Hey guys! I'm so sorry it took me so long to update…how long has it been? Around a month or so? Gosh, how horrible of me to neglect you guys ; n ; Please accept this longer chapter to make up for it. And the fluff. The overwhelmingly glaring fluff.
The two barely got any sleep as they lay next to each other in the dark hours of the morning just being there together and whispering sweet nothings. It was marvelous. They finally stumbled out of bed and were currently eating their chicken for breakfast. It was odd, but delicious nonetheless.
The two sat facing each other as they watched the sun come up.
"Hey, this isn't that bad."
"Of course it isn't!" Allen retorted defensively, after all—he made it.
"Well I'm just saying that—"
Allen smiled as he shoved a piece of chicken into Lavi's mouth.
That should shut him up.
Lavi had a shocked expression on his face before it turned into a grin.
The redhead reached over the table and smiled. Allen was not amused.
"What are you do—!"
Lavi chuckled and sat back down in his seat as Allen reluctantly chewed on the piece of chicken that was in turn forced into his mouth as he shot a fake glare at Lavi.
His grin grew wider.
"Hm, I should try that more often." He laughed.
Allen pouted and stared at the redhead before he burst out into his own laughter.
"I could say the same!" he backfired, wiping his mouth with a napkin.
Lavi was still chuckling as he stood up; the look on Allen's face was absolutely priceless. He walked over to the sink to put his dishes away, washing his hands and tousling Allen's snow white hair before sitting back down across from him.
"So do you have any plans for today?" he asked, wondering if that was a good question to ask a prostitute.
"Uh. Go home I suppose."
"Is that a no?"
"Why do you want to know so much?" Allen's eyes narrowed playfully.
"Curiosity I suppose." Lavi countered with the same tone of voice as Allen had had.
Allen didn't like being mocked, but he could tell that it was all in good fun. He stared at Lavi for a second, pretending to ponder what to say while his mind screamed NO!
"I guess I don't have much to do when I get back."
"Great!" Lavi leaned on his elbows across the table and smiled while telling Allen his plan for the day.
Allen absolutely loved the svelte softness of the scarf blowing across his face. He still didn't remember how he was coaxed into this. He leaned against a nearby tree which wore a brilliant scarlet coat of leaves to welcome the autumn.
"Good, just tilt your head to your right a bit. No no, not that much. Okay good good, hold it!"
Allen stared into the camera lens as Lavi smiled behind it. Lavi had climbed a tree just to get this shot. And for the record, it was a giant tree at that.
Snap Snap Snap
"Great! Now look over there, that's it! Lift your head, okay wonderful."
Snap Snap Snap
Allen gazed into the distance as the cool autumn breeze enraptured his body. The sun was high in the sky, and the trees shined in all their glory—donning their most colorful treasures for the occasion. Allen was therefore the best for this photo shoot. He was perfect, amidst all these swirling colors, one would see a stunningly sublime flash of white, followed by the piercing pulchritude of his sterling silver eyes, just another compliment to all his other features.
Lavi paused and stared at Allen through the camera for around 2 minutes before the white-headed model turned to him with a confused expression on his face. He was so beautiful…
"Are we done?"
"No! Haha, of course not!" Lavi replied in a heartbeat, pretending to be adjusting the lens and settings of the camera.
"I still don't see why you'd want to do this."
"Potential. You have loads of it." came the simple answer.
Allen blushed at the comment and hid behind the grey scarf he was wearing.
"Oh wait! Hold it right there, okay that's fantastic! Okay, just hold on a bitttt okay lower your eyes, good!"
Snap Snap Snap
Allen let a small smile decorate his lips since it was obscured from view from underneath the scarf he was wearing.
He had to admit that this wasn't a total waste of his time. It was actually a nice change from his schedule from before Lavi had ever walked into his hotel room. Finally, it was something he had aspired to be…something he'd always wanted to embody. To model. It was what he had always wanted, and even though it was just a small, private photo shoot just for the heck of it, Allen felt a sense of accomplishment.
