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When the clock struck 1AM, Leon got woken up by his alarm. He sighed and stood up, dressing in jeans and a warm sweatshirt, since it was pretty damn cold outside. The man had a night shift today, and he had to get up in the middle of the night to go to work.

 

He looked back at the beautiful angel, sleeping in his bed and smiled, kissing his lips. "I'll be back in the morning, dear." He whispered. Leon never thought he would feel so attracted to this boy. Perhaps Leon was starting to fall in love with Fadil? No, that's not right. Leon shook his head and took his bag of clothes, leaving the room and exiting the house. There was no way in hell that he would fall in love again. Love sucked, and he knew it better than anyone else. He wasn't going to fall for that again. Leon was better off alone.

 

But, alone without Fadil? He couldn't possibly live without him. Fadil was all Leon had at the moment, and all he needed, too. He would never part ways with him. It was a mistake to go this far with the genie, but it was a worthwhile mistake, and he was more than happy to make that mistake again. Leon wasn't going to admit his love for the genie yet, but he knew damn well that he was in love with Fadil.

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Fadil heard that God awful alarm, half awake when Leon kissed him. "Have a good day..." Fadil mumbled sleepily, cuddling his pillow and falling back asleep. Fadil woke up around six, feeling a bit sad Leon wasn't here. Sighing, he went to sit up, but let out a soft cry of pain. "My hips..." the genie groaned, laying back down. It was really lonely here, without Leon. It scared the genie, how quickly he got attached to Leon... he has to get over him, Leon won't be his master forever, so in the end these feelings will just hurt him. But, no matter how hard Fadil tried to push Leon back in his mind, tell him these feelings were friendly, the genie knew he was lying to himself. Fadil grew tiresome, lying to himself. He loved Leon. He loves him like a lover, not a friend, not like master, Fadil was in love withwith his master. "... come home, Leon..." Fadil mumbled.

 

A sinister laughter filled the room, making Fadil turn around, facing a raven-haired man with crimson red eyes. "Oh Leon, come home!" Mocked the darker haired man. "Oh, shove a fucking sock in it, why don't you? I had such high hopes for you Fadil. It's a shame you broke my trust. You were so close with being done."

 

Fadil quick sat up, looking at his boss. "Abraxas!" The genie gasped.

 

Abraxas smirked, facing Fadil. "So, you're in love with this Leon fella? Tsk, tsk, tsk Fadil. You should know better than to fall in love."

 

Fadil trembled slightly, looking down at the sheets. "Yes sir. I'm sorry."

 

Abraxas let out this booming laugh, getting up and walking around Leon's room. "No need to feel sorry, I'm actually feeling a bit giving..." Abraxas stopped, grabbing Fadil's lamp, running his thumb across it.

 

The genie's eyes snapped towards Abraxas, watching him play with his lamp. Abraxas never felt giving, knowing this made Fadil's insides clench. "But, I'm not going to let you two be happy, just yet." Abraxas' crimson eyes met with Fadil's, a sort of sick joy sparkling in the sinister males eyes. "I'm going to make a game out of it. I'm going to make the two if you suffer... of course, if you prove me wrong, I'll leave the two of you alone, I'll probably even make you human, though you shouldn't get your hopes too high."

 

Fadil bit his lip, opening his mouth to speak... knowing he was going to dig his grave. "What's this game?" Fadil asked, his voice sounding confident.

 

Abraxas seemed to find this amusing, and let out a booming laughter. "Found your voice finally? How... sad. I liked you better, watching you suffering to even speak. I'm getting off topic though, I should tell you our little game." Abraxas paused, setting down the lamp on Fadil's lap. "I'll send you obstacles to tear the two of you apart, but, if you manage to get through all..." Abraxas paused again, "four. I'll send you four obstacles, and of you manage to stay with each other through each one, I'll let the two of you stay together. Simple, yet not easy."

 

Fadil nodded, "you've got a deal," Fadil said, looking at Leon with determination, and bravery.

 

Abraxas smirked, "how brave of you. Well, I really should go. I don't want to be here when Leon comes back. Have fun." Abraxas snapped his fingers, disappearing in seconds.

 

Fadil laid in bed, placing his hands on his eyes. "I'm sorry, Leon..." the genie said, biting his lip. Fadil let out a sigh, waiting for Leon to come home in silence.

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Meanwhile, Leon was having a rather tiring night at the club. It was 6:30AM; he had another two hours and thirty minutes until his shift was over. He was currently smoking on the couch, the club nearly empty. Nearly, because aside from him, the bartender and a few more hosts talking with each other were in the club.

 

"I have this bad feeling. I've never felt this way." Leon softly mumbled to himself, smoking his last cigarette for the shift. Smoking in the club was allowed around this time, since there was practically no one. His colleagues were talking with each other and explaining what they would do on Christmas and New Year's. Naturally, Leon was invited to their party, but going there was not such a certain thing. The man had no idea if he should go or not, and what would he do with Fadil. Would the genie come with him, or would he rather stay home?

 

"Ugh, my stomach's upset. That must be it." Leon huffed. He couldn't explain the anxiety he was feeling. He felt as if something bad was happening, or was about to happen, yet it was ridiculous, and he never felt this way!

 

He figured that smoking so much on an empty stomach was a bad idea, and decided to call it a day after a couple of alcoholic drinks to wash down the taste of the cigarettes. Leon arrived home exactly half past nine, tired and sleepy. He entered his house and undressed, doing his best to wipe the lipstick off his cheeks and neck. These women at the club get hornier with each night!

 

After a quick shower, he went upstairs to check Fadil and found that the boy was awake. "Huh? What's gotten you up so early?" Leon asked, putting on a clean pair of clothes before he sat next to his genie. "You feeling alright? Sorry about last night, I was a little rough, it wasn't on purpose." The blonde man explained, apologizing sincerely to Fadil. He caressed his cheeks and kissed him on the forehead. But, he couldn't shake off that feeling of uneasiness ...

 

Perhaps he should ask? Leon sighed and rubbed his eyes, before looking at Fadil. "Hey, is there something wrong? Are you feeling alright? You look like you've seen a ghost, Fadil." Leon admitted, looking at his friend with concern. What on Earth happened while he was out on his night shift?!

