the week following the soulmate reveal is a blur. he barely gets any sleep, his brain works non stop to process the onslaught of emotions from both his soulmate and his own. now that he’s allowed himself to feel the years of pent up emotions, it’s hard to put the lock back on. by day three, alek gives up on going to work, too exhausted do anything right and by day seven, he’s physically and mentally so exhausted he can barely get up from his couch and walk the few feet to the front door of his apartment. skylar dragging him to the ball is a nice distraction and re energizes him a little that is until he sees lysander, of course he would be here — anything to show his overpriced wardrobe. alek makes no move to approach him and spends the rest of the night glued to skylar’s side who thankfully plays along.
the next day, he waits until he’s sure all his employees are home to go to the bakery. he can’t stay home a minute longer or he’ll lose his damn mind. no matter how much he tries to distract himself from his thoughts, it’s no avail. his mind drifts to his failed hook up attempt the night prior and lysander popping in his mind anytime he closed his eyes, imagining it was his large hands gripping his narrow waist and his lips trailing down the column of his throat instead of skylar’s. oh, for fuck’s sake. he’s never hated the other more than he does right now. as if his traitorous mind isn’t enough, the devil himself makes an appearance. alek stares at him for a long time, doe eyes unblinking and body seemingly frozen only shaking off his stupor when lysander motions for him to let him inside the shop. like hell. he’s complied to every single one of his demands since high school, even the week before, always too weak to tell lysander no but no more. very maturely, alek throws him a middle finger, mop abandoned in the middle of the shop and walks at the back of the store to change out of his batter stained overalls.
he could walk out through the back door and go on with his night but they couldn’t ignore the situation, they needed to talk. alek still hasn’t fully accepted, lysander of all people, is the soulmate he yearned for, for so long. there’s a small part of him, that grows by the day, that has hope in the end they’ll figure out a way to make this work, whether as friends or something else, and be alright. there’s more to lysander than the arrogant spoiled boy. he’s sensed emotions from him he’s never seen the other express, ever. it’s made alek curious and determined to dig and see beyond the facade. alek isn’t naive enough to believe it’ll be easy though. in all the years they’ve known each other they never managed to go longer than a couple of minutes before being at each other’s throats. soulmates or not, he doesn’t see this changing anytime soon. stay positive alek, positive.
he walks back in the shop, now wearing a pair of tight black jeans ripped at the knees that show off his muscular thighs and a white dress shirt, keys and jacket in hand. he doesn’t let him in, instead closes the bakery and silently motions for lysander to follow him. the five minute walk to his apartment is silent. the place is nothing special. it’s on the smaller side–it’s all he can afford. alek doesn’t have much money saved anymore, all went to his four years in paris and opening the bakery–but he likes it, it’s cosy and big enough for just him. his entire demeanor lightens when his four months all puppy clumsily runs up to him as he enters the apartment. he crouches down to pick him up, burying his nose in his soft fur and peppering kisses all over the wriggly pup’s head. nothing makes him happier than the ball of fluff. “make yourself at home,” he waves his hand in the general direction of the living room. “i’ll get us something to drink, then we’re talking.”
A frown etched into Lysander’s features when the boy rudely flipped him off and walked away. He already knew Alek was just another basic pleb without eloquence or manners, but was taken aback by his reaction regardless, simply because he was used to him doing whatever he told him to do. Sure, he would argue him on everything, but Lysander always got his way. Tonight wouldn’t be any different, he’d make sure of that. Alek couldn’t hide in his shop forever, he had to go home at some point. It was so immature, the way he kept running away from him like a scared little bunny, or even worse, the hiding behind some horny frat boy, like he did at the spring ball. His patience was wearing thin, and he didn’t have a lot of it to begin with.
That guy... It seemed so calculated, like he was doing it on purpose to get a rise out of Lysander. Granted, that sounded a little paranoid, but Lys genuinely couldn’t see him with that type of person. He reminded him of the pompous jock who would slam the boy’s petite body against a locker for shits and giggles, so why on earth would Alek be into that? Why would Alek choose someone like that over him? Admittedly, he was offended about how easily the other had discarded him as an option. Not because Lys was interested in pursuing anything with him, but he still felt like it should be like that, the other way around, hypocritical as that was. He was Alek’s soulmate, so he should want him, right? ...Was he really this unlovable?
It was rather cold outside, causing his body to tremble, because Lysander wasn’t properly dressed for that environment. Dressed to impress, yes, but not for this kind of weather. The boy was about to give up and go home, but as soon as he turned around, his looked right into a familiar pair of brown doe eyes, almost as if the universe planned for it. He still looked a mess, the cheap, worn-out ensemble he was sporting made his eyes wince for a moment, but admittedly, it did showed off his... assets. As much as Lysander liked to pretend to be above the primal urges of men, the lingering desire to want to climb and explore every nook and cranny of that muscular body was a tough one to resist. Never in a million years did he think he’d be in a position where he’d feel sexually attracted toward dorky Alek Kwon, but here he was, lusting. He’d rather die before acting on it, though. At least, that’s what he kept telling himself.
The walk to Alek’s apartment was quiet, despite Lysander’s efforts to start a conversation with him. This boy was so stubborn, it was actually giving him a headache, and Lysander could only hope Alek was feeling it too, because he deserved it for being such a brat. Lys didn’t even know where they were going until they stopped at an apartment complex. A lot of thoughts were crossing his mind as he stepped inside, like why the hell did the other bring him to his place? Was he expecting something would happen? Was he too shy, too weak to make the first move, or even just to tell him that? That did sound like the Alek he knew from high school, but there was something different about him now. Then again, the boy had always been a puzzle to him, just because they were such opposites.
Lysander felt his heart flutter as he watched Alek cuddle his puppy. There it was, that dopey, bright smile he hadn’t seen in four years. It used to annoy him so much, but when Alek moved away, he began to miss it, strangely enough. He canted his head to one side, raising a suspicious brow when the other finally spoke to him, telling him to make himself comfortable before heading toward to kitchen area. dismissing him again, at least that’s what it felt like to Lysander. Truthfully, he had enough of it, so instead of going to the living room, he followed the boy into the kitchen.
“Why do you keep avoiding me?” Lysander had enough. What was left of his patience had completely dissolved by now, so he didn’t even attempt to be subtle with his approach. “You’re being entirely unreasonable, you know that, right? Running away, hiding, ignoring me when I talk to you, acting like a petulant child, and expecting me to entertain that kind of behavior?” Lysander pinned the other boy with his icy gaze as he stepped closer to him. “Instead of talking, you cry. You cry an ocean of tears. You torment me every night, as if I was the one who put that mark on your body, and I deserve to know why, so tell me. Right now.”
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