I can't stop thinking about lonely model!LWJ who's always seen as a...

One day, he sees a "Rent-A-Boyfriend" ad
At first it seems ridiculous. But as time goes on, he decides to try.
But the slogan on the site says "For people who want to be truly seen." and it hits something inside him.
So he clicks on.
And the dates he has are already all fake, anyway. Fake attention. Fake interest. At least like this, it would be his own choice.
“Hello, we are Rent-A-Boyfriend, an escort-service that provides company and so much more! Before proceeding with your request, please pay attention to the rules. Thank you for choosing us! Have fun!”
He will look at the rules, just once. And then he'll decide.
You may:
- Go on dates in public locations, such as amusement parks, restaurants, theatres, concerts
- Go on dates in private locations, such as work events, family parties and friendly gatherings
- Reasonable touching (specified in each boyfriend profile)
-Ask for any of the boyfriend’s private information, such as real name or address.
-Take the boyfriend to an undisclosed location
-Touching beyond what each of the boyfriend’s profile allows
-Take the boyfriend to your personal living place or to any kind of hotel
But so far, this business seems... legit.
He puts in his credit card information before he can change his mind.
And then he seems him.
LWJ clicks on him immediately.
"Name: Wuxian
Age: 25
Height: 1,86 (real!)
Hobbies: Reading, blacksmithing, and taking care of pets (not dogs)
I will: Be the best boyfriend your family could ever ask for, tease you, probably make you laugh
I will not: Go to dog parks!
LWJ feels a little disappointed. Probably taller? Is he not expecting to go on dates with men?
He almost clicks away.
LWJ realizes the man is just assuming he'll always be the taller one. Arrogant.
Before he can even realize what he's doing, LWJ clicks "I want you"
LWJ's hands start to sweat. He wasn't expecting to talk to him today.
WWX: Hey! This is Wuxian. What should I call you?"
LWJ: Wangji
Only after sending the message he thinks he maybe should give a fake name. It's not like he uses Wangji anymore, but...
LWJ: Not yet.
WWX: alright. Can you describe your perfect date for me?
LWJ hesitates. Now that he thinks about it, he really never thought about his perfect date at all.
He doesn't think anyone has ever even asked him that.
LWJ: I'm not sure.
WWX: that's ok! can you tell me a few of your hobbies?
WWX: omg we already match so well
what kind of pets do you like? please don't say dogs 😭
LWJ: Dogs are fine, but I prefer rabbits.
WWX: RABBITS? that's so cute. I can already tell you're a cute person
LWJ: I am not.
WWX: I'll be the judge of that
do you have anything you really don't like?
LWJ: Noise.
WWX: ok, I can work with that!
LWJ: I would like to know.
WWX: oops, tricky question! I'm not telling you!
when can we meet?
LWJ frowns at his phone. He doesn't like not knowing things.
But he came this far. It would be a shame to stop now.
WWX: ok. I'll text you the address
and don't worry ok? we'll have fun, I promise
LWJ: I'll be the judge of that.
WWX: omg
joke's on you, using my words against me is the quickest way to make me like you
wear something comfortable!
LWJ: I will.
He's doing this. He's really actually doing this.
There's a weird feeling in his stomach, something like anxiety, but it can't be. He never felt anxious about dating before.
It probably won't even be a good date, anyway. Wuxian didn't even say where they were going.
LWJ will go, because he's not the man to back down.
At least he tried.
He overthinks his clothes, his hair, his makeup. He even overthinks his shoes, knowing that most of the ones he owns have some kind of low heel, and who knows? Maybe Wuxian really is sensitive about his height.
He decides to compromise, and buys a single rose. Pink, because red would probably be too much. He's ready.
And then he sees WWX.
WWX, leaning against a wall on the street they decided to meet, casually scrolling through his phone, is somehow the exact opposite.
"Wuxian," he says, but the man seems to be wearing earphones.
Sighing, LWJ takes another step closer, getting a little bit into his personal space.
There's a mole on his bottom lip, is the first thing LWJ notices. In the few seconds it takes WWX to move, LWJ feels like he has the time to register every single line of his face.
"Hi," WWX says, removing his earphones. "Hi, sorry."
WWX looks down at it, lips parted, and then back at him.
"I'm... what?"
"It's for you," LWJ says. This isn't good. Maybe flowers were out of limit.
"It's pink," LWJ says. He can already feel his ears heating up.
