Acting

4

As the final scenes of the movie were wrapped, signaling the end of their on-screen journey together, Sanemi and Giyuu found themselves standing on the threshold of a new chapter in their lives. The cast and crew gathered for a celebratory wrap party, but amidst the laughter and applause, there was an undercurrent of bittersweet sadness.

For Sanemi and Giyuu, the end of filming meant saying goodbye to the characters they had portrayed and the world they had inhabited for so long. But more than that, it meant parting ways with each other, their lives taking them in different directions once again.

As they stood on the bustling set, surrounded by their fellow actors and the familiar sights and sounds of the film industry, Sanemi couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that settled in his chest. He stole glances at Giyuu, who was engaged in conversation with some of the crew members, his smile bright and infectious as ever.

Sanemi realized just how much he would miss the easy camaraderie they had shared on set, the way Giyuu's presence had become an anchor in the chaos of their lives. But more than that, he would miss the quiet moments they had stolen together, the stolen kisses and whispered promises that had bound them together in secret.

As the night wore on and the party began to wind down, Sanemi found himself standing alone on the deserted set, the echoes of laughter and music fading into the night. He closed his eyes, willing himself to remember every moment they had shared, every touch and every kiss, as if trying to imprint them on his soul.

But amidst the memories, there was a sense of longing, a yearning for something more. For as much as Sanemi tried to convince himself that it was just a fleeting infatuation, he couldn't deny the truth—he had fallen in love with Giyuu, with every fiber of his being.

And as he stood there in the darkness, he made a silent vow to himself—to cherish the memories they had created together, to hold onto them tightly even as they parted ways, and to never forget the love they had shared, even if it was only for a brief moment in time.

Giyuu was leaving the country for some other movie role he had taken up and that meant he was leaving without saying goodbye because he had to be quick. He would miss Giyuu but it didn't mean their story was over but on a pause.

Years had passed since Sanemi last saw Giyuu. In the intervening time, both had pursued their respective careers with unwavering dedication, each carving out their own path in the world of film and entertainment. Despite the distance and the passage of time, their memories of each other remained etched in their hearts, a constant reminder of the bond they had shared.

It was a warm summer evening when fate intervened, bringing them together once more. Sanemi had just finished shooting his latest film and was taking a stroll through the bustling streets of the city when he spotted a familiar figure in the crowd—a figure he had never expected to see again.

Giyuu stood there, looking just as he remembered, his gaze fixed on something in the distance. Sanemi's heart skipped a beat as he approached, his footsteps quickening with each passing moment. And then, in an instant, their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still.

For a moment, neither spoke, the weight of their unspoken emotions hanging heavy in the air. And then, as if guided by some invisible force, they found themselves wrapped in each other's arms, the years melting away in an instant.

"I never thought I'd see you again," Sanemi whispered, his voice barely audible above the din of the city.

Giyuu smiled, his eyes sparkling with warmth and affection. "I never stopped thinking about you," he replied, his voice filled with emotion.

And in that moment, as they stood there amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, their hands intertwined and their hearts beating as one, Sanemi knew that their story was far from over.

They stumbled back into Sanemi's hotel room. Sanemi's hands going under Giyuu's shirt, he held onto his hips as they fell onto Sanemi's bed. Their making out only getting deeper and deeper. The night was young and so were they, they spent it feeling each other's bodies. Holding each other and feeling a warmth they hadn't felt in a long time.

It was all they needed.

End of Acting.