In this chapter : Craig tell the truth about how he feels for Hwoarang...
A/N : Here's a new chapter! n.n. Just one thing : since I DON'T want to turn the reviews in a message board (had to be clear there XD), if you have a question, simply e-mail me n.n I'll be very happy to reply (anyways I'm almost always on the net and unless you e-mail me at night I'll answer pretty quickly... and if I don't it will be answered in the fic).
So in answer to T.E Green's question (why did I choose Craig? And no worries, I didn't take it as if you were questionning my "genious" XD XD My genious is away right now, but if you want to question him I'll forward your questions hehe XD. Kidding n.- I love those questions n.n) : I wanted a challenge hehehe. Well he doesn't seem to be a character that people usually put in fics (or maybe I haven't read enough other than yaoi stuff n.n') and I also wanted to make a change. Seems to work though n.n ((happy)). And thanks for the review!
On with the show now XD.
The Bet
Chapter 7 : More or less
"Craig....?" Hwaorang was laying on his left side, snuggled around the bigger man's body, his face resting on his chest.
"Yeah kid?"
"Tell me... do you love me?"
It took more time for Craig to register his younger mate had said. The evening had been perfect ; a stop at the shower for the older man, while Hwoarang had taken a quick nap, and a dinner at a local restaurant. But that question was more... unexpected. Time had seemed to stop after it, seconds were quickly becoming minutes. And he still hadn't found what to say.
"Well... do you?" Hwoarang was serious, which hadn't been happening often since they were together. His voice tone had suddently changed from a joking one to one much more mature, and Craig didn't really like it. The kid was insisting too much. Especially "love"... he just wasn't sure if it was "love". Yeah he cared for him. It was utterly impossible not to do so, as well as resisting or refusing anything coming from the Korean youth.
"May-may-maybe love is a bit too... hmmm... not big... but too... you know what I mean."
The redhead raised an eyebrow, unsure of what Craig meant. "Bit too... bit too what?"
The older man sighed. "I wouldn't really call this love, but I do care for you."
Hwoarang got off the bed quickly and stood beside him, shocked. The difference between the other male's action and words were opposite. He always had shown interest in the kid, taking him in his arms, kissing him, not to forget the love-making activities. "What do you mean by "wouldn't really call this love?!""
[Huh-oh... hope I'm not busted... though I've given hints... what the fuck am I doing actually? I'm trying to convince this kid I'm in love with him, and I tell him the opposite. What kinda guy am I?] "Well I..."
"You what, Craig?" He sounded angry. Or annoyed. Maybe both. "Tell me for fuck's sake!"
"Dammit I don't know what to say..." [How the fuck can I hurt him? That's not even my plan... that's the total opposite!]
"That's it, I'm outta here." The redhead sounded... sad.
"Hold on, Hwoarang... Hwoarang! Ah fuck. Nice evening my ass." Craig laid down on the bed, overwhelmed. [I have to talk to him fast. I don't want anything to happen to him. He didn't do anything to me. And I'm the one who started all this mess.] He stayed like this for a while, thinking about what he was going to say to the kid. That's when he started arguing with himself.
[Should've said yes... he would be happy, and so would I. Maybe I AM in love with him after all...]
[What the hell am I saying... he's just another guy. Yeah. A guy.]
[COME ON CRAIG! You care for him too much not to say you're not in love with him. You're even wondering where he is right now. Wondering if he'll come back or if you'll have to go find him.]
[Forget about him... well not really forget. Tell him the whole thing, and this will be the end of it. Tell him.]
[How much you care for him.]
[Whoa... even my other side is telling me to talk to him... scary... Whatever. I gotta find him.]
The American finally got up from the bed and walked up to the door, with the firm intention of finding the Taekwondo fighter. But something stood in his way, literally.
Bryan Fury.
"Having a little love problem?" he teased, chuckling and bearing an evil smile. "Did your boyfriend ran away?"
"Shut up!" Craig pushed him aside roughly. At that point he totally forgot about the bet itself. All that mattered was Hwoarang. He started searching around the hotel first, checking the cafeteria (the British blond man was STILL at the same table...), then the bar. He also had the idea of checking in Julia Chang's room, headed back to the third floor and knocked on the door.
"Julia?" he said at the small girl who opened the door.
"Yeah. Hold on... you're Craig Marduk right?" She reprimanded a laugh as she remembered the conversation she had earlier with Hwoarang and eyed him from head to toe.
