A/N: Okay, so this chapter will be entirely from Renan's POV. Don't hate me lol, it's actually an important development for the story. Rémy and Nour will be back in the next chapter, pinky promise!

RENAN'S POV

It's very dark outside and I can't even see I'm where I'm going. It's raining cats and dogs and I just want to be tucked in my own bed but I actually live pretty far from Rémy's place. Maybe I should have just stayed with him until dawn. 

Thinking about him makes my stomach churn, though. Everything was so perfect, he was holding me so tenderly, whispering sweet nothings in my ears while caressing my body with a passion I didn't know he had in him. 

... Then he had to entirely ruin it and cry Nour's name as he came.

I walk in a puddle and groan in frustration when cold water seeps through my shoes. I look absolutely ridiculous in that yellow raincoat. Rémy used to say I look adorable in it but he was probably just trying to be nice. How can a grown man be expected to wear something like that? No wonder he fantazises about the hot, manly and insufferable Nour instead of his boyfriend. I look like a shrimp, a twink, a fucktoy. 

People have always judged me for how I looked. When I hadn't even reached puberty, guys would  make fun of me, saying I was going to be a huge fairy who loves to take it up the ass. I guess they weren't wrong about that, but what saddens me is that nobody ever tried to know the real me. I was doomed to be the frail-looking boy, a fairy, a coward, a sorry excuse of a man, a guy who can't stand up for himself, a cunning little shit whose only purpose in life is to seduce bigger men. I was always picked up last in sports, while people automatically assumed I loved gossips and had an incredible sense of fashion.

I don't care anymore, though. They treated me like a sickly sweet puppy? I decided to let them believe I truly was a harmless airhead. It allows me to trick them more easily. He. I'm a true Slytherin, and proud to be. 

Rémy was different. He always treated me like an equal, always asking for my opinion. He was interested in what was inside my head, too. We met at a party, and after I told him I liked to paint, he asked me if I could show him some of my paintings. Even though I didn't show my art to many people, I surprisingly agreed. A few months later, we were dating and we had been together for a bit more than a year now.

Only, I had to ruined it. We never had a major fight but we were gradually drifting apart. I can see that now. He was so smart, a bright boy doing a thesis on God knows what. I felt stupid compared to him so I stop saying what was on my mind. Instead, I focused on being cute. We had sex quite often so I kept telling myself that we were okay. It didn't matter if we only talked about trivial things from the everyday life. What do you want to eat tonight? Hey, darling, have you seen my gray pants?

How could I have been so stupid? So blind? I bet everyone else could tell our couple was doomed to implode.

"Watch where you're going, short stuff" a gravy voice suddenly boomed as my head collides with a solid chest.

"Sorry" I mumble, almost falling as the massive guy pushes me back. 

"Whatever, he grumbles, giving me one last warning look before walking away. 

Realization that I'm way too visible in this yellow coat hits me like a ton of bricks. I can't stay on the streets. Rémy has been telling me over and over again that it's dangerous to venture off these streets at night and here I am in my little yellow raincoat, like a mouse begging to be killed. 

I don't really want to cross ways with guys who could be much more agressive that the asshole I've just bumped into. 

How did he call me already? Oh yeah, short stuff. 

Actually, Oliver did call me that too, last time. 

Oliver! Maybe I could go to his place. His house is actually close by, I know that because last time when Rémy left us, Oliver had to grab something at his home before he took me to Rémy's. 

Okay, but I'm pretty sure Oliver hates my guts.

Yeah, but do I have a better alternative?

Definitely no. So, time to man up, Renan. He's not the first one who took an instant disliking in you, and probably not the last. Maybe I could come up with some good excuse, like I have a message from Rémy or whatever. Oliver doesn't need to know what happened.

A message from Rémy, really? I scoff at how absurd that would be. Hey, Renan, it's 2 am so why don't just go to Oli 's place and deliver a message for me? Yeah, exactly, mobile phones haven't been invented yet. 

Still, I can't stay outside.

I start walking down to Oliver's place, feeling colder and colder as time goes by. The rain isn't showing any sign of stopping anytime soon and I am completely drenched. 

I sigh in relief when I eventually recognize his house. Damn, I didn't realize last time that it was so huge! How can he afford such a place at such a young age? His house is also weirdly located, at the edge of a forest. There is also an enormous greenhouse next to the house and I take a few cautious steps toward it, when a low growl behind me makes me jump in fright. 

I turn to see two people standing on the front door. There is a girl who is probably in her early twenties and a guy who looks a few years older. They both look pretty surprised to see me, but whereas the girl is slightly smirking and looks pretty relaxed, the guy is an entirely different story. 

He is incredibly gorgeous, I have to give him that. He is tall, with a slim body and short red hair. He is wearing a simple white tee-shirt, despite of the cold weather, and basic short pants. His legs are longer than my future.There is something animalistic about him, something wild in those deep green eyes that are full of suspicion. 

"What the fuck are you doing here, chick?" he asks with a pointed look at my yellow raincoat.

I scoff. Chick now, really? However, before I have time to think about an appropriate answer, the girl beats me to it. 

"That's enough, Will" she chides him. "No need to act like a big bad wolf. The poor guy looks like he's freezing to death. Come in, sweetheart"

"He's not coming in" the guy - Will- retorts. "I don't trust him and I'll force the truth out of him if I have to" he adds and starts walking in my direction. I recoil in fear, cursing myself for coming here in the first place. I should have guess that Oliver couldn't live alone in such a massive house!

