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She’s so cute.

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Back Together

I calculated how long they were seperated and since Kyun got into college at 18, and the course he's taken probably took about 3 years (for diploma) in America and after those three years (21), he took a flight home to Korea, and took his degree studies for 5 years there (26) and he'll probably be about 28 after finishing his studies which means it's about 7 years since their last meet. Oh my. That's quite long. :3c ×+×+× He woke up with a man next to him. After about 7 years since his last night with a man, this is definitely something he was taken aback from. But this is no ordinary man. This man practically confessed to him, confessed his love and the only one Kyun accepted without a milisecond of hesitation. That peaceful-morning radiance he has still has its glow after all these years. His hair grew a lot since they last meet, and yet, Kyun found him to be more attractive. With his long lashes, strong, warm arms, unkempt stubble, long golden mane, underneath Sigfried's attractions was the man that won his heart the same way he won his anal virginity. Kyun shifted in the strong embrace of his new lover and face him. The morning sun only made him look more like an angel. Maybe he is; descended down from God as a blessing for taking care of his father. Kyun chuckled silently, brushing a strand away from Sigfried's nose. If only that was the case. What did he do to earn such a man? It was all started from a dumb bet of his friend's. The next thing he knew was his knees scraping on the floor and his mouth was occupied with a dick. Whatever that was, it certainly brought them closer. Love works in strange, strange ways, and maybe this is how they were supposed to meet. Maybe fate brought them here. Even if he is wrong, nobody can deny how close they are. Ever so slowly, he lift Sigfried's arm and shifted out of him, aiming to work on their breakfast with his mother. But as soon as he lift the wrist, Sigfried held him down and tightened his embrace. Kyun gasped, but that surprised look dissolve into silent admiration. "I thought you were asleep," said Kyun, rising a tad from his lying position. "Not when you're awake," answered Sigfried, voice muffled from his clothes. Kyun chuckled in return, brushing the wild golden strands as he felt soft kisses were planted across his heart. After five minutes or so of silent serenity, Kyun placed a kiss on his head, and whispered, "Will you let me go? I want to make breakfast for you." Sigfried stayed voiceless, Kyun thought he was asleep, until he muffled back a reply, "Just a little longer? Please? It's been a while and I missed you... So much." It wrecked Kyun's heart to hear such words coming from a man whom he thought to be strong in every aspects. He felt bad for the assumption. "Okay," Kyun murmured, and return the embrace. It felt good being back home.

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Unexpected Ringtone

Sigfried could no longer remember why he set a string of Kyun's moans as Kyun's special ringtone his phone. Hell, he couldn't even remember he did it! It was usually him calling Kyun if he can come over (to avoid his wife at first, but now he just wanted to see the man). But he was about to remember it soon.

 "...and this is the futherst Big Boss is willing  to go," I ended my speech and looked at Mr. Cromwell in anticipation. He was frowning strictly but that was his usual face and in his eyes I could see he was interested.  "20's not enough. Make it 30." Here it comes. "I'm very sorry to say that, mister Croomwell, but with such an interest-"

 /Hnnnh~/ 

 We all paused at a long moan that melted into the air. 

 /A-ah.../

 /Mnnn!gh!/ 

 I realised that it was Kyun's voice... coming out of my pocket!

 I quickly dived for it before the others could get more of my lover's hot, lewd moans and to pull my suit so that they couldn't see the erection that swiftly formed in my pants.

 /Si...Sig-fried~/ moaned the phone, /Not- not there!/ it yelped.

 "Excuse me, I've got to pick this up," I excused myself and shot out of the room. Leaning back on the wall I pressed the incoming calls button and brought the device to my ear. "Hi, Kyun, what's up?" I asked cheerily, and fixed my pants so that it wasn't so tight around my cock.  "Hello, Sigfried," he said and even through the speaker I could clearly imagine him sitting on his couch and fidgeting with hem of his long sleeve. "Would you like to stop by today? I was cooking and made way too much so I was thinking..." "Sure! I'd love to." I didn't even realise I was smiling brightly. "When?" "Um... In about an hour? Is that ok?" I didn't even check the time. "Sure, I'll be there. See you then!" 

I was pretty excited for more than one reason. I've already tasted Kyun's cooking before and it was trendemous, and he was the one to call me first! I didn't know something simple as that could make a man so happy.

 I peeked back into the room, unable to get the silly smile off my face. "I'm very sorry but I have an urgent bussiness to attend. 24's acceptable goodbye it was a pleasure to meet you have a nice day mr. Cromwell, mr. Oliver!" 

 I'm pretty sure that joung Oliver Cromwell smirked at me before I closed the door and dashed down the stairs to meet the man that was making my life worth of living.

