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Long chapter, not edited well...

 

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One week ago…

 

 

A nice cooling breeze wavered into the room as I stood at the window and watched the incredible scene in front of me.

 

A clear sky, covered by thousands of little stars and the round moon, which were reflected on the surface of the black sea.

How I wished I could walk over the shimmering sand now, leave the clothes at the palm tree and then just dive into the water, forgetting everything and letting myself go with the flow.

 

I closed my eyes and burnt this picture into my mind, because I was sure it was worth to be kept in mind, even if I grew old.

 

While taking a deep breath I could suddenly feel a pair of strong arms wrapping around my waist, and then a chin placed on my shoulders.

I didn't flinched, but leaned against the familiar strong chest.

 

It was quiet for a while, just the soft sound of the waves hitting the waterside. We didn't need words to admire the scenery in front us together,

 

He placed a kiss on my cheek before he spoke up.

 

“Luckily we've got an own bungalow. The quietness here, without Jackson’s hyena laugh, is nice, right?”

 

“In this moment, yeah…” I chuckled as I turned around to be face to face with the owner of the deep and husky voice.

 

 

He was smiling at me brightly, and I couldn't help but to respond it.

 

 

“It's hot here, right baby? I made sure that the air conditioners are all . Do you feel better now? Because some hours ago you looked like you would suffocate in the sun.”

 

 

And so it had been, when I had first stepped out of the plane. It was really hot in Vietnam, although it was just February. And not just that, but the humidity was also very high, compared to Korea.

 

Arriving from Seoul in Ho Chi Min City, we had had to hurry to the next plane, to Nha Trang.

 

The excitement because of the first flight abroad, the tiredness from five hours sitting in a plane and the heat from Vietnam hadn’t been a good combination. I had really tried to sleep, but couldn't rest for one second,

 

 

“Yeah, I really felt like that. But after a nap I feel better now. Guess I've missed dinner… Are the others mad?”

 

 

He shook his head and some red hair strands fell into his face.

 

 

“Of course not. They all understand, mostly Youngjae. He suffered even more, when he first visited Vietnam. By the way, they're all out eating right now. I've sent them to a hotel for dinner and have prepared something to eat for you. We can go downstairs if you feel like…”

 

 

I took one of his hands at my waist to intertwine our fingers, and with a sight I leaned my head on his shoulder.

 

 

“Do you like it here Jinyoungie? I've been watching you staring out of for quite a long time.”

 

 

“I love it here Mark… It's… The view is amazing, the house and the beach are beautiful. Everything is…”

 

 

I looked up to see his face.

 

 

“Everything…”

 

 

I would never stop admiring his beauty and handsomeness. Never ever, because he took away my breath every time he was looking at me with this smile and these shiny eyes.

 

But there was something else today… This awesome scenery, and this wonderful boy… They matched together so well. It was like Mark belonged to this place, like this beach was his kingdom, and this little house was his palace.

 

 

“You're wrong… Nobody beats the beauty of this boy who is standing in front of me right now…”

 

 

He cupped my cheeks and leaned down to connect our lips.

 

 

It was a sweet kiss, just lips on lips. But this little thing was enough to send electricity through my whole body.

 

 

“Yien… You don't know how grateful I am… You're taking me to such places I would never see without you. And I don't know how I can ever repa…~”

 

 

I was interrupted by another kiss, this time passionate and rough. He didn't ask for my permission, but just shoved his tongue into my hot cavern.

After getting over my surprise, I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck.

 

With a quick movement Mark pushed me against the window glass.

 

 

“Don't… Say such things…”, he panted when we parted to catch our breaths. “You do not seem to know how much you're giving me Jinyoung…”

 

 

With wet lips he kissed down my neck, hissing words against my skin.

 

 

“You don't know, my love… How much of feelings you're giving me… Every second I'm with you, I feel happy and more alive than ever before.”

 

 

He bit into my skin and my breath hitched.

 

 

“Mark… You…”

 

 

I grabbed into his hair when he started to at the spot. A tingling feeling grew up in my abdomen area.

 

As if he could feel it, he stopped and straighten up.

 

“Come… Let's eat something…” he mumbled, and even in the darkness I could see how he blushed.

 

 

 

 

 

My first night in Nha Trang ended smoothly, with a delicious Vietnamese dinner and some chattering with an excited squad, of YoungDra and JackBam.

 

 

…

 

 

To wake up with Mark, his arms around me and his face buried into my chest, was always a blessing. I couldn't imagine waking up without him anymore.

 

But waking up today, with Mark and the sight of the rising sun, was more than I've ever wished for.

It was just like magic, how the golden red ball climbed up from the sea ground slowly, enlightened the world around us in a passionate red and bright yellow.

 

Apparently I had woken up Mark while sitting up to get a better view of the spectacle, because in the next moment a hoarse voice from below startled me almost to death.

 

 

“Rise and shine, baby…”

 

“Good morning, Markie. Did I wake you up? I'm sorry.”

 

 

He put his head on my lap and looked up at me with sleepy puppy eyes.

 

 

“It's too early to wake up Nyong…”

 

“But I don't want to miss one second of this beauty here…”

 

“And so I do… Don't want to miss one second with my beauty here…” he mumbled before he snuggled closer and closed his eyes.

