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Detective Joseph loves the town's embalmer so much, he'd kill for him.
Joseph treasures every moment he can get with Aesop, but it's not everyday that a detective gets to work so closely with an embalmer. Only the most gruesome cases warrant the detective's visit to the funeral house. But even in these moments of anguish and injustice, something beautiful could blossom. And so the saying goes: love makes you do crazy things.
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Joseph’s a bored, rich photographer out of inspiration. The only content that keeps him satisfied are the erotic works of a mysterious author, A. Rorschach. One day, while out at a café, the sight of a tired-looking man he has never seen before catches his attention and on his table, are pages with writing Joseph recognizes right away. In that moment, Joseph comes up with a terribly questionable plan: Why not make Aesop’s sensual stories a reality?
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Aesop wanders through messy stacks upon stacks of musty books, some with old coffee mugs littered on the top. In no time, he finds himself stumbling onto a desk- the only desk in the whole building that is cleaned off with a little space ready to work. Behind it is a man with round glasses and white hair in a side ponytail. A blue coat hangs over his chair. In his hand is a mug of coffee that splashes with Aesop’s embarrassing slip.
“I’m sorry, I missed my step and-” Aesop looks up to make eye contact with the brightest blue eyes he has ever seen. “-I’m sorry.”
The man chuckles, “it’s my own fault. I have a hunch that this place is beyond repair. Now, if I may ask, what are you doing here? Visitors are quite rare.”
“Actually, I’m no visitor. I’m supposed to be the new volunteer.” Aesop was hesitant about revealing the truth. He has nowhere to run now.
___Or: Aesop needs more volunteer hours to apply for his masters and the only position he gets is at the rundown library.
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“Do you like men?”
Aesop pauses, letting the glob of paint on his brush fall onto his shoes. If it were not for the mask, then Joseph would have been able to see him bite his lips as he contends with embarrassment. He knows the answer. It is a simple yes or no question. Unfortunately, he does not know how to lie, so he must think twice before opening up his mouth. How he hates small talk.
“You should not ask those questions, Joseph.”
“We are in private, no one else can hear us. What happens here will forever be a secret.”
Aesop shakes his head with shame. “Then I would rather you answer that question for yourself first.”
(18+)
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Going to the café was like a ritual to Joseph. Every day, across the shop, sat a group of friends. One of them is a grey-haired man with perfect posture and a messy ponytail. He rarely smiles and is soft-spoken. When he does talk, his hands are expressive, following the flow of his cute voice as if they act out his words. Sometimes he wears a pair of thin-framed round glasses. He is so ridiculously handsome…
“…Joseph?” Jack waves his hand in front of his friend’s face, but Joseph is lost in the clouds. There is no denying it. Joseph is in love.