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The Lion's Heart

It has been months, and almost to year since they rented Sigfried's studio. It'd be a lie if Kyun hadn't have an affair with the boss himself. It wasn't really because of his rank, truth be told; unlike what the media had been telling people of his scandal with Sigfried these last few days (he may be shallow in some terms but he isn't cheap). It may sounded cheesy, but perhaps it was love itself that bloomed in his heart as he grew closer and closer with the studio manager. Another truth that needs to be told is he hadn't the clearest of ideas how he managed to get tangled up in this crazy, wonderful love life. It started from calling the card he was given, and eveything else was pretty much a blur. Kyun remember a pain on his rear being one of the memories, but the rest was unsure. What Kyun do remember was from calling Sigfried 'Boss', he now refer him simply as Sig. A name that could be a symbol of disrespect, became the loveliest nickname he could refer to someone with. As the netizen buzzed with gossips of their scandal, Kyun's reputation also gained a few steps further as well. It seemed as if a lot of people encourage Kyun's choice as a gay idol and relationship with another man. Those encouragement became even clearer when the crowd cheered louder than a stream of thunders as Sigfried kissed him on stage. That moment flared markedly at the back of Kyun's brain, and he didn't doubt that memory will last forever now that there's a viralled video of the said memory. Although he loved that memory to bits, there was a tiny, really small part of him wished it never did happen. Wished that all devices were turn off when they kissed. Kyun wished it so much until he felt the pain on his stomach faded, though merely a tad, before another kick flew and hit him so hard, he'd see stars behind his closed lids. Sigfried's voice was nothing but a dull siren in the background. His facw reflected despair and unimaginable anger towards the assaulter. That was where Kyun brought to consciousness at a snail's pace. "Come on, boss. We're doing you a huge favour. Because of this bitch boy--" he paused briefly to kick as a point emphasizer, "--you're currently dating right here, you've already reached the lowest of the low on ranking." "I told you-- I don't want to run a gang anymore!" Sigfried shouted. A gang? Sigfried never mentioned any gang or anything im that circle before. Has he...? Was he? "C'mon, boss. Ever since you've been dating that chick, you keep saying you want to expand the 'business'. Even after you've a kid. How come /he/ is different? Do you know what the godfathers said about you?" "I don't know and I don't care." It was the first time Kyun heard Sigfried growled in a way sp menacing, it made his spine arched as chill ran up to it. And it did not felt nice as it used to. "Let him go," he added, word by word. "That is my last warning. You know how I am when I'm mad." "When you're all tied up, no. You're all bark, Sigfried, but you're no bite. Not when it comes to bitch boy." Kyun gave a low whimper as his hair was grabbed and pulled, leaving his body hung weakly at the mercy of the assaulter. "I wonder how well he sing with his throat was slit out. Care to bet for that, boys?" he turned to the men behind. The others chuckled and nudged amongst them as if they shared an inside joke. But that was all Kyun heard. He can't see; not when blood blinded his vision. "How about it, Sigfried? Wanna hear him sing with his throat bleeds?" Sigfried glared hard on the cement floor below. It was a fine line between hard concentration or him throwing the towel. "Oops. Looks like I broke him," the assaulter grinned. If it weren't for his limited strength, Kyun would've thrashed around and kicked the asshole into oblivion. "Two of you," he turned to the men, nodding at them, "go check what's wrong with him. I'll go find a knife." Kyun fell with a thud, followed by a groan. His lungs burned in pain, as well as every part of him. At this point, maybe dying seemed like the best option... until Sigfried lurched forward and choked the men earlier into a comatose state. As Sigfried was prepared to take on another man, police came into view and stopped them all, though none of them knew which one would feel more relieved at the sight of authority. Kyun felt himself being lifted carefully into a sitting position. Hands fondled with the bindings on his. "Shhh.. It's okay, Kyun. I'm here." Kyun didn't really notice the warm tears of his own streamed down his cheeks, until Sigfried comforted him. - - - Everything felt nothing more than a blurred haze. One thing he was crying hard, Kyun felt like vomiting, the next he was lying on the hospital bed with his hand in Sigfried's. Rows of bouquet flowers were vased on the table next to him; just how long had he been asleep? Kyun shifted a tad, and he felt the hand that held his grew into a grip and another hand hugged his shoulder frame. "Kyun," Sigfried exclaimed not too loudly. His face reflected with relief, but it didn't hide the worry wrinkles on his forehead and a few patches of band-aids on him. "Are you feeling okay? Here, drink up." Sigfried held a glass of water, though Kyun doubt he will call the doctor. He didn't mind, to be frank. After what they both been through, he wanted nothing more than Sigfried staying by his side. Kyun drank the given glass, and it didn't take long for him to finish every drop of it. He sighed, satisfied his thirst was quenched. "How long have I been asleep?" Despite his thirst had been satiated, he sounded like there's a frog in his throat. Sigfried casted a gentle smile and Kyun slant more into his beloved's hand that cupped his cheek. Kyun missed that warmth of his, or perhaps every bit of him, and by the look of Sigfried's eyes, he was no different. "About a few days. Four, maybe?" he paused to reflect, but shook in dismissal soon after. "It doesn't matter. You're awake now, and that's enough for me." Kyun mirrored the gentle smile of his and pressed his hand against the one cupping his cheek. He gave out a small sound as his mind played a memory, "What happened to the gangsters? Why did they kidnapped you? /How/ did they kidnapped you?" Sigfried's smile melted into a grim frown. That alone made Kyun doubted his own question, "I let my guard down, that's what happened." Kyun didn't press further when Sigfried grew silent. Though, his frown changed as his beloved look up and smiled brightly to him, "But you were so brave. You burst in and beat them--" Kyun's grasp on the blanket grew tigher and he grimaced, "And got caught soon after. I didn't save you. I just bring you more trouble." Sigfried looked a little thrown off, though after knowing each other for a while, he held Kyun's hands in his and grasped them gently; bringing them close to his lips and kissed each knuckles in adoration. Kyun didn't deny it made him flushed pink. "Kyun. You were there. At that moment, where I'm more worthless than a 1 cent shiling on a sewer." Kyun pouted at his metaphor, and Sigfried chuckled, "Even not being an idol or an ex-boss mafia, life can still get you end up in a hospital bed. You showed me love and support in a way nobody else can, and that's good enough for me." === BONUS === "C'mon, boss. Ever since you've been dating that chick, you keep saying you want to expand the 'business'. Even after you've a kid. How come /he/ is different? Do you know what the godfathers said about you?" 'How come /he/ is different?' The light smile that decorates his lips whenever I spot him. The quiet hums and taps of his feet when he is composing a new song. The quiet thrill of strings on his old guitar he cherises so much I would hardly dare to gift him with a new one. The bright light of joy in his eyes when he sings for children. The way lights of reflectors shatter on his black hair he dyes, be it blonde, silver, or the accidental green. His lips forming each word of his songs with love and perfection. The irressistable power that draws me to him when our eyes meet, power so powerful the world disappears… Maybe it was a mistake to kiss him on that stage, but at that moment, there was no stage. No spectators, no cameras, just me and him. I like the way he cups my face when we kiss. I like to fill my lungs with his scent. Be it straight from his chiselled body or when it was still lingering on my sheets even after he had left. I like to wrap my arms around him and tell him how dear he is to me. How he always says he's not all these things. He's right. He's way, way more than what I can ever expres through mere words. I love it when he moans my name in shaky breath. I love to wake up lying next to him with him in my arms. I love to kiss him good mornings and good nights. I love his bedhair. Soft strands forced into impossible positions by his sleeping habits, creating a king's crown on his head, is there anything more truthful or cute? I love his cooking and small pats on my chest. I love his hands. So smaller than mine, full of scratches and small cuts from guitar strings and cooking knifes. Hands that can caress and tease in one breath. Hands that are ofen cold and I can warm them up. I love his eyes. Chestnut dipped in honey framed in black eyelashes and crowned by the funniest eyebrows I've ever seen. I'm never going to forget the moment he wriggled them at me for the first time. He plays with Ell and reads her stories. He tries his best every day in whatever he does. He inspires me. He rushed in here and tried to beat up five men twice of his size. That's both the most idiotic and most amazing thing anybody has ever done for me. He is the only one (except for my parents) who ever cared for me as much as I care for him. I want to be with him, I want to do music he loves with him. I want him to be happy. This all flashed through my mind in a flash. Godfathers hurt the person most dear to me. They can shove everything up their fat gangster asses! "I don't know and I don't care."