"Hwoarang isn't in your room, right?"
She shook her head. "Nope, haven't seen him since we chatted today... why?"
"He's not in our room... probably he went outside for a while."
"Yeah, it's totally him. Maybe he decided to take a walk... might wanna check the park. He's most likely to be in a quiet, calm place if he went out by night."
"Thanks."
"No prob!"
Julia closed the door and Craig left the hotel, in direction of the park. He looked around, trying to find a taller figure than the ones present at that time. One caught his attention ; it had to be Hwoarang. The frame was slightly bigger than most of the Japanese people that hung around the place, and the way he sat under the tree let him know that he was tired and sad. The man moved toward the smaller figure and spoke in a calm but worried voice.
"Hwoarang? Is that you?"
No answer.
"Come on Hwoarang..."
The younger fighter was shaking, his breath was rapid. He was crying.
"I know, you're pissed off... and you're totally right to be feeling this way. I really made myself unclear earlier."
"Couldn't be much more clear than this" Hwoarang managed to say between two sobs.
"I mean... listen to me, kid... it's very hard for me to say that I love someone, because of a few things. First, you're a guy. And even if you'd be a girl, I'd still would find it hard... not because it's you! No no no! It's hard for me to explain how I feel and such. Me and you are pretty different... you're very sensitive as I can see. And I'm the one who tells all sorts of stuff even though I don't mean most of those... just don't get me wrong. I... I love you, Hwoarang." [What the fuck went through my brain?! Do I love him that much to actually say it to him? I think I do...]
The Korean male wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "Do you... really mean that... or is it just a trick to get me back for sex or whatever?"
"I'm not kidding Hwoarang. Else do you seriously think I'd be here?"
Hwoarang looked at him. "Yeah... you're right... sorry I snapped at you like that." He got up, still wondering if the man had told the truth. "But if it's not what you wanted... can always tell me..."
"Never said it's not what I wanted."
"You sure...?"
Craig nodded and stretched his hand to grab the redhead's. "Come on... let's go back to the hotel, kid. Hmmm?"
...To be continued...
A/N 2 : WHOO! Didn't crash while I wrote the chapter! Next one should be up soon n.n. Thanks for the reviews (feedback is very appreciated n.n)
A/N : Here's a new chapter! n.n. Just one thing : since I DON'T want to turn the reviews in a message board (had to be clear there XD), if you have a question, simply e-mail me n.n I'll be very happy to reply (anyways I'm almost always on the net and unless you e-mail me at night I'll answer pretty quickly... and if I don't it will be answered in the fic).
So in answer to T.E Green's question (why did I choose Craig? And no worries, I didn't take it as if you were questionning my "genious" XD XD My genious is away right now, but if you want to question him I'll forward your questions hehe XD. Kidding n.- I love those questions n.n) : I wanted a challenge hehehe. Well he doesn't seem to be a character that people usually put in fics (or maybe I haven't read enough other than yaoi stuff n.n') and I also wanted to make a change. Seems to work though n.n ((happy)). And thanks for the review!
On with the show now XD.
Chapter 7 : More or less
"Craig....?" Hwaorang was laying on his left side, snuggled around the bigger man's body, his face resting on his chest.
"Yeah kid?"
"Tell me... do you love me?"
It took more time for Craig to register his younger mate had said. The evening had been perfect ; a stop at the shower for the older man, while Hwoarang had taken a quick nap, and a dinner at a local restaurant. But that question was more... unexpected. Time had seemed to stop after it, seconds were quickly becoming minutes. And he still hadn't found what to say.
"Well... do you?" Hwoarang was serious, which hadn't been happening often since they were together. His voice tone had suddently changed from a joking one to one much more mature, and Craig didn't really like it. The kid was insisting too much. Especially "love"... he just wasn't sure if it was "love". Yeah he cared for him. It was utterly impossible not to do so, as well as resisting or refusing anything coming from the Korean youth.
"May-may-maybe love is a bit too... hmmm... not big... but too... you know what I mean."
The redhead raised an eyebrow, unsure of what Craig meant. "Bit too... bit too what?"
The older man sighed. "I wouldn't really call this love, but I do care for you."
Hwoarang got off the bed quickly and stood beside him, shocked. The difference between the other male's action and words were opposite. He always had shown interest in the kid, taking him in his arms, kissing him, not to forget the love-making activities. "What do you mean by "wouldn't really call this love?!""
