Pièce de résistance

The New Beginning

As the gentle, warm sunlight pierce through the glass panes of The Splendide, one of the many penthouses situated in the famous Rue de Rivoli of Paris, Logan Mitchell's eyes fluttered open. He tried to make out his surroundings, still groggy from having just woken up. His head was resting on something hard yet comfortable, his hands latched onto undeniably soft skin and someone was holding his waist. He smiled to himself as he closed his eyes once again, breathing in the sweet scent of the sunlight filled room. Of course it feels comfortable; that's my man's strong chest! Logan thought to himself.

Since moving to Paris five weeks ago, there hadn't been a day where Logan can wake up feeling his boyfriend next to him but today, a Sunday to be exact, was an exception. Logan felt lucky, the luckiest man in the world if you would. Kendall Knight, alpha male model and Logan's boyfriend, was now lying beside him. No, Logan was lying on Kendall's bare chest. Now, that sounds way better and sweeter. And to sweeten the deal even more, Kendall was holding Logan, something the smaller boy always enjoyed.

Juggling the various casting calls, go-sees and photo shoots the last five weeks caused Kendall to spend less quality time (read in bed time) with Logan. But it was not like Logan can complain. He was the one who suggested that they come to Paris to start afresh after all and of course, Kendall's reputation as the world's current alpha male model meant that his new agency, Elite Models, will overwork him as much as possible since Kendall was currently a reliable cash cow in the industry. But of course, the 'spending less quality time with each other' situation was not caused by Kendall alone; Logan had a part in it too. Logan's new agency, Ford Models, often sent him out on countless castings and go-sees to see if any clients were interested in booking him for modeling jobs. Although Logan once participated in Paris Fashion Week, his status was nowhere near Kendall's and coupled with the fact that he actually stopped modeling for a brief period of time, Logan was virtually forgotten in the Paris modeling scene. His initial success of booking a major campaign for Louis Vuitton three days after the move to Paris remained his biggest success since settling down. Logan did book several other jobs but they were obviously minor in scale compared to the LV campaign. How can catalogs beat haute couture after all? The answer to that was a no brainer.

Both parties were busy with their own careers, albeit experiencing different heights of success. The busyness and stress caught up with Logan and he got tired and frustrated. It made him long for his boyfriend's touch, to be in the arms of his lover when he wakes up every morning but that longing may be as good as his own wishful thinking or a part of his perfect fantasy since Kendall was always the busier one, rarely found hanging around the penthouse. And whenever Kendall was free, Logan either got callbacks from his agency to go meet with the clients or he had a job offer to complete. But now, it looks like the day Logan longed for had finally come; Kendall had the whole day off and Logan beamed at this thought.

Logan's reverie was broken by a sudden movement on Kendall's part. He felt Kendall nuzzling his hair and also a kiss on his head. Logan was delighted. He proceeded to move his hand from Kendall's chest to Kendall's hands on his waist, intertwining their fingers. Everything felt right at that moment.

'Morning…Logiebear…' Kendall slurred.

'Morning, Kendizzle.' Logan returned the greeting in his squeaky voice.

With his eyes still closed, Kendall reached for Logan's forehead and planted a kiss there. He then pulled Logan further into his embrace, his long legs clamping Logan's conveniently smaller frame, as though Logan was a bolster. Logan continued to lie on Kendall's comfy chest, feeling his warmth and taking in his scent.

'Kendall…' Logan said in a muffled, cute voice.

'Hmm?' There was clear nonchalance in Kendall's tone of voice.