LOGINGoing to this restaurant was Yuna's idea, she texted the group on thursday saying Juno needed food and company and that she was making a reservation at Oleander for saturday and nobody was cancelling. Tae replied with three thumbs up emojis and that was that.
It was actually a good afternoon. The food was good, the table was by the window and for the first time since tuesday Juno felt like himself again. He laughed at something Tae said about his coworker, he ordered for a second glass of water and let the week feel smaller than it had been. Then he looked up and saw him. He was sitting at a table in the corner, in a clean sleek suit, two other men sat across him with documents spread on the table between them. He looked exactly the way he looked that night at the bar, composed like the noise in the room had nothing to do with him. His hand was wrapped around a glass of water and he was looking at whatever the man across him was saying with an expression that gave absolutely nothing away. Juno looked back at his food. "So I told him," Tae was saying, "i said if you schedule another 7am meeting, i will actually quit and I meant it and he knows I meant it because…" he stopped, "Juno." "I'm listening." "You're not." "7am meeting," Juno said, "you threatened to quit." Tae pointed at him, "see..that's the surface level listening, your eyes went somewhere." Yuna looked at him over her glass, she didn't say anything yet but she had that look, the one that meant she was noticing things . "I'm fine," Juno said, "keep going." Tae kept talking, Juno kept listening properly this time and the conversation moved on. The food was served and things were fine, he didn't look across the restaurant again. He was very intent about not looking across the restaurant again. "Okay," Yuna said, setting her fork down. "We need to talk about the message you dropped in our group chat." Juno picked up his wine. "You sent that message," she said, "about Nate cheating on you and then nothing. Your phone was off for the whole night and most of the next morning." "I told you I needed some time." "You needed some time," Tae repeated slowly. "After finding out your boyfriend of nine months was cheating on you, you needed some time alone?" "Yes." Yuna and Tae looked at each other. "Juno," Yuna said, "where did you go that night." "I went out." "Out where?" "Just out. I got a drink, I cleared my head and I came home." "You came home the next morning," Tae said, "that's not clearing your head, that's an entire activity." Juno said nothing and took a sip of his wine then looked at the table as he could feel both of them looking at him the way they always looked at him when they knew he was holding something back and were deciding how hard to push. His face felt warm. Yuna noticed, she always noticed. "Something happened," she said, not a question. "I'm fine Yuna." "I didn't ask if you were fine, I said something happened." She tilted her head slightly, "you don't have to tell us everything but something happened that night and whatever it was, it's showing on your face right now." Juno looked at her, then at Tae who was watching him with his chin in his hand looking genuinely invested. "I met someone," Juno said. The table became quiet for few seconds. "At the bar," he added quickly, "it was one night, it didn't mean anything. I just needed the distraction and it happened." "One night," Tae said. "One night." "And?" "And nothing. That's it, just one night." Yuna picked up her glass and looked at him over the tip in a way that made it very clear she didn't believe the 'and nothing' part at all but was choosing not to say so right now. Tae looked like he had about fourteen follow up questions but was physically restraining himself. "Okay," Yuna said simply. "Okay," Juno said. The conversation moved on, Tae started talking about something else and the lunch continued. Juno laughed at the right moments and contributed at the right time, he was completely present. Except for the one moment he quietly looked at that corner and saw that the two men at that table had gathered their documents and were shaking hands, the meeting was probably wrapping up. He looked back at Yuna, she was already looking at him. He smiled, she raised an eyebrow, he shook his head slightly and she let it go and turned back to Tae. Ten minutes later, Juno excused himself from the table. He walked toward the back of the restaurant where the restrooms were and kept his pace very easy and normal. He didn't look at the corner table as he passed it even though he was very aware of who sat there. He pushed the restroom door open and went to the sink. He ran cold water over his hands and looked at himself in the mirror then thought about absolutely nothing for a moment. The door opened behind him. He didn't need to look up to know but he looked up anyway. The man from the bar was standing just inside the bathroom letting the door close behind him. Same face, same jaw, same composure except that his eyes were doing that thing they did at the bar, taking Juno in with an openess that was very hard to look away from. They looked at each other in the mirror for a moment. Juno turned around and leaned back against the sink and smiled. "I didn't think I'd run into you again," he said. The man said nothing. "Small city," Juno said. "It's not a small city," the man said. "No," Juno agreed, "it's really not." He looked at him for a moment, that same easy aura he had at the bar, completely unshaken. "You're still not smiling." "I don't smile." "You should, I already told you what it would do for that face." Juno bent his head slightly, "and yet here you are, sitting at a restaurant looking all serious and expensive, making it very difficult for people to focus on their lunch." The