[Huh-oh... hope I'm not busted... though I've given hints... what the fuck am I doing actually? I'm trying to convince this kid I'm in love with him, and I tell him the opposite. What kinda guy am I?] "Well I..."
"You what, Craig?" He sounded angry. Or annoyed. Maybe both. "Tell me for fuck's sake!"
"Dammit I don't know what to say..." [How the fuck can I hurt him? That's not even my plan... that's the total opposite!]
"That's it, I'm outta here." The redhead sounded... sad.
"Hold on, Hwoarang... Hwoarang! Ah fuck. Nice evening my ass." Craig laid down on the bed, overwhelmed. [I have to talk to him fast. I don't want anything to happen to him. He didn't do anything to me. And I'm the one who started all this mess.] He stayed like this for a while, thinking about what he was going to say to the kid. That's when he started arguing with himself.
[Should've said yes... he would be happy, and so would I. Maybe I AM in love with him after all...]
[What the hell am I saying... he's just another guy. Yeah. A guy.]
[COME ON CRAIG! You care for him too much not to say you're not in love with him. You're even wondering where he is right now. Wondering if he'll come back or if you'll have to go find him.]
[Forget about him... well not really forget. Tell him the whole thing, and this will be the end of it. Tell him.]
[How much you care for him.]
[Whoa... even my other side is telling me to talk to him... scary... Whatever. I gotta find him.]
The American finally got up from the bed and walked up to the door, with the firm intention of finding the Taekwondo fighter. But something stood in his way, literally.
Bryan Fury.
"Having a little love problem?" he teased, chuckling and bearing an evil smile. "Did your boyfriend ran away?"
"Shut up!" Craig pushed him aside roughly. At that point he totally forgot about the bet itself. All that mattered was Hwoarang. He started searching around the hotel first, checking the cafeteria (the British blond man was STILL at the same table...), then the bar. He also had the idea of checking in Julia Chang's room, headed back to the third floor and knocked on the door.
"Julia?" he said at the small girl who opened the door.
"Yeah. Hold on... you're Craig Marduk right?" She reprimanded a laugh as she remembered the conversation she had earlier with Hwoarang and eyed him from head to toe.
"Hwoarang isn't in your room, right?"
She shook her head. "Nope, haven't seen him since we chatted today... why?"
"He's not in our room... probably he went outside for a while."
"Yeah, it's totally him. Maybe he decided to take a walk... might wanna check the park. He's most likely to be in a quiet, calm place if he went out by night."
"Thanks."
"No prob!"
Julia closed the door and Craig left the hotel, in direction of the park. He looked around, trying to find a taller figure than the ones present at that time. One caught his attention ; it had to be Hwoarang. The frame was slightly bigger than most of the Japanese people that hung around the place, and the way he sat under the tree let him know that he was tired and sad. The man moved toward the smaller figure and spoke in a calm but worried voice.
"Hwoarang? Is that you?"
No answer.
"Come on Hwoarang..."
The younger fighter was shaking, his breath was rapid. He was crying.
"I know, you're pissed off... and you're totally right to be feeling this way. I really made myself unclear earlier."
"Couldn't be much more clear than this" Hwoarang managed to say between two sobs.
"I mean... listen to me, kid... it's very hard for me to say that I love someone, because of a few things. First, you're a guy. And even if you'd be a girl, I'd still would find it hard... not because it's you! No no no! It's hard for me to explain how I feel and such. Me and you are pretty different... you're very sensitive as I can see. And I'm the one who tells all sorts of stuff even though I don't mean most of those... just don't get me wrong. I... I love you, Hwoarang." [What the fuck went through my brain?! Do I love him that much to actually say it to him? I think I do...]
The Korean male wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "Do you... really mean that... or is it just a trick to get me back for sex or whatever?"
"I'm not kidding Hwoarang. Else do you seriously think I'd be here?"
Hwoarang looked at him. "Yeah... you're right... sorry I snapped at you like that." He got up, still wondering if the man had told the truth. "But if it's not what you wanted... can always tell me..."
"Never said it's not what I wanted."
"You sure...?"
Craig nodded and stretched his hand to grab the redhead's. "Come on... let's go back to the hotel, kid. Hmmm?"
...To be continued...
A/N 2 : WHOO! Didn't crash while I wrote the chapter! Next one should be up soon n.n. Thanks for the reviews (feedback is very appreciated n.n)