'yuta's'

@Kim Hongjoong☬(稲川会) Yuta stood in the doorway of his apartment building face to face with a box. He wasn't going to lie to himself and say that he wasn't afraid of opening it because he was. He had secret admirers in the past, but they were trivial high school girls who had innocent crushes. This time it was a little different. It started about a week ago. Yuta would run out of his favorite instant coffee and suddenly it would appear on his doorstep the next day. He would come home with a hole in his shoe; the next morning a brand new pair in his size would be there. While Yuta secretly loved the attention, there was a smaller part of him that wondered if maybe it were a creepy old costumer of his doing it. Or maybe someone who knew him in the past trying to prank him in some silly psychotic way. None the less, it was still intriguing to him that someone cared so much as to pay attention and find him new shoes or grab him something he craved. But while staring down at this box he felt a wave of nervousness. As if someone were watching him.

Finally, after a few moments of beating around the bush, he picked up the box and brought it inside; praying to god that it wasn't a bomb. His heart began to beat when he placed himself cross legged on the ground along with the box, undoing the fold of the ribbon and counting to three before opening it and finding a brand new smart phone with a note attached to it. “I’m finally ready to see you again. It’s been long enough since I’ve your gaze on me, and I’m starving for more. Expect a call tonight.” Yuta read allowed, widening his eyes and pushing the phone away from himself. He knew exactly who this person was. It was a little over a week ago when he was at neon lights. There was a gorgeous man across the room he had locked eyes with. It was almost magnetizing the way they were almost undressing each other with their orbs. Oh how Yuta dreamed about him and thought about him while touching himself. He had never locked eyes with someone so enchanting before. He felt his heart race as he waited for the caller to reveal himself and the address of their meeting spot, his leg shaking from anticipation.