Om_Rengginnang

Renji Isamu. Male, 29 years old. Bisexual. Number 1 celebrity gay novelist in Japan. 
Handsome, thick wallet, professional, but live in sorrow.

Renji is used to doing one night stands. With mens. With girls. With friends. With whores. For him everything is same. 

In the past, Renji wasn't like that. Deep disappointment has changed him. His father hates him being able to love men too, Renji is separated from Veer and his family from Netherland. He fled ... And then lived alone in Japan. 

In Japan Renji falls in love with Jean. A girl. But, he fell broken again. When he was about to get serious with Haru, a guy, reality had slapped him hard. 
Two failed marriages. Renji doesn't want to live a life of romance and fuck everyone.

However, one day Renji met Ginnan Takahashi. A gigolo. Male prostitutes in a 24 hour bar. They met accidentally. They stare at each other without a plan. And they fell in love with so many stories.

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A POETRY FROM GINNAN TO RENJI:

["I could be anything in the world, but i wanted to be his"]

["I don't believe in magic, but they said 'You will, when you see him"]

["He is a mess, but he is a masterpiece"]

["And how dare the world to take him"] ~ Amsterdam, Midnight.

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GAY NOVELIST

"Refuse?" Suddenly Renji opened his eyes, sat up straight, and looked at him like a pet that wants to be loved. Shit! Whereas if other people saw him, Renji's face was fairly flat and didn't change much. But for Ginnan, he seemed to be able to read the ins and outs of the man's desires. "...but if you mind I'm not forcing you. It's a gift anyway."

It's a gift. But if Ginnan didn't stare at it for too long. Maybe the woman got a condom or something and it's natural enough for sex between men. It's just... It's just...

"Why are you quiet?" Renji asked. "I'm not forcing you."

Ughh, if it's like this. How could Ginnan refuse him?

Ginnan looked forward and answered curtly. "You idiot. If you push a little more, I might pretend to sell you a fortune."

"Haha... Why sell so expensive," Renji said. Then he rested his head on Ginnan's shoulder again. "Aren't you already mine. It's naive to think about prices..."

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