Hyukjae groaned when the pounding in his head increased as he started gaining consciousness. He felt like someone was hammering his head over and over again and the moment he rubbed his head to sooth away the pain he knew it was a bad idea. When he felt like he was used to headache he slowly opened his eyes… and hissed loudly because that too was a bad idea since the brightness of the room just sting his eyes. Groaning even louder and with his eye clutched shut Hyukjae shifted his position… that made him realize that his whole body was sore and for some weird reason especially his lower back.

Now with his back to the window, he again tried opening his eyes… it still sting but was bearable. Once his eyes adjusted to the light he slowly looked around and was shocked to find himself in an unrecognizable room… baffled at the new information he quickly sat up on the bed and realized a little too late that he should have been a little careful since an unbearable pain shoot from his lower back. Whimpering pathetically Hyukjae got a hold on him and tried to remember why he was here in the first place…

There were a lot of black holes in his memory and that could only mean one thing- along with having a massive headache- Hyukjae got drunk… and apparently he had more than two drinks, which never turns out good for him. His hazy mind did remembered being with Donghae last night… Amber had kicked them out, right?... he does have a slight hunch that Donghae was the one who made him drink some weird drinks by playing some game but the rest was all blurry. But Hyukjae just shrugged it off since no matter how long… but his memories always come back to him, thus he wasn’t that worried.

Now that this matter was aside, Hyukjae had a far better question to ask… WHERE THE HELL WAS HIS CLOTHES?? His torso was only visible since Hyukjae was still covered in the warm blanket but he could feel the blanket against his very bare legs… maybe he had puked all over himself and someone had been kind enough to clean him…? But the trail of his clothes at the foot of the bed said otherwise…

Dazed and confused Hyukjae turned to look around again and that’s when his eyes fell on a glass of water with a couple of aspirins and a monkey card beside it…

Take them to ease the pain ^^
Your breakfast is on the table as well… please eat something Hyukkie :)

Hyukkie?? Who could call him ‘Hyukkie’? Did he meet some old acquaintance last night as well? Did that person put him here? Could it be their house? And where the hell that brunet has gone to? Did he abandon him?

So many questions exploded in his mind but that only increased his headache so Hyukjae was quick in gulping down the pain relievers along with the water… with a lot of effort he made his way to the table with his breakfast on, it was still warm… it smelled delicious but Hyukjae himself smell disgusting thus he gathered his scattered clothes and hopped in the shower.

The warm water was soothing against his screaming in pain muscles… the pain was still a mystery to him… did he fought someone after getting drunk? Why would his body hurt?

It was after 10 minutes or so when a low glowed voice in the back of his mind jolted him up…

I would give you the best honeymoon, baby…

Hyukjae frowned as these words kept circulating his mind… the conjured up image was still blurry… Hyukjae steady himself with his hand against the shower stall wall and the other hand clutching his spinning head… the y voice again said those words but Hyukjae’s mind failed to create the image but thinking hard and long the haze from the strangers face lifted and Hyukjae was able to make out the features of the person that had hovered above him last night while uttering those provocative words… then the moan and groans that had followed, filled Hyukjae’s spinning mind and soon he was gasping with his hand on his wildly beating heart.

Donghae…

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Donghae stood still while looking through the window of kitchen with his unmoving gaze upon the vast lush green ground stretching ahead… but his mind on anything other than admiring that view. Things has not gone as planned… sure he wanted the elder, in the most evil way out there… but last night plan was to keep him away from the house so Amber can sneak back to Seoul.  

Sure Donghae was planning on getting elder drunk enough to again have the pleasure of devouring those delicious lips but the game had taken quite a drastic turn… Hyukjae had admitted he wanted to be banged by Donghae… so who was Donghae to deny the elder’s wish, right? If anything… Hyukjae should take responsibility of last night… Okay, who was he kidding? He was totally aiming for that!! And even then the things hadn’t gone as planned… it should have been a onetime thing, it should not have affected Donghae in the least… Donghae should not have stolen the kiss from those delicious looking lips in the morning- he was not drunk then- he should not have pest Yunho to get him aspirins and breakfast… he should not have even thought to stay cuddled up in the bed until Hyukjae awakes just so he could do him a couple of more times… HE SHOULD NOT EVEN BE THINKING ABOUT HIM!

