VANECTOR.

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ethan & hector

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ethxngu:

( ... )  he stated quietly, totally not noticing the loud smack that he did that caused almost everyone to look towards at them. “give me meat, i feel like a carnivore today.” he nodded with complete satisfaction, somewhat occupied by his own thoughts.

there was it, the sarcasm which made the shorter friend of hector's become so questionably charming. it was no lie that hector found ethan interesting just because of that lines of personality, so different from most. specially from himself. they were different: one was tall the other was short. one had loud thoughts and crazy ideas and the other was quiet and liked his space. but in the end they did complete each other and it wasn't the differences that were going to separate both of them. 

"i wasn't worried to start with." he replied with a grin. a playful obvious grin. yet, that grin didn't last more than twenty seconds due to the ethan’s sudden smack which was reasonable, in  a way, but totally unreasonable in another. "do you wanna die?" hector mumbled under his breath, not to make any loud statement. after all, he just wanted to pay for their food. ah! that was another thing that amused him. ethan was short, really short; but had this one ability, which was strength. no one understood how he could have so much strength when he could remember a fluff ball, well the fluff ball was only in hector's eyes. others saw ethan as a serious ball. 'they're wrong, he's cute'  & that was what hector used to think when someone would discuss that with him. 

"now you should take the meat in your face." he huffed once again before smiling and ordering both plates for them, paying right after they got their plates. "now pick the seat, i know you're too picky and i don't wanna dare myself to get smacked again for picking the wrong seat!"

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nathaniel & hector

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( .. )    ” with reluctance, his fingers found their way back to the strings in his guitar and he played a few notes before he remembered he hadn’t asked the other for his name, “…and what’s your name?”

"nate? oh, are you from america or something?" he asked and then laughed a bit to himself, now he knew he had hurt a bit of nate's feelings. which to be honest, was sort of interesting to him and rather cute. "i'm not your dad, nor your brother, nor anyone to tell you what you should or not do." he spoke rather quietly and looked at nate, this time he was no longer being playfully or making jokes, he was actually serious about it.

                             "but, i do think you have something with music and you could be a great dancer and musician if you want to. but that's just an advice from a stranger whose name is hector, by the way." he laughed by the end. if there was something he couldn't do was being serious for more than ten minutes. it was completely annoying to some.  "so, what do you think about taking a drink?" he raised a brow and smiled a bit, he was thirsty. it was summer after all and being too much time under the sun could be bothersome.

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( ... )      Then that’s when Hector appeared, tall and not bad to look either, a small smile crept on her face as she watched him, questioning his costume. really?. 

        It was definitely clear the Hector was probably one of the favorites of the sophomore year. Not only because he'd go along with everyone's joke but because while doing it, he'd actually had fun. Being a fan of bets, of course he couldn't help himself but to make a fool out of himself in the Halloween party. At first he thought of wearing something greek, as always. But this year all his classmates dared him to dress just like a girl. At first he was a bit awkward with the whole situation but afterwards he actually thought it was a good idea. 

        So there was him, black dress, pink lips and of course a ribbon upon his hair. He looked, fabulous(ly ridiculous). He knew everyone was looking at him, but there was this one girl who kept looking at him. Back in those days Hector was the type of guy to take strangers to his room and well, do it. He liked to say it was just to have fun and maybe he'd get lucky tonight. 

                       "Liking what you're saying?" and there he was trying to flirt.

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jenni & hector

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jennigu:

( ... ) she wasn’t sure as to why, or what the other does. it was probably just due to the fact that his presence was refreshing to her. as of now, she wouldn’t give him what he wanted.

jenni was defenitely a good friend of his. despite the fact of hating people she would always respect him and respect his space and touch. it was rather amazing to see how she had developed, at least along with him. but he still wanted to see her go further and do better. that was his goal. even if he would hardly manage it. but he' be there, that was for sure. "i'm a huge drama king now you spoke correctly." he smiled yet once again and kept his gaze on her eyes, sticking his tongue out slowly in a teasing and childish manner. 

