A SECRET AGENT
A GANG MEMBER
AN ILLEGAL RACER
CAN YOU BE ALL?
Earth is a secret agent whose only job is to catch the organizer of the monthly Midnight Race
Mix is the winner of every Midnight Race...until now
"The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment."
- Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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About two hours later, Earth and Mix walked hand in hand, fingers interwind, into the club. The quiet jazz sounded from the speakers, gently blessing their ears. Standing there, at the entrance, the curtain, still in the soft motion behind them, their eyes were scanning the club, looking for Pond. And they didn't have to look for long. The said boy appeared in front of them out of nowhere, grabbing Earth's wrist and dragging him to the chair positioned in the far corner of the club, in front of the big white canvas.
"Earth, hi, here sit there and smile." Pond said, moving the chair Earth was sitting on around as if it wasn't the same no matter what angle he sits in.
"Hello to you too. Ehm, is it necessary to move with this chair so much?" Earth was getting a little bit dizzy from all this moving.
"It is! It needs to be the best angle." Pond said, checking if the chair is positioned right in the middle of the canvas.
"It's just a fake ID. No need to be so precise."
"You kidding? It needs to be your best photo ever! You need to look like a model." There was no hint of joking in Pond's voice.
"Okay, are you suggesting I don't look good all the time, so you need all these angles to make me look good?" Earth said, raising his eyebrow.
"What? No, no, you are very handsome, definitely, very handsome." Pond waved his hands in front of himself, trying to save his own skin.
"Well, well, well, am I hearing this correctly? My boyfriend is calling another man handsome?" Phuwin appeared on the stairs, Death Note manga in his hand.
"That's not what I meant." Pond said defensively.
"Oh, so I'm not handsome?" Earth laughed.
"That's also not what...oh God, stop messing with me, you two!" Pond was already exhausted from this short but messy interaction.
"You put yourself into this position, mister photographer," Phuwin kissed Pond's cheek to make him stop sulking.
"Okay," Earth clapped his hands, "no messing around anymore, let's take my best photo. This better be Vogue worthy."
.....
From the other side of the club, Mix was watching the whole interaction with a wide smile decorating his beautiful face.
He still couldn't believe that he and Earth are now together. At least, Mix hopes they are. Earth said they should go on a date, and he put his hand on Mix's knee, and they were holding hands until a few minutes ago. All of this means that they are together, right? Mix is starting to overthinking things. No, they are together! That kiss held too many emotions for it to be just a one-time thing. Oh, Mix, stop panicking!
