Untamed Hearts

what if....

Aat comes out of the shower, his hair still dripping wet as he spreads the towel on chairs back and flopps on the bed. Hugging the teddy bear, he sits back and reaches for his phone laying on the bedside.

Punching the password, he opens gallery of his phone which was filled with random clicks of a school student. One after other, he looks at the pics intently, a maddening rush filling his eyes.

Aat thumped his glass empty of drink on the counter, his gaze back to the entrance contemplating if his friend had finally ditched on him or what? He is waiting from last an hour for his asshat friend.

His friend is a well practiced doctor unlike him a struggling model. Well to be frank ' struggling' would be a strong word as he doesn't have any shortage of work. Offers are lined up one after another for him and he is paid in advance so there's no problem of money also. It is just, the rush he used to feel earlier when he thought about walking on the runway before hundreds and thousands of eyes, blinding flashes and clicks of camera, is nowhere present. He downright feels bore going on with the same old schedule of waking up getting ready heavy make up and posing before the lens like a robot.

Lazily, he turns fully to face the dance floor, legs crossed leaning against the island, his left elbow propped on the counter top as he brings beer to his mouth, taking a mouthful of it.

The song changes to a slow one and patrons on the dance floor begins to sway with the music. The crowd parted and Aat's eyes zeroed on someone. The leather claded pants wrapped like a second skin to the slender legs paired with black leather jacket. The owner of fuck me boots rolled his lips sensually against the music throwing his head back. All eyes were trained on the lean figure, admiring the view.

Before Aat knew, he is standing behind the lithe body and started to move his hips. The heat radiating off the body is becoming too much for him and he wanted nothing more than to lick off the sweats, to taste the person in front of him, to see the face of his new found fascination.

Then the person turned and Aat felt his heart race, going wild, his emotions running untamed seeing the innocent and young face looking back at him with genuine smile.