𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

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𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑.
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"shiloh, wait up."

the twenty year old turned around, his sweet blue eyes landing on the classmate pursuing him quickly, halting his departure. a slight uncertainty bloomed in his doe eyes as he quickly exchanged a look with the girl he called a friend next to him with pretty red hair, but nothing was quite as pretty as the refined model who held his books to his chest.

the streaks in his fluffy, light brown hair matched the slim-fitting purple button-up cardigan he wore, lightly exposing his pierced belly button. his small yet rounded hips were covered by the lowriding, baggy blue jeans he wore that greatly accentuated his figure, paired with the light purple tote bag he wore. despite the fact that shiloh was easily worth more than the people he walked among and if anything, possessed the highest value at his school nothing separated hm from ordinary people. he still preferred to be modest in presenting his wealth, obvious by his simple diamond studs and ordinary clothing. even so, it was quite clear why he was a supermodel just from a mere look upon his crystal-clear features that had grown up just a tad bit ever since they were presented to the media.

"yes?" shiloh questioned the timid boy who stood before him, greatly accustomed to the scene that was about to go down. despite his hope that the male would somehow catch a clue just by the intial 'k' on shiloh's finger that probably cost more than his whole entire life, the twenty year old knew that he wouldn't- they never did. "can i help you?"
"uh.. my name is uwais. i'm in you-"
"my culinary class," shiloh finished, his lips spreading into a warm, glossed smile as he tried his best to be patient. "i remember you."
"..so what're you doing for break?"

unbeknownst to either of the men who stood on the sidewalk of one of the large university's many paths, their conversation was doomed from the start, specifically due to the fact that just as they began to talk a car pulled up not too far away from where the sophomore was standing.

"i'm going to mexico, and you?" shiloh murmured to the obviously nervy football player who's eyes shifted.
"just, uh spending some time with family."
"me too," shiloh said, the falsified kindness in his eyes twinkling as his patience ran out. "what was it that you needed again uwais?"

"well.. i've just been wondering if maybe i could get your number, or socials? i mean, like- because, you're very pretty, so i just uh.."
"ah, thank you." shiloh accepted, his eyelashes batting as he let out a small sigh. "but u-"

"shi."

the college student couldn't help but to let out a small laugh of irony as the boy in front of him glanced behind him, his eyes climbing all the way up to the boy's face whom shiloh was aware was towering over him. it seemed that in situations like this, his lover had an uncanny talent for showing up and stopping whatever interaction he was having with anybody else whether it be male or female- he simply didn't care, and that was very much apparent in the way that his possessive hands grabbed the petite boy, pulling him to his chest and as far away from the other male as possible.

"hi kai," shiloh chirped, his eyes lightening up at the sight of his boyfriend who did not return his smile. instead, his dark eyes pierced directly into the man who if anything, only got more anxious then he was previously. shiloh alone was quite a sight to behold, one with a beauty so light and breathtaking that one found themselves quite nervous to approach him but he.. he was different. his aura was different than his partners, easily breaking into the air of others and controlling it just from a slight glance that made one feel weak in the knees. his pretty face somehow did not match the threatening air around him, but what made him even more terrifying was the fact that he, just like his lover, was undoubtedly beautiful. "umais, meet kaidon. he's my boyfriend. kaidon, meet umais."
"uh.. h-hey." the athlete stuttered to the black-haired man who simply said nothing in return. he was quite different than the boy who looked like a child in comparison to him, dressed fully in a tailored, black suit. perhaps the only thing that didn't scream businessman about him was his messy hair, which even after growing out of his teenage years he wore the same.