man looked at him, "you noticed me?" "It's hard not to," Juno said it simply, "you noticed me too." The man's jaw tightened slightly. "Your friends," he said, "they were probably asking you questions." "They were." "About that night?" "Among other things," Juno crossed his arms loosely. "Don't worry, I didn't have much to tell them, I don't even know your name." Juno's expression changed briefly then it was gone quickly. The restroom was quiet, Juno stood against the sink looking at this man who occupied the doorway and apparently, a significant amount of space in Juno's head for the past week without even trying. He felt his chest feel warm in a way that he wasn't going to think about right now. "It's really good to see you," Juno said quietly, "I never thought I would see you again."Going to this restaurant was Yuna's idea, she texted the group on thursday saying Juno needed food and company and that she was making a reservation at Oleander for saturday and nobody was cancelling. Tae replied with three thumbs up emojis and that was that. It was actually a good afternoon. The food was good, the table was by the window and for the first time since tuesday Juno felt like himself again. He laughed at something Tae said about his coworker, he ordered for a second glass of water and let the week feel smaller than it had been. Then he looked up and saw him. He was sitting at a table in the corner, in a clean sleek suit, two other men sat across him with documents spread on the table between them. He looked exactly the way he looked that night at the bar, composed like the noise in the room had nothing to do with him. His hand was wrapped around a glass of water and he was looking at whatever the man across him was saying with an expression that gave absolutely n
Soren woke up before Juno did, he stayed awake for a while, looking at the ceiling. The room was dark except for the light coming in from the edge of the curtains. Juno was still asleep beside him, on his stomach, one arm lying loosely on the sheet breathing slowly like he didn't have a single thing to worry about. Soren watched him for a moment then he looked back at the ceiling. He got up quietly, picked his clothes off the floor and went to the bathroom. He showered, got dressed, did everything in the order which he always did. When he came out, Juno was still sleeping. Soren stood at the window with a cup of coffee from the machine on the counter and looked out at the city outside. It was just past six, the streets were still quiet with a few cars driving through. He wasn't thinking about anything in particular. The sheets shifted behind him. "You're already dressed." Juno's voice was rough with sleep, Soren didn't turn around immediately. "I have an early morning," he said
Juno stood with his back to the window looking at Soren standing few feets away from him. None of them had turned on the light, they didn't bother to. Then Soren moved closer. He kissed Juno like he was in charge, one hand moving up to Juno's jaw, Juno kissed him back and for a moment it felt exactly like that, Soren leading and setting the pace. Then Juno's hands fumbled with the knot of Soren's tie, his fingers trembling with anticipation. He managed to loosen it, letting the silky material hang around Soren's neck before he felt Soren's hands on him, using the tie to blindfold him then pushing his clothes upwards and off his shoulders. "You enjoy these kinks, huh?" Juno managed to say between kisses, his voice filled with awe and excitement. He saw Soren as someone who loved to be in control, Juno smiled and quickly removed the blindfold. Soren's response was cut off by another hard kiss, his lips parting under Juno's as he felt a surge of electricity through his body. He ne
Juno ordered for a second drink. Soren noticed even though he told himself he wasn't going to notice anything else about this man, he still noticed immediately. The bar had filled up slightly since Juno sat down, small groups gathered at tables behind them, low conversations, someone laughing too loud near the entrance but their corner of the bar stayed separate from all of it somehow, like the noise had agreed to keep some distance. Juno turned on his stool to face Soren fully and comfortably as if they'd known each other long enough for that to be acceptable. "You know," Juno said, looking at him the way someone looked at something in a museum, "you look like an expensive painting." Soren kept his eyes straight, "don't." "I'm just saying," Juno bent his head slightly. "The shirt, the watch, the whole..." he gestured vaguely at all of Soren, "...thing you have going on, it's a lot." "Are you done?" "The jawline alone is doing too much honestly." Soren picked up his glass and
"Bartender, can I have your most embarrassing breakup drink? and please don't judge me." Alex looked up from the glass he was wiping and raised an eyebrow. The man who just sat on the barstool was younger, maybe in his late twenties, with dark messy hair, slightly wrinkled sweater like he'd been wearing it through difficulty. He loosened his collar and put both elbows on the counter like he was ready for a fight. "Embarrassing how?" Alex asked. "Sweet and strong, maybe pink, i really don't care. My dignity already left with my ex so..." Alex actually laughed at that, "rough night?" "Rough nine months," the man rubbed his face with both hands. "The guy I was dating was also dating someone else for most of those nine months. I just found out today… so yeah pink drink please, thank you." Alex nodded and got to work. The man sat back and looked around the bar slowly. The Hudson Bar was on the 1st floor of the hotel and on a friday night, it was quiet in a way that only expen




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