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Seeing Leon was like a breath of fresh air, calming Fadil's nerves just a little. Even when Leon wasn't with the genie in the room, it felt good to have him around. Something about his presence made his heart just a little lighter. When Leon cake out, caressing his cheek and kissing his forehead, a smile slightly stretched across his lips, but soon twisted into a frown. Should I tell him? Fadil thought, looking down at the carpet, pulling his blankets closer. No, he just got home...

 

It took a good, seemingly long, minuet to reply. "I'm fine... I just had a bad dream is all. I did miss you though, it's different here without you." Fadil said in a honey dipped tone, feeling guilty for lying to him. Fadil pulled the blankets to his cheeks, his eyes barely visible. "Hey... Leon... Would you ever come to hate me? Not just a simple hate, but a sort of hate that makes it hard to even think, or look at me." Fadil's voice was soft,and seemed a bit disgruntled.

 

"I'm sorry for the stupid question..." Fadil turned to face Leon, changing the subject,"I... I didn't mind you going to hard. Even though my hips hurt now, I really don't mind." Grabbing Leon's hand, Fadil smiled at the larger male, his thumb rubbing the back of his hand. "Get some sleep, you look tired." The genie said softly, his fingers wrapped tightly around Leon's hand as if telling him not to go. Fadil has to stay strong, he was the one that agreed to Abraxas' game. Somehow though, Fadil just got this feeling the two of them would be okay... or maybe that was just false hope? He had to tell Leon eventually, but Fadil found it hard to.

 

While looking at Leon, Fadil caught a small glimpse of fading lipstick. A small string of jealousy pulled at his heart, his lips frowning slightly. Looking away from Leon, Fadil turned his attention to a spot on the wall. "Um... sorry for the sudden burst of questions... can I go to work with you tomorrow?" Fadil asked. Maybe watchimg him work would make him feel better?

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Leon was surprised from the rather suspicious question. Perhaps the genie had dreamed of something like this, for example, Leon being angry at him for something small. Leon sighed from exhaustion as he sat next to the boy on the bed. He figured he might as well answer him. As he was about to say something, his genie quietly apologized for the question. Leon frowned and rubbed his shoulder.

 

"I'm sorry your hips hurt, buddy. I'll massage you later, alright? It should help with the stiff muscles. I promise I'll be more gentle next time." Leon softly purred, cuddling the boy in his arms. Thankfully, the man had bathed, otherwise he would've smelled of female perfume, possibly boosting Fadil's jealousy.

 

"As for your question, hm ... well, I don't think I would be able to hate you that much, but if you fuck up badly, I'll probably get a little mad at you. Depending on what you do, to be honest. But you wouldn't do anything bad, so it's alright. You shouldn't worry about that." Leon assured as he relaxed in bed and yawned. Then, the next question was asked, and he was left even more perplexed. First the weird dream, then the odd question, and now another one?

 

"Hn, it's alright." Leon said, resting Fadil's head on his chest. He didn't like the way the genie was so oddly curious, but those were just innocent questions, after all. Right? "Sure, you can come, if you want. Although it's not a sight for sore eyes, that I can tell you. But the hosts are nice, so maybe you'll be able to find yourself a friend there." If Fadil could handle the smell of alcohol and cigarettes first, that is. Leon looked at the genie, before he slightly frowned and asked again. "Fadil, are you sure you're all right? Nothing bad happened, nothing at all? Tell me about your dream, because it sounds pretty bad, judging from the questions and your sulking." Leon said, willing to listen to whatever trouble worried his little genie. He was tired, of course, and desperately wanted to sleep, but he could never ignore Fadil, especially when the boy seemed so worried.

 

For Fadil, Leon would do anything, no matter how hard it was.

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Fadil wrapped his small arms around Leon, his ears listening to his masters heart beat. Fadil was happy that he was going to work with Leon tomorrow, but truth be told, he was also a bit worried. He knew it was stupid of him to go with Leon to work tomorrow, but Fadil didn't really know what his precious master did. As far as he knew, Leon came home reeking of alcohol, with various shades of lipstick covering his chest and neck. It did make Fadil very curious. Maybe seeing him at work, the genie would get that it's Leon's job, and he should get over it?

 

Fadil looked up at Leon, pulling away from him. "It..." The Genie sat up, biting hrough the pain, though it didn't last long. "I'm fine, just scared, you know?" Fadil said, running his fingers through is hair, before laying the palm of his hand on his face. "The dream...it... well, I have this boss, and he was there. He... he thinks, or he thought in the dream anyways, that we're getting a bit too friendly. So, he made a deal. He said he's going to send a few obstacles our way, but if we make it through, he'll leave us alone and I'll probably even be human" Fadil paused, looking down. Guilt seemed to swim at his heart, clouding his thoughts. "I agreed to his little... game... stupidly. But, It was just a dream... so, nothing... nothing to worry about..."

 

Fadil looked at Leon for a brief second, before laying back down, his back facing Leon. "Just get some sleep. You look exhausted. You left around one, who could blame you." The genie tried to change his voice to a softer, happier tone, but no matter what it failed. Leon couldn't see his face... he couldn't see those sacred, yet worrisome eyes, or the guilt that washed over his face. Leon couldn't see any of it. "Sleep well," Fadil said softly, hugging the pillow his head laid against tightly.

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Leon patiently listened as Fadil told him about his dream. Hm, it didn't quite sound like a dream - it sounded more like a true nightmare. Although Leon actually admired the Fadil in the nightmare, since there, he seemed to be brave and reckless - something Leon actually liked. It wasn't bad to make stupid decisions every now and then, especially if you're doing them for a good cause. Besides, Leon believed that the more you risk, the higher your prize will be.

 

So, in this case, Fadil was right in agreeing to that treaterous plan his boss had made. If it was for both of them to stay together, then Leon would agree to something like this, as well. Hell, he would agree to take his clothes off and run around naked three days, if that meant spending more time with Fadil. But the thought itself meant that Leon had gotten even more attracted to Fadil than before, and that truly scared the man.

 

Perhaps, Leon might even feel jealous when he sees the other hosts surround Fadil tomorrow, like bees protecting their precious honey. He shook his head and sighed, closing his eyes. Fadil said it was just a dream, so there's nothing to be worried about. Well, aside from tomorrrow. "You too, dear." Leon softly hummed, closing his eyes. He couldn't see the boy's pained expression, and he couldn't feel it in the air, either. Leon was one of those insensitive men, who would often do and say things that were otherwise hurtful, yet not directly and/or on purpose.

