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Jar of hearts ❤❤ - Two best friends meet again after five years {Yaoi alert}

❦No matter where I went, I always knew my way back to you. You are my compass star ❦
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☐ Nanahara Masaomi


Masaomi is half French, his mother was Japanese and his father was French. He was one of those gentle, fragile boys, always to shy to speak up or participate in class. He'd hid himself where no one would find him. Whenever one tried to talk to him, he would stutter and blush; they gave...
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This sounds really good! I would love to do this this with you. The only major concern is that I'm fifteen (about to turn sixteen). If you are okay with me being a year younger than the requirement please message me.
 
OtakuPrincess said:
This sounds really good! I would love to do this this with you. The only major concern is that I'm fifteen (about to turn sixteen). If you are okay with me being a year younger than the requirement please message me.
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It's okay, I don't mind at all. Besides, one year is not that big of a difference.
 
Gou's changed first name is Kaname and his last name is Ono, correct? other than that everything sounds good to me. 
Alright! would you care to start, or would you like me to start?
 
For an normal day everything went in peace and quiet; there may have been birds singing but their whistling brought ease to sleepers. The sun rose up and shone like it would everyday, nothing changed, and all living creatures woke up to inhale the fresh air earth offered. But, among the waves of yawns, a chair tapped tapped tapped, a pen fell to the ground and a workaholic cussed. "Why can't get it right, damn it!" Masaomi stood from his desk and threw ball of paper. He had been up all night trying to come up with new ideas for his book. He sat back in his chair and pondered. I need to write. If it's kept at this rate, I'm going to be yelled at. He placed his glasses on the desk and leaned back. "Today, huh?" Today was that guy's first day as his assistant. Masaomi didn't need one, but he wanted to help.
 
"Damn... what a neighborhood." Gou whistled. The neighborhood he was currently lost in was much different than his own. The only word he could use to describe it was rich. Gou would never would have even thought about wandering into a place such as this were it not for the random job offer he got from an acquaintance's friend. His bookstore job was going south quickly, so he couldn't really complain. The only thing he wanted was a good paying job, and by the looks of this neighborhood, he'd be getting a great one. He glanced at the paper in his hand, comparing the addresses on it to the buildings around him. "finally." He mumbled, spotting the complex. He stashed the paper into his pocket as he ran up to the door to be buzzed in.
 
Masaomi stared up at the ceiling absent-minded. "Words. God, give me words to write," he begged. Writer's block was his and every writer's worse nightmare. He disconnected himself the outside world and let his negativity eat at him. He slumped his head on the glass surface piled with crumpled papers. "I give up. I. Give. Up."
 
After being buzzed in by the assistant behind the desk Gou made his way to the apartment on the paper. Once he arrived at the door listed he knocked twice. Right after knocking he noticed the buzzer right next to the door. He rolled his eyes in annoyance as he pressed the button. "Uhh... Yoshitake-san? I'm Kaname, your new assistant."
 
A voice emerged cutting through his desperation, alarming him of a visitor. He got up and slouched toward outside his room. I don't know what to do with him. What am I suppose to even tell him? He opened the doorknob and rays of light burnt his eyes. "Too bright," he shriveled. Masaomi passed by the coach and craved for its comfort. Finally reaching the door, his hands shivered and hesitated but he gathered his courage and decided to take responsibility for his choices. The door hissed opened and his unkempt appearance stood bare. "Just be quiet...please."
 
"Uh... alright?" Gou said, taken aback by the greeting. "I'm Kaname Ono, and I'll be working with you starting today, I guess." He couldn't help noticing the man's haggard appearance. His clothes were a mess and he looked like he hadn't gotten proper sleep in quite some time. Every part of the man that was Kise Yoshitake screamed workaholic. "Um... do you want me to make you some coffee or something?" He offered, not knowing what else to do.
 
"No, thank yo-" Masaomi paused in doubt. He reached his hands and felt the blurring image's cheeks. "Sorry, I can't see you...oh, wait, you already told me who you were." He let go and took his distance away, then motioned Kaname to follow him. "Please close the door and come with m-." His clumsiness tripped him to the ground. Good thing I wasn't wearing my glasses He could have sworn his nose cracked and it struck him with pain.
 