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Ramen Challenge

Ramen Challenge! (BOXING AU) _________________ For months now he'd been in an affair with Sigfried. And although he'd nothing wrong with it, it felt as if Kyun hasn't been proving himself worthy of having him. Sure, he can cook and make desserts, but would that be all he has to show? No, no, no. There is certainly more, and by jove, he is going to show it all. By eating one of the spiciest instant noodles he knows, of course. Knowing how Americans love exotic food and challenges, Kyun knew exactly how to combine those two points. Kyun gathered his friends, including Sigfried and Nguyen, to Darkings. Somehow, that place has become somewhat of a meeting place for them. The cosy atmosphere, the low buzz of talking, the slow gossip, even the bartender seemed to welcome their shenanigans. Maybe Sigfried smoothed things out with him for them? Kyun placed bowls of hot, steaming Samyang for the participants, all of them already fired up to have a taste. Even Kyun couldn't wait to take a bite. And so, with a sneer smile, he announced, "Okay! Here's how the challenge goes; whoever drinks this glass of milk first," Kyun pointed the said glass, "is the loser. Whoever were to finish first, is the winner." "Aww, c'mon. Make the challenge a little more interesting," said one of his friends. Nguyen already flared once he heard tbe extra spoce of the challenge. "Like what?" Kyun asked. "How about... The loser has to drink the strongest liquor on this building? I mean, losers have to feel /some/ victories, am I right?" The other participants seemed to agree to this crazy plan, whilst Kyun exchanged a look to Sigfried and Nguyen. Out of all of them, only those two knew his weak tolerance level. Well, it wasn't like he expected himself to lose... "Alright, then. The loser will have to drink the strongest liquor available. But the winner has to pay," he sneered, once more. Once everyone were enthusiastic enough, he let the challenge begin. Everyone one of them took a big bite of it, though Kyun knew better. Slowly, he took one by one, while others began to feel steam coming out of their ears. One of the good things about this challenge was that it tasted like home. Soon, everyone began to pant, fanning their hot faces. Nguyen noticed Kyun's steadiness and frowned. It didn't take long for one of them to reach the milk. Though, what surprised Kyun more than the milk itself was the person who drank it; Sigfried. Flushed wih redness, lips flared crimson and eyes shone with tears. Kyun couldn't contain his laughter. He had to admit, it was a fresh look to see Sigfried fuming with red all over. Kyun finished with only a tissue in hand to wipe his snot that was liquidized. "Done!" he shouted with a victory grin.

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B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L

I hummed and rolled over so my head was resting in Kyun's lap. I knew he was studying and that I was annoying, but that couldn't stop me from doing so.

We were friends with benefits, we have made that clear the very first night we spent together, but even so... sometimes I felt ... like it was something more than that. We weren't seeing each other just occassionaly, in hotels. We were seeing each other almost daily. We didn't go clubs, pubs or motels but to my various hideouts or, like today, his small apartment. It was usually me coming over with a bag of groceries so that he could cook for both of us. I kept 'forgetting' my spare shirts there, and I can't even count how many pens I've 'lost' there. Or say how happy it made me when I saw him writing with the pens I left there. I didn't muse about it, It was just happening and I was as happy as I could be.

He looked down at me and snorted lightly, shaking his head at my childlish behaviour, but still run his fingers through my hair, making me hum in delight. My eyelids lowered and I kept watching his concetnrated face like that. Had he always been this pretty? And if so, how come I am the only one who seemed to notice? Does Kyun even know how handsome he is? He must have noticed my quiet stare because he looked down at me again. "Is... is there something on my face?" he asked nervously. He somehow nearly always suspected there was something wrong about him, even though he was just perfect.

"Yes," I said and reached my hand to touch his forehead and glide my finger across it. "You've got a word 'BEAUTIFUL' written here in capitals." He blushed. Have I mentioned he was cute when he was blushing? He was. Like a baby cow.

"There is nothing like that written on my forehead, Sigfried," he scolded me lightly, but I shook my head.

"Uh-uh. It's there. B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L." I tapped his forehead on each nonexistent letter.

He blushed a little more. "Don't be silly, Sigfried. I'm nothing like that..." he looked away.

I sat up. "Really? Do you really think so, Kyun?" For some reason the fact he was so oblivious to his qualities was making me angry. "C'mon. C'mon up." I grabbed his wrist, pulled him up on his feet, and dragged him in front of hs closet where there was a head-to-toe mirror. I made him stand in front of it, my hands rested on his soulders as I leaned closer to him and asked, "What do you see?"

He was surprised by my sudden change of attitude and even stranger request. He looked at me, and after confirming it was not a joke he looked at his reflection. His face didn't seem impressed with what he saw. He shrugged his shoulders. "Skin and bones. Dyed hair. Not much."

I turned him to face me. "Really ? That is all you can see?" I turned him back to face the mirror and squeezed his shoulders in my hands.

"What /I/ see, is a beautiful, strong young man. I see kindness, I see the most powerful will. I see smile that makes my day." I glided my hands down his arms, grabbed his hands in mine and hugged him around his waist. "I see a man who holds so much more than he seems to." By making him spin softly in my arms I had him face me, making him look up as I kept talking, telling him. "You are a wonderful , unique person and you brought joy to my sick life. I can never thank you enough for brightening up my days. I can never thank you enough for letting me stay here in your cosy apartment even though I'm just a bother you have to put up with. I can never thank you enough for your patience, your touches, your delishious cooking, You made my life worth living again, and I can never thank you enough for that." I presed my lips against his forehead. "Thank you, Kyun, for everything. And don't ever think so low of yourself again."

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The Dare

Imagine. Young Kyun got challenged by his friends to kiss/flirt with the first man they meet on their way from the club. Who happened to be Sigfried. How would he approach him?

Kyun

One person left. And it was him. Even his friends noticed it. "Come on, Kyun," one of his friends sang with a sneer. "You're the last guy who hadn't done any dares. And it's getting late. Why don't you just head over to a guy and just play sweet to him?" As much as he wanted to yell how crazy his friend is, they're right. It's fair play if he play along too.