But he couldn't deny that he felt a twinge of sadness as well. It was like living in a dream world; everything had to go in the end. This photo shoot would end, Allen would go home, and continue to do what he did because it was necessary. Because it was reality. Because that was just the way the world worked.
Models could become prostitutes.
Prostitutes could not become models.
Allen's thoughts were interrupted when the redhead jumped off the tree limb he had been sitting on. He stepped closer to Allen and smiled, searching with his emerald eyes what could possibly be wrong with him. After a few minutes of silent searching, Lavi gave up but moved on.
"Allen."
"Yes?"
"You don't smile very often."
"I smile a lot actually."
"…when do you actually mean it all?"
No answer.
Allen stood speechless. No one had ever questioned the sincerity of his smiles. He smiled very often, his clients often told him how charming it was. How cute it was, how cute his body was…They never once questioned it. Allen found it especially odd that Lavi would bring that up out of the blue, but if he had learned anything with Lavi, it was that things were often a bundle of surprises.
Allen smiled and shook his head slightly while he looked at Lavi
"I don't know what you mean by that."
Lavi's smile dropped a little.
"That. Right there. Did you mean that?"
"Why of course, why wouldn't I—."
"Are you telling the truth?"
Allen began to tear up; he didn't understand what the other wanted.
"…what is it you want me to say Lavi…"
"I want you to say what's on your mind."
"What's on my mind is not important."
Lavi's jaw clenched, this was ridiculous. His camera was slung around his neck as he leaned against the tree Allen had been leaning on.
"Don't ever say that."
"Beg your pardon?"
"Don't ever say that you are not important."
Allen smiled again.
"Uh, sure."
Lavi leaned in closer to Allen; they could smell the mints on their breath, the coolness or warmth of their synchronized breathing. The two just stared at each other, daring each other to bring it up again. Lavi closed his eyes.
"Allen…it hurts me when you put yourself down like that because I know you don't deserve it. You're too hard on yourself. You are charming and witty…and you appear to be completely blind to what you have to offer the world."
Yet another smile.
"Lavi, we don't know each other all too well, but I assure you that as time goes on, if we are still acquainted, you will see someone else. Your views about me will change."
"There you go again."
"I merely state the truth."
Lavi's voice became unstable, shocked and frustrated with how Allen beat himself down.
"Do you have any compassion for yourself?"
"Why, of course, why wouldn't I?"
"There, right there. Was that the truth?"
Allen paused and closed his eyes as well as his head reclined against the wood of the tree.
Silence.
"No."
Lavi's heart cracked. He'd worked in the fashion industry for god-knows how long…and never had he seen such low self confidence and esteem. Even in a world full of models that are always striving to be the "it" person, he had never seen anything like this. He wanted Allen to see what he saw. He wanted Allen to feel loved like he deserved to be. He wanted Allen to feel beautiful like he was already. He wanted Allen to have all the happiness in the world.
Lavi's hand soothingly touched Allen's cheek, cupping it in his hand, his thumb gently stroking its silky smooth texture. Allen leaned into the touch, closing his eyes and letting a single tear roll down his face and lightly splash on Lavi's hand.
Lavi's deep chartreuse eyes widened, but he wasn't quite so much NOT expecting it either. He carefully guided Allen's face closer, their lips so close to each other…At last, their lips touched with the sweetest of harmonies. Lavi drew his arms around Allen's waist, tenderly bringing him closer.
Allen's head spun with how amazing it felt…his hands gently gripped the lapels of Lavi's woolen black coat. The air around them caressed their bodies, the leaves danced around their feet in a sea of warmth and the sun peeked through the colorful leaves, brilliant light bathing them in a golden spotlight. Allen felt so safe when he was in Lavi's arms, nothing could touch him. Lavi just kept holding Allen close, refusing to let the moment die.
Allen felt wonderful…Allen felt beautiful. Allen felt wanted.
Far too soon, the kiss had ended, the two stood breathless in each other's arms, gazing into each other's eyes, wondering how this had ever happened. Finally,
Allen smiled.
And by that time, they both knew it was real.
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