Danger, danger, danger a little voice in my head screams as I look at him helplessly. No doubt about who is the prey, here. 

Danger, danger danger the little voice keeps yelling but I don't bother running because something tells me that would be useless. 

I close my eyes, fearing the worst. When nothing happens, I cautiously open them and my mouth drops at the unexpected sight. 

Oliver is standing between Will and me.

I have never been so happy to see someone.

Power sizzles the air as Oliver tells him calmly but firmly to go back inside the house. 

I hold my breath in when Will looks at me intently, before shrugging and doing as told. He gives me one last look, huffing "you're no fun, Oli", before slamming the door behind him. 

Oliver then turns to me and I gulp. The "I'm going to kick your ass" look suits him.

"What are you doing here, Renan? Nevermind, we'll talk about it later. Come in, quick"

I nod, but make no move to get in and he sighs before grabbing my arm and half dragging me inside. 

"Flora" he asks the girl with a far more gentle tone. "I'm going to have a quick talk with Will. Can you give Renan some food and then escort him to my bedroom? Just make sure to stay with him all the time. You know how Will can be"

She nods and he gives her a grateful smile before opening a white door hiding a wooden stairs.

Flora puts a hand at the small of my back and leads me to a spacious kitchen. She looks very beautiful, too, with her tanned skin, her curly brown hair and her heart-shaped face. Damn, was physical beauty one of the requirements to be part of this household?

"Have you eaten yet, honey?" she asks in a kind tone. 

"Yes" I lie. 

"Are you sure? A marathon of nutella is always fun. I could join you"

"Nutella?" I laugh. I like her already!

"What?" she mocks. "You thought I was going to cook? I'm no one's servant" she screams in an offended tone, but then she winks and gives me a small smile. 

"You do look like a free spirit" I admit. 

"Thank you" she exclaims with a triumphant tone. "Last time I was telling Oli ...Oh, right, he's probably waiting for you" she remembers. "If you're sure you're not hungry, then we better get going"

"Wait! I'm actually hungry" I say precipitaly, hoping to delay the inevitable but she just laughs and shakes her head. 

"Nice try, hun, but I'm not buying it. We're gonna see Olie now". I follow her hesitantly and she gives me another bright smile "Don't worry too much. I'm pretty sure you'll survive the night"

"Ha- ha. Hey, you only meant that as a joke, right? " I ask worriedly.

We take the same stair that Oliver did a few minutes ago. The hallway is deadly silent and I instinctively press closer to Flora. 

"Why are there so many rooms, if there are only three people in the house?" I ask, trying to distract myself.

"Curiosity kills the chick, you know" she teases me before replying "We like to invite friends over from time to time"

"Damn, you really must have many friends" I note. 

She laughs again but doesn't bother to reply. Well too soon, we arrive in front of a big door painted in a light blue. 

She knocks lightly on the door, then without further precaution opens it and whispers "Good luck. Time to fulfill your destiny" in a theatral tone, before pushing me inside. 

I blink, then turn around to find out Oliver standing next to me near the door. Damn, he's fast. And discreet, too, how did he manage to get so close to me without me hearing him?

"Why are you here, Renan? Did something happen with Rémy?" he questions. 

It's a bit pathetic that hearing him call me by my name, instead of "short stuff" or "the twink"  makes me so happy. 

"Nah, nothing like that happened. Actually, there's been a flood in the house - you know, with all the rain - and Rémy sent me because - "

"You're lying, short stuff" he tsks. "Well, I don't have time for your bullshit. I'm dead tired. I suppose I can't send you back at this time of the night, in this weather. Why you thought coming here was a good idea is beyond my understanding, though"

I swear, his words don't hurt. They don' even sting. 

"You're going to sleep in my bedroom. I don't trust Will and I want to keep an eye on you" he decides before throwing a plain gray tee-shirt and a pair of boxers at me. 

"Why, is Will some kind of animal or what?" I ask timidely but he just ignores me. 

I quickly put his clothes on - I look like a twelve year old in them, as expected, and join him under the cover.

"I hope you don't snore" Oliver declares before turning off the light and turning his back on me. 

"Hey, are you and Will dating?" I ask after a few minutes of silence. 

"Good night, Renan" he replies in a flat tone but it's enough to make my heart jump.

"Good night" I whisper and a few minutes later, he is lightly snoring. Ah! Now, who's the one who snores? 

***

I try to fall asleep but no avail. I feel to cold and I can't stop shivering. The fact that I'm under the same roof as a potential psychopath - an incredibly sexy psychopath, but a psychopath nonetheless - doesn't help, either. My thoughts constantly go back to Rémy. What is he doing? Is he having trouble to sleep, too? Is he happy that he finally got ride of me? 

As I make a move to grab my mobile on the nightstand, an arm suddenly curls around my waist, making me tense up. 

"That's okay", Oliver mumbles against my shoulder in a barely awake tone. "Just go back to sleep. You're safe" he adds before bringing me closer to his chest. 

I nod and finally close my eyes, no longer feeling cold. I think I fell asleep not even a minute later. 

Update: New cover! I personnally love it, thank you so much <3 <3  @yukikoking_94    

A/N: Sooo, what do you think of this short glimpse into Renan's mind? Yay or nay? ^^

Anyway, I'll be back next week with more dramas, unveiled desires and unhealthy angst. 

Stay tuned xxx

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