 "Alright..." he grumble, taking a sip of his strong drink. If he has to do it, he has to do it when he's drunk. "But who am I going to flirt with?" His friend looked around the bar, and found the right man as he walked into the entrance door. 

"Him!" they loudly whisper, subtly pointing to a certain blond. "He looks good enough for you. 20+, probably came to get a good drink to forget his college life or whatever." Another of his friend butt in. "Yeah! Why don't you loose some of his stress for him? You know, get on," he snicker. 

Kyun flushed brightly, whether it's from the drink or their teases? Who knows? "I'm not going for what's inside his pants, guys." 

"Who says you are? You need our permission before you do that. Just flirt with him and get a kiss or a number or something," they huffed. Kyun sighed. He wasn't going to lie; that man looks really hot too.

 "Alright. Alright. I'll do it." His feet felt heavy in every step. His heart grew faster in each inch. God, has it been this hot before? His palm felt sweaty, and he wiped it gingerly on his jacket. Kyun chose the seat next to the man. 'Don't make eye contact yet,' he told himself, ordering a glass once the man ordered his. 

"Hey," he greeted. And he was greeted back with a handsome, charming smile. His hair framed perfectly, even the stubble was on the right amount. "Hi," the man replied. Instantly, he forgot his line. In a panic state, Kyun decided to blurt his pick up line. "Did you sit on sugar?" The man looked at him strangely. Now, Kyun really is sweating. "B-Because you have a sweet ass."

Sigfried

I blinked several times as his words made their way to my brain. 'Because you have a sweet ass.' I bursted in laughter. I came to get a drink, but this was far better. The male looked a little tipsy, but definitely was a cutie. And his pick-up line was pure gold. How could I not be interested? "Oh why, thank you," I smiled at him once I stopped laughing and leaned my chin on my hand leaning closer to him. "Though you must have been born in a sugar factory."

Kyun

Kyun could feel steam coming out of his ears when the man burst into a fit of laughter. He bet his friends were laughing at him too. How old is this guy anyway? 20? 21? He looks hot. Maybe he's the kind of guy that swings both ways and likes to have fun. Kyun glanced at the man's fingers; no wedding ring.. Well, at least he won't get in trouble for kissing him. Maybe a peck is enough. Kyun returned his eyes to the man once he's stopped laughing, and smile sheepishly in return. 'Think of something witty! Quick!' he exclaim silently. "Then, I'd love to be your sugar," he winked.

 Kyun swore he could hear one of his friend snorted, or maybe it was himself who snort? He glanced to the booth where his friends were, and found out they were gone! And on the outside instead! Cheering him on the other side of the glassed window! 'Wha-- Are they crazy?! Leaving me here all alone?!' His friends pointed to their watches. Oh, their dorm curfew.. It was getting late. His friends made a vague kissing gesture and wave their goodbye. What lovely friends he has... Kyun returned back to the man.

Sigfried

My god. Who was this guy? His ways of flirting were so riddiculously funny. Even though he probably wasn't serious about it… yet. "And make my life sweeter?" I chuckled.

 I took a good look at him when he was looking away to the crowd; maybe he came with friends; and had to admit he was really pretty too. Slim, soft features, but by no means girly. The narrow asian eyes were giving him kind of a mischevious look: I look shy will surprise you. I sipped my drink and once he turned back I offered him a handshake. "Sigfried, nice to meet you, Sugar."

Kyun

Once he turned, Kyun saw a hand pointed to his stomach. And he took it without question. He grinned at the cute petname despite the loud beating of his heart that made his ears rung; Gosh, this man has everything he'd ever wanted! "Kyun. Nice to meet you too." He nod his thanks to the bartender once his drink arrive, and straight to the stomach it goes.

 What now? More flirting? Oh God, no. He couldn't think of anything. Except go straight to it. No, no. That would ruin everything. Sigfried might think he's just a cheap target, or worse, he could never face him again! Just think of anything to say. Speak, you fool!

 "So... you come here often?" Kyun glanced sideways, while taking another sip. His vision was beginning to be blurry. No matter. He has his friend on the emergency dial.

Sigfried

His hand was smaller than mine, his grip firm and his smile - heaven. He ordered a drink and I was teying to gess what he is and what might be interested in. 18, 19, a student probably, but who'd fancy talking about school on their free time. He started first, though. Do I come here often…? "Appareantly not often enough since I had yet to meet you," I smiled at him and clacked our glasses gently. His cheeks seemed to burn and I wondered how much had he drunk tonight already. I liked the drunk he was at the moment. Drunk enough to be relaxed but not too drunk for me to feel like taking advantage of him.

 I leaned on the counter and put my legs so that my knee was lightly touching his thigh. "I'd regret not meeting you sooner, Kyun, but I'll rather spend the time by catching up." I copied his jawline with my finger. "Kyun… that sounds Korean?" I tried to guess his nationality. And I hoped I was right knowing how Asians dislike being confused with another nationality.

Kyun

Whoa. This man really is a flirt. He could feel his own cheeks burned just by Sigfried's words. Or was it the drink? Either way, he felt hot. Well, looks like Kyun won't have to worry much about getting that kiss. He just had to play his cards right. But, the question is... how?

 Kyun chuckled as their glasses clanked. To be fair, Sigfried has quite an easy atmosphere around him. Easy enough for him to be open. Or was it the drink again? He took another sip. The slightest of touch made him quiver lightly. Kyun gulped. 'Stay calm', he said silently, yet his heart disobeyed. Making his palms sweaty and mixed with its cool vapour. "Yes," he breathed as the finger traced his jawline, and quickly he cleared his scratchy throat. "Yes," he emphasized. "I am Korean. An exchange student on the nearby university here." But, to be frank, he'd rather not talk about school. It's weekend, he'd rather get laid than get headaches.

 He glanced outside; his friends might be gone, but his senior, Nguyen, was still outside, waiting for him to finish his dare. He made vague gestures, more like urging him to keep going. 'That bastard...' Kyun grumbled. He returned to Sigfried. "What about you, Sigfried?" Kyun muster the smoothest, alluring voice he can. Oh well, this'll just be another weird memory in the morning anyway. He finger played a part, tracing across Sigfried's collarbone down to his chest. "You're a regular in the bar, right? Tell me; what do you usually do around here?"