 

 

With a smile I caressed his hair, ran my finger through the now red strands, which were soft like children's hair,

 

When Mark’s steady breath showed me he was fast asleep again, I bent down and kissed his forehead lightly.

 

 

“I'm glad… Really glad we are here and you can rest. Sleep tight baby boy…”

 

 

The last days had been more stressful than ever.

I had just been able to watch how Mark had woken up earlier than usual, skipping breakfast to go to company. I was sure he had been really busy with the new project with Jonathan Walker, but also with other things.

Then, he had come home around nine o’clock, and I had been able to make dinner at least. Mark had seemed to starve every time he had come home, maybe he had even skipped lunch just to finish more work.

And although knowing he had been tired, he had still wanted to spend time with me, watching a movie, going out or something else.

At night then he hadn’t even been able to sleep. During the night I had often woken up because I could feel how he had wriggled in bed the whole time. Eventually he would embrace me again, showering my face with kisses, then letting go of me again to wriggle around again.

I was sure his restlessness had something to do with the call he had received some days ago. This deal seemed to bother him really much.

And I was bothered by the fact that he didn’t trust me enough to talk with me about his problems. Instead, he tried to smile everything down.

 

 

“Yien… I want to help you so damn much, want to comfort you. Why don’t you let me…?” I sighed.

 

 

Losing myself so deep in thoughts, I didn’t even realize the sun was standing high on the sky now. The clock next to the bed showed me it was already 8 am.

I put Mark’s head carefully on the pillow beside me and wanted to stand up, but I was grabbed and pulled back on the bed.

 

 

“Where are you going my sunshine?”

 

“I’m going to wash up and make breakfast. You can sleep, I’ll wake you up then.”

 

“Wait…”

 

 While he sat up slowly the thin white blanket fell of his body and I was now staring at his well-built torso.

 

 

“I’m going to take a shower, I feel sticky and sweaty.”

 

 

I had to hurry with brushing my teeth and washing my face because when Mark stepped into the shower he lost all his sleepiness and tried to pull me into the cold water as well.

But at the same time I had to laugh so damn hard, my boyfriend looked like a wet poodle, with his hair falling into his face.

 

“I know my hair is long now…” he pouted. “And if you laugh more at me baby I’m going to flood the whole bathroom just to make you look like I do…”

 

Still laughing, I ran back into the bedroom to get a T-shirt and opened the door…

 

 Just to get the shock of my life. Almost having a heart attack I screamed out my soul.

 

 

The stranger stood up and raised his hands.

I backed away, to the bedroom.

 

“Don’t worry. I can explain…” he said in English with a calm voice, and I closed my mouth.

 

With a light movement he stood up and rearranged his black suit.

 

 

I took a more precise look at the stranger’s face.

Tall guy with black hair. A pair of familiar eyes, a little bit bigger than I knew them, pouty lips and the same face shape.

And now that I thought about it… Voice also deep, but not as deep as…

 

This boy… This boy looked like a person I knew really well… This boy looked like the guy with whom I had just sleep in one bed… This boy…

 

“Hi, my name is Joey Tuan, I’m Mark’s brother.”

 

…

 

After a session of loud shouting and shattering of glass Mark had come back into the room, hair totally messed up and red angry marks on his cheek.

He had been trembling, his hand clenched into a fist, and he looked like he could destroy the whole room.

 

I didn’t know what to do, because I didn’t know what they had been talking – or more arguing – about. But I knew they were fighting, or at least Mark was mad and was screaming at his brother in a mixture of fast spoken Mandarin and English curses.

 

“Yien…?”

 

His head hung down, like he couldn’t look into my eyes. It was quiet for a while, and I was wondering if he had heard me or not.

 

 

“Jinyoung… I… I have to go… Joey was sent by my family. My grandfather is in such a bad condition that he decided he wants to turn off …he wants to die. But… not before he has seen me.”

 

 

His voice was also trembling, and he was mumbling through gritted teeth so that I almost couldn't understand him.

 

I was somehow shocked, because… I hadn’t expected something so important. Mark’s grandfather decided to die, but before, he wanted to see Mark. That meant Mark was very important to him.

 

But the way Mark was telling me this, it sounded like he was afraid, as if I would scold him in the next moment.

 

“Oh my god… Yien… I’m sorry…”

 

 

I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. With one of my hands I was patting his head on my shoulder, while my other hand was rubbing soothing circles on his . He clung to me like he was going to drown.

 

 

“Jinyoung… What about you then…?”

 

“What about me…? I'm not important right now, but your grandfather. He wants to see you, and it’s your last chance to say goodbye. Do it, if… you still have the chance.”

 

“I know… But at the same time I don’t want to leave you… What if…~”

 

“No, Yien. Family is more important. Nothing will happened. You will go back to Taiwan, and

I will wait for you, okay?”

 

“Jinyoung…”

 

…

 

 

A comfortable silence surrounded us, while we were sitting together on the bench in front of the bungalow, sipping our iced teas and watching how some boats passed our sights.

 

Usually I felt really awkward being alone with a stranger, but after spending the whole day with Joey, he wasn't really a stranger anymore. I got to know a lot about him in the last hours, and we got along very well despite the fact that we could just communicate in English.

 

Mark's brother was a really nice guy. He had an open and bubbly personality, a great sense of humor, and something that I could just point out as this typically American carefree feature.

He seemed to be very good with Jackson, and mostly Cassandra, who treated him like her own son, although he was even one year older