"Are you alright!?" Gou exclaimed, quickly rushing to help Kise. He must wear glasses, which would explain why he suddenly grabbed his cheeks and why he tripped over his own two feet. He knelled down and offered his hand. "Man... You need to be more careful. You should seriously try contacts or at least wear your glasses when moving about."
 
Masaomi's face flushed and words stammered out. He jerked away his hands and helped himself up. "N-No, I-I don't need your help." He rubbed his nose to alleviate the pain and looked away in shame. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to p-push your hands away." Embarrassment and guilt meshed, poking at his conscience. I've made a fool out of myself Tears brimmed his eyes but he managed to hide it, wiping them away with his sleeve.
 
Gou didn't know what to say. He had been here less than five minutes and his new boss was already a wreck. "You're good. Some people don't like being helped. I can respect that." He finally took the chance to look around at the apartment he was in. It was very bright, spacious, and expensive. The painting on the wall over the table had to cost more than Gou's entire apartment. Not only that, but the size of the kitchen and living room combined had to be larger than his apartment. After a few more moments of staring, Gou couldn't take the silence anymore. "I'm making coffee." He pushed past Kise to get to the kitchen. He began rummaging through the multitude of cabinets, searching for the things he needed. "Most of these are empty... Hey where do you keep your filters?"
 
Kaname's words etched in his mind; it had him regret his actions. Masaomi lowered his head and tried to clarify things. "I-It's not like that-" He almost lost balance when the other pushed through. His gaze followed him to the kitchen, where the ugly truth obscured itself. "Uh, I won't bother if I were you, it's empty-everything that is. Even the refrigerator. " It hadn't occurred to him to equip the kitchen with 'basic' necessary implements, or food since they served him no use in the first place. He twiddled his fingers and said,"It's just an delusion so my editor won't lash out on me, he's scary." If he was given the option of not having one, he would have taken it confidently. "I'm sorry?" He lived mainly on restaurants, having his meals outside everyday.
 
"Seriously? Man, no wonder you're so scrawny." Gou closed the cabinet and headed back towards the front door. "Grab your glasses and your wallet. We're going out to get food. And I won't take no for an answer." He leaned on the door and crossed his arms.
 
"Okay..." He couldn't reply with anything else and obediently listened. He strode back to his room and admired the sea of crumpled papers occupying his floor. He picked his glasses and put it on. "Now the big challenge." Masaomi had to scavenge, delve for his wallet. He crouched down and dug through the papers. "I swear to god I had it here somewhere," he blurted. He remembered throwing it in frustration, but for where, he couldn't recall.
 
Gou gave up on waiting and followed the sound of Kise's voice to his room. His room was like the rest of his apartment, just a whole lot messier. "Writer's block much?" Gou began to sift through some of the papers as well. He was about to give up when he saw it closer to the bed. "Found it!" He threw it towards Kise and headed towards the door. "I'm getting hungry too so hurry up."
 
Masaomi caught it on share luck. "Thank you," he muttered. With the apparent impatience of his assistant, he hadn't the time to even change to a cleaner outfit; he snatched whatever coat present ahead , cellphone, watch, keys and hurried to the front door. He bid farewell to his apartment, a habit he adapted from loneliness, and gave Kaname a nudge. "Come on."
 
Gou made his way out with Kise, Gou leading the way. "So, what's given you writers block? That room was quite the mess. I'll help you clean it up when we get back."
 
Masaomi would have loved for him to drop the topic but his question was predictable given how his room looked. His mood sunk. "Out of inspirations," he responded, voice showing clear depression. He sighed and adjusted his glasses; misty clouds covered his head. He went down the stairs reconsidering their little trip, and whether or not he should have stayed.
 
"You should get out of the house more then. There's a lot of stuff around town that could could spark up some inspiration." Gou rounded the corner, stopping for a second to study his surroundings. He continued on, making sure Kise was right behind him. "What do you like to eat? I'm not a five star chef but I can whip up something good every once in a while."
 
"Whip up?" The term sounded weird to his ears. He spent the majority of his time accumulating traditional terminologies and missed out modern ones. "Like prepare, yes?" He made sure not to lose sight of Kaname and followed his steps. He found it rather strange that they both were getting on well with each other in a small period of time. Masaomi scratched his head in puzzle, he hadn't hadn't any preference-not currently. "Anything, I won't complain."
 
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