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heâs still worrying, jiji can tell by the expression on his face and the tight grip on his hips. the red-haired male just wishes there was something he could do, that he knew that right words to say, to silence whatever was going on in baekhyunâs brain so he could rest. thatâs not real life, though, and jiji knows that. such things like that donât exist, but even so, heâll do his best to provide the comfort and distraction that baek needs. he hums softly as the other leans up to kiss him again, and this time jiji allows it to deepen into something a little bit more. fingers thread soothingly into baekhyunâs hair, a soft guide to tipping his head back so jiji can brush their tongues together comfortably. heâs sure heâll never get tired of kissing him like this.Â
â everything is more than okay. â jiji murmurs against baekâs lips, placing one, last fleeting kiss on the corner of his mouth before pulling away a bit farther. with another soft hum he brings his hands down to run gently over the otherâs shoulders. â all of that sounds like a perfect night in to me. itâll be nice to take a break, and itâs always nice when youâre here. â
BAEKHYUN WISHED HE WAS normal, because that's what jiji deserved â normal, not some fuck up who continues to be impacted every single day by his bad choices in life. he appreciates that the boy doesn't judge him, though, that he doesn't act like everyone else and make comments about how ' lucky he was to be alive ', as if he didn't know that already. he hums against the boys lips as they kiss, it being the only thing sinking him back down into reality. he wished that there were nothing but moments filled like this, that his memories were only of kissing and being with jiji and not something that haunted him.
he sighed when the other pulled out, not being able to help the pout that crosses his features before the other speaks. " sorry I spoiled your plans for today." he said, recalling how the boy was supposed to go out instead of stay in and clean up his mess. " I appreciate you staying here with me. " he admits softly, his hand coming up to run through his hair. " i'll always be here if you want me to, you know i'm only one call away. "
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                   đđ  đđĄđŹđ§đđđĄđ,  đđđđđđ đđđ  đŞđ˘đ¨đđ'đŠđ  đđđ𥠠đ  đđ˘đ˘đ  đđŤđđ¨đŚđ  đ˘đ  đ  đđđŚđ  đ§đ˘  đđ˘đĄđ§đđĄđ¨đ  đ§đđđ𼠠đđđ§đ§đđ  đ§đĽđŹđŚđ§  .  he  likes  jason  â-  he  really  likes  him  ,  to  the  point  of  where  heâs  had  to  pinch  himself  in  the  courtroom  just  in  order  to  stop  getting  lost  in  those  dreamy  pools  he  called  irises  .    â   itâs  not  that  i  donât wanna  hook  up  ,    â     the  nervous  brunette  adjusted  his  tie  rather  stiffly  ,    attempting  to  gulp  down  the  dryness  that  resided  in  his  throat  without  a  sip  of  water  .    â    i  just  ⌠ i  donât  want  either  of  us  to  get  in  trouble  .  if  the  court  knew  we  were  doing  something  like  this  ,  theyâd  probably  re  -  kickstart  the  case  and  think  i  proved  you  innocent  in  return  for  some  type  of  ⌠ â  favor  .  â    â     voice  drops  to  a  quieter  pitch  with  the  mention  of  said  scenario  ,  afraid  someone  would  recognize  them  and  spread  fabricated  tale  (  which  was  more  than  unlikely  .  )    if  anything  ,  being  demoted  from  his  position  or  the  possibility  of  being  fired  was  far  from  his  train  of  thought  .  sian  was  too  busy  being  more  than  concerned  over  jason  getting  entangled  in  some  sort  of  mess  once  again  ,  this  time  ,  himself  being  a  key  witness  and  ally  .    â   technically  ,  weâre  not  allowed  to  rendezvous  with  clients  .    â     shoulders  shrug  at  the  obvious  answer  of  what  happened  .    â    if  we  continue  ,  donât  you  think  theyâll  get  suspicious  ?    â    Â
MAYBE JASON WAS NAIVE or maybe he just didn't care, because every response was going in one ear, out the other. it was one thing to pay people in the court off for his freedom, that had already been accomplished thanks to his lawyer, sian, but paying people for their silence was a lot easier. " you have nothing to worry about. " he reassures the other, not that he's taking a 'no' for an answer but because he knows that this wouldn't work out how the other thinks. " there's no re-trial there's nothing and they have no evidence that this was going on during the trial. you don't represent me anymore." jason tries to reason with the other, because maybe, just maybe, he's started to grow fond of him, started to see this blossoming into something more â for the first time ever. " i'm fine with ending things because you want to end them, but I won't take that bullshit about this other stuff."