                                            "well you know i hardly say i love you. i despise it." 

he shrugged and and moved from her lap to  sit in front of her. he was not one to stay quiet and be still. too much energy from the tall guy. " so tell me, do you finally have a cruuuush?!" he prolonged the last word so he could almost sing it, shaking his shoulders once again, childishly. that was one of many characteristics of hector. despite being almost 23, he was a guy who really would remind anyone a kid of 15 years old. bubbly. really bubbly. he knew what the reply would be. 'no hector. no crush. don't even want that.' but teasing jenni was always something funny to do. honestly, the main reason why he even started getting close to her.

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In our hearts, Though filled with grief, let us that grief suppress, For woeful lamentation naught avails

Iliad, book  XXIV. 522–524 (translation of Lord Derby)

ἄλγεα δ’ ἔμπης ἐν θυμῷ κατακεῖσθαι ἐάσομεν ἀχνύμενοί περ· οὐ γάρ τις πρῆξις πέλεται κρυεροῖο γόοιο·

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carter & hector

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 “why do you even want to be my friend?” he asked bluntly, without thinking how rude it must’ve sounded because to him it was a logical question. he had no idea why hector was here. not the slightest clue. 

"how does one amazing object box like computer makes your head hurt?" he asked. honestly hector was a fan of classics but at the same time, he had this huge passion for internet since it would always allow him to search and look for more and more. endlessly loving his search. "i can be all night in blogs and websites of professors who love greek mythology and if you see how much you can learn with someone from the other side of the world, it's quite amazing and beautiful. in a way. but books are better, definitely." he ended up shrugging as the passion was getting on too much of him and he wasn't one to care about it.

 he nodded to carter's explanation about his room, it did make sense. after all he lived with someone with room as messier as him.  "i think art and beauty are in everything, both in the author, the one who tries to understand on it's way and on the story behind it." hector spoke as his mind was now too focus on his own thoughts. "if you ask me, anyone who can try to understand art and to have his own perspective and admiration, it's an artist. you don't need to follow the rules nor know much about it, if you just stand there." he stopped for a moment and remembered his father's words, smiling to himself before looking back at carter. "if you just stand there and you can say a single honest word about something you read, or saw, or felt. then you're just as much of an artist as the others. i mean, that's what i think." he shrugged yet once again, smirking as he heard the hint of annoyance once again on the other's tongue.

 "ah, you hurt me with such strong words, carter. i can say what i feel, it doesn't mean i wouldn't act it. not a big fan of romeo and juliet ending, too  much of an optimist but i would definitely be romeo if someone asked me too." he moved his hands behind his head as he kept being sit in the bathroom. being quiet to wonder about carter's question, once again he didn't quite know the answer himself but now it seemed like a challenge and carter was someone who was appealing to have discussions with. "why not?"

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ethan & hector

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ethxngu:

( ... ) “late as always, mr. kim.” he said with slight amusement and only to be overwhelmed by his height as usual. “jeez, did you grow taller or did i get shorter?” he blinked with curiosity and went on his toes to pat the other’s head.

"better later than ever, or so i heard." he grinned at his fella and for moments gazed at his friend ethan, focusing on his gaze while simply remembering why he was late in the first place. he even woke up earlier today to be able to do all his homework and plans so he'd meet ethan early. but then he started reading this one book and was stuck with it. "i'm sorry though, i really will not read books before meeting you." he grinned and rubbed the back of his neck. 

he knew ethan wouldn't be upset. he wasn't the type to be upset at hector for real, even if most of the time he was sort of pissed at him, everyone was, in a way. but ethan was special. he was picky with whoever had the chance to hang out with him. hector had never judged him on that, oh no! that didn't even cross his mind. if there was anything hector hated was to disrespect someone's attitude or personality. unless they were mean people, those were never okay to him. ethan was just, the opposite of him. that was maybe why they clicked. why it was easy for them to talk and just be in their own space without actually have to break any bearers.

 "definitely you grew shorter, rules of nature." he laughed as he joked, walking inside the cafeteria and wandering his gaze on the people and then on the food. "seems like today everyone's happy so i'm guessing the food's okay? i'll pay by the way. don't even say no, you owe me." he said very quickly before the latter could interrupt him. hector had a bit of a flaw, in some people’s insight thoughts: he always wanted to pay. even if saying the other owe him, he didn't really owe him anything but he didn't mind paying when he had money. if he didn't then he'd strongly admit it, but when he had that credit card filled with money, he would always offer to pay. "so, fish or meat?"

