Adonis Lumiere D1 (Done)

Sheets twist and pull as a form leaves the bed. A half naked woman lays in bed, sleeping like an angel. The angelic features giving rise to the joyous night she had just had. A rougher and more masculine hand pushes the woman's hair out of her face to see the angelic features better. A smile on the girl's face, but a frown on the boy's. Muscles moving perfectly together to make his escape out of the room that held a passionate exchange.

Blue eyes focus on the ground before him. His bright blonde hair messily bouncing along his rather large forehead. Early morning in the district was probably the best part to make an escape. No one was up early morning, unless you were a shopkeeper or an elder or Adonis. The tall and toned frame of the boy marched along. His muscles ached from the night before. The sun's rays barely reach over the sky, shining along his blonde hair. A glow from the rays plants itself upon his head. A crown of light forming around his head. That's what he was a king of District One. Eyes always watching him as he passed. His nice body being the dreams of many of the women in District one. Fantasies of all sorts forming over his good looks.

A face of a man that dreams of his own fantasies. Blue eyes that are cold and lost within his own reality. Big, plump lips that are perfect for anyone to leave a little taste upon. Light blonde stubble lines the sides of his face. Everything about him was gorgeous and, yet he felt ugly. An ugly person to the people who mattered the most to him. The men, the only people he's truly felt something more for. His lips were too big and rough. His face too masculine for their tastes. Too tall, too strong, too much muscle, not enough curves. The list went on. A list of the things that men never would want from him. The spotlight was always on him for the females, but the light burned too much. All he wanted was a man in his bed. A man to hold him close and whisper their secrets into his ear.

Home wasn't a place that accepted him with open arms. His father, Ambrose, avoided conflict with anyone. An observer to the rest of the family rather than contributing to conversations. Ambrose and himself were opposites, yet equals. The boy who had just slept with a woman for the third time that week, slipped inside the home. Ambrose just watched from the breakfast table as Adonis fled to his room to change. Change into something more comfortable and more relaxed than his last outfit that smelled of sweat and another person's perfume. Ambrose didn't mind it, especially when Adonis would come home with a new scent every week.

Breakfast was a time that Adonis rather hated. Almost all meals he hated, since the family sat together and talked about what they were going to do for the day. His eyes just staring forward at the rather nice breakfast. It'd go by quicker if he would just ignore them. As soon as he had finished, he was gone. Out of the house for the rest of the day. Avoiding anyone in his family. Alone and away from the peering eyes of his family. He wasn't like them, he'd never be like them. That was his promise to himself.

It wasn't the fact that his family was awkward and different in every sense. The fact of the matter was he didn't want to be like them. The arguing between the family at times got heated. And arguing was useless in all honesty for them. No one could come to an agreement on anything. Careers or no careers. Either way it was something that the boy had steered clear of. Only training for himself and his body, more of an egotistical desire, but still a desire of his to keep his nice body up.

The district was packed full of people. Rich and poor. Old and young. Alive and dead. Alive outside and dead on the inside, it's what he lives through. A dead soul with a smile upon his face. Happiness was supposed to come from family, love, and friends. All of which were messed up for Adonis. A family that argues and doesn't get along never brought him happiness. Love, the was no love between the people who loved him, only a secret of his that could never be told. Friends, he had those, but they weren't real, only a fake group of people either wanting in his pants or his wallet. No one truly knew him, no one, but the one guy who showed him how to be happy, even if it was for a short time.

It had been a fateful day. A dull numb upon his face, as a fake happiness that he never really knew was fake stayed. The careers had just finished their training for the day, winds blowing all around his hair. Adonis Lumiere's day had been rather dull. A day of nothing but the normal routine. The girl that had been flirting with him making his heart flutter just a tiny bit. Not enough for him to truly pursue her. A wave to the girl as he fled to mak his way home. A gust of wind picks up the leaves around him. They gentle brush branches upon the trees adding to their army. The gust felt great upon his sweaty skin, the ground solid and making him feel more comfortable. That's when he felt the note.

Meet me at the career center at midnight.
-xoxo NE

As soon as the clock struck upon the eleven, he snuck out. Darkness loomed over the District. A chill runs down the spines of the people still out. Leaves lay crunchy on the ground. Cold air fills the world with it's icy touch. The career center was empty from what he could see. All that stood before it was a man. A gorgeous man with piercing good looks and a great body. A new feeling shoves itself into his heart, something that he's never truly felt. His heart pumps swiftly, his hands feel sweaty, his throat holds a lump. A smile and a voice come from the man upon the steps. "You came." Words lump together in his throat, until he feels like it's tearing apart his neck. Then Adonis' voice rings in the air, soft and nervous, "I-I did."

The man was quick. Quicker than he had expected to be. Everything had been still until the other man moved towards him. Arms wrap softly around his waist. Another smile upon the other guy's face. And he's breaking inside. All he wants to do is cry out in fear, but also smash his lips with the other guy. They stand for too long. Adonis' fingers curl slightly next to his sides, until the other man's voice comes out slowly. Face hidden by the darkness of the night, that tries to swallow him up and out of Adonis' presence. "I know you don't know me, most people don't, but I've been watching you. I've been wanting to do this for a long time." With fear finding it's way out of his body, expelled by a magic known as attraction, Adonis moves in slowly, knowing what the other man wants. And he wants it too. So much more so than he had thought.