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suminâs  all  too  eager  for  the  elevator  doors  to  close  .  a  moment  of  privacy  ,  thatâs  all  he  needed  with  sawyer  ,  really  .  he  canât  stop  the  desire  inside  of  himself  to  turn  this  into  something  MORE  ,  wanted  something  like  an  actual  dateâor  at  least  to  spend  time  with  her  somewhere  not  on  company  property  .  even  if  it  was  dirty  and  thrilled  the  man  ,  he  didnât  want    to  treat  sawyer  like  some  random  girl  he  was  fucking  .  he  only  turns  to  hold  down  the   âclose    doorsâ  button  ,  licking  his  lips  as  he  glanced  at  sawyer  .  really  ,  the  man  needs  to  keep  his   eyes  to  himself  if  he  intends  to  keep  his  interest  from  the  world  .  â  you  havenât  been  to  my  condo  ,  yet  ,  have  you ?   we  could  go  there  ,  itâs  only  like  a  twenty-minute  drive  .  â  to  hell  with  work  .  heâs  taking  the  time  to  move  closer  ,  place  the  smallest  kiss  against  her  lips  with  newfound  tenderness  . â  weâre  gonna  get  in  trouble  âŚÂ Â
THIS WAS ALL TOO much for sawyer, she knew she would feel guilty about leaving work to be with sumin â but there was so much excitement in her bones that she felt with being with him. he made her feel alive. she can't help but feel a twinkle in her eyes when he looks down at her, butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she watches him desperately try to get the door closed. " I have not. " she responds, although the idea of being alone somewhere with him makes this all the more nerve-wracking. " i'm sure if we go there then there's no way we'll be coming back. " sawyer tries her hardest not to whimper against his lips, appreciating the new found tenderness between the two of them. he speaks but she stops him by leaning up and pressing another soft kiss against his lips. " I don't think I really care anymore. " her voice is soft as she falls back on her feet, now looking up at him with adoration in her eyes.
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â§ž âš * ďšÂ THEREâS  TRAGEDY  in his  loverâs  story,  so  much  so  that  haeilâs  own  heart  breaks  each  and  every  time  he  thinks  about  everything  baekhyun  had  been  through.  he  wishes  he  could  take  it  all  away  â  make  it  to  where  baek  NEVER  had  to  feel  that  much  pain.  haeil  would  in  a  heartbeat  if  it  was  something  that  was  possible.  itâs  why  the  dancer  makes  it  his  MISSION  in  life  to  give  the  other  as  much  happiness  as  he  possibly  can,  buying  things  he  thinks  baek  will  like,  taking  the  other  on  trips  just  so  they  can  get  AWAY  from  real  life  for  a  bit  â  anything  &  everything  that  haeil  can  think  of,  he  tries.  hoping  like  hell  it  takes  baekâs  mind  away  from  the  past  &  lets  him  be  happy.  hence  the  trip  to  italy  being  as  big  of  a  surprise  as  it  was  for  baek,  haeil  trying  his  heart  out  to  make  sure  this  trip  would  be  one  to  remember  ⌠ for  the  both  of  them.  "who  says  we  canât  spoil  each  other,  hm?â  haeil  hums  out  with  a  giggle,  bringing  the  otherâs  hand  to  his  lips  to  press  a  small  kiss  to  the  top  of  baekâs  hand.  "this  is  me  youâre  talking  to  and  well  â  we  both  know  how  EXTRA  i  can  be.â  his  smile  turns  into  a  smirk  as  he  finally  steps  through  the  door,  flipping  the  light switch  on  to  show  the  flowers,  balloons,  pictures  &  everything  else  in between  that  heâd  paid  to  have  decorate  the  villa.  "thereâs  tons  more  where  this  came  from,  love.  i  wanted  you  to  be  happy  â  to  always  be  happy  because  that  is  what  you  deserve.â
BAEKHYUN WAS CONSTANTLY reminded of the terror that happened in his life, there's not a day that goes by that he doesn't think of his teammates. the dull ache all over his body reminds him that he was lucky â that there was a second chance for him. he's reminded of a dark past whenever he sees someone sip some alcohol, a time where he would have indulged as well, but he wasn't that same person anymore. but, somehow he found haeil â or haeil found him and truly made this all the easier. he didn't feel like he was such a bad guy after all. misguided, maybe, but not the bad guy. it was hard for him to accept gifts, let alone an extravagant vacation that his boyfriend had planned for him. nothing could prepare him for the sight that he saw when they stepped through the door. it was decorated to the nines, his eyes filling up with tears immediately as his hand grasps the others tightly. " w-what is all of this? " he asks, clearly shaken up by everything going on. eyes wide as they take in the sight of the room, how was this possible? " d-did you do all of this? " baek's scared to let go and look closer at everything â what if it wasn't real, what if this was just some sick dream that wasn't going to come true. haeil's words make him lean down and envelop him in a hug, kissing the top of his head as he sways the boy back and forth. " I can't believe you, " he sniffles after speaking. " I can't believe you're the most amazing boyfriend in the world, this is all so much. I can't even â I can't even express how much this means to me."
