"From they day I had laid my eyes on him I want no one else, no other, just the wrong guy. In bad or worse, in deceiving or destruction, in pain or self-killing, I will nerve back off, never take a step closer to the right guy, as long as I can have...
Lucas had a sleepless night tossing and turning, unable to train his brain to think about anything else. The brightness of the raising day made him jump up then run down wearing his underwear and pants only, he met Wladimir in the hall, the man looked at him in an unpleasant way.
"Today we're not training," he said passing him walking towards the dining room.
"Why?" asked Lucas a shiver running down his spine.
"You have some free time," Wladimir didn't even turn his way.
"How long?" Lucas was trembling.
"There's no deadline, you're free to do whatever you like," Wladimir disappeared on the stairs leading to the basement rooms.
Lucas was standing there feeling his insides turning into ice. Was Wladimir done teaching him just so, because he had beaten the guy up, because he had defended himself, ok attacked with no reason.
He turned around swiftly running through the recaption to the main door, he nearly bumped into the guy with the shuffle, who was enjoying the morning as the sky was clear. The icy air was barely getting to him, as Lucas was so hot inside when he ran into the forest, the same way Wladimir has been always leading him. He was breathing in sharper keeping a steady tempo, finding the path around the lake as his yesterday's footprints were frozen into the snow.
The dawn was raising slowly when he felt the burning longing he had experienced since Jungwoo had left the training room slowly lifting off.
It was physically relieving, a calm silence around he became one with, the forest, the dark bark of the trees contrasting with the endless white around it and the pink baby-blue morning sky. Lucas made a whole circle finally moving up the last hill right in front of the resort when it finally hit him why Wladimir had made him do it. To train his perseverance despite pain, despite inconvenience, despite everything that's happening around him, as his body was able to stand it, his body hadn't been over back then in LA when Johnny had punched the shit out of him, his mind was, he had come to the ring as a loser, being absolutely sure his opponent is imperishable when he's not good, not worthy.
He stopped in the snow unable to define this new discovery. Has he known this eight months ago.
Loud barking made him raise his head, his insides twisted uncontrollably when he saw Snoopy running through the snow his way waving it's tail happily followed by Jungwoo who was wrapped up in that thick jacket Jaehyun has given him. He stopped noticing Lucas, when the other one lowered his head, heat moving to his face. There was no hiding now, he couldn't simply turn around and run away although he wished to.
Was it like on the ring, the invincible opponent inside him he couldn't escape, he din't want to face.
"Hi buddy," he whispered patting Snoopy that was jumping at him touching his body with the frozen paws. "Sit bud, it's clod," shouted Lucas jumping away.
He saw how Jungwoo's face turned into a very troubled one, priceless first he has rejected him, now he's rejecting his dog.
"Jungwoo listen," Lucas suddenly moved up, his feet began to hurt from standing in the snow so he ran up the hill till he reached the boy.
Jungwoo looked him straight in the eyes causing him to lower his head.
"Jungwoo I'm sorry for yeah, yesterday," he whispered.
"What are you doing?" asked Jungwoo his eyes still burning on Lucas's face.
"Jogging," whispered Lucas.
Yes always jogging nearly as naked as his crazy neighbor, he laughed at the irony, weren't they the same him and Natasha, completely crazy, overwhelmingly crazy in love with Jungwoo.
He looked up his heartbeat becoming uneven, his breath stopping in his lungs when he glanced at the boy's face, his big pink lips, his fingers reacting before he could stop himself when he caressed down Jungwoo's cold cheeks. Goosebumps filling his skin, he shouldn't do it, he couldn't yet he leaned in closing the distance, till he felt Jungwoo's winter frozen lips, so soft bending into his. The world stooped, the forest became so quiet like on a different planet when he was standing there, simply standing there connecting lips to lips until pulling back in shock. His feet were burning underneath him, or was it Jungwoo, his shocked face when he began to touch his lips with an absent gaze.
"I'm sorry," whispered Lucas.
"Lucas it's very strange," muttered Jungwoo looking straight at him. "I thought a kiss tastes like raspberries but it has no taste," he started pulling on his lips.
Lucas chuckled he couldn't help, he felt something dancing inside him.
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