 

The blonde man hugged Fadil in his chest and caressed the boy's hair as he fell asleep. It felt so good to sleep with someone. Sleeping alone was more comfortable, yes, but sleeping with someone you care for, was truly, the best feeling ever. It's like, the whole quality of sleep was rising.

 

In the morning, Leon woke up first. He was the one to get up, take a quick shower and make some breakfast before Fadil would open his eyes. He wanted everything to be ready for his little genie, especially after seeing him so worried last night. "But it's just a dream, why is he so stressed?" Leon asked himself, but quickly shook his head. He had to tell Fadil that today, he was on a day shift, so they would be leaving at around 6PM, and returning 4AM. They slept quite a while already, and having breakfast for lunch was more than an obvious sign for that. Both boys should hurry, if they were to go to work together. "Nah, I'm sure he'll wake up soon." Leon nodded and made himself a cup of coffee, preparing some for Fadil, too. The genie would definitely need it, if he was going to stay up this late tonight.

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Magenta eyes slowly showed themselves, as the genie woke up. Guilt had spared no time, consuming his heart making him feel just as guilty, and sad as he was last night. It took every ounce of willpower to pull himself out of bed, his fingers running through his hair while he walked out of the room. "Good Mor..." Fadil trailed off, seeing that breakfast had been made, along with a cup of something to drink waiting for him. A small, yet very happy, smile spread across his lips before he ran to Leon, kissing hiss cheek sweetly. "Thank you, Leon. This means a lot to me," Fadil said, proceeding to kiss Leon on the lips. "Did you sleep well?" The Genie asked, as he grabbed a plate and began to eat.

 

It seemed like that small little gesture made him almost completely forget about everything he was upset about. The smile soon turned from being a small, to a grin spreading from ear to ear. "Thia ia really good!"The genie complimented, scooping the last bite inside of his mouth. His mood was indeed an improvement from last night, but it didn't mean that he still wasn't bothered by everything that happened. "Hey... Um... thank you, for holding me and everything last night. It calmed me down a lot. Now I'm getting a breakfast and..." Fadil grabbed his cup of coffee, taking a sip of it, "and this! It means a lot. Thank you for everything you've done for me." Fadil grabbed the side of his neck, with the mark on it, smiling brightly at his master.

 

Fadil quickly turned around, placing his dish in the sink. "Can I borrow some clothes?" The genie asked, leaning against the sink. "I'm certain everyone wouldn't like a small man, walking around in a t-shirt and underwear." Laughing lightly, Fadil took a few sips of his coffee. What would his work place be like? All he saw when he was there was the back room... he didn't get to see Leon actually in work. Were his co-workers nice? How about the customers? Fadil was worried sick, hoping with all his heart that watching him would get rid of his jealousy. Fadil took the last sip, before setting that in the sink with his plate.

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Leon was bombarded with all those questions and gratitude. He didn't know what to say to his genie, but he managed to smile, despite all the confusion. He didn't understand why his little friend was so thankful for things that were pretty normal in this world. Making breakfast, or hugging - it was all natural here. Then again, Fadil didn't come from this world, so perhaps it wasn't so usual there. He hummed and nodded to whatever the genie was saying now. He figured trying to answer every one of his words would be nearly impossible, so just nodding sufficed for now.

 

"Coffee? Coffee's an inseperable part of almost every human being's morning. Just be careful not to burn yourself, alright?" Leon said,as he drank some of his coffee as well. He was reading a newspaper out of boredom, just to check what was going on in their city, and the surrounding ones, and which celebrity fucked up, of course. For instance, that one star messed up by putting on a dress that, after twenty minutes during her concert in Peru, couldn't hold the pressure of her body and her boobs were revealed. "Mm, wish I was there." Leon hummed, putting on a pair of glasses to see them titties better.

 

Damn. That's one pair of nice, quality tits.

 

"Huh, what were you saying? Oh, right, clothes. Sure thing. I don't have the right size here, since you are pretty petite and short, but I've ordered some for you from the local H&M store, so they should be arriving shortly." Leon said as he flipped the newspaper's page before the genie could see what he was looking at. He figured the boy might call him a pervert for looking at breasts so early in the morning, but Leon really, really liked breasts. Like most men out there. "Go take a shower and prepare, since we're leaving soon."

 

After a little less than an hour, the clothes arrived and Leon quickly brought them inside. He handed them to Fadil the moment he left the bathroom and smiled, patting his shoulder. "Come on, fellow. It's time to dress up. They're your exact size, so you won't have to roll your sleeves up or anything. Now go upstairs and dress up. I'm in for a day shift today, so we're leaving at 6PM. You have thirty minutes, go." Leon patted Fadil's butt as he left to go and dress up as well, and when both boys were ready, it was time to hit the club.

 

When they reached the club, Leon swiftly entered through the back exit, holding Fadil's hands so he wouldn't get lost in the darkness. He quickly entered his own dressing room and took his clothes off, putting on his specifically-designed host ones. He quickly fixed his hair and put on perfume and a little bit of make-up. It was, unfortunately for Leon, necessary for a host of his rank. He was one of the top hosts in the club, so it was expected of him to be flawless every single night.

 

"Alright, Fadil. Listen, you're a special guest this night, so don't worry about a thing. Just try to stay away from the old ladies, alright? Don't be shy to talk to other hosts." Leon said, as he smiled to the genie and pulled him to the club's entrance. In there, the music was loud and everyone was giggling. There was lots of alcohol, and all the hosts seemed to be more or less drunk, although their shift had barely begun.

 

Leon patted Fadil on the shoulder and led him to a couch, sitting next to him. Just when he was about to light a cigarette, another beautiful man came to him and pulled him by the sleeve. "Leon, come on! Fifth table ordered you, and they bought champagne. It's gonna get wild again." The man said, and urged Leon to go. He looked at Fadil for one last time, before he ruffled his hair and left with his colleague to the fifth table, which was a little deep in the club, but still in front of Fadil's eyes.