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â§ž âš * ďš THINGS  FOR  XAV  ARE  COMPLICATED  to  say  the  least  â  heâd  gotten  tangled  up  with  people  he  shouldnât  have,  ones  who  do  not  so  legal  things  &  now  ?  those  people  were  the  only  âfriendsâ  he  really  had.  the  people  he  relied  on  &  could  call  whenever  he  needed  anything.  but  that  came  with  cons  as  well,  he  knew  things  about  them,  had  SEEN  things  theyâd  done  &  he  has  to  keep  his  mouth  shut  about  it  or  it  ends  in  very  bad  ways  for  him.  however,  xavier  doesnât  have  anyone  to  tell,  never  thought  about  ratting  them  out  for  MULTIPLE  different  reasons  â  but  that  didnât  mean  their  antics  didnât  get  on  his  nerves  here  and  there.  and  their  most  recent  antics,  those  set  off  a  fire  within  xavier  that  his  friends  RARELY  saw  â  blood  boiling  beneath  his  skin  as  he  pushes  his  friends  away  from  her  a  little  too  violently.  thereâs  a  snippy  retort  made  by  one  of  his  friends  as  they  start  to  walk  away,  causing  xavier  to  step  towards  them  and  get  in  their  faces  although  they  did  TOWER  over  him.  "i  donât  give  a  fuck  if  this  is  what  you  consider  to  be  âfunâ,  prick.  youâre  being  disrespectful  as  hell  and  she  told  you  she  wasnât  interested.  grow  a  fucking  pair  and  learn  BOUNDARIES  before  you  try  and  come  at  me  again,  got  it  ?â  heâs  never  one  to  let  his  anger  get  the  better  of  him  like  this,  but  there  was  only  so  much  one  person  could  take  before  they  happened  to  SNAP.  "sadly  enough,  yeah.â  xavier  replies  with  a  small  nod  of  his  head,  chuckle  falling  from  his  lips.  "if  he  tried  that  again,  iâd  beat  you  to  that  â  but  iâll  let  him  know.â  the  silver-haired  male  continues,  glancing  over  his  shoulder  to  make  sure  the  group  was  GONE.  "if  i  was  pretending  to  be  anything,  i  would  have  left  with  them.â  xav  quips  back  with  a  raise  of  his  brow.  "call  me  the  'i  deal  with  them  because  theyâre  decent  people  to  me  but  then  they  do  idiotic  shit  like  this  so  i  have  to  clean  up  after  themâ  crew.â  he  chuckles  lightly,  holding  his  hand  out  for  her.  "iâm  xavier  and  i  am  truly  sorry  about  their  dumbasses.â
EVA IS LESS THAN IMPRESSED to say the least if she wanted to be around a group of men who thought they were tough shit, she'd go back to her job for the night and at least make some money from it. the stranger standing in front of her was less than impressive, with his whole script at how he was so much different than his friends, all it did was make her roll her eyes. " bullshit. " she scoffed as her arms wrap over her exposed chest, shaking her head a bit. " you are who you associate yourself with, and since that seems to be the crowd that you hang around, it speaks volumes." her voice is snippy, and once he reaches his hand out for her, she can't help but do a once over. he fit the aesthetic of his friends, but was he really like them? she wasn't sure. was she about to find out, maybe. " eva. " the raven-haired girl mumbles as she reaches her hand out to grab his, giving it a firm handshake before quickly returning to her previous stance. " maybe they should learn to apologize instead of having someone cover their asses all the time. " eva quips before flicking her hair off her shoulder, maybe she was being a bit harsh to this stranger who did just save her, but she didn't care.Â
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SHEâS ASKED HERSELF if what happened had truly been her fault â lack of inhibitions & carelessness forcing her into a scandal that even her familyâs growing reputation couldnât get her out of . & for a while , she though it was . for a while believed that whatever happened to her public image had been because she didnât know better . sheâs heard of him during the last few months : the accident , how heâs working on himself to become better â but no matter who attempted to convince her , she painted it as some media ploy ; an unwavering attempt to clean up an image like many have done before him . maybe it was her inability to forgive & forgive , but it was really the fact she had been so undeniably hurt by the entire public crusade & the events that followed that she couldnât even bring herself to even think of speaking to baekhyun again . unsure of what to say , how to act , if the anger stored within her would finally come to the forefront âŚÂ