Sigfriedi

Ah, so an exchange student. Fine by me. "I see," I purred but didn't dig in it, he obviously had enough of school. He glanced outside and so did I; there was a young Vietnamese(?) outside, gesturing. Kyun's friend? Staying back to make sure he'll be all right? Such good friends Kyun has. Well, no need to worry. You can leave him in my care, promise he won't regret. 

My eyebrows raised at his alluring voice. It was like purring of a lion, only softer and much more tempting. Just like his hand on my chest and slightly blurred gaze he was giving me. It was making me want to find out if he truly was made out of sugar. I smirked. "What if I shown you instead?" I asked. I slipped my hand on his nape and tangled my fingers into his blonde hair. It was probably dyed, but still soft very soft and fluffy and nice to touch. It wasn't rough and if he wanted he could pull away as my lips aimed for his. Maybe he was just too stunned to do so. Our lips touched, mine pressing against his, teeth gently sunk in his lower lip and pulled and then returned to warm softness of cherries. 

I thought I'll just peck him. A brief kiss to show him where this can head to. But once I tasted the sinful pleasure of his lips I couldn't hold back anymore, getting passionate. My toughue glided across tip of his lower lip, a plead and a challenge to let me inside if he wants to experience more.

Kyun

The smirk. That smirk. Sigfried's smirk. That one attractive, spine-tingling, silent sneer that melted him down into a puddle. He wanted more of it. The image that will probably last about a month or so. Enough for him to jerk off. That is, if this dare doesn't turns out to go any further than a kiss. And now, Kyun has doubts if he realy wanted to end the night with /just/ a kiss. 

Kyun groaned silently. He really was getting hotter. And drunker. He could feel the heat on his face burned down to his chest. His hand stayed on Sigfried's chest, slowly curl into a fist, yet he doesn't push him away. Just a temptation to pull Sigfried in. He wondered who's the cheap shot between the both of them. Kyun felt his bark like hand, a hand bigger than his and might big enough to claim his heart, tangled in his dyed hair. Kyun glanced at Sigfried; all about him screams beautiful, and he knows it. His hair, naturally golden treaded Kyun's fingers as his left hand playfully pulling a strand. "Will you?" 

At that moment, nothing mattered to him. The dare, other people in the bar, Nguyen, all of them didn't matter. Sigfried was the one in front of him, kissing him, taking him into a bittersweet pleasure. Slowly, his eyes that never left Sigfried's lips, closed, letting his instincts take the lead. It was like a whole new drunk to him. It felt like fireworks in his stomach and a horse race in his heart. He thought that would be it. Just a small peck, a pull on the lip, that was it. A lick on his lip brought a chill traced down his spine. It felt like a challenge, a test, a dare. And he will gladly take it. 

Kyun returned the gesture, licking Sigfried's lip as a sign of accepting his request to enter, for he too wanted more of it. He sunk his own teeth to Sigfried's lip, soft yet demanding. His hands travelled upwards to Sigfried's neck, treading his fingers with some of the sunny hair, and locked his fingers together. Trapping Sigfred into his kiss. His own tongue went further into Sigfried first, tasting what he'd taste this evening and get drunk more because of it. Gingerly feeling his teeth-- oh, it was heavenly. Kyun could melt right then and there, and will never move for the rest of his life. Just having Sigfried against him was enough for him.

Sigfried

He pulled my hair, oh god he pulled my hair. How could he know how much I love my hair being played with? He locked me in our kiss and I'd gladly stay in that sweet prison for years. He was daring, and I accepted his challenge, parted my lips so that he could go futher. Encouraging him, tapping his silky wet tongue with mine, inviting him to play with me. Let's play tonight… I could feel my buddy in my pants getting up for night spent with Kyun. 

Blindly, I put my drink on the bar and put my hand on his waist. With each passionate swipe od tongue I moved a little futher until he ended up in my embrace. My knee that was touching his thigh glided up that long limb as I pulled him closer. Our bodies clashed and I groaned into the kiss. Usually I was a very quiet lover but this… this was too much to keep it low.

Kyun

His lips felt wet, hot, used and satisfied. So, utterly satisfied. As if he need this all his life, yet he hadn't knew it until now. Kyun could feel his whole body heated up, along with his what's inside his pants that grew tighter each time their tongues touched. His whole body shivered, yet he relaxed when Sigfried had his arms around him. It felt so perfect. It felt as if his arms were meant to trap him and him alone. Kyun really hoped they will move this further. Their chests pressed, and his heart was too. It felt so so hot, yet so good. At last, he gave a moan as he was earned a groan.

 Kyun pulled back, and he felt his hands, lips and legs shivered. Was it that good? Definitely. His lips felt wet too, so he licked what was left as if everything that was given now, he must obtain it quickly. His breath was rigid too, and he bet Sigfried was no different. Timidly, Kyun touched his own lips, feeling it quiver. "So...--" 

In a flash, Nguyen grabbed his arm and pulled his friend close. 

"Nguyen?" Kyun exclaim, shocked by the sudden pull. "What are you--"

 "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Nguyen hissed, pointing his finger to Sigfried. "He's 18, for fuck's sake! Step off." His grip grew tighter, and Kyun finally pried him off.

 "Nguyen! What has gotten into you?" Kyun knitted his brow and exclaimed angrily. 

"Me?" said Nguyen, as if he believe he wasn't the one at fault there. "What about you? You don't go kissing like that!" He turned to Sigfried. "Don't you kiss him like that!"

Sigfried

I could feel his heartbeat racing with mine while his body relaxed in my arms. It felt so good, so right. The kiss broke when we both needed air or our hearts would burst. I bit my lower lip, collecting what remained there of his unique taste with hint of liquor. Trying to breathe deeply to calm down the storm inside of my chest I didn't let go of him, no, I wanted to pull him onto my lap and hold him closer, feel his hands on my bare skin. I wanted to hear his voice, watch his flirty lips move in sullabies. His tender fingers touched his sugar lips and… Kyun was ripped out of my arms. What?

 I hissed between my teeth, just who dared to take my man away from me?! Good thing they knew each other. Nguyen, huh? Eighteen, huh? "Right, he's an adult who can make his own decisions," I told the Nguyen guy. Kyun obviously thought the same, fighting back. Not that the vietnamese would step back… but you should have chosen your words more wisely, bud.

