Title inspiration: Chase Atlantic - Church
*Characters are slightly aged down
Themes: Internalised homophobia, self discovery, self acceptance, ingestion of alcohol at a party, mentions of vomiting (hangover), loss of virginity
Top: Mark
Bottom: Jeno
(also available on AO3)Mark has always been a good boy. Always attending church, praying, following the 10 commandments and dressing appropriately. He has only dated one girl and that was a year ago but they parted ways due to the girl moving to another country, so they tried long distance for a couple months before deciding that it wasn't for them.
One day whilst Mark was attending the sermon, he spots an unfamiliar figure. This figure was dressed in church attire but was still very attractive. His hair was long, black and fluffy. His jawline sharp, tall nose bridge, soft looking lips and intense looking eyes. This figure was also tall, had an enviable waist and shoulder ratio. His hands looked dainty yet veiny. Mark swore he just saw a model. He couldn't help but spare a few glances at the unknown figure. The person in question glanced back and smiled. Mark's heart just skipped a beat. His eye smile was beautiful and made him look so cute and innocent. Mark looked back at him and focused back on the sermon. Mark was not about to sin. Mark always swore he was straight but the beautiful work of art at the other side of the room looked so enticing.
At the end of the sermon, Mark went home and prayed to God, praying that he still remains a good boy and that he is still straight.
The next time he attended church, he spots the figure at the other side again but this time he was conversing with another person who he assumed was a friend or family member. He glanced at his enviable figure; small waist and round buttocks looking so delicious he couldn't help but stare. Although he's dressed in church appropriate clothing, he still manages to look so delectable. Mark wanted a taste of that beauty. He wanted to touch him and see how his body reacts. Mark shakes his head and snaps out of his not so straight thoughts, staring at the cathedral as he waits for the starting rites of the mass. The artwork displayed was beautiful but the mysterious boy was really a work of art. Mark tries to think of anything but the boy. He snaps out his trance when the priest starts the mass. This was going to be a long mass...
At the end of the mass, he proceeded to stick around more, just to see the boy once more and he swore he had never heard something so beautiful come out of one's mouth. The sound in question was the boy talking to his friend or family member and his voice sounded like honey. Smooth yet rough, slightly deep yet soft at the same time. Mark wanted to pull his hair out of his head. He could not do this. He was straight.
He was a good boy. He would never sin for the sake of curiosity. Mark swore to never explore further into his sexuality, refraining from touching himself at the thought of any attractive man let alone touching and kissing another man. Mark sighed and stared at the cathedral once more before heading back to his car.When Mark arrived home, he prayed to God again before getting changed back into comfortable clothing.
It was one week later and Mark was at church again, staring at the cathedral whilst waiting for the starting rites, not bothering to look at the other direction in fear that he might see the pretty boy who made his heart flutter every time he glanced at him. Unfortunately this did not last long as the boy in question bumped into Mark accidentally whilst walking back to his family or friends as Mark assumed. The pretty boy fell in front of Mark. "Are you okay?" Mark questioned and offered a helping hand, only to be shocked once the boy held his hand and stood up. Oh...it's him. "I'm fine" the boy in question replied. Mark just wanted to pinch himself at this point. The pretty boy literally fell in front of him. His voice was ringing in his ears. "Uhhh..." the boy uttered. "Oh sorry I was just surprised but I'm Mark Lee by the way" Mark responded. "Umm thank you Mark Lee...my name is Jeno...Lee Jeno..." the boy replied. Mark swore his heart skipped a beat again even by his voice. "Uhhh...your name sounds nice..." Mark responded, trying not to seem too obvious about the fact that he is developing a crush on this boy and rather quickly as well. "Thanks..." Jeno responded shyly. "No worries" is all Mark muttered.
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