 

He could see how Leon went to a redhead lady, which seemed to be around 35 years old, and sat next to her. He embraced her waist and began whispering sweet nothings in her ear, with a satisfied smirk. It was what all hosts did here - you basically hire a boyfriend for the night. But because of that, poor Fadil was left alone on the couch ... well, almost alone, if we don't count the black haired host which was sitting next to him, peacefully drinking a cup of wine. His 'girlfriend' for the night was urgently called by her boss to leave, so he was currently a host to himself. The man looked at Fadil and cleared his throat, moving closer to him. He offered the genie a glass of red wine and smiled charmingly. They were all extremely beautiful, just like Leon.

 

"What brings you here, boy? Are you looking for a host for company tonight?" The pretty black haired man asked Fadil, smiling kindly at him. Leon did say that the genie could speak to the hosts, so ... perhaps it wouldn't be bad to talk to the unknown man, right?

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It made the genie a bit sad, when Leon went over to the fifth table. What was the most upsetting to Fadil though, was watching him flirt with the red-headed woman. Feeling his heart ache with pain, Fadil forced himself to look away. This was a terrible decision, but Fadil should have realized that from the beginning. Looking down at the ground, trying to tune out the loud music, his eyes trying their hardest to ignore Leon. Does the music have to be so loud? Fadil thought, making himself think of a grouchy old man. But then, Fadil was thousands of years old.

 

When the blacked haired man cleared his throat, Fadil snapped his eyes towards the source of the sound, watching him move closer. Fadil looked at the man, in absolute awe... he was so handsome. "I would love some wine. It seems like I haven't drank wine in ages." Fadil flashed a sweet smile towards the dark-haired man, looking cute as ever. Blushing with embarrassment, "o-oh! No. I'm just, waiting for Leon! He's a very dear friend of mine, and he took me to work with him. I'm Fadil by the way!" Fadil held out his hand, for a handshake. "What's your name?" The genie asked softly.

 

Fadil was a bit glad the dark-haired male had began to speak to him! It was an excuse not to look, or even acknowledge Leon, or even the extreme jealousy that was building up. The man seemed nice though... he did offer Fadil some wine, afterall!

 

When the blacked haired man cleared his throat, Fadil snapped his eyes towards the source of the sound, watching him move closer. Fadil looked at the man, in absolute awe... he was so handsome. "I would love some wine. It seems like I haven't drank wine in ages." Fadil flashed a sweet smile towards the dark haired man, looking cute as ever. Blushing with embarrassment, "o-oh! No. I'm just, waiting for Leon! He's a very dear friend of mine, and he took me to work with him. I'm Fadil by the way!" Fadil held out his hand, for a handshake. "What's your name?" The genie asked softly.

 

Fadil was a bit glad the dark haired male had began to speak to him! It was an excuse not to look, or even acknowledge Leon, or even the extreme jealousy that was building up. The man seemed nice though... he did offer Fadil some wine, afterall!

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The black haired man smiled as he poured some more wine in Fadil's glass and handed it to him. He poured some in his own and drank a little, enjoying the sweet taste of this marvelous brand. The man's dark blue eyes were watching Fadil curiously, wondering how did Leon find someone so charismatic. Perhaps this man wasn't as insensitive and heartless as he often said he was. The handsome host moved even closer to Fadil, to protect him from a drunk woman passing by with a pretty, red haired host.

 

"Be careful. You don't know what you'll see in this club." The man quietly whispered in the genie's ear, holding him closely with one hand. "I'd advise you to either keep your eyes open, or have someone next to you, who can look out instead." He softly said, smiling. The smaller boy was such a cutie - so adorable and fragile. It's been a while since this man had seen someone so innocent enter the club.

 

"You already know, I suppose, but our real names are concealed, for our own safety. My host name is Noir." The man said, caressing Fadil's hair as he looked for Leon. He wasn't sure where this man went, but it seemed like he was serving this red haired girl a moment ago. Hm, perhaps they went to get a drink further in the club. "You said Leon's a dear friend of yours, yes? If that's the case, do you, by any chance, know his real name? I suppose he told you." Noir said. He was really surprised that Leon had made friends, seeing how cold and distant he was outside of his job. "Ah, if you don't mind me asking, where did you two meet? You look quite young, so you couldn't have met in this host club, yes?"

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Fadil jumped slightly, when Noir moved in close. It felt weird being so close to someone, other than Leon at this point... but he seemed more interested in these girls than him. "Thank you," Fadil said softly, though it was a bit distant. Noir's touch felt nothing like Leon's. It didn't excite him, thrill him, or even change his terrible mood. Leon may have been out of sight, but definitely not out of mind. It wasn't like Fadil wasn't listening, because he was, he just couldn't stop thinking about Leon. The thing that really piqued the genie's interest, was knowing hosts used fake names.

 

It hurt Fadil knowing Leon wasn't his real name. Fadil felt betrayed, sad, regretful even. Fadil was stupid for letting Leon take her is virginity, stupid for following him blindly, stupid for falling for Leon. Feeling tears form, Fadil turned his head from Noir. "He... he didn't tell me." The genie's voice cracked, sounding as if he was seconds away from crying. "Thank you for telling me this. Guess, you never truly know someone huh?" Fadil said, placing his hands on his forehead.

 

After quite a while of trying to compose himself, Fadil looked at Noir closely resembling a lost puppy. "We met on a sidewalk... he's helping me out, so I owe him." Fadil lied, giving Noir a smile, though it didn't hide his pain. "I'm not as young as I look, by the way." Fadil said, before pausing fir quite sometime . "Has Leon told any of these girls his real name?" Fadil asked, a hint of venom weaving in his voice at the mention of Leon's name. Compared to all these girls filling the room, Fadil was nothing. Fadil was nothing to Leon, but a genie, not his genie.

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Noir noticed how upset Fadil became. It was the result of being a host long - he just developed a sixth sense, which helped him read people's hearts better. The man nodded and hugged Fadil, keeping him close. "It's alright, Fadil. If it makes you feel better, Leon is naturally like this - he's cold, distant and has a hard time trusting people. In fact, I was surprised you were brought here by him - he usually doesn't let anyone from the outside world come here. He prefers to hide the fact that he's a host from them. His family, I assume, don't know either."

 

Noir looked at Fadil, after he gently rubbed his shoulders in a soothing, comforting manner. He liked this boy so much - he was innocent, pure and extremely adorable. He was like a gem in a pool of mud. "Oh? You don't look very old, Fadil." Noir chuckled playfully, twisting a lock of Fadil's white hair around his finger. The next question surprised him, especially after the long pause before it. It was almost like the calm before a heavy storm.