Donghae crumpled the paper in his hand… the letter Amber has left behind in her awake…

The front door opened with a soft click and Donghae spin around to see a tired looking Hyukjae entering the house… their eyes met for a nanosecond… Hyukjae was the one to look away and the deep blush on his face was enough to tell Donghae that the older guy remembered last night quite well… Good!... Donghae would have been really frustrated if he had pretended otherwise. Donghae noticed how Hyukjae quickened his steps to head upstairs straight toward his room…

“Amber has gone back to the Seoul,” Donghae quickly called after the hurrying person and saw how he came to a halt with his one foot in air as he climbed the stairs. He didn’t turn around but Donghae knew he was listening. “Krystal had a heart attack and she is in hospital… Amber left a letter explaining that… I think we should leave as well then.”

Donghae seriously prayed that elder would not demand to see the letter since Amber ad written that ‘Krystal has broken her foot and was in hospital’… like seriously?! No body with a broken foot was going anywhere thus it seemed nonsensical to abandon your honeymoon for that… so Donghae had modified the letter as he please. Having a heart attack did seemed more pitiable…

“O-okay, let me just pack my stuff and take a bath… then we would be off.” It irked Donghae how Hyukjae didn’t even bother looking at him… he kept staring at the retreating back of older with a scowl etched on his face.

Then the word ‘bath’ drilled in his mind and Donghae was tempted to follow the elder… he was desperate to see that hot, lean and perfect sculptured body again. Donghae had always find Hyukjae cute looking but who knew that the boring business man had potent appeal to him… God! The moment that so-called boring guy had started dancing- or more like started giving a show like some professional stripper, except literally stripping, thankfully- Donghae had found his blood rushing to south, he had been hoping to see Hyukjae dancing worst than a robot and making fun of him but apparently the joke was on him. Then, the image of those lean and well-defined abs glistering in sweat when Donghae had… Oh Lord!

“Sir?” Donghae’s wild fantasies came to an end when he heard a voice behind him, turning around he came face to face with a concerned looking house caretaker.

“Y-yes?”

“I tried calling you a couple of time before as well but… anyways, I was asking should I make you breakfast?”

“Umm… no, I am not hungry. Actually, Mr. Lee we would be leaving soon… something important has come up, my sister has already left.” Donghae explained with utmost calm. “Can you perhaps call upon a taxi to take us to the port?”

“Of course sir, but I am sad to see you leave so soon.” The sincerity behind those old eyes was warming.

“Yeah me too. Thank you for everything.” Donghae said. They both bowed to each other before Donghae skipped to his room to pack his stuff… by the time he came back with his bag on his shoulder Hyukjae was already standing outside the house, thanking Mr. Lee for his kind service… Donghae saw him giving a generous tip to the elder. Donghae too bid good bye to elder male before moving to put his luggage inside the awaiting taxi trunk. Hyukjae’s suitcase was sitting on the sidewalk… Donghae had just reached for it when a hand already gripped the handle and Donghae found his own hand incasing the pale hand of Hyukjae, who yelped and snatched his hand away… he freaking yelped like a girl… Donghae couldn’t help but give him a judging look but Hyukjae was looking anywhere but at Donghae as he scurried his way to the taxi…

This was gonna be a long journey…

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Hyukjae tried to stand as far as he could from Donghae, but apparently the younger had different plans and they all centered around teasing Hyukjae as much as he could. Hyukjae had thought that he was gonna act ignorant about last night’s scenario… but he was 100% sure his flushing face has been a dead giveaway and it didn’t helped that Donghae- without even uttering a single syllable- was hovering as near Hyukjae as he could… Hyukjae had thought he would be avoiding him as well but seems like he was wrong.

Things were pretty tensed up between them… that much Hyukjae had expected… from the moment their hands had been on each other on his luggage suit case this kind of small hand brushing, shoulder brushing and even a slight thigh touching had followed and every time that happened Hyukjae couldn’t help but yelp or jolt… and he was pretty much aware of the fact that Donghae was not founding it amusing.

In the small ferry, the one taking them back to the Seoul port, Hyukjae had first stood in one corner where Donghae has stuttered to as well… then he had moved to the other corner of the grill and Donghae had followed him there as well… and now he stood right in the middle with his hands holding on to the grill and slightly cold wind hitting his burning cheeks since there were another pair of hands clutching the grill and they were only a couple of inches away from his. Hyukjae would every now and then slide his hands half an inch toward himself as he would do with his feet as well but he could swear Donghae was gravitating toward him in as discreet manner as he could because not matter how much Hyukjae had scurried away from the younger the distance between their hands remain the same.

Still not a word from that brunet though…

The happy chatter behind the tense couple was distracting enough… what with the few children on board laughing and running around playing tag… Hyukjae was almost able to forget the embarrassing fact that he had slept with his brother-in-law… Oh my God! I slept with my brother-in-law!! See almost…

Hyukjae came for his honeymoon… but was still confused if he could call his honeymoon being a disaster or not because true to