One Kind Love - The Beginning

Chapter 2

"Kind of......" Ren stated awkwardly. he wasn't used to people talking to him. "What's your name? myself Quinn" the guy said gesturing a handshake. "I'm Ren, nice to meet you".

the guy was tanned, well built, but not too bulky, slightly freckled and was a brunette with crystal blue eyes which sparkled into Ren's sharp black ones . his nose and jawline were utter perfection, subtle yet pretty.........

and that was the beginning....the point where Ren's life changed....for good.

the following years had been quite fruitful. Ren and Quinn first became good friends. they had a name for being weird or different. Ren was a top scorer. a lot of people envied him for his intelligence.

Quinn on the other hand, was more envied for his social abilities. he was good at consoling depressed college souls who faced break-ups , relationships etc.

Ren later felt more comfortable with Quinn and was open to him. Quinn had an aura which drew people towards him. "more than having the gift, he was the best at flaunting it...........what a man!" Ren continued thinking.

"our relationship started getting serious when we were in our third year, Quinn had moved in with me in a small house just outside our college. and that was when I found out what being friends with benefit meant"

"the last year was the best. the last day, the brat had the guts to lead a bar in the basement of the place. in the bright flashy lights of the basement, i pulled my drunk man into a fricking kiss....in front of many drunk bastards"

"I could taste the bitterness of the god damn beer on his tongue as i sucked" that was the first time Ren got the guts to pull his boyfriend into a lip locking, long lasted masterpiece (in public).

"why do I sound this dramatic .........for a shitty kiss" thought Ren going through what he had just thought of.

damn those years were hard yet fun for him. Quinn was the biggest softie he could find. "hard out but soft in.....I mean IN too"

"and how the f**k did I know?(while playing bottom) my god damn curiosity. I mean, he was dead that night, so why not?"

that was the longest Ren had spent editing a budget enquiry form for his client. Err. and he still hadn't finished.

"where the f**k are you?" Ren thought an hour later. Quinn usually is one of the first person to leave work ,but lately people are pretty messed up. Quinn was a psychologist working at what Ren called "the asylum". It was true, people were mad there and drove Quinn mad too.

now it had been a year since they graduated college. Both men were 23 years old. Ren had urged his parents to leave him alone in London city,. ever since, Ren and Quinn had lived together in a small flat with two rooms. they shared the cost and resembled somewhat a family.

they had each other . Ren used to take care of any financial issues and Quinn could deal with any nosy neighbors trying to poke their noses into their business. their relationship was a secret , a very dark one.

either of their parents didn't know about it they knew it was a huge risk to keep it going. yet they went on as pleasure is more satisfactory than pain could ever be.

"I'm on my way mate, just caught up with paperwork will be back in an hour or so" replied Quinn still stuck at work. "man i just wanna go back home" grunted Quinn as he stacked sheets of paper on his cluttered desktop. being a therapist was a heck of a job.

"that bloody asshole" cussed Ren under his breathe at home as he slammed an empty binder across the room. he too was fed up and wanted to relax.

their fate was such that they couldn't go out together without other people noticing and sneering. it was a pain in the ass to even go on a casual date even when the f*****g town's asleep!

now Ren's blood was boiling. he couldn't go on writing up that shitty budget plan of his. we wanted one thing in this entire f*****g world, and that was to hug Quinn, at this moment........right NOW!