end he just made himself. Or the most alike at least. There wasn't blue hair like his so he ended up choose a whitish color, with blue eyes clearer. But well it was expected. And in a sense it was better. Antares wasn't Baam, and so he wasn't going to create a perfect copy of himself for the game. He was Baam's, only Baam's.
Anyway, his character was created, now he could really start.
What. The. Hell
What the hell is that ?!
Was it even possible ??
Let's talk about this, why does this cutie have ALL his hair in front of his face ??? And after he can't understand why he was bullied ??? God was he stupid ??? First, I want to know who the hell keep their hair like that ??? Even if it's a game I can clearly see the split end it's just—
If one day, I meet someone like that, I swear to Zahard that I take that person right away at the hairdresser ! How can someone be that bad at taking care of their hair ??? And if you can't take care of it just keeps them short god ! Oh my heart, it's hurting me just like that. And— Oh my god what the heck why the conditioners are so expensive ??? What the heck is that ? I'll have to work ?? Okay okay that's logic yeah but even so, the price— And I only win 5 point per day ??? It'll take forever at this rate !
He sighed, resigned.
Well, no choice I guess, there must have a way no ? It's not possible otherwise.
He selected one of the jobs proposed, at a library.
At the same time, in the street, Ran passed in front of the poster with Novick, groceries in hands.
"Don't you think that lately, Khun had been quite happy ? Usually he is always stiff and cold, but just now, before we left, he had a little smile.
The smaller kept silent, not bothering to speak, until he came to a halt.
" Ah.
- What is it ?
- The other day, I went with A.A around here. He was completely frozen by a poster.
- Frozen ? It must be something then, what was the poster about ?
- Don't know, didn't want to tell me."
He frowned, intrigued. They kept walking, 'till Ran stopped in front of a shop.
" Here, must have been this pos— "
His mouth was wide open.
"— ter"
The taller man looked at the poster, curious. Red eyes opened wide.
"... You're sure that it was this one... ?
- Never had been as sure as today."
What the hell ????
"... M-Maybe they already changed it ?"
Khun was proud of himself, really. His team took all the tests easily, and he even has been able to get a new member, a really good one at that. And should he say, he didn't force him, okay ? No no Sir. So now that he had a little time to himself, he could take advantage of this to be productive.
He was on the Switch.
Yes, he was really proud of himself. Now the cutie looked almost like Baam, with an innocent, beautiful smile which radiated the sun, is hair, shorter and much fluffier, and his kindness. Now he was like the poster. Though, something was still bugging him.
Looking at the screen, a pout formed on his lips, while he was deep in his thought.
Okay that's it, I will fucking alter this game, as if I had the patience to pass 365 days to just get a fucking conditioner ! Yes let's do this, like that; money won't be a—
"Are you fucking pouting A.A ?"
He jumped, panic wrote in all his face, and hide the switch as fast as possible. Fuck. He forgot to close his door.
"Again... What. The. Hell A.A"
Coughing, he looked from the corner of his eyes Ran.
"So er... What do you want Ran ?
- No no no no, don't try to change the subject A.A. What the fuck was that ? Since when did you have a fucking switch ??
- I don't see what you mean.
- Don't try to fool me, it was a switch in your hands, and you were pouting.
- No I—
- KHUN HAS A SWITCH ?!"
He squeaked. Here came the most loud and annoying of his team.
"No Dan, I don't have a swit— "
In less than one second, a switch was in the hands of Dan.
"So, what are you playing ? Animal Crossing ? Mario ? Pokemon ? Or Zelda ??? Oh maaaan, I swear we need to organize Switch's party !!!! So, which one do you have ???"
He looked at the screen, and frozen. In a blink of an eye, the console was back in Khun's hands, trying to hide the screen as much as possible.
"You really do have a death wish right, Dan ?"
Poor little Dan has only been able to regain consciousness before fainting, upon seeing the Devil's eyes. And for Ran ? Well, let's say that Khun had to buy him a lifetime supplies of yogurt.
That aside, life with his team was pretty comfortable. Novick always confronted Ran in a fight, Apple was always looking at some new products while trying to find Cassano, Michael was taking care of uh... Rachel, (please, he didn't want to talk about her it already disgusted him that he has to hug her), Gyetang was watching the TV, admiring... Androssi... God just talking about her itched him she was always way too close to his Baam, with Dan. Talking about him, seems that his glare did quite the work, the scout tried with all his might to not look at him and make any mistakes. A really good things.