 

Noir hummed, before he shook his head. "No, dear. If it makes you feel better, Leon hasn't told anyone his real name. I hear that, even his boss doesn't know his name. Only the surname, which is pretty similar to his host name. Our boss uses names that closely resemble our own, in a way. For instance, Leon's last name is Léone, while my first one is Noel. We are one of the few French in here, and we've known each other for years, but he still hasn't told me his real name. I don't think it's personal, I just think he feels better knowing that no one can stab him from behind. Being a host is a risky job, you see. From all the fans you get here, and all the girls you charm outside, if your name is revealed, they can easily find you and your address, and it can swiftly become a problem. I believe, if Leon didn't tell you his name, he did it for safety reasons. At least I would do that. I'd do anything to protect a jewel like you." Noir purred, flirting with the boy from habit. It was a host's job to be flirty, after all.

 

"Go on, drink some more wine. Your dear friend will be working late tonight. Might as well have some fun while he's out there, pleasing some overly-obsessive chick, mm?" Noir smiled, and offered Fadil another full cup of wine. Perhaps drinking too much wasn't a good idea, but then again, Leon was drinking a lot every night. Fadil had the right to drink as well, especially when Leon wasn't around to tell him not to, right?

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Fadil looked at Noir, before looking down at the floor. I guess it's a good sign if he brought me to work with him, the genie thought, resting his cheek on Noir's shoulder without really thinking about it. "Léone..." Repeated Fadil, smiling softly at the way the name rolled off his tongue. "I guess I shouldn't get upset... huh? But, I am kind of, sort of, living with him... I should at least know his real name. But, maybe he's not comfortable with it?" Fadil thought out loud, zoning out a bit. Fadil took his cheek off of Noir's shoulder, before looking at him. "So, Noel?" The genie whispered softly, so none of the woman would hear. "Don't worry, I'm not some obsessive man, who will leave pieces of my hair at your doorstep. I'll keep your name a secret." The genie gave Noir a soft, happy smile. "And, I'm nothing like a jewel. You can stop flirting with me, you know?"

 

Fadil seemed to be in a much better mood, from the short little talk the two had shared. He was smiling freely, and a happier energy surrounded him. Sipping his wine, he looked at Noel, "do you mind if I call you your real name?" Fadil asked, before taking another sip. If would be a lie if Fadil said the jealousy had went away... because, in truth, it hadn't. It bothered the genie that Leon was off somewhere with a girl, playing with her heart... but, that was what the girls paid for. Fadil just didn't get it! Watching Leon whisper in the red-headed woman's ear, watching him hold her close, and knowing that at this moment he could be God knows where with her, doing God knows what! Noel said that Leon was so cold, and distant outside of work, but Leon was very rarely those things to Fadil... maybe, he was just another client? The genie wished with all of his heart and soul, that Leon would only treat Fadil this way. It was a selfish request, and Fadil knew that it was impossible... but, Fadil wanted to know he was as special and dear to Leon, as Leon was to him.

 

After a few minuets, the alcohol had gotten to him. After so many year without drinking, Fadil had become very susceptible to the effects of alcohol. It has been a while since he's so... weird. He felt a bit silly for a while, until he became unbearably exhausted. "I'm... I'm going to sleep on your lap," Fadil announced, his speech slurring slightly. He shifted, laying down on his side, his head resting of Noel's lap. "You're such a cool guy..." Fadil said sweetly. "Thank you for talking to me, you cheered me up... a lot..." Fadil said, in a happy, yet very sleepy tone.

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Noir puckered his eyebrows when he heard that. So, Fadil was living with Leon? How is that even possible, the man was so damn coldhearted, that he barely let a cat live with him, not to mention a human being. It was truly ... peculiar. "I-I wouldn't worry too much if I were you." Noir tried to shake it off for the sake of the boy's sanity, but Fadil was right. If they went as far as to live together, then Leon should've told him his real name. So what was stopping him? What could possibly be the big deal, that wasn't letting Leon share such a simple, yet powerful piece of information, with the little boy in front of him?

 

Noir chuckled when he heard the boy calling himself a man. Oh Fadil, you're far from that, Noir mused. Fadil was so innocent, kind and beautiful - there was no way he could be what most nowadays referred to as a man - or perhaps, a bear. Being a man required so much fictional strength and magical abilities these days, that it was nearly impossible to be one. And it wasn't women, nor men's fault for those odd, cliched ideals. It was society's fucked up, always changing gender norms and expectations. That's what was causing so much trouble to young girls and boys. But, perhaps one shouldn't dwell on those things for too long.

 

After all, society has a lot of flaws already.

 

"Flirting? No, mon chéri - I am simply telling the truth. You are, indeed, a jewel. A precious gem. You are something which can't be found in this club, or, in fact, anywhere else. No wonder Leon protects you so jealously from others." Noir whispered the last part, smirking as he saw the man in the distance, all drunk and covered in kisses already. Perhaps he was returning from the bathroom, seeing that the woman behind him was coming from that direction. Noir swiftly kissed Fadil on the forehead, to keep his attention away and to protect him from seeing that 'wonderful' view over there. Thankfully, the boy agreed to drink with him, which made things easier.

 

"No, I don't mind. Even if I get in trouble, it would be worth it, seeing what a pretty devil would be sending me to Hell." Noir purred with his erotic, French accent. Leon, on the other hand, didn't seem to have much of an accent, but he did have this distinctive French 'r' that he couldn't help but show at certain hard-to-spell words.

 

When Fadil decided to sleep on his lap, Noir smirked at the feel of the boy's intoxicated lips touching his crotch, and his cute little cheeks rubbing it, with the hot breath from his small mouth warming the grown man's clothed member. "I'm glad I helped, mon chéri. It's the least I could do, after seeing someone as precious as you." The man softly whispered, caressing and stroking Fadil's pretty, white hair. He was starting to feel so attatched to this boy - so close to him. It was unbelievable how fast they bonded--

 

"Noir, what the fuck do you think you're doing to my friend?" Leon growled. Noir woke up, seeing that the club was nearly empty, and that it was quite past bedtime for his friend, which was still sleeping on his crotch. Noir gulped and looked at Leon, who was both drunk and mad as hell. "Get the fuck off my boy."

