It was a chilly day in Istanbul. Erkan was on his way to his mentor Bülent.
Erkan was not looking forward to this, but he knew that he couldn't ignore him forever.
And even though he wasn't willing to admit it, he couldn't get that kiss out of his head...
Suddenly, a couple of tourists walked up to him.
"Oh, aha, wow! Fantastic man! I want to take your picture!" one of them shouted.
Erkan smirked and struck a pose for the little Japanese man.
"I love my fans." he thought to himself. He then proceeded to walk, and after walking a for a while, he was finally there. Bülent's residence.
His heart was racing.
He raised his hand, about to knock on the door... then lowered it again.
"No, no. I can't do this. Its."
He stood there for a couple of minutes, before he finally made up his mind.
"I must just go look in his window, yes! He will never not see me!"
He ran to the back of Bülent's house and looked in the window.
And there he was...the adonis that was his mentor. He was wearing that green sweatshirt that Erkan liked so much. He had gotten it from his grandma.
"Damn" he whispered.
Suddenly, Bülent turned around. His eyes widened when he saw that Erkan was lurking outside of his window.
"Oh no, he did see me!" erkan thought to himself, panicking. He quickly turned around and started running, but it was too late. Bülent jumped out the window and attacked him from behind.

(Now, this may sound a bit unlikely, but trust me, this is not an unusual sight in the land of Türkey. The türks are practically apes, after all.)

Erkan screamed as Bülent grabbed onto him.
"WHY WERE YOU SPYING ON ME!?" Bülent was furious. "I thought you said you hated me!"
"I-, I-, no! I did come to say sorry!" Erkan cried.
Bülent let go of Erkan's booty and stood up.
"Then why didn't you just knock on my door instead?" he asked.
"Pls trust me I was going to. I was a nervous. I did not even know if you would be home!"
Bülent raised his eyebrows.
"Fine. Now apologize."
"I-I'm sorry bcs I did say nonsense to you. You are mybestfriend, okey?"
Bülent rolled his eyes.
"Yeah. It was nonsense indeed. But I'll forgive you." he said and gave Erkan his hand.
Erkan had a very relieved look on his face.
"Oh! Thank you Bülent!" he took Bülents hand and then got on his feet. "You not will regret it!"
Bülent looked at him for a while, then said: "You know, you're covered in dirt."
Erkan looked down on his clothes. Bülent was right.
"Come on in. Let's get you a clean change of clothes."

-

"Don't look." Erkan said to Bülent, about to undress in his bathroom.
Bülent turned around and covered his eyes. But he couldn't resist sneaking a peek...and he couldn't help but to admire his slender figure.
Erkan was just about to put on the shirt that Bülent had borrowed him, when Bülent put his hand on his shoulder.
"Don't..." Bülent said.
Erkan turned around and looked at him with a questioning face.
"Why don't you...take it all off. I mean... the bathtub is right there."
...and to Bülent's surprise, he accepted.

to be continued niggas lmao xD