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"No one can resist his beauty."

"Both male and female aren't capable of getting out of his beauty's trap."

"I got kicked by him, but no way can I hate that guy."

Jack put his leg on the chair watching the TV and dragged a half-smile out of his lips.
Why did they keep idolizing a stupid Swede, while he WAS the one who deserves all that?
He thought to himself and listed mass number of dates he had been through in the past, at least 20 people, all of whom were girls. After all, what did he have but Jack didn't?

"Wait a minute... isn't it even more adorable if I can charm him?"

Jack thought to himself and step by step built a detailed plan. Alright, he wouldn't lose anything if he failed, but of course he wouldn't fail.

"This time destination of the Swedish "heart-robber" will be Brighton, for 7 days."

Great. That was right where he lived.

"7 days is more than enough."
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Felix got down from the plane.
Been through an almost two-day flight but he didn't seem tired at all and walked away fast.
Luckily this time he travelled alone, if he went with his annoying sister she would cry and make him wait for a day, guard for her sleeping right in the middle of the airport.

Felix walked really fast, not because he wanted to show off his strength, even if he did, no one would run like a wind in such crowded airport like this.
What he wanted was to escape from the staring of those ladies, teen girls right there.

Felix didn't acknowledge his amazing beauty, he just simply thought: "Ahh shit, did I forget to fasten my pants' zipper? What are they smiling at?"

BAM!!

-Watch your step, don't fucking run in this crowded place.
-Oh... Sorry...
-Wait, are you...?

Felix slowly turned up his face to see who was standing in front of him and how did that person know his name.
Actually every single one in this airport recognized him, they were just busy looking at him from the distance and smiling shyly.

-Felix Arvid Ulf Kjellberg?
-You... How do you know...

"Damn, how dare you pretend like that, you've been on TV at least 20 fucking times!!"
Jack swore in his mind. Despite being annoyed, he didn't show any hate or something like that, even the smallest one.
He was so smart like an old fox who had seen all bad things in his deep, dark forest. Or maybe worse, a fox wearing lamb's skin.
Felix was too pure and naive like a little lamb, maybe because he was overprotected in his luxury mansion on the edge of Sweden.
Little lamb met the old fox, what could happen?

-Forget that, I'm in big trouble, could you...
-How can I help you?
-Let me stay in your house for 1 week please?
-About that...

Felix had a small house in England, actually house for one person so it was just slightly bigger than Jack's flat a little bit. More importantly, he only had 1 bed, let guest sleep on the floor or on the sofa is not a good idea, but he only returned to England once several years, no way would he put up with that just because of a stranger...

Reading all the thoughts of Felix clearly on his golden eyebrows, Jack moved on his second step. He pretended to slip and moaned seductively "Aahh~...". Some guys nearby started blushing, other coughed real hard.

Jack held Felix's solid shoulders and looked at him with his cute puppy eyes.

-My leg hurt... Can we go to your house and cure it...

If Felix were a normal person he would carry Jack on his shoulders and take him to his house, look after him like a cute pet. The problem is he was not only too pure but also a bit "idiot". He didn't relize that was a pickup line, he just heard that the front person was hurting so he nodded his head and took him to his house.
Jack saw that expression and thought that he was successful.
It didn't take them too long to be there.

-This is your house?
-Nope, mine is in Sweden. This is just a side flat in England.
-Aren't there any TVs here?
-Yup. My whole family don't have time to watch TV so we don't waste money buying that.
-Even in your main mansion?
-Even in my main mansion.
-But don't you use any social networks? Or magazines or newspaper?
-We only read political news.
-No wonder...

Jack said to himself. He truly didn't acknowledge his own fame. But he only needed to look at the mirror to see that handsomeness. What kind of men that had never looked at the mirror and admired his own beauty?

-So exactly who are you, what do you think you are?
-A normal Swede I guess?

Felix said and smiled softly. His eyes were limpid like the high sky after a heavy rain that cleaned all Jack's mind.
That blue took over his heart and burned it every single second he looked at Felix's eyes.

"Shit... Who is charming who now..."

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 28, 2017 ⏰

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