 "Not like this?" I smirked and stood up, flipping my hair back so that it wasn't in my way. "How about like this, then?" I grabbed Ngyuen's wrist. I did not hurt him, just made him let go of Kyun whom I grabbed around his waist and made him bend over my arm in that kinda romantically hot tango pose. My other hand supported his neck so that it wasn't uncomfortable and he couldn't dodge. And I circled his lips with my tongue and kissed him deeply, tongues dancing. My hand slipped from his waist to his bottom, so firm and roundy and oh my god, but still provided him enough support. 

Breathless I pulled us straight again. The motion made Kyun lose his balance and I made sure he ended up leaning against my chest. Panting, I licked my upper lip and pierced Nguyen with my eyes. "Don't worry, bud. I will make sure he won't regret staying."

Kyun

"Nguyen! Stop this," Kyun warned, pushing and pulling for his 'friend' to let go of him. Truth be told, Kyun would rather not be an object to stare at, much less to fight for. But the way he was centred at, it ticked a certain click in him, that made him think that he was actually special. Though, the moment died when he saw the patrons of the bar looked at them three. Oh God, he decided being pathetic and limpless, unable to do anything, was far worse than being stared at. 

He looked forth to Sigfried. Walking over with a smirk that still Kyun couldn't get enough of. While having a face gifted by God, Kyun could tell he knows how to punch just as much as he knows how to kiss. Kyun reddened, he was already swaying left and right because of the alcohol, Nguyen and the heated kissing session, and now this. Being pulled into a sudden kiss, in front of the crowd and his senior, in an outrageous pose. What a night! He gasped as he was pulled, bent over on the arm, and the only thing he sees then was Sigfried's eyes. Blue. More blue than the sky, and deeper than the ocean. A depth in him that Kyun wish he could fill it more than just kisses and one night stands. Or maybe that was just him. This is still good. The kiss was good. He likes it, heck, loves it even. In its own way, it brought that certain strange warmth to him and he still likes it. However, despite the crazy, romantic kissing experience, it was all still good to him. Kyun could still accept this with a somewhat clear mind, but the moment his rump was grabbed, his eyes turned wide as a saucer. If he could get any redder than he already was, he would. Oh, the dizzying sensation. Even that felt good. His curled hands never left Sigfried's shirt, grabbing a fistful of his top from then and now. As soon as the drowsiness were gone, he pushed himself further into Sigfried, more like to hide himself from this truly embarrassing moment. 

Nguyen, however, was left speechless. Not only he was disobeyed, but to top off it off with an ultimate comeback? Nguyen bit his lip, quickly trying to think of witty reply but sadly, he found none. He turned to Kyun. "Kyun... You can't be serious?" He plead. Kyun gritted his teeth in frustration. Not now... He felt so embarrassed he could cry, and now this? 

"I-I already did the dare. You can go home now," Kyun said quickly.

 "But--" 

"Please," he emphasized, sneaking a look for only an inch. "Just... I'm sorry. I'll call you later." 

Nguyen knitted his brow in anger and growled; "Fine. If something happens to you involving this guy, don't come running back to me." And he left, without another word.

Sigfried

His slim body sticked to my chest like a glue, I could feel his fingers clenching into fists, grabbing on my shirt. God, the feeling... It was making me want to protect him like a knight protects his princess. Something I've never felt before was making my heart beat crazily. 

We were stared at, other regulars were rather amused and Ngyuen looked completely shocked by being talked back to. He turned around on his heel, giving Kyun in my arms one last warning. I sneered and squeezed Kyun a little. "Don't worry! I'll deliver him safe and sound to your door in the morning, ma'am," I called after him jokingly. But I kinda meant it. I take good care of my lovers. I can't let them wander around with their pants by their knees. The bartender chuckled.

 I looked down at Kyun. "You have great friend, looking out for you even when it's not needed," I smiled at him, trying to ease up the athmostpere left after the argument."So, what about taking it upstairs, Sugar?" I nuzzled my face to his, letting our noses touch lightly, encouraging him to look at me. "Suga~r, look at me when we're talking. Or do you prefer skipping the talk?" I breathed on his ear and caressed his hips.

Bartender tossed me the keys to one of the rooms upstairs. I caught it in the midair and raised my eyebrows in question. Was Kyun ready to take it to another level... upstairs? He looked pretty shy but I was sure he has some nice surprises up in his sleeve.

Kyun

No way.. No way no way. First, he was dared to kiss a guy. Then, he did. And it was steaming hot. Next thing he knew, he was kissed passionately in a pose that could be deemed as romantic to some eyes and his friend left him. And now, he's about to get laid for real! Well, it's not this is his first anyway. Well, no too. Last time was just sumata. Sex without penetration... Guess this one has to be real. Surely Sigfried will be gentle around him. He sure looks like it. The way his arm curled protectively around him, the way it squeezed at the moment as Nguyen left his warning and storming out of the bar. Even his chest felt warm. He wondered what Sigfried will look like without his clothes on? Will his chest be as warm as he is now? Kyun noticed the wild beating of Sigfried's heart that oddly synced with his. Was he nervous too? No way, he doesn't look like the type. But either way, it felt comforting knowing someone felt the same rush as him. 

Kyun peeked through his grip on Sigfried's shirt as the bartender spoke to him. He blinked; to be fair, he was hoping Sigfried wouldn't take him far as to go into an orgy. He'd rather have one at a time. But, no matter how good it will feel, the lost sensation inside him, of disappointing his friend grazed a deep wound inside him. God, why was he so stupid? It all started with just a stupid dare. Kyun dug deeper into Sigfried. Great friend... Yeah, well, now he lose one of those. But, surely this will end peacefully by the morning. He'll have to call Nguyen and say sorry. Maybe treat him with a movie or two. Yeah! This will go much better in the morning. With him having a sore spot inside him and on his head. And wake up next to a very handsome man by his side... Right. He'll just say sorry tomorrow.

 Once again, he was brought to those two pools of passion. Tempting him to continue their night together in a room, doing something more than just kissing and hugging. His voice hitched as hot breath waved across his skin and ear. Yeah.. He won't regret this. Sigfried himself made sure of it. Kyun decided to play the flirty, dangerous role. After all, this will be gone in the morning. This flirty act, the hot breath of his skin, the sweat under his palm and the hazy blur of his vision. He'll wake up feeling satisfied, and made sure Sigfried will think twice about kissing him like so. 