Though, lately, they seemed to be quite strange. Looking at each other in the corner of the eyes, whispering between themselves and abruptly stopping when he was coming. Something was fishy. And for the first time, he didn't even know what was happening.
Thankfully, everything came into place when one day, after coming back from groceries, the all house was dark.
"What the..."
He frowned, walking with prudence, trying to catch even just one little sound. It's not until he reached the living room that he put the pieces of the puzzle together.
"SURPRIIIIIIIIIISE"
In front of him, the members of his team (with Rachel, in her fucking wheelchair) were gathered around the table, singing (Though Ran was just standing there, a party blower in his mouth, blowing it at times, Novick definitely forced him in this, or Dan, seeing his annoyed look), where a big white cake with numerous lighted candles were put.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAY !!!"
Yeah, okay. So that was why they were all like this. He'll have to congratulate them to put everything together without him noticing it. Well he himself forgot his birthday today, so that wasn't that strange. If he was being honest, he would have said that the attention pleased him just a little. But he wasn't the type to be honest, and after waiting one fucking hour in a line at the store, he just wanted to lie down in his bed and came back at his cutie. From what he could see he almost finished it, and he was quite excited to see it. Was it going to be a cliffhanger ? Or was it going to be a real ending, with them moved in the same house, married with many children and with that beautiful smile that nearly killed him—
Oups, seems that he was gone a little too far, placing his own fantasy in it. Nobody saw this, okay ?
Back to the matter, without being able to say a thing, he was pushed near the table (Dan won't escape another death later, he has been warned) and forced to sit in front of the cake. Sighing, he looked at them.
"Why did you do something like that again ?
- Oh come ooooon, it's your birthday of course we were going to do it !!! You even have some presents !"
He sighed again.
"And which one of you had that amazing idea ?
- Dan.
- Ran ! We all agreed to keep this hidden !!!"
Tears appeared at the corner of his eyes, afraid of the consequence. And of course it was him, in all those years with them it was the first time that it happened.
"....Why does that not even surprise me ? You do know that I don't really like sweets right ?"
All of them stayed silent. That is, 'till Ran spoken.
"It's chestnut."
He straighten up, looking at the cake.
"So ? What are you wanting for ? Did you bake a cake to just look at it ?"
With a grin, Novick took the plates, while Gyetang cut the cake. Well at least the frosting wasn't that sweet. And the presents weren't that bad either. Though it seemed that he had one more surprise, seeing that Dan was at his door fidgeting and looking nervous.
"What is it ? And make it quick."
Okay he should have been a little nicer, but he couldn't help it. He was like this after all. Only one person could make him.... Bearable.
"Look uh... Igotyousomethingtoapologizeaboutlasttimeishouldnthavelookedatitwhenyouclearlydidntwantto !"
What the—
"Okay.... Repeat again, but slower."
He gulped.
"I-I got you something to apologize about last time, I shouldn't have looked at it when you clearly don't wanted to"
His eyebrows raised, intrigued.
"And you got me what.... ?"
He took out of his bag a little box, wrapped in a blue gift-wrap. Eyeing it suspiciously, Khun took it and unwrapped it.
He gasped.
"What the—
- I thought that maybe you would like it, and I swear I won't talk to anybody about this !!! "
He nodded, still entranced, and mumbled a fast thank you. Seeing that Khun won't kill him, the scout took his leave without another word, because thank you but he valued his life, and seeing another embarrassing moment of the bluet would be is death.
Silently, Khun was admiring the package.
Raising cute boys II
So they created a sequel ! Hold on, his cutie was there right ?
Ooooh here he was, looking all beautiful. Happiness overflowed in him.
He was at one finger to just dance.
Really.
Thanks Dan, next time I will remember to only kill you in the lasts without much pain.
But oh god, his close shot are just perfect. With those pink little lipsjfiezfzoiehzoiehvzoiefhiozef !!!!!! Is it just me or does he look more like Baam now ??
He gulped, and as in a trance, placed his lips on it.
Something fell at his door. With panic, he looked at it.
Ran.
His yogurt on the floor.
Eyes wide open.
All his face turned red.
"... Why is it always me..."
His shocked expression turned to one of annoyance.
" You owe me 1000000000 yogurt, A.A"
He leaned himself to grab the poor yogurt and walked away of the older's room, trying to forget what he just saw.
He was totally screwed.
But well, he could only think of all of this for some day, because Apple finally found Cassano, and trying to fight him, stepped upon FUG's area.
And well, the love of his life was alive.
He has been betrayed too, but no big deal. It wasn't the main point.
Now he just had to take him back from FUG.