City of Love [Zaintsee]

Chapter 6

Dedicated to Jlopesrussi

Zee was left alone standing in his expensive suite room where he always stays every time he visits Paris. Since Zee is a VIP client, the hotel will reserve this particular suite for him around this time of the year.

Zee didn't know why he felt that way about Saint. Zee visits the city of love in the hope he will find love for himself, he dates women who approached him but never once did he have any reaction, he tried to do everything any boyfriend would do and expected his dates to also act like any normal girlfriend. Although he never brought anyone into his room before, he did not know why he literally forced Saint to come here.

Never once did he feel the way he felt about Saint, his body reacted as though it was malfunctioning. Zee had a conversation with himself,

"What just happened? Who was that man and why do I feel this way about him?"

"I don't know... But he might be the one you are searching for"

"But no girl made me feel this way"

"Exactly... No girl... You never tried dating any men"

"But I would have known if I was gay... I really don't remember anyone irrespective of men or women have ever made me feel like I wanted to willingly kiss them"

"Probably, you only feel that way about him. You don't necessarily have to be homosexual, you can be Saintsexual"

"Is that even a thing"

"Maybe... You wouldn't know if you don't try, give him a chance"

"But I never make the first move"

"For a cutie like that, it is worth it"

"Huh... Right, he was a mixture of cute and handsome together. He was just too beautiful"

"He 'is'... He is not in your past... He can be your present and future if you take charge"

"But he asks so many questions"

"He is just curious, I mean, he said he has seen you around with women so yeah, naturally he might have questions and I think you should be honest to him if you really thinking about taking it forward"

"Yes... What would he feel about me after knowing I'm like a famous playboy or something"

"Are you regretting that right now? Seriously?"

"No... I've never done anything regrettable, I have always been clear in what I am doing"

"Good then, you just need to make him understand what you have been doing"

"But... What if he doesn't feel the same way as I do?"

"You will never know until you give it a shot"

Zee smiled when he finally came to a conclusion and he finally decided that he is going to get to know Saint better, but he was getting restless by the minute and wanted to meet Saint right away. He wasn't sure if will be able to wait till the next day.

He tried to relax, he first took a shower and then ordered room service and had breakfast, usually he would just go out and wait for someone to come ask him out, but he wasn't going to accept anyone's offer anymore as he had found Saint. Every second he stayed idle his mind somehow wavered and found reasons to think about Saint, he yearned for Saint to touch him and kiss him. He wanted to know how those pink plump lips felt like in his mouth. He shook his head as he was getting all weird thoughts. He even went to the extent of thinking about Saint nakedly lying next to him. He decided to dress up and go out hoping that he might get distracted.

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Saint rushed back home, he was scared. He met Zee again, he was planning on how to make an appearance in front of the other but never did he expect for every thing that happened today to happen. He met Zee, he went to his hotel room, he was standing in front of him shirtless, he was touched by Zee. Zee asked him out and he just ran out of that place awkwardly, without knowing how to react to all that.

Saint before stepping in he made sure he looked alright, he didn't want his detective mom to suspect that Saint had been up to something. He entered and directly went up to his room and he took a shower freshened up and came down for breakfast. He popped a pain killer tablet to help him to not feel pain in the areas where he was injured this morning. His mom was not at home, he just assumed that she might have gone out, he finished his breakfast and just like always he grabbed his cello and headed out to play on the streets. Saint owned a scooter as he thought that it was easier way to commute in the streets of Paris with a scooter rather than a car.

He went to the same spot as yesterday, by the wishing fountain and because he felt like he did not help the homeless man sitting by the fountain. He reached there relieved to see the same old man again, he was hoping for him to be there and not move to another place. But just like he hoped for the old was there, the old man smiled displaying one missing tooth, Saint waved back and he opened his cello case, took it out and started playing Johann Sebastian Bach: Cello Suite No. 1 in G major with his eyes closed.

Saint was completely immersed and concentrating on hitting the right notes that he ignored everything around him. He wasn't feeling any pain from the injury this morning, it was like music was healing him. When he was done he slowly opened his eyes which immediately fell into the cello case, his smile widened as he saw more coins and euro bills than yesterday and he felt content. He could hear clapping of just a pair of hands, he looked up to see only Zee standing there and applauding. There was no crowd surrounding him, just like any other day he plays in this spot. But there was just Zee smiling and appreciating Saint's music.

"Zee?" Saint whispered in disbelief, his jaw dropping and eyes widened.

"I didn't know you were a musician" Zee said while having a bright smile.