IT ONLY TAKES a moment for her to process the knock at the door , make - up brush in hand as she was getting ready to leave for a night her friends had planned . & rather than checking who stood on the other side of the doorframe , she assumed it to be just that : one of her friends . so , without thought , the door swings open .  â  hey , i  â  â  sheâs quick to cut herself off , breath almost stalling in her chest with every passing moment forcing a tremulous exhale .  â  you âŚÂ  â  whatever she had wanted to say seemingly disappeared , thoughts jumbled into an array of anger , surprise , but more than all , memories of hurt coming to the forefront . yet nora doesnât close the door , rather clings to the knob almost hoping he would say something before she continues . gaze shifts to the flowers within his grasp , & the laugh pushing within her chest almost involuntary .  â  youâre kidding , right ? this has to be some kind of joke .  â
THERE WERE A MILLION THOUGHTS running through his head as he waited outside her door, all of which ceased the moment the door opened up. he wasn't expecting her to be standing there, the grip on the bouquet tightening as he suddenly felt a wave of nerves wash over him. jeez â baek remembered her being beautiful, breath taking, but the woman that was standing in front of him was even more than what his memory could recall. she was perfect. it makes him nervous, anxious, he can feel his entire face and chest becoming red at the thought of having to speak to the girl, that he actually had to prove himself now.
before he can even say anything, nora cuts him off, basically laughing at his â albeit a bit pathetic â attempt at trying to apologize to her. " n-no, it's not. " his voice is a bit high due to the nerves, coughing to get it back to his normal tone. "before you slam the door in my face I just wanted to say that i'm sorry for everything. " he didn't want to go into a sob story about what led him to come and apologize because that wasn't the point. the point was that he hurt nora and all he wanted to do was make things right again. " i was an idiot and what happened to us â to you, it wasn't fair in the slightest. i'm so sorry, nora. " what else can he say? it's not like he can go back in time and stop the tape from coming out, everything that's happened, the damage was already done and he tried not to think too hard on the past, instead for a brighter and better future. but the way that the right side of his body aches almost all the times is a clear reminder that he shouldn't be here, that he's lucky, that he needs to fix everything. his relationship with nora being the most important. " there's nothing I can say or do to fix this right now and I know that, but i'm going to try, because I want to fix this because you deserve this apology more than anyone else in my life. i'm so â so sorry, nora. "
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       IN  THE  MOMENT,  all  of  his  worries  seem  so  meaningless,  and  the  same  goes  for  the  repercussions  that  could  come  with  the  line  that  theyâve  chosen  to  cross.  ryan  was  his  friend  for  so  long,  and  all  rom  ever  felt  was  guilt  when  he  wondered  what  this  would  be  like,  as  if  ryan  would  ever  want  this.  (  it  seems  like they  both  did  a  bad  job  at  picking  up  on  what  must  have  been  painfully  obvious  to  the  rest  of  the  world,  but  this  is  progress,  right?  )  when  a  pause  is  taken,  rom  comes  back  to  reality  for  a  split  second  (  so  brief  that  he  doesnât  have  enough  time  to  gather  his  thoughts  )  before  a  sense  of  euphoria  takes  over  again  as  ryanâs  lips  grace  his  skin,  leaving  him with a burning desire for  more.  heâs  panting  slightly,  eyes  closed  as  he  focuses  on  the  emotions  and  needs  that  run  through  him. one hand moves to rest on the back of ryanâs neck, pulling him closer, and the other travels down to the bottom of the boyâs shirt, but he stops before he can get ahead of himself. when he speaks, his voice is low and barely audible, words spoken between heavy breaths. â can i âŚÂ ? â he trails off, knowing that ryan will understand what heâs asking. they shouldnât, rom knows that, but thereâs nothing he wants more.