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ethan & hector

it had been three years since these two have met. three years since they actually became friends. hector can't really recall how that happened, all he knows was that he was in need and ethan was there. even if hector is a rather ''popular'' guy now, when he first joined he was as scared as everyone and ethan saw that and since they were both scared they made sort of a promise to stand up for each other. it was a cute friendship.

 ethan had ask only once about hector's past, and it was only once for a reason. hector's reaction hadn't been the best to reply to it. today they had promised each other to meet on lunch time, they were so busy with school that they missed each other. hector ran a bit faster as he realized he was really really late. once he got to the cafeteria, he rested his hands on his knees and took a deep breath. ethan was standing by the door frame with a light grin. he knew hector would be late. "i'm sorry ethan!" he said as he stood tall next to the short, really short, friend. "i'm here now."

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carter & hector

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cartergu: 

“bedroom is something that you show to a person you’re serious with. you know, dating. or something like that.” carter didn’t really think what he said but it was his genuine opinion, thoughts were just spilling from his lips.

"your company? by now it's fine yeah." honestly, he didn't care about his company just yet. if carter were to leave the apartment he wouldn't mind. he would be too busy reading and trying to understand his drawings.  it didn't matter as much since what was making hector stay the most now was the art. how the apartment smelled like someone who had a passion. just like his father. of course this would remember him his dad's office. filled with history and files on the desk and floor. "it's just like a computer, despite everything being everywhere, you can find yourself and find what you look for here right? sort of that feeling? not messy, you're right. my bad." he whispered the last part and turned around to face the shorter guy. 

he was quite handsome, he had nice features and a nice height and hair. once again, he was confused how people who have good features were alone. since it was such shady world, that shouldn't happen. "so you get bored and you do art. if everyone would do what you do, the world would look beautiful." he said as he moved closer, patting his shoulder in a comforting way. "then right now you're pissed right? then i'd be aquiles perhaps? ready to kill, pissed and ready to destroy. emotions? you should write with your brain. in the end, you're writing your characters lives not yours." he commented, shrugging  a shoulder as he nodded, following him to the bathroom, sitting on the bath. he agreed with the bedroom comment even though his bedroom had met a lot of strangers before. strangers hector didn't even remember. he would never expect carter to let him stay, who would. about ten seconds ago he was sure carter would have murdered him. "no pineapple. got it." he took of his android and marked the 24h pizza place, just to order a extra cheese pizza and two cokes. obviously carter wouldn't drink alchool, right? "20 minutes. now tell me carter, will you dare to be my friend?"

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jenni & hector

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jennigu:

                    “like i would ever write that down anywhere… besides that hair color is ugly ”

she said with a small grin, but it quickly left her face as she closed her journal quickly, finding his eyes wandering over the pages of it. “yah! no looking.” she used the book to hit his with it. she was really touchy about people getting close to her journal, and even reading pieces that she wrote only because she thought that they weren’t good. the only ones that were seen to the public eye were the ones she thought were decent enough. 

"ah jenni jenni, you know the words to make my heart break into million of pieces." he speaks with a tone of sarcasm yet with a hint of tragedy along. of course he had to pull of a bit of his acting. "how can you just break my heart?!" he lowers his head and pretends to cry, focusing on it actually. trying his best to have tears and actually succeeding with it. "see i'm crying!" he points to his eyes and then smiles, moving closer to nudge her shoulder with his. he really loved to see how she'd smile to him, even if slightly upset with his words. 

he really liked jenni, mostly because they were alike, somehow. not in a way he could describe. he moved his body a bit to the front so he could lay his back on the seat, resting his head on top of the journal on her lap. he loved skinship, it was obvious, everyone knew. he loved to hug and approach people even if most didn't like it as much as him, specially jenni. but that wouldn't stop him. "it's okay jenni, i will always almost love you." he laughed and poked the girls nose. 

                  "c'mon, give me a smile!"