"I prefer taking it slow." He narrowed his eyes, and his hand snaked across Sigfried's shoulder, while another grip lightly of his stubbly chin. "But since we're both too giddy to ride each other, and the fact that I lose my friend because of you, I'll make sure you will have one hell of a night." Kyun sealed his words with a simple pull of his partner's lower lip and a firm grip of his groin. Not too strong, not too soft. Truth be told, he was curious where this could lead to. What Sigfried could really do,and what he'll looks like with limited clothes. The kiss was just a sample, Kyun was sure of it. Since a simple roll of his tongue was enough to make Kyun's eyes rolled back and hungry for more. More, more, his mind chanted.

Sigfried

His arm slipped around my neck, and I could see his eyes are warm, hazed and honey. "I don't doubt that," I grinned moments before my lip was pulled. His hand on my groin lured a faint gasp out of me and I leaned into the touch a little. There were ants and butterflies raging in my stomach. He was so hot, not just like pretty but burning, setting me on fire as well. I wanted to take him, but at the same time I wanted to take my sweet time doing so. Even despite the storm in the inside I counterattacked the pull with a lick on his lower lip. "Let's take a sinful tour around the hell, I'll be your guide," I grinned, grabbed his hand and lead him to the back and upstairs. 

The corridor was rather dark and in the middle of the staircase I leaned against the wall and pulled my korean lover for a heatened kiss; I just couldn't wait until we reach the room. My tongue glided across his lips, and I showered his face with kisses, touching his lips only briefly, teasing him. My hands slipped under his shirt and I groaned, feeling the heat and softness of his skin. "Good grief, no sugar factory, but Heaven. Confess yourself, you're an angel, aren't you?" I chuckled and glided my nose up his neckline. God, his scent! It was making me dizzy, dizzier than any liquor. By that time he had to feel the erection he caused me. I sealed his lips with a surprise kiss, sticked off the wall and dragged him up the stairs again. 

But once I unlocked the door my heartbeat calmed down a fair share. I didn't know how experienced Kyun was, and had to act like it. Afterall I promised his friend to return Kyun safe and sound. Courtesy took lead and I offered Kyun my hand, "Welcome to our private hell, angel," I smirked as he walked past me. I closed the door behind us and lead him to a sofa where I seated him. I leaned down to him so our faces were only inches apart. "Something to drink, love?" He was so lovely, I'd eat him how yummy he looked. 

The room was not big and consisted of a doublebed, bedside table, minibar and a bathroom. The sheets were cleaned as always, which means very clean. In the minibar there were few bottles of fizzy drinks and even something stronger.

Kyun

Playful. If Kyun were to describe Sigfried in one word, it'd be playful. And he doubt this'll be his last tease of the night. And besides, Kyun didn't and wouldn't complain. He loves a playful partner. They drove him wild, yet taming him at the same time. 

Sigfried really knows how to play his cards and drive his lover for the night well. Kyun flushed for the umpteenth time, he was beginning to doubt it was the drink. Sigfried's taste lingered on his lips, Kyu wondered what'll he taste down there... Good thing he knows a few blowjob techniques. The fact that the bartender already know what Sigfried usually up to after finding his 'prey' was, admittedly, good. At least they both won't have to spend money at a hotel. 'Hey, maybe I could ask him for money after this?' his mind suggested. 'What the heck am I thinking?! I'm not a hooker! I'm desperate but not /that/ desperate!' he huffed. 

The dimmed corridor was rather ominous, dangerous-- like a pathway to their passionate den, for them to make love. His heart beat quickly, and grew even quicker when he was pulled into a shallow kiss. Shallow or not, Sigfried certainly made him hot for more. Like a fire in need of coal, or he will be distinguished. He couldn't contain his voice anymore-- hopefully the walls are thick enough to deafened his moans. Finally, he found his voice and said "Save it for the sex, Sigfried," he panted. Good to know he was as giddy as him. God, he was so lost and drunk. Sigfried was too hot for him. The way his perfect nose glide across his skin and deep, alluring voice that crawled on his skin that kept him wondering if he will hear more of it. He wanted to. Kyun decided to talk back, maybe he can get Sigfried to be as hot as him. "Would you taint me if I say yes?" he chuckled. Yep. He was definitely drunk. However, as much as he wants to be the playful partner, his need to be taken was screaming at him to keep going. And by the feel of Sigfried's erection against him, he wants it too. 

The room was... well, much fancier than a one stop motel he was used to in his travels. In fact, better than the room he once shared with his roommates. Kyun looked around, trying to surpass the blurriness in his vision while memorizing each furniture and piece of the place. Thinking where he would like to be fucked at, or where to suck Sigfried. Hmm... He sit at the sofa as he was seated to. For now, play it cool. He was about to have sex, for goodness sake. And with a sexy guy at that! He smiled at the offer. It was time for him to take turn and show Sigfried what /he/ can do. "Yes." He pulled Sigfried down to his side and shifted to sit on his lap. "You, please."

 Without further thinking, Kyun latched his lips onto Sigfried's clear smooth neck. Nipping skin gently, licking and nipping it again as his hands worked on his lover's clothes. Slipping his cold, chilly fingers underneath the shirt and onto the warm shoulders. Kyun's hands gripped softly, massaging the shoulders and slowly moved to his neck. It was strange to take charge. No. Not strange, amazing. The power to give someone pleasure and satisfaction. It felt like giving a blowjob, only without the removal of their pants yet. Kyun gave Sigfried's lips a lick, but just a lick. His copper eyes never left the sea-coloured irises. It was like nature meeting the ocean. Deep, vast, different yet so in synced. He'd love to lost into those for days. Imagining himself waking up to the same azure eyes that looked at him like a predator at one night and found warmth in them in the morning. His groin pressed onto Sigfried's, and he made himself moaned. "Am I still an angel to you?" he giggled, playing innocent as his hands began to roamed the chiselled chest. Heh... Some of the guys he knew would kill to have a chest like this. Not too burly yet not too skinny, enough for him to lay his head on.

Sigfried

Kyun sure had some wits, and it was only making him more interesting. His daring words in his soft, velvet voice was causing me goosebumps and sent shivers up my spine. "I'd taint you even if you were Lord Lucifer himself," I chuckled along with him. God, it felt so hot having him so close! I was pulled over on the sofe and topped. I couldn't hold back a light laughter, so Kyun liked to take the wheel? Fine by me!

