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Mozart L'opera Rock   ดูนะคะ  รับลองว่าต้องหลงรักค่ะ 

ปล  รูปข้างล่างนี่คือ Mikelangelo ค่ะ  

ส่วนอีตา Flo เนี่ยตอนนี้ยังหมั่นไส้เค้าอยู่เลยหมดอารมณ์ลงรูป  

ไว้คราวหน้าเอามาเป็นแพคคู่ให้

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Title : Let It Run

Author : LivingInDream

Genre : Angst & Hurt/Comfort

Pairing : Florent M./Mikelangelo L.

Rate : G (Just Kiss and Cuddle)

Summary : They all had their own past and desires. Florent wanted only one thing

 he would die for, Mikelangelo. But his love came with his obsession and selfishness

that awoke the Italian's long passed nightmare. Mikele wanted to love his French

but how could they love without killing themselves alive. And when a ghost from

the past appeared infront of the him, Mikele didn't know...when their own needs

hurt themselves, should he fled ...or fell into the embrace of love and selfishness

that waiting for him. There was no right choice to be chose.

There was only what he really wanted.

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Prologue

 

 

 

The moment he touch the italian's hand,everything in Florent's life was changed forever.

At the first sight he laid on the blond, he could see only the brightest sunshine he had ever seen.

When the smaller man smiled even that smile was not for him only, his heart still skipped beat.

And when those beautiful eyes looked at him so intense, his world stopped turning. 

 

It was a spell that Florent could not resist.

Like a drug...so deliciously sweet and beautiful that he could not quit.

This beautiful Italian was a poison that he crave to taste and wish it would make him sleep forever in his dream.

The dream that the blond belonged to him...only him.

  

Florent Mothe.

Like a fool.

Want the only one he could never have. 

 

Mikelangelo Loconte. 

The Italian who was so full of himself and always full of happiness especially when his arms was embraced around his girlfriend, Cynthia.

 

 

"What are you thinking about, Flo ?" the blond asked with his strong accent that sound so beautiful for the younger man.

 

You...It's you. Night and Day.

The brunet smile at his thought. Knowing that it would never be told.

 

"Nothing. Just try to concentrate" He lied

"Nervous ?" the blond sit beside him on the small sofa so their arms close against each other. The intimacy make him flutter  the way that friends should not feel like Florent feel right now.

And Florent is Mikele's best friend...that was what the blond said. 

He was surrounded by the  warmness from the man beside him. The sweet scent that so familiar to him, after all this two month it still drove him crazy. 

 

"Yeah...a bit nervous but I'm okay." He answer as he close his eyes and lean back. 

"Don't be. I'm here and it's just another TV program." A warm hand stroked his brown

hair gently. It felt  so good that he let out a long exhale before he had to suddenly stop

breathing again when he felt a touch of soft lips on his cheek.

Mikelangelo loved to kiss. He felt like he have to show his love to everyone he

loved, so he kissed. It had been so many time he kissed Florent on the cheek but

the brunet never get use to it, his heart always jumped and his lungs always stopped

working.

Even though for the blond, the kiss didn't mean anything other than friend, Florent still

longed for the touch...more and more.

 

But he was an actor and he was a good actor, it was not too hard to hide.

 

"We can do it ! "

That smile again. the smile that always made him lost and smiled back like a silly man. 

 

"It's time, gentlemen" A staff called them from the other side  of the door.

"Yes Sir!" The blond answered cheerfully and jumped like the happiest child who was

told that they were going to Disneyland.

"Let's go, Flo. Let's sing for them." Florent's hand was in the blond's who tried

to convince him to stand up quicker.

 

What it would be if he decide to pull that beautiful Italian into his arms and claim those

kissable lips to be his.

 

Mine. Only mine.

 

 

He breath in sharply. 

   

No. He is not....

 

 

"Okay. Let's go" That was what he said.

 

The brunet pulled his hand free and walked behind the blond in to crowed studio

where was filled with the cheering and screaming  for their names. But he didn't hear

anything except for the sweet clear laugh from the smaller man. He couldn't see anyone

but the beautiful Italian infront of him. 

And he knew.

 

 

I am so damned...

 

TBC...........

 

 

First thing, FIRST!!!!  I Have to APOLOGIZE if you find something wrong in my writing especially for my grammar and vocabularies.

This is my first fan fiction written in English so...I really need BETA !!!!

My English is not that well and it might have a lot of mistake in this chapter so I hope that in my next chapter I will have my sweet BETA.

If one or many of you who is/are reading this will help me out (PLEASE!!!!)

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