ITâS LIKE EVERYTHING THAT theyâve wanted to say for so long was being spoken through everything but actually saying it. how could he have been this naive when apparently it had been painfully obvious that the two wanted more than what they were? he didnât want to think about that, he wanted to think about nothing except for being with rom. he canât help but kiss and suck at his neck, hoping some sort of mark forms because this was his chance to make it happen. he stops when he feels the others hand at the bottom of his shirt, his breath hitching at the idea of this going further than it was. but the other doesnât move either, instead asking him such a simple question that it makes his mind go crazy with how many different ways he could respond, a simple âyesâ suffices as it slips out of his mouth, pulling back so he could look at the other and so that he could slip his shirt off. â d-do you want this?â ryan shouldnât be stupid, he shouldnât give the other a chance to back away, but he needs reassurance that this is what was right.

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hiromori was,  in pure essence,  a ray of sunshine.  his optimism,  exuding through his warm smile and all but literally sparkling eyes,  was at times infectious -  perhaps overwhelming for some.  thankfully,  drew was either accustomed to his bubbly nature,  or had the patience of a saint.  thereâs a stutter in his step, almost imperceptible as the other teases him for his compliment.  it isnât that heâs embarrassed for his sentiment. no,  itâs the thought of seeing him when he first wakes -  sleepy smiles and groggy whispers.  what he wouldnât do to have that.
        â  i - hah,  â  he covers his swill of nerves with a laugh as  a fluttering form finally stops and settles into the seat beside him,  wasting no time in taking a bite of his pastry -  the perfect excuse to keep himself from saying anything embarrassing.  chewing slowly,  his brows furrow and nose scrunches as if to scrutinise the otherâs reaction.  finishing with a small sip of the banana milk,  hiromori finally speaks up,  â  i think youâre being dramatic for my own benefit because you know iâd be devastated otherwise.  â
WAS DREW BEING JUST NICE? maybe a little bit, but also they were delicious, and no one could deny that. but the way the other laughs, the way it shows on his face and drew is so enamoured by it makes him stop for a moment before he can respond. â what? i think itâs perfect, and thatâs all iâm ever going to say about it. â not to mention the look on the others face as if heâs trying to be annoyed with his review is just downright adorable.
the two are close, close enough that drew can feel the boyâs warmth radiating off of him despite how cold it was outside. he takes another bite of the pastry and smiles at the other, sending him a wink before finishing it off and brushing off his hands. â thanks for bringing them over, that was a great way to wake up. â and just being in hiromoriâs company was enough, the pastries he brought were just an added bonus. â you should stay, hang out. i can put on a movie or something? â
yuseonguâ:
        â okay, hereâs the plan for if he stands you up, which he wonât â we go out, get drunk, order fried chicken and stuff our faces in our pyjamas. sound good? â the fitness instructor says with a wink. she knows she joked about dating june instead, but itâs not something sheâs ever thought about before. would it be a terrible thing? no. juneâs as smart as she is gorgeous, but that doesnât mean seola wants to date her out of pity. â want me to wait here until he shows up? â
JUNE HAD A FEELING her date wouldnât show up, he was being cryptic and something in her gut told her it wasnât going to happen. but when seola started describing a night that would happen if he did something inside of her wished it would happen, like spending time with the girl would make her more happy instead. which, it probably would. she was gorgeous, caring, intelligent, everything june looked for in a partner. but, they were just friends, right? â would you mind? that way i can just angrily change real quick and we can get into the part of the night iâm actually looking forward to. â
bicvriousâ:
if it wasnât for the other male harrassing him all night, jun was certain he would have been able to keep his emotions under control. after all, he was a military brat, âraisedâ by a four star general who had no patience for any sign of weakness, and disciplined his sons as if they were soldiers. if anyone should have known better than to behave this way, especially in public, especially now that he was in the military himself, it would be junseo won. embarassed, the younger male found it hard to even look the guy who tried to rescue him in the eyes right, and not just because of his height.Â
despite his appearance and his need to play the hero, sebastian appeared to be rather meek and soft. jun had been so rude to him, and yet he didnât even try to defend himself, verbally nor physically. just like his father, jun had no patience for the weak, and yet these sad puppy eyes and the soft tremble in his voice added to his shame, and admittedly, it even sparked some guilt in the usually stoic male. it wasnât fair that sebastian had to bear the brunt of his anger and frustration. seeing him like this, it seemed very unlikely that he had ulterior motives for saving him. jun knew he was the one who should be apologizing to him, not the other way around.