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carter & hector

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cartergu:

( ... ) “why are you even here?” his tone was slightly more reserved this time– since he was probably the first student to come inside his apartment– and he gave a glance at hector when he walked over some older paintings to put the papers on the huge pile on the shelf. he turned around to look at hector again, eyeing him carefully. he tilted his head to the side. “we’ve talked like once before. or twice.”  

he knew carter was annoyed at him for sure by now. why was he there, to be friends with him right? that was the bet. but that way he'd probably get nothing. but at least it would be fun for him. "again? i just felt like coming. and it was three times. one when someone introduced us." he handed the sketch to carter and kept walking inside, looking around in the walls and floor to the paintings, picking some up and soon letting them go again. "two was because i didn't like a line." he said as he rested his hand on a pile of books, thinking about the third one. he was sure they had spoken at least three times. "oh right!" he looked over his shoulder with a huge grin growing along the lines of his red lips. "three, now." he nodded and walked now to his room. 

"wow this is messy." he leaned against the door frame of the room and waited for carter to follow him, of course he would. he knew he was doing wrong. no one likes their art to be looked at. no one appreciates their things to be touched. but what other way to get feelings and emotions for someone who is reserved if not piss them off? "i actually find this pretty interesting, you room could tell a story." he could feel his back burning from the star from carter, clearly he was doing his job perfectly. he kept leaning against the door frame as he watched the shorter male walking inside his room. 

"i bet you're writing aren't you?" he leaned down once again and looked at the words upon the papers, followed with different type of taints. it was amusing. everything about carter now seemed like a puzzle and knowing himself, he wouldn't let go of it so quickly. "once you make a play make sure to make me your main character. i'm a good actor, as you saw." he smiled as he looked up to the guy. his smile was true and kind, he didn't mean any harm nor he wanted to hurt him. he simply was having fun. "so if you don't get too mad at me, i might pay you some pizza. we can order now and sit somewhere where i wouldn't mess ... your .. stuff."

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nathaniel & hector

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nathanielgu:

( ... ) he wasn’t much too shy to add a few voice notes, singing quick lyrics and then stop, gaze back up at the tall latter. “good enough?” 

hector found amazing how the guy replied to him boldly, not really hesitating with any of the replies. that was a bonus. if there was anything hector liked was people with personality enough to deal with his questions and happiness, extreme happiness. "dancer? really?" he was amused. hardly he'd meet dancers. they were always too busy dancing or ... dancing. he nodded slowly and then looked at the guy’s fingers as he played the guitar. and it was proved, he could play and apparently sing as well. but hector wouldn’t not admit it.

"good enough wouldn't be the words i want to use. since you're not studying music, you don't have IT, but you could if you tried. have you thought of taking a minor?" he asked and then rested his hands on the grass and leaned his head back so he could look at the sky. "what is this? do i have to go because i told you i'd go?" quickly he laid down on the grass. "i suppose now you'll be the one who will have to go, or you can just keep playing and i can tell you to take a minor and work deeper in music because you have talent. & i am not kidding ... oh right, your name?"

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carter & hector

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cartergu:

 “i know i should probably invite you as it is polite but why are you here? it’s late, people don’t visit each other at this time–” carter said in a matter of fact tone, looking suspicious. he still tried to be friendly so he kept the smile on his face. “–nice to see ya here!” 

the door was finally opened and to his surprise he recognized the fella who was standing behind the door as if scared of hector. who wouldn't be at that hour of the night? it was a random visit, specially from a stranger. they met before, so then again, hector didn't consider himself a stranger. just someone. he couldn't remember the guy's name but he knew he had been in the play with him, not acting but writing. 'right, he's a writer', he thought to himself before smiling back to the latter, noticing yet that his own smile was way larger and way much more friendly. 

"i felt like coming. and yes it's polite." he pushed the door a bit, with no strength nor violence, just so he could place one foot inside the apartment. "don't worry, i’m not here to kill you or anything related to c.s.i violent shit." he said and watched carter's expression changing to a rather annoyed one. it only made the whole situation funnier and enjoyable. "thanks for asking me in!" he said as he finally made his way inside the apartment. 

he took of his shoes and then ran his sight along the trails of the house, his expression was priceless. from all people, he'd expect carter to be organized, since he was a quiet kid. but no; there was drawings and books and pages all over the floor and wall. "now this is rather amazing." he took one step forward and regretted right away as he heard a paper underneath his feet, he leaned down and picked the paper, recognizing the painting style since it was really similar to van gogh's. "now this is beautiful? are you sure you're a writer?" he gazed at the colors and the traces. despite having a major passion for theater, hector loved art as well. he loved colors and how they could tell a story if pulled together perfectly by a pencil or just taint. "this is beautiful."