 "Careful to not get dru-unkhh," my voice faded away as his moisten lips pressed against thin skin on my neck. God, just who is this guy? First my hair, now my neck and shoulders. How can he know how where to touch to make me lose it? Was I drunk and dreaming? But the pressure of his rump my groin was too real for this to be a dream. And even if it was a dream I wouldn't mind not waking up. 

His cold hands roamed on my body and so did mine. His back, his bottom, his thighs, his neck and shoulders and arms, I wanted to remember it all by heart. Slowly and passionately I traced every his curve and edge. I couldn't get my eyes off of him, he was so wonderful up close… Tender features, and these sparkling eyes held galaxies in them. My chest raised in sharp breath when he pressed his groin against mine and I chuckled along with him. "Yep, a fallen one," I pulled his earlobe lightly with my fingers, letting him play with hair on my chest as much as he wanted. "One that was kicked out of heaven for being too hot," I traced his jaw with my finger while my other hand was resting on his butt, "and cute," I tapped the tip of his nose. "They just couldn't stand your fabulousness," I chuckled and kissed his lips lightly. 

Once again it turned out into much longer kiss that only broke after we were both breathless. While our tongues were leading the even battle for the lead I slipped my hands under his shirt and rolled it up, uncovering his neat torso. Really nice, considering he was a student and probably didn't exercise much. Faint puffs of soft hair decorating his chest were giving out his natural hair colour. When our lips parted, I stripped him of his top and it ended on the floor. "They were envious of your beauty…" I groaned as I nibbled on his collarbones. "Your hot blood was making them hard…" I glided my nose up his neck and pulled his earlobe, "Just like me…" I lead his hand on the bulge in my underwear and the button keeping my pants closed. "But unlike them…" I was panting lightly and pecking the soft skin behind his ear and neck, "I'm just a mere human…" my fingers hooked on hem of his jeans and glided back and forth along it, "and I don't even want to fight it." I looked into his eyes with sparkles of joy and dare.

Kyun

Sigfried's hands are synonymous with warmth. In fact, his whole body is. It contrasted so differently with his cold ones. However, it doesn't stop him from feeling aroused. Hell, that didn't even helped him at all. And, oh God, the way they roamed around his body, as if to eat him whole but savouring what was yet to be unfold of him. It burned him; /he/ burned him. He need to get out of his clothes, feel each other in a vulnerable, naked state as cool air waved across their moistened skin, and he wanted Sigfried to join him.

 He grinned and gave a light laugh as his earlobe was pulled in a playful manner. Sigfried truly have a way with words, and a way to play him right. Kyun surpressed a laughter again as a finger traced his one of his ticklish, sensitive area. He listened to Sigfried's flirtish whims. He amused him to no end, and he was sure he does the same too. Well, at least he tries to be. Kyun shifted his bottom as the warm hand radiated its heat throughout his lower half. God, it felt too good. He wondered what it'll feel without his jeans on. What if his bottom was red by the morning? What if he'll wake up with Sigfried's hand gripped tightly onto the cheeks of his ass? He almost came to the thought of that, and Sigfried's voice didn't help too. Once again, their lips met and moved in odd yet perfect synchronizations as Kyun's hands held his head to give something more than just a light kiss. That is tonight's passion. Spit once more moistened his lips while he tried to wettened Sigfried's. Tongue slid against tongue, teeth were licked and clicked, hair was pulled, treaded and tangled, everything was perfect at that moment. 

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his chest. He shuddered and pass through a moan in between their messy kisses. Warm fingers grazed across his skin, what could be better than this? Apparently, it can. The way Sigfried moved, glide his nose against his skin, nibbling his collarbone, speak so dangerously close to his ear until he could feel every hot breath against it-- "Mmhhhh..." He wanted more. The next thing he knew, he found himself unbuttoning Sigfried's pants while he tries to remove his. Now, /he/ will have the upper hand. Kyun smiled, the one that he knows that couldn't be decipher, or at least he think it couldn't. "Well, human," he purred. Slowly shifting down, bottom grazed against the clothed pants below him, hands never stopped exploring, "I hope this night has been 'heavenly' for you," from Sigfried's perfect marbelled chest to his carved stomach, tracing it with his finger before stopping in front on the bulging undergarment. "But don't think I will stop now." He pulled down the garment, slowly revealing the hard erection. "I'm only just getting started," he smirked, holding the shaft in one hand and slowly began to stroke it. 

He wasn't shy when it comes to blowjobs, Kyun admit. He would moan just by licking it, shiver by just putting it into his mouth, whimper when he felt his lips streched around the girth, just like now with Sigfried. Truth be told, he enjoyed pleasuring his partner. Hearing them moan, groan, or even growl and grabbed his hair. The fact that he made them feel /that/ good made him feel good too. 

Kyun pulled back to take a breath. Gulping in a few airs before plunging in again, controlling his throat movement, before swallowing the rod again. Burying his face against Sigfried's crotch. That, too, was pleasure enough for him. He wasn't a masochist, just a regular vanilla while making his partner happy.

 Kyun once again pulled his head to take a full breath, before sucking it again. "So good," he muffled. Boy, if he knew how he was last night, kneeling in front of a hot guy, sucking him dry while his was straining hard against his own garment. But it didn't matter. It felt good for the both of them, it's a win-win if you'd ask him.

He repeated the process again and again, and pulled back once Sigfried was fully hard, and soaked wet with his saliva. Kyun breathed heavily at the sight of a wet dick made by him. As if he was decorating a cake and the result was wonderful.

Bonus 1: Teasing Nguyen 

I was lying on my side, one arm wrapped around the sleeping Korean as I watched his peaceful face. This night was truly amazing. I could proudly say that I stood up to my word and he won’t regret staying when his friend tried to drag him away. Ah, the Nguyen guy. We should let him know Kyun’s ok. A mischevious grin spreaded on my face and I, careful to not wake Kyun up, ruffled around until I found his phone. After setting off the noises I nuzzled my face close to Kyun’s sleeping one... and took a photo of us. It came out really well. So well I sent it to myself and saved my number in his phone so that he could choose whether he’d like to meet  up again or not. And then I sent it to Nguyen.

Hey! Kyun is safe and sound with me in a softy bed. Does he have plans for today or do I let him sleep to his heart contens + what does he like for breakfast? 

Bonus 2: Sig’s reaction when asked for money in the morning

*blinks* *pulls out his vallet* *takes out his ID* *put's the whole vallet in Kyun's boxers* "The code to credit card is 3-2-8-33-0-6-33."

@sambalism