 

"Leon, calm down - it's not what you think it is, Fadil felt sleepy and--"

 

"Shut the FUCK up, you piece of shit. How do you know his name? How many drinks did you give him to make him lie on your dick? You fucker, I'll fucking kill you!" Leon screamed, surprisingly furious. Although for him, it wasn't as dandy and fine as it looked - through his eyes, it looked like Noir drugged Fadil and was about to force him to suck his appendage. The blond man gently pulled Fadil away from Noir and grabbed the host by the neck, pulling him up from the couch, before he slammed his body against the walls. "How could you, Noir? We were friends, and you fucking betrayed me. Tsch, no wonder. They all betray me in the end. They all stab me in the back. Fuck you, Noir!" Leon hissed, squeezing the pretty, black haired man's neck, in an obvious, uncensored attempt to strangle and kill him.

 

Perhaps Noir wasn't lying when he said that Leon was cold and distant. The man didn't seem only that - he looked dangerous, wild, untamable - basically everything but the self he was around Fadil. How did the genie manage to make someone like Leon so calm around him, and how was he going to stop this fight now, when things got so overheated?!

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Fadil's eyes flew open at the sound of the angry Leon, immediately going from asleep to wide awake. Why was Leon so angry? Just as Fadil was going to ask, Leon gently pulled him off of Noir's lap, giving the genie a full view of the horrifying scene. The genie's eyes went wide, running over to Leon and Noir. "Get away from him, Leon! You're going to kill Noir!" Fadil screamed, getting in between the two and prying Leon's fingers off Noir's neck. Quickly, Fadil scanned the black haired male, to see if he was okay, giving him an apologetic look, before turning his attention towards Leon.

 

"Leon, what the hell!" Screamed Fadil, pushing his master away from Noir. "Nothing happened between the two of us, so calm down! I just got drunk, and slept on his lap. Nothing more than that!" Fadil had a mixture of both fear, and anger twisted on his features. He's never seen anyone act so... hostile, so wild, so... crazy. He never wanted t see Leon act this way. Never. Fadil sighed, before hugging Leon tightly. "Leon, please, can't we go home?" Fadil asked, the smell of perfume stinging his nostrils. "We can take a shower, or we can go to bed, or whatever we feel like... just, calm down." Fadil pulled away, resting his hand on Leon's cheek lovingly.

 

Fadil would do anything to calm Leon down, and make him happy. Even though the scene he witnessed scared him, Fadil just began to worry more about Leon. Fadil grabbed Leon's hand, squeezing it tightly. "Let's go home." More than anything in the world, Fadil wanted to let Leon know he was here for him, and no matter what, he wpuke st by his side. Not because he was Leon's genie, but because Fadil was in love a with him.

 

Fadil looked down at their hands, hoping he was calm now, hoping he wouldn't say something nasty. Fadil kept his magenta eyes on his hand, seeing a few kiss marks on his arm. Guess they'll get any part of Leon, they could get... Fadil frowned, feeling his jealousy build up again. Calm down, just focus on calming down Leon...

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Leon was breathing heavily, unable to control his anger. When he saw Fadil save Noir, he felt jealousy flow through his veins, as if lava was burning under his skin. He was completely pissed, and right now, not even Fadil could stop him. The little genie tried to explain to him what happened, but Leon found himself barley listneing to him - he was pissed; so pissed, that he had the thirst to kill that stupid Noir, so he won't fuck with his genie again.

 

But, the moment he was about to go and strangle Noir again, Fadil hugged him and stopped him from moving. The man slowly looked at the boy and clenched his teeth, feeling the strength swiftly leave him. Fadil was too kind ... too sweet to be ignored. The way he caressed his cheek and cuddled him, pleading him to stop and just go home. It was too good to ignore, too good to decline. Leon sighed and nodded, embracing the boy in his arms in a better, tighter, more jealous hug. "Yeah, let's go home." Leon whispered, looking at him lovingly, before he turned around to face Noir, with eyes full of bitter venom.

 

"And you. If I see you doing something funny to my boy one more fucking time, I will find out, and I will come. So keep that in mind next time you get the bright idea to intoxicate him." Leon growled. He looked at Noir one more time, before he left him alone and held Fadil by the hand, leaving the club. He was a little mad at the genie for protecting Noir, but at the same time, he was happy that he seemed to be on his side, rather than the black haired man's. He silently led the boy back home, and when they arrived inside, Leon sighed and took off his shirt, feeling the girly perfume on himself. It was a horrible, sweet smell which he couldn't handle. Leon's whole body was covered in kisses, some of them smudged, probably from the man trying to push away the clingy women from him.

 

"Fadil, come. On my lap." Leon ordered, as he sat on the couch and closed his eyes, expecting the boy to sit on his lap and wrap his arms around his neck. He wanted to feel him. He wanted the promised rest and love.

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As they were leaving the club, Fadil looked over his shoulder at Noel, the expression on his face telling the darker haired man, he was going to talk to Leon for him. Turning to face forward quickly, Fadil hugged the other man's arm, walking home with him in complete silence. Leon would have killed Noel... Fadil thought, looking up at his master, before looking down. He hoped with all his heart, that Noel would be okay.

 

When the two arrived home, Fadil watched Leon take off his shirt, revealing the vast amount of kiss marks on his body. Fadil felt jealousy tug at his heart, making the genie have a sour look on his handsome features. It wasn't until Leon suddenly broke the silence, that the look quickly disappeared off his features, giving the man a smile even though he couldn't see it. "Y-yes..." Fadil said, walking over and sitting on his lap. His nose dug into his neck, his arms wrapped around his master tightly. But something was wrong. This wasn't his scent, this wasn't Leon's scent at all. It was feminine, floral... so unlike Leon's smell. Fadil quickly pulled away, before sitting on the couch next to him. Fadil could feel his blood boil, his anger and jealousy rising. There were so many things Fadil could say, but he didn't. Instead, Fadil got up without a single word, and walked into their room, closing the door behind him.

 

His thoughts began to swim with things he could have yelled at his master, which only raised his anger. Sitting on the bed, Fadil got under the covers facing the wall. Fadil wanted to yell at Leon for hurting Noel, and almost killing him... he wanted to yell at him for smelling like perfume, and being covered in kisses. Fadil wanted to voice his jealousy, voice that he's scared, voice that he even still loves him. "There's something wrong with me," Fadil whispered, covering his face with a nearby pillow.

