(BL) Gray Hart

Chapter 1 - Move out, Move in, Move on

The moon seems sad today. A whole year has passed. I would have tied this day with a black ribbon. I'm sure the moon would agree with me...

A couple of boxes remained at the entrance. All my things, and I don't have a lot, have already been taken to the fourth floor - to the loft. Autumn air chills my cheeks, but I like the feeling. The evening is sad, but pleasant.

Jenna's car pulls up, and she flies out of it like a fairy. Beautiful, light, followed by a trail of perfume. She runs up to me.

"Hey, Gray! You have already moved in!"

"Yes. And I wanted to say thank you again for helping me out and telling me about this place," I smile at her. "Should I treat you to dinner as a sign of my gratitude?"

"No need for that. I'm glad I could help," she winks coquettishly. "And I'll feel better knowing a good person lives in my former room. And that you are in a good place." She gives me a charming smile. "I forgot something there. Let's go up?"

I nod, grab the boxes, and we enter the elevator. Jenna presses the button for the 4th floor, and the elevator starts.

"I know this is against the rules, but still... as an exception," she ogles at me. "Did Marcus say something about my last photo shoot?"

At first, I smile silently, as if I want to tease her a little.

"As you said, it's against the rules, but if as an exception... the main contender for the spring underwear catalog is now here in this elevator," and I press my finger to my lips, seeing that Jenna is ready to scream. "But all this is at the discussion stage, so... Shhh."

"Oh my God... I always knew that in your hands the camera loves me."

The elevator stops, and we get out. Jenna heads straight for the open door of the 4B loft. Before I walk in, she is already leaving the room, pecks me on my cheek, and says, "I have to go. I hope you will be happy here. And I hope to see you soon." And she disappears into the hallway.

I'm tired. The day has been long, a lot has happened. So I leave all my boxes as they are until tomorrow and fall asleep completely exhausted and fully dressed on the mattress.

I hear a noise, and at first, I don't even understand whether it is a dream or not. And when it dawns on me that I have woken up, I am seized with panic, especially when the noise is repeated.

I peer cautiously out of the room, a light is on in the hallway. And... suddenly I notice him. A silhouette crosses the room, awkwardly bypassing my boxes and hiding behind the door of the next room, not noticing me.

Numb, I stand in the doorway and try to figure out what to do now. Jenna didn't mention she had a roommate. Is this a burglar? But my boxes look intact. I approach the door behind which the guy disappeared. And at that moment it swings open, and I even scream in surprise and step back.

"Heck! You scared me!" I breathe out. "I didn't know there was anyone else here."

But in return, I get a silent look. This guy, he must be older than me, is unshaven, with a rumpled face, sullen, with disheveled hair. He wears a stretched t-shirt that should convince me that rock'n'roll is alive and black jeans. I have a bad feeling about this.

"I'm Gray. I moved in instead of Jenna," and I hold out my hand to him, hoping that he won't cut it with a knife.

"Hart," he finally answers in a hoarse voice, and I can smell the alcohol. He never shakes my hand, so I let it drop.

"So... we are roommates now," I try to smile, but it doesn't work, I'm too nervous.

In response, he nods almost imperceptibly and closes the door right in front of me.