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jenni & hector

he spotted her. it wasn't that hard since the color of her hair was not one to ignore. he never understood why she was always alone. they were friends for about a year now and he was sure jenni was someone who was easy to hang out with and even with all her problems, she was lovable and sweet. he walked near her and not to be surprised, she was writing in her journal. 

"dear diary..!" he sighed as his voice turned a bit more girly, he sat next to her and once he felt her glare on him, he grinned and kept going. "i think it's about time i tell hector that i'm in love with him. i tried to ignore it but it's so hard, he's so amazing and sweet! not to mention his brown hair makes me go all doki doki-- !" he laughed once he finished and raised both his brows with a sweet grin. "hello. thanks for confessing."

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carter & hector

       why was hector standing in front of carter's apartment again? "ah right, the bet."

                                                                    // flashback // 

      hector was sitting around with some of the students in the kitchen, it was already a bit late but it was sort of a tradition in hinduk dorms. sometimes some roommates would sit around in the kitchen and talk about their day, girls ( boys too ) and some information that was obviously only for boys to talk about, like porn. even if in fact, hector was only interested to know what they thought about people. he loved to know people from university even if not knowing them exactly. 

"oh today, i saw that kid carter." said one of the guys who was sitting in the counter with some suju in a cup. another got back to him and laughed. 

"oh my that kid is amazing, does he even have friends?" another replied. hector who until now was not listening to their conversation raised his head to pay attention to the conversation. 

"i heard he's too busy reading to have friends."  the blonde guy with the suju said, after taking in a sip.

"wait, who is this kid again?" hector asked and the guys looked at him. 

"stay quiet hector, not even you could be friends with him." hector laughed. ah, these guys could piss him off. he didn't really like to see anyone alone. he could try his best to at least make them be friend with someone, just so they wouldn't been that way. "oh, wanna bet that on that?" hector replied. & despite the good heart, he hated when people said he couldn't do something. "let's bet it then. i'll go there, right now, and be friends with him." "do you really---" "i'll pay you all shots if i lose, fair?" and as obvious at is, the guys accepted.

                                                                // end of flashback // 

      "i really need to stop making these bets." he sighed and took a deep breath. now was too late anyways. he knocked on the door and heard footsteps inside of the apartment, along with some stuff falling and a groan. hector laughed and was amused with it. "never mind, this will be fun."

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nathaniel & hector

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nathanielgu:

most people were enjoying their summer break without having to worry about much anything related to studies but instead think of trivial things like what to wear to the beach or to a party that would happen later in the day. but for nathaniel, having fun under the sun was not an option. partying wasn’t his thing anyway but the beach was quite fun though, his progress in school and his hard work at his father’s restaurant was under surveillance by his grandfather who made sure to emphasize that he was the one paying for nathaniel’s tuition and he would be having no such thing as his grandson fooling around.

with a sigh, nathaniel peeled his eyes away from the sky and turned his attention back to his guitar, strumming out a few notes and mumbling lyrics to one of his favorite songs under his breath. before he could actually start playing, a deep voice snapped his attention from his instrument and landed on the lanky male settled a few feet away from him. “oh, i’m not skipping. i don’t skip.” nathaniel was quick to push away any sort of insinuation to him skipping classes, unintentionally coming off as a goody two shoe. he smiled shyly at the male, “i just finished one of my classes.”

a good boy, hector thought as he hear the latter speaking. it was indeed amusing to hear someone speaking like that. he'd get along with everyone, it was a fact. despite closing himself when it came to feelings, making friends ( or more specifically, buddies ) was not something hard for hector to do. "ah, of course you don't." he whispered as his grin turned a bit more into a slight smirk. he turned around again and stretched his arms out wide. "did you now? what class was that?" 

he got up and walked near the black hair, looking at his guitar for moments before speaking. "ah, so you play? are you trying to be a  musician? can you play? are you good?" he kept asking. sometimes hector didn't realize how curious he could be about others lives. he was a natural curious kid, about everything and everyone. "play a bit. if you play well, i will for sure, really .." he moved his hand up and crossed his chest. "leave you alone, if not, i will try to teach you how to be good. fair?"