âwait!â jun calls out, just as the other male was about to turn around and leave him be. âthatâs right, you shouldnât have. it wasnât needed at all, but IâŚâ he swallows thickly. apologies werenât his strong suit, and yet he was trying to make an effort. why couldnât he just drop this? It wasnât like they actually knew each other, so what was the point of doing this? âi shouldnât have went off on you like that. I misjudged the situation and, uh⌠well, iâm..â as his gaze locks with sebastianâs, a pink blush creeps up his neck and into his cheeks. jun can even feel the heat flush across his shoulders. what the hell was wrong with him? Â
ââŚiâm sorry.âÂ
SEBASTIAN WASNâT USED TO people being outright rude about his kindness, he tried to stay to himself as much as possible but sometimes he felt the need to help others. this would show him to ever do that again, he would stick to minding his own business now. but, just as heâs about to turn on his heels and walks away, he hears the same stranger who told him to leave to tell him to stop. that didnât make much sense to him, but hr wasnât going to argue about it either, if the boy wanted him to stay he might as well see what he had to say.
he turns around with a stoic look on his face, it wasnât that he was angry, because sebastian never really got angry, but more of a blank stare because he wasnât sure which version of this stranger he was going to get. and if he was going to get yelled at again, he wasnât going to be shocked about it. but, the otherâs words lead him into a different direction, although it doesnât completely erase the look on his face, it does make him soften his features a little bit.
â itâs fine, i shouldnât have gotten involved, it was none of my business. â he didnât want the others pity now that his feelings were hurt. sure, there could have been a nicer way to tell the boy to bug off, apparently the other didnât know any of them. â you donât need to apologize. â although seb felt like he did, he didnât want the other to feel bad, and now that he saw how flustered he was he could tell that the other meant it. â how about i buy you a non-flirtatious-or-trying-to-get-you-to-like-me drink and we call this even? â
bicvriousâ:
a genuine smile forms on the blondeâs features, involuntarily, when beau insists that they should go on a trip together. it caught him by surprise, as he didnât think beau would take several days off from work just to be with him, especially on such short notice. gunnar didnât have a clue on how legitimate businesses were run, but it was common sense that a ceo should be present at the company, yet beau didnât even appear to be the least bit hesitant about what he set out on doing. a fizz of excitement bubbles up in his chest as he meets his gaze, his smile stretching wider when the older male gushes about his house by the beach. gunnar wraps his arms tightly around his slim frame, pulling him into his lap.Â
âmhm, i like your way of thinking,â he whispers in a husky voice, nuzzling his face into the crook of his loverâs neck. not wanting beau to change his mind, gunnar doesnât ask him if heâs certain, nor does he suggest to check in with his secretary first before he starts planning this vacation. it was selfish of him, but his lack of empathy is what led him to start a fake relationship with beau in the first place. it was a good sign that he was causing the other to make such irrational decisions already. gunnar was pleasantly surprised he had so much influence on beau, despite not even dating him for that long. it was the only reason why he was so excited about going on a trip with this dainty nuisance. what other reason could there be, right?
sharp teeth graze along his boyfriendâs tender skin, before sensually sucking it into his mouth. âcanât imagine why you find it so hard to concentrate on work lately, babeâ, he teases, whilst his hand slides under the soft fabric of his sweater, gently caressing his side. well, gunnar was certainly hoping that he was the main reason why beau was so distracted, and not his psychotic ex-girlfriend whoâs behaviour he continued to entertain. would he rather go on a trip with her? was he thinking about her right now, while gunnar was touching him? the mere thought makes the hotheaded male burn with rage, and admittedly, seethe with jealousy.Â
âis that right? are you going to spoil me?â his warm breath tingles over the otherâs flesh as his mouth hovers over it. he doesnât understand why itâs bothering him so much, because it shouldnât, and yet he feels an uncontrollable, animalistic impulse to show beau who he belongs to. his facial expression darkens, but it wasnât like his boyfriend was able to see that, due to the way they were positioned right now. gunnar bites his neck, marking him, bruising his lover possessively with his teeth, while his hand moves to his leg, smoothing over his thigh. âwhat if i want to spoil you first?âÂ
BEAU WAS BLINDED BY SO much in his life, taken advantage of by so many people that it was hard to distinguish who really cared about him. he should have been closed off, not wanting anyone in his life but the exact opposite happened, instead he was begging, pleading, with anyone he met to give him a try â as if he was the one that was messing up and needing to prove himself, when in reality he was always being let down by other people.