The kiss is powerful. A new electric to his skin. Life's gift to the world. He's alive for the first time ever. The kiss wasn't anything like the boy had ever had before. The kiss sent waves and waves of a new desire from the man before him. Arms wrap around the older man's neck. The kiss intensifies with every growing moment, until it vanishes. The electricity stops dead in it's tracks. The life he's been given is gone from his body. Everything is numb and dead. NE's voice is broken. Tears flow out from his face. Adonis stands there, shocked to what is happening before him. The words he lets out are terrible and sends tremors through his body.

"I'm dying."

The words resonates throughout his body, killing cell after cell. A new stranger, a new attraction, a new discovery, it was all gone. Broken and bent before it even started. Adonis wants to speak, but he can't. NE stands there tears flowing softly down his face, hands wipe at the eyes, until he looks slightly better. The voice is still shaky, but his smile still fights through. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have seen you. I should have left you out, but I couldn't. It was eating up my heart. Adonis, I know everything about you. You know nothing about me, but I love you. I know it's hard to understand, but we can't do this. I just needed to let you know. I needed someone I can trust for when I'm gone. I need you to take this and deliver it to a man called Kaiser Fray. I'm sorry. Please just do this favor. I don't know anyone better to do this than you." The sobs found their way out of the older man. The letter is pulled out of NE's jacket. It's a beautiful envelope with neat handwriting. Kaiser Fray's name upon the envelope. A nod comes from Adonis and that's the promise he would keep for NE.

The air tickles at the back of his neck. His voice finds it's power. Tears pull at Adonis' eyes. Never in his life had he felt something so raw, so emotional, and so real than that kiss. The first thing to truly give him life, give him a purpose, but life had a twisted way of stabbing a man in the chest with torturous suffering. NE smiled softly. Another quick kiss that puts Adonis in heaven, but pulls quickly, legs forcing the other man to leave. All Adonis could do was watch him flee away from his breaking form. A shout for him to tell his name was all it took for him to tell the only name that will be remembered upon his lips forever,

"Neil Emerson. Don't forget it. I'm sorry, but I love you. See you in the next life, Adonis."

And with those words, Adonis' world fell into chaos. Nothing was real anymore. Life was fake. A curtain hung between the reality and the fantasy. Adonis' life before full of women, training, and his family was fake. Everything had no purpose compared to the man who turned him into a lifeless zombie. Life was precious and every piece of it kept him whole, until Neil Emerson shattered the wall of precious. Life was terror, pain, torture, and a waste. Neil Emerson was found the next day, dead in a hospital. Adonis made it his mission to know how, but came up short. No one told him why Neil Emerson had perished. A mystery that would never be solved. The information shattering him even more.

Life wasn't real until Neil's kiss gave him life. All he wanted was another gift of life. Another electricity to keep his moving. Woman were his first go to, but nothing worked. All he had left was half of his heart broken in one night. The want of a man in his bed was nothing, but a lie. The Lumiere boy wanted a living Neil Emerson in his bed, but death had already taken him before he had known. They were all gonna die, but it was only a matter of time.

The world was a cruel place. Adonis' life before had been fine. A semi-perfect family. Good friends to talk to. Plenty of women to want him, but that was no more. The happy Adonis from before died with Neil Emerson. The replacement, a emotionless prick who used women and ignored everyone else. Skills in everything grew and grew. His body shaped into a better, more perfect look. He grew taller, stronger, faster than before. It had been two years since Neil Emerson had entered his life. Letter still in a drawer, not delivered to the Fray.

The Lumiere boy with no heart, sits silently on the bed. Another girl under the sheets with a lack of clothes. The darkness of the night swallowing him alive. His heart the same color as the black around him. The heart had been gone since Neil Emerson walked into his life. Desires and wishes upon his head unanswered. Adonis Lumiere may have seemed like the perfect man, but inside, he was the worst and ugliest being there had ever been in Panem.

The sheets twist and pull, the light shining through the window. The room feels empty, just like the heart upon the man's chest. A new day, a new darkness, but things had to given. Things had to get better, or so his father would have believed. And things were getting better, slowly and steadily. Adonis felt up to moving, up to talking, up to being himself. Because of one thing. The note upon the desk, that a friend of Neil's gave him the night before. After he had found a girl, heading out to his home. A slip of paper inside his pocket. The words glimmer in the sunshine.

Wake up. Be happy. Move on.
-xoxo Neil Emerson

Dead inside, yet a glimmer of hope still hides deep inside. Adonis Lumiere wasn't going to give up on himself. Neil wouldn't have wanted that, so Adonis moves on, searching for his one and only. The world had a way of hating Adonis until the last moment. Until the last broken bone, but with Neil's words somehow finding their way to him, he moves on happily to the next adventure out there for himself.