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want to let Fenix go yet. He wanted to spend time with him
not having sex. Get to know him. Buy him dinner, take him to the cinema and
introduce him to all his friends.
    “I
want to go home at some point, change into some fresh clothes and pack a bag
with some more stuff I’ll need to take to the dressing room, so that I don't
have to go to the theatre tomorrow when everyone will be moving in.”
    “Perfect.
I don't have a show tomorrow either. We can spend the day together. It doesn’t
make any sense for you to go back to... Where do you live?”
    “Greenwich.”
    “Greenwich.
You can pack an overnight bag and stay here again tonight...” Jared trailed off
when his eyes fell on Fenix’s puzzled expression. He realised that while he’d
made peace with the fact that he didn't want to let Fenix go, even though
they’d met a day ago, Fenix might not have reached the same conclusion. It
might have been just a fling for him. “I’m sorry... I’ll shut up now.”
    Fenix
laughed, his eyes twinkled in the brightly lit room.
    “No,
don't shut up. You’re cute when you ramble.”
    “Cute?
Me?” Jared pointed at himself in mock surprise. “I’ll give you cute!” he roared
and tackled Fenix, tickling him. He straddled his hips once Fenix was on his
back, forced his arms above his head and held them there as he leaned down and
kissed him.
    “OK,”
Fenix said breathlessly as their lips parted.
    “OK? To what?”
    “Everything. I’ll pack a
bag, spend the night here and hang out with you tomorrow.”
    Jared’s
smile was so wide his cheeks hurt.

 
    Jared tagged
along with Fenix as he went home to pick up his stuff. He lived in a small
flat, cluttered with cheap furniture. Fenix explained his landlord was a
hoarder and cheapskate who didn't like throwing stuff away. Seriously, who needed
three coffee tables in a one-bedroom flat? The carpet used to be beige once
upon a time, but now was a weird, faded colour that depressed the hell out of
Jared.
    “Sit
down, make yourself comfortable,” Fenix said and pointed towards the ugly sofas
that didn’t match. “I won't be a minute.” He disappeared towards the bedroom
and left Jared alone in the living room.
    He
sat down and a heaviness settled on his chest. Fenix
lived in this dump, then he stayed in a similar dump
with Jared. He deserved so much more.
    Tomorrow,
Jared was going to go to the bank and apply for that loan he’d been planning to
get ever since he bought his apartment. He didn't want to wait to save the money anymore. He wanted to
hire the contractors by the end of the week and have a cosy, clean, fully
furnished home by the end of next month.
    Fenix
appeared out of the bedroom, two duffel bags in hand. Jared stood up, grabbed
one of the bags and they headed out.

 
    Jared was
styling his hair and Fenix was putting his stuff in his part of the wardrobe
when there was a knock on the dressing room door.
    “Yeah?” Jared called, his
eyes never leaving the mirror.
    Adam
opened the door and walked in, his eyes fixing on Fenix as he frowned.
    “Hi,”
he said to nobody in particular.
    “Hey,”
Fenix greeted him with a smile as he continued to arrange his belongings
meticulously.
    “Can
I talk to you for a sec?” Adam turned to Jared. “In private?”
    “Can
it wait? I really need to fix my hair and head to the costume shop.”
    Fenix
stopped what he was doing and closed the wardrobe door.
    “I’m gonna go get a coffee. You guys want something?”
    “Fenix,
you don't have to go. Adam and I will talk later. I don't have any time right
now anyway.” Jared protested.
    “No,
it’s OK. I’m finished. I feel like a cup of coffee. I’ll catch you later,” he
said with a smile and kissed Jared on his way out. “Nice to see you, Adam,” he
said as he brushed past him. Adam grunted something unintelligible in response.
    “What
the fuck is the matter with you?” Adam said the second Fenix was out the door.
    “What
do you mean?”
    “First
you