 

The four obstacles came to Fadil's mind like a gun shot, making Fadil press the pillow even closer to his face. He had to get through it... that had to be a obstical. He just had to be one. Fadil just had to go back to Leon, and do what he asked and sit on his lap. Fadil got up, walking to the door, his thoughts pulling him to a halt. But the perfume... Fadil thought, looking down at the door handle, knowing he should open the door... but to scared to do this simple action.

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Leon felt happy and relieved when Fadil went to hug him, but a moment later, the boy left him behind, all alone in his room. Leon sighed and massaged his temples, unsure why this was happening to him. He was positive that yesterday, everything was all fine and dandy. What on Earth happened for one day, to make everything so chaotic on the next? Leon stood up and figured that the fault was in him this time, and not in Fadil. The man smelled himself, and decided that he should take a shower, unless he planned to chase away the little genie with the stench of the many female perfumes and the numerous lipstick traces on his body.

 

Leon shivered from the memory and got up from the couch. He took a nice, hot shower, relaxing his muscles and his mind. It was best to be calm for Fadil, especially after what the genie had become witness to. Perhaps he scared him, by nearly strangling Noir. "Hn, there's nothing to be scared of. It's not like he tried to suck his dick or anything." Leon huffed, washing his hair. It was weird how odd and guilty Fadil acted right now, or at least, it looked like that to him. Could it be that there was, indeed, more to it than just alcohol intoxication? Could it be that there was much more than the "I got drunk and fell asleep on his crotch" story?

 

"Now when I think about it, it does sound pretty suspicious. Why would Fadil drink so much, and why would he sleep on Noir's crotch? He certainly doesn't sleep on my crotch." Leon frowned, feeling a bit jealous again. He sighed and increased the hot water, melting the jealousy and the anger away.

 

After his shower, the man dried himself with a towel and wrapped it around his waist, going upstairs to check on Fadil. The little genie didn't really come back to him, so Leon figured he might try to talk to him, ask him what's wrong. The blond man knocked on their bedroom's door, before coming in, smelling all fresh and nice. There wasn't a sign of the lipstick on his skin, or the female perfume now. Leon's naked chest smelled like a man's, not like a woman's. He sighed again, feeling extremely stupid for acting so sneaky in his own bedroom, and looked up, seeing none other than Fadil, ready to open the door himself. He blinked in confusion and cleared his throat.

 

"Genie, what are you doing? It's not going to open by itself." Leon calmly said, smiling a bit as he pulled Fadil to the bed and sat with him, holding him closely by the waist. He pressed the genie's face in his neck and let him breathe in his fresh scent of soap and expensive cologne. "So, tell mе, genie, what hobbies do you have, other than practicing telekinesis on door handles?"

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Fadil jumped when Leon knocked, a squeak spilling from his mouth. He didn't expect Leon to come into the room! But what was even weirder to the genie, is why he would knock. It was Leon's room after all. When Leon walked into the room, Fadil was waiting for Leon to yell, or punish him... instead, Leon made the genie laugh. Fadil let Leon walk him to the bed, enjoying the feeling of Leon wrapping his arms around his waist. At first, Fadil held his breath, but it didn't take long until he took in his masters scent. It made Fadil happy to take in Leon's scent, and not some random girls perfume. Wrapping his arms around Leon's neck, he quickly got on his lap to make up for earlier.

 

"My hobbies?" Repeated Fadil, laughing lightly. "I don't really have any. To be honest, I spent a lot of the time in my lamp sleeping. But, I guess it would have to be serving my masters." Fadil turned his head, so his cheek rested against Leon's shoulder, his lips lightly grazing his neck. "Why are you so interested all of a sudden?" Fadil asked, closing his eyes for a short second, before remembering something very important. "Hey, Leon," Fadil said, his voice soft, curious, even a little bit apprehensively. "Noel and I were talking, and... he mentioned something..." Fadil took a deep breath, before saying the next words. "He mentioned that your name wasn't actually your real name. I was just wondering, if it was okay with you, if... if I could know it? It's okay if you don't want to tell me... Noel just made me a bit curious." Fadil bit his lip, closing his eyes tightly while he waited for his master to respond. "You know, um... never mind!" Fadil said cheerfully, raising his head to look at Leon with a smile. "What are your hobbies, Leon?" Fadil asked.

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Leon slightly smiled when the boy sat on his lap. He was glad Fadil wasn't sulking anymore. He honestly couldn't handle sadness, and he wasn't good at comforting someone. Leon would rather, you know, take a more direct approach. He acted more with his hands, rather than his words. Perhaps his impulsiveness was a selling point in him - otherwise, Leon had no idea what Fadil would like in him. Well, aside from being his master, that is.

 

Just when Leon was about to answer Fadil's question concerning his sudden interest in his hobbies, he got cut off by yet another pair of questions. Leon clenched his teeth when he heard that Noir was the one who started this whole real-name-deal, but he decided to stay calm. After all, Fadil seemed close to Noir. It would be a shame if Leon didn't approve of his genie's friends, no matter how much he hated them.

 

Again, Leon opened his mouth to say something, but Fadil interrupted him for a third time, dismissing the last question, and switching it for one, regarding his hobbies. He huffed in annoyance and squeezed the genie's little butt. "I would really appreciate it if you let me answer, yeah?" He quietly growled in Fadil's ear, nibbling on it for a moment. Leon liked how cheerful and happy his genie was, but he couldn't keep up with the boy's fast thoughts and the swift changing of subjects. He inhaled before answering the questions. "Alright now. As for my hobbies, well, I like watching TV in my spare time, and I like sleeping. I also enjoy working out, as well as drinking coffee at Starbucks and killing time with my tablet in there. I like to smoke and drink wine simultaniously, because it's one of the best combinations in my honest opinion." Leon confessed. He loved smoking and drinking at the same time, plus it kept him sober for longer, and it made him appreciate the taste of both, either individually or combined.