WWX simply stares. After a few seconds, he seems to focus, and opens the most beautiful smile LWJ has ever seen.
"I know," LWJ says. "I'm Wangji."
WWX's eyes go wide.
"You?" he almost yells. "You're Wangji?"
"Yes. Did we not agree to meet at this time?"
WWX snaps out of it.
"Is that not allowed?" LWJ frowns.
"It is!" WWX takes it from his hand. "I think it is. I haven't actually- Well. Anyway, hi. Hi! You actually came!" he puts his hand on LWJ's arm. "I'm glad you're here."
"Alright, okay, wow," WWX's eyes flutter closed as he smells the rose. His eyelashes are really long. LWJ thinks he could be a model, too. "Thank you. Are you ready for our date?"
LWJ's eyebrows wrinkle. "How can I be ready, if you didn't tell me what is was?"
He locks arms with LWJ and guides them down the street.
"You're actually taller than me," he says it like he's mad about it, but the smile still plays on his lips.
"I'm 1,90."
LWJ averts his eyes. He doesn't usually hide what he does, but for some reason, he doesn't feel like talking about it.
WWX looks at him, waiting for an answer, and LWJ decides to drop his embarrassment.
"You too."
"It wasn't flirting. It was the truth."
WWX bumps their shoulders together. "That's also flirting. Stop. You can't be better at this than I am."
LWJ feels himself smiling, despite everything else.
"Hey A-Ning. Where are they?"
The employee looks around. "Mystery section, as always."
"Great!" WWX tugs on LWJ's arm.
And then he does something... strange.
He squats down to the floor and starts making weird noises.
"What-"
WWX turns to him with one finger on his lips and makes an exaggerated "Shhh!"
"There you are!" WWX picks it up in his hand and gets up, turning to LWJ with delight.
It's a bunny.
LWJ's eyes go wide.
"I do" LWJ looks at him. He doesn't know what to say. The bunny squirms and settles in his hand.
LWJ nods, not knowing exactly where to go. WWX giggles at him.
"Wangji. Are you ok with touching?"
LWJ isn't.
"Yes," he says.
"Then I'll guide you, and you just pay attention to the bunny."
They start walking around the bookstore, WWX pausing every once in a while to comment on a book he sees and ask-
The bunny falls asleep in LWJs hand, and WWX coos and fusses over it, reaching out to pet him.
He nods, but his chest feels weird. He doesn't think he ever lost track of time like that.
As soon as they're out of the bookstore, WWX takes his hand.
"Did you have fun?" he asks with a smile, but LWJ can't answer. He's looking down at their interlocked fingers.
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"Yes," LWJ hurries to say. "I'm having a lot of fun."
It shocks him to say it. It shocks him even more to know it's the truth.
WWX smiles at him, and something about it this time seems a little more contained.
LWJ knows what's coming. Their date is over. He braces himself to hear the words.
"We should get some coffee," WWX says suddenly. "You know, since I made you walk this long."
LWJ ignores the way his heart jumps.
"Uh, there's a.." WWX clears his throat. "There's a bonus if.. If it's your first time. Which this is."
LWJ tilts his head. "I wasn't informed of that."
"It's a hidden bonus." WWX says fast. "Only for the nicest people."
"Only if you want to, of course!" WWX's grip loosens on his hand, and LWJ tightens it again.
"I want to."
"Okay," the smile comes back full force, and LWJ feels like it could burn him. "I know a place."
He's expecting WWX to sit right across from him, as is customary.
He doesn't.
"Here's the menu," WWX says as he throws himself by LWJs side.
"Tea," LWJ says, and hopes WWX doesn't notice the way his voice sounds strained.
He doesn't usually like this much touching. So why doesn't it feel wrong?
"What do you do for a living?" WWX asks.
"I'm a model," LWJ says, because he doesn't lie, and that was a direct question.
WWX's eyes widen, delighted.
"Mn," LWJ keeps his expression as neutral as he can.
WWX frowns. "You don't like modeling?"
"I do."
"Hmm," WWX tilts his head at him. "But there's something about it you don't like, right? I can see it in your face."
"Every job has its downsides," he says. "I'm sure yours does, too."
WWX lowers his eyes. "Right," he swallows. "My job."
He lifts his body slightly, getting a little of his weight off of him.
LWJ hates it.
"It isn't that bad," WWX smiles, then wraps an arm over LWJ's shoulder.
"Tell me."
"About you," he says. "I mean, the boyfriends. The job seems a little dangerous."
