Title: It's So Sick

Rating: PG

Genre: hurt/angst

Jonghyun rolls lazily on his bed, trying to snuggle with the person beside him but to find that the space beside him is empty. He opens his eyes wearily and turns around to put his chin on the soft pillow, ruffling through his own hair. This is the routine he does when he wakes up.

He blinks slowly till he sees his man putting on his formal blazer in front of a mirror, trying to adjust his collar. Jonghyun’s eyes brightens and stares at how suave his man is.

“Awake?” Minho asks as he stares into the mirror to see Jonghyun ogling at him. He ignores briefly as he continues to tidy up his work wear.

“Hmmm,” Jonghyun gives a lazy reply. He pulls the blanket up because of the cold, partly because he is topless. “You look so hot.”

“I’m rushing home now,” Minho replies coldly as he leaves the room, leaving a Jonghyun behind. Jonghyun laughs at himself for what a mess he has gotten into. He knows the ‘home’ Minho refers to is with his lovely wife, Junghee and his 7 year-old son, Yoogeun. He must be rushing home to bring his son to school.

I am just a plaything that Minho comes for.

He keeps rolling on his bed, not wanting to wake up. He feels so comfortable in his own little bed, not wanting to get out and see the world. By the time he decides to wake up, it’s already night. This is when he starts to feel hungry. He quickly puts on a shirt and brushes his teeth and whips up a simple pasta meal till he hears his doorbell ringing.

Must be Minho. Indeed.

Minho comes in and starts to kiss him forcefully, giving him no time to react. They start to break into a heated kiss and the whole vicious cycle repeats.

Jonghyun feels sick but he enjoys it, just because he is genuinely in love with Minho.

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Minho and Jonghyun are cuddling on the bed, bare skin on bare skin. Minho is constantly rubbing his thumb on Jonghyun’s bare shoulder while Jonghyun’s head was pressing against Minho’s firm and muscular chest. The TV in front of them is on but none of them are really watching it intently.

“How long have we met?” Jonghyun first breaks the silence. He just saw a romance flick airing on TV and he imagines both of them can be together for the longest time. Although he knows that can only appear in his dreams.

Minho grunts. He doesn’t want to answer a meaningless question like that and partly because he doesn’t want to remember how long they have been together.

“It’s been 10 years, Minho.” Jonghyun tries to laugh casually as he recalls about the past. “We used to be madly in love until we broke up and you married someone else.”