itâs why he was so infatuated with gunnar, by the way the boy acted around him like he needed him to be there and itâs all he wanted. was someone to need him for something other than his money. a vacation could be good, a way to clear his head and get away from it all for a little bit. he was lucky that despite being the CEO he didnât need to be there to keep the business running, he was a multi-millionaire and the company could operate without him.Â
he wants to think about all of this, but gunnars already climbing on him, sucking on his neck and touching him that all he can think about is being in that moment. beau bites down on his bottom lip and sighs, his arms circling around the others neck as he tries to pull him down closer, wanting to feel him closer and closer to him. â of course i am.â his voice is meek, hoarse from the feeling needy for the boy already.
gunnar turned on this mode so quickly that beau swore his head was spinning, he lets out a moan at the feeling of the other make marks on his neck, his shutting as he just lets the feeling of the other take control sink in. â please? â his words are soft as he pushes his body up against his boyfriends, needing more from him. how pathetic.
oizysdâ:
     ONE COULD SAY THAT THIS is nothing that zihao isnât used to, but thereâs something about drew that keeps him hooked, niceties and obvious cuteness aside. he doesnât think too much into it  ( whoâs surprised by that, though?  ), and this attraction translates itself well into the conversation, eyes glistening with something without a proper label as of yet. â dude, if youâre an idiot, then thatâs my new type, â zihao says with a shrug and a smug smile. drewâs reaction to zihaoâs soberness is sweet, definitely a rarity. usually, zihao has to put up with a certain extent of peer pressure and attempts to convince him to have a drink, but heâs not surprised by drewâs chivalry, either. he seems like the type, and zihao admires that. â yep, livers are important, apparently. fucking twisted, right? â he knows better than to assume that going to drewâs place means what it means to other guys, and he welcomes the ambiguity.  â so you walk around offering cute prince charming shit like that and youâre still single? â he asks as he takes the soda, taking in the view in front of him. a beat later, heâs already downed about half of it. â if  you really want to spend time with me, thereâs always tomorrow âŚÂ and all of next week. with mornings off limits, of course. â
DREW FINDS HIMSELF chuckling a bit and shakes his head, did this guy think that drew had enough self confidence to do this to anyone besides him? he was good at being collected behind a mic, where no one saw him or could judge him â but face to face, he could be a little awkward. but something about zihao, something about how he seemed like drew wasnât such a freak made him feel a lot better. â yeah sucks, kind of need that thing to live. â he teases back, taking another sip of his soda has he joins the other on the path of sobriety for the night. â thatâs funny if you think i go around offering people anything, couldnât you tell from the beginning of our conversation that iâm the most socially awkward person in this room? â he finds himself teasing with a smirk. somehow, like heâs in a movie or something, he takes out his phone in a quick and swift beat â like the main character who always did things so smoothly and without hiccup, handing it over to the boy. â put in your number and iâll take you up on that offer. â

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oizysdâ:
     HE  GASPS  PLAYFULLY,  feigning  shock  for  a  few  moments  before  he  manages  a  response.  â  how  could  you  say  that  about  twilight?  â  he  looks  up  at  the  ceiling  while  he  pretends  to  get  himself  together.  â  name  one  movie  that  had  the  same  cultural  impact  as  twilight,  mia.  iâll  wait. â  heâs  smiling  throughout  everything,  just  like  he  always  is  with  her.  mia  brings  out  the  best  parts  of  him,  something  that  makes  him  feel  content  and  genuine.  so  much  of  his  time  is  spent  playing  up  a  character  that  he  forgets  how  easy  it  is  to  just  be  himself,  without  worrying  about  anything  besides  making  one  person  happy.  he  chuckles  at  her  teasing,  fighting  back  a  grin  as  she  sits  up.  her  offer  comes  abruptly,  but  seungsoo  manages  to  keep  his  cool,  adjusting  his  position  on  the  couch. â  yeah ââ  you  could âŚÂ you  should.  â  heâs  usually  much  better  at  flirting,  but  mia  is  more  than  just  another one of  his  hookups.  â  that  would  be  a  lot  of  kisses,  though.  iâm  really  good  at  this.  are  you  sure  youâre up for it? â
MIA CANâT HELP THE giggle that leaves her lips as he seems so protective over the movie, shaking her head as he smiles at her. god, that smile, it always made her heart melt a little bit. â mamma mia, done.â who didnât love a good movie with abba songs in it? she was a bit flustered by him when they hung out, he was always so calm and collected, she was a bit envious that she couldnât be the same way. but, she tried. fake it til you make it right? the girl hums as she leans forward a bit, resting her elbow on his shoulder and her head against her hand as she looks at him. â i can handle it, seungsoo. â she finds herself saying as she looks into his eyes. â but maybe we should get some practice in, you know? just in case i canât fulfill my promises or something. â
bicvriousâ:
âthinking about me?â a puzzled look crosses his features, his gaze unwavering as he looks into grahamâs eyes, searching for some kind of hint to what the his friend meant by that. graham looked upset, and if his date wasnât the reason, then did that mean that riley was causing him to feel like that? pangs of guilt hit the his chest, as he realizes that he was making him feel worse by asking him to elaborate on what happened. âgray, iâm s-â before he can finish his apology, graham interjects, making a confession that causes the blondeâs jaw to drop. âw-what?â he stammers uncomfortably, being at a loss for words for the very first time in his life.