"Hmm. I guess it can be, if you don't know how to take care of yourself," WWX smirks.
"Wuxian," LWJ scolds. For some reason, WWX flinches.
"Oh," LWJ doesn't know why, but that doesn't soothe him at all. "But then they'll know you always go to that bookstore."
"You're the first person I took there."
"Don't look so shocked. First dates are usually in restaurants, or malls. You were the first person I-" WWX hesitates. "Well, I never felt the urge to do anything different for anyone else before."
It's a little unsettling that, even knowing all of that, LWJ still wants to believe it.
"Mn," LWJ says. It's not a lie. "Very."
WWX laughs a little, tilting his head even closer. LWJ can feel the huff of breath on his cheek.
"Mn," LWJ says. He can't take his eyes away.
"Do you remember what they are?"
"I'm not sure," he says. "Perhaps you should tell me again."
WWX brings their interlaced fingers up, and presses a kiss on each of LWJ's fingers.
"Hand kisses," LWJ repeats in a low voice, watching him closely. "What else?"
LWJ watches as he tilts his chin up, and kisses the top of his forehead.
WWXs lips are warm. Pretty, like the rest of him. LWJ holds his breath.
"What else?" he whispers.
"You can also have... cheek-"
LWJ leans in and kisses his cheek, softly, just once. When he pulls back, WWX's eyes are closed.
"Yeah," WWX says. He sounds as out of breath as LWJ feels.
He leans in first, catching LWJ's lips in a warm, wet kiss. LWJ responds immediately, wrapping his arms around him, trying to hold him closer, opening his lips for him.
WWX breaks the kiss abruptly, pulling his head away. LWJ tries to follow him, kiss him again, but his head is held back by strong hands.
"Wuxian," LWJ says as he gets up from the his seat.
"I have to go. I can't- The date's over."
"You don't have to-"
"I'm really sorry."
"It was my fault," LWJ tries.
"Wuxian. There's no-"
"If you want to report me, that's... That's fine," WWX says.
Before LWJ can have a chance to say he won't, WWX leaves.
LWJ goes home with a sinking feeling in his chest.
He tries sending WWX messages through the app, because it's the only way he can think of.
LWJ: It wasn't your fault.
I would never report you.
Can we see each other again?
I won't push this time.
Wuxian?
WWX never responds.
LWJ: I have an event on the first day of the next month. It's a gala. Would you accompany me? I do not have a date.
No answer.
LWJ tries to move on. It's the only thing he can do.
He opens the app, but can't find their conversation. He goes through the boyfriend profiles again, wanting, at least, to see his smiling face.
He doesn't find it.
WWX's profile was deleted.
He will never see WWX again.
He nods at the people he needs to nod at, and takes the pictures he has to take. He can't wait for this to end.
"Here! Look over here!"
"Wangji!"
LWJ snaps his neck in the direction of the sound. He hasn't used that name in ages. In this industry, he is known only as Hanguang Jun.
Before he can stop himself, LWJ jumps over the line to where WWX is.
"Wuxian," he says. "You-"
"Who is that?" a photographer asks, turning to them.
"Is he famous? Hey, smile for us!"
He walks WWX inside the venue and finds a secluded room. Using his access car to get inside, he makes sure it's empty before turning to him.
LWJ isn't even listening.
"It's fine," he says, taking one step closer. WWX is here. That's what matters right now.
"I asked you to come," LWJ says.
WWX bites his lip. "Right. I know. But I couldn't accept it. We can't do it anymore."
LWJ freezes in his step.
"Oh."
"I mean, we can't go on dates anymore," WWX says when he sees his face. LWJ nods.
"It's alright. I understand," LWJ says, trying to avoid his eyes. WWX squeezes him harder.
"You don't. I just mean we have to-"
"Wuxian. It's fine. I won't bother-"
"I want us to go on a real date" WWX says, his lips kissed red. LWJ wants to lean in again.
"Wait, fuck," WWX pulls away from him.
"For you."
LWJ blinks. "It's red."
"Yeah," WWX laughs. "I figured red fit better with what I wanted to say."
LWJ smiles. "I think so, too."
"So," WWX cups his jaw. "Will you go on a real date with me?"
"Oh, about that," WWX says. "You should call me Wei Ying."
"Wei Ying," LWJ repeats. What a beautiful name. "I'm Lan Zhan."
"Nice to meet you, Wei Ying."
LWJ leans down, and kisses him again. He doesn't stop for a very long time.
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