 

"You wanna know my name, huh. Well, you practically say it every day, at least my surname. I mean, you butcher it with your bad pronounciation, but I don't really mind." Leon said, looking away, with a bit of a blush on his cheeks. He didn't mind having his name misspelled, if it was the genie misspelling it. In fact, he found it pretty cute. Then again, Fadil was a complete cutie no matter what he did. "My real name is known by my parents only, and they don't live in this town, so in a radius of 30,000km, you'll be the only one knowing it." Leon sighed, massaging his temples before he continued. "It's Jake. There. Happy?" He couldn't understand why was it such a big deal for the genie, but it was a pretty big deal for Leon as well. Fadil was the only one who knew his name here, and that had to mean something, right? The blond man wouldn't tell his name to just anyone, after all.

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A blush creeped on Fadil's cheeks, when Leon squeezed his butt and softly nibbled his ear. Fadil quickly nodded, keeping his mouth shut, to listen to his master talk. A soft smile played on his lips, enjoying hearing more about Leon. It was the most interesting thing in the world to know more about Leon. The genie tightened his arms around him, his heart beating in his chest happily.

 

Sitting up to face Leon, Fadil's eyes filled with excitement. It made the genie happy that he'll be the only one, besides Leon's parents, to know his name. "Jake," Fadil repeated sweetly, smiling larger than he's ever smiled before. "I like it," Fadil said softly, before kissing his lips softly. "I'm really happy, thank you. To be honest, I thought you thought of me, like another one of those girls that come to you. So, it makes me really happy to know your real name... thank you." Fadil kissed him again, filling the gap between them.

 

It felt great to have Leon to himself again. It was painful to watch him with those girls, or to even smell them on Leon. "Jake," Fadil said again, his name rolling off his tongue like a song. "You really make me happy, and I'm... I'm really glad I made that deal with my boss. I know I said it was a dream, but I lied. I'm sorry I made that deal without your permission." Fadil apologized, looking up at him with a guilty gleam in his eyes. "You just mean a lot, you know?"

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Leon blinked. Wait, what ? Fadil lied to him about that dream? So it was actually real, it was a thing that happened and he didn't know shit about it? Leon clenched his teeth and quietly growled, glaring at Fadil. He was tricked once again. Why did he have to be honest with the boy, when he hasn't honest from the very start?! Leon regretted telling him his name. It wasn't worth saying such a thing to someone who would just lie to you afterwards.

 

Then again, Fadil said he did it for their sake. Perhaps it did bring unneeded shit and strain on their relationship, but on the other hand, the genie did it so they could be together like a normal couple, if they manage to pass the 'few obstacles'.

 

Leon sighed and pressed Fadil against the mattress, looking at him with a bit of annoyance visible in his eyes. Leon wanted to be mad at him - he really did - but it was so hard to be mad at this boy. It had never been a problem to be mad at people, but right now, Leon was having a hard time hating Fadil. He huffed and made a hickey on Fadil's neck, to teach him a silent lesson not to lie again. "You ... don't do that. Don't lie. Whatever the reason. You did it for a fairly good cause, so I'm ... not that angry. But if you lie to me again, your boss is gonna be the last thing to worry about." Leon warned, before he caressed the boy's cheek and yawned. "Now let's get some rest." The man said and covered both of them with the blanket. He lied next to Fadil and cuddled him in his arms. Despite the slightly harsh tone a moment ago, Leon was so gentle and nice to him. Even if he didn't admit it, he truly cared for Fadil.

 

"Oh, and ... by the way. Thank you for accepting that deal with your boss. If we can make it, being together will be a piece of cake. We won't have to worry about a thing. You did well, baby." Leon softly mumbled, kissing Fadil on the forehead for good night. He was truly grateful for the boy's sacrifice, and he would do everything he could, do make it work for them.

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Fadil looked up at Leon, noticing the annoyed look in his eyes. Fear began to build up in the genie's stomach, his eyes widening slightly. As Leon moved closer to him, Fadil flinched, holding his breath. It came a surprise to Fadil, when Leon gave him a hicky. To be honest, Fadil expected to get hit or yelled at, not getting a hicky. Fadil nodded at the warning, surprised at the kind touch, becoming a bit confused. Leon spoke so firmly, but he's touches were so careful, and soft. "Good... good night!" Fadil said, cuddling into the larger man, closing his eyes to sleep.

 

Just as he was drifting into sleep, Leon spoke again. The time, Fadil sat up, blushing terribly bad. Wrapping his arms around Leon, he kissed him passionately. Parting from the kiss, Fadil smiled sweetly. "No, thank you..." Fadil said softly, before laying back down. "Good night, Jake," Fadil said, closing his eyes again, drifting to sleep in no time at all. Fadil went to sleep in a great mood. He just knew with every ounce if his soul, and heart they could make it through this, and come out of it together.

 

Abraxas watched the two from the shadows, a crooked smile playing on his lips. Oh, the things he was going to make them suffer through. Abraxas' attention turned to Leon, his sinister smile only growing in size. The sinister being felt compelled to talk to Leon, it might make things even more fun for Abraxas. Things were only just rolling, and the stage was just beginning to prepare for the first obstical... but, when it came, the two would know. Oh, they would know. Turning to walk away, the raven haired man seemed to blend into the dark, becoming only a shadow.

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"Mm, goodnight." Leon, or should we say Jake, fell asleep gladly, knowing and seeing that his little lover was all happy and comfortable. He kissed him back as passionately, if not even more, and closed his eyes, all happy and relaxed. He didn't seem to be worried about Abraxas' plan at all, although it did pass his mind while he was slowly falling into Dreamland's comfy hands. Jake sincerely hoped that things would be better from now on, despite the obsticles on their way. They should be able to handle them. Jake believed in that, and he trusted in Fadil's honesty.

 

On the next morning, Jake slept for long. He was pretty tired, after all, and he gladly slept until lunch time. The man woke up around 2PM and swiftly got up. He figured out he slept too much, so he hurried up and took a shower, then decided to go downstairs and make lunch-o-breakfast. You know, when you miss lunch and breakfast, but you gotta eat anyway, so you do both? Yeah, that kind of lunch-o-breakfast.

 

"Fuck, Fadil, why didn't you wake me up, dude? I slept too much." Jake said, as he yawned and stretched while serving the lunch. Although he felt amazing for sleeping so long, and it made him all energetic and ready to take on everything life throws at him. Sleep was the most important thing for him on Earth, after Fadil, and Jake didn't want to lose it for a thing. So, in this case, it was good that the genie didn't wake him up.

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