riley could tell that graham wasnât joking, nor was this merely an attempt at finding comfort for his disaster date. his brown doe eyes looked frightened, but sincere. the silence that followed after his confession was filling the room up with an awkward tension, and riley knew that he was the only one that could break it. the problem was that this was all so shocking and confusing, that it needed some time to register with him. only a few minutes, he had come to the realization that it was possible that he had feelings for graham, because of his jealousy and his fear of losing him. however, graham must have felt like this for a while, which would explain why he was so disinterested in dating anyone. the knowledge that graham had wanted him all this time makes him feel uneasy, but also⌠strangely happy.
âgrayâŚâ what was he supposed to say? was he supposed to let him down easy? tell him âitâs not you, itâs meâ? rileyâs head was spinning. wait, he wasnât seriously thinking about making a confession himself, was he? putting their friendship on the line like that, a friendship that meant more to him anything in the world. judging by grahamâs features, which looked clouded with sadness, his bestie was already bracing himself for the rejection. riley didnât want to be the cause of his sorrow, but was painfully aware that he already was. he was a terrible friend, selfish, always putting his own needs first, cancelling on him all the time to go on dates, never appreciating him, always taking him for granted⌠âwhy do you even like me, graham oh? youâre so good⌠so good⌠i donât deserve you. i could never deserve youâŚâitâs what riley wants to say, but the words wonât leave his lips. riley didnât deserve him, but he wanted him. he wanted graham all for himself. selfish.
rileyâs hand reaches out and touches grahamâs face, his fingertips gently stroking the otherâs cheek. it feels surreal, as if heâs trapped in a beautiful dream, from which he has no desire to wake up from. leaning in, he closes the small gap between them, capturing his best friendâs lips with his own. their kiss is so soft, so tender, yet rileyâs body feels like gelatine as he melts into him. grahamâs lips taste sweet, even sweeter than he expected them to, and he canât get enough of this sweet boy. he needs more, so much more. âgrayâŚâ his name comes out of his throat as a husky whisper. âme too..â
MAYBE THIS WAS A BAD IDEA judging solely based on how little riley reacted at first. maybe this wasnât the best idea, was it really worth risking their friendship for? sure, riley could be a bit full of himself, and graham had taken the brunt of it â but, there was something good inside the other, one that he could just feel every single time they were together. heâs prepared for the âoh i donât feel the same wayâ response and has been thinking about it the entire time he was on his way back to rileyâs apartment. it would be nice to get something different, but graham had fully convinced himself that it wasnât even possible.
so when riley reaches out and touches his face, he feels himself freeze up, was this how it ended? with riley being kind and gently letting him down? but, what happens next shocks him to the core, the way that the boy leans in and presses his lips against his own â heâs sure this is a dream, even so itâs not one he wanted to wake up from. itâs soft, and itâs sweet and thereâs so much on his mind that he wants to say but all he can think about is melting into riley and being there with him.
when the other speaks he canât process it, instead wrapping his arms around rileyâs torso and pulling him in close for another kiss, this one much more passionate than the last. he has no time to speak, he has no time to think. this was something heâs been wanting and waiting for, for as long as he could possibly remember. it was everything to him. he canât help as he bites and tugs on the boys bottom lip, practically pulling him onto his own lap as he needs to know heâs there, to know heâs right next to him at all times. god, this was everything.