I'm Reading a Book

When you truly enjoy reading books, but you are living with a kid constantly trying to get your attention and a man desperate to see his makeshift family bond, you may have a problem. Or not if you have already changed your apathy into an art form. And Gabriel is behaving like a father hoping his kid would like his new girlfriend, only Justin is his employer and Julien is not his kid.

We are the hunters, they are the foxes

Vide cor meum

I've already stated somewhere (my tumblr or my Flickr) that Gabriel and Justin are not lovers, but still the tension is there and still they could be quite intimate with each other. If we follow their story, it took them a long time to change dependence into trust.

むかしむかし…

(+ A story and a no snowing photo)

Sub rosa

What he really missed

What Justin almost painfully missed was the park at his house back in Hawthorne Cross. Although garden surrounding Vran's house was an overgrown jungle, Justin kept venturing in its depths nostalgically wishing for lush green lawns and trimmed hedges. And he and Vran's young gardener became fast friends - quite miraculously as neither knew any common words or language. Vran, on the other hand, seemed perfectly content with current state of his grounds and unwilling to change anything except ordering his gardener to clean one moss-covered bench and keeping his promise to accompany Justin on his late afternoon strolls.

Go back to sleep

"Is that you? Come on in. I'm in dire need of a company."

Fire in the fireplace was dying, the room wasn't very warm and yet Vran was lying on his bed without covers. Bandages on his eyes made the whole scene look somewhat surreal.

Vran's forehead under Justin's palm burned like a furnace.

"You have got a temperature."

"I would also say so, "Vran admitted, "it was a poison after all."

"Maybe I'm also slightly hallucinating," he added reluctantly.

„To jste vy? Pojďte dál. Myslím, že nutně potřebuji společnost.“

V krbu skomíral oheň a v místnosti rozhodně nepanovalo přílišné teplo, přesto však Vran ležel na posteli nepřikrytý. Obvázané oči dodávaly celému výjevu poněkud fantastický ráz.

Vranovo čelo pod Lukovou dlaní pálilo jako kovářská výheň.

„Máš horečku,“ obvinil Justin Vrana poněkud překvapen svým vlastním gestem.

„Také bych řekl,“ připustil Vran, „koneckonců byl to jed.“

„Možná i trochu blouzním,“ dodal neochotně.

 

(+10)

Mr. Brown & Mr. Black II

Mr. Brown & Mr. Black

Now you know the springtime, cherry tree

今年より　春知りそむる　桜花　散ると言ふことは　ならはざらなむ

Now you know the springtime, cherry tree,

I wish you never knew the autumn...

(Ki no Tsurayuki, English translation)

Kaggra - Shigatsu Tsuitachi

(+7)

慰め (nagusame; comfort)

Spring was approaching them quickly. The sun was shining through paper on sliding screens showing dirt, mould and torn edges; everything his father's house was and everything he wished it would not have been.

Jaro k nim přicházelo rychle. Slunce prozařovalo papír posuvných dveřích a odhalovalo špínu, plíseň a potrhané okraje; všechno, čím dům jeho otce byl, a všechno, čím si přál, aby se nikdy nestal.

 

(+3)

From yesterday

Gentle yesterday. Newfound intimacy. And shyness. No, Justin and Gabriel are not lovers. But their bond is strong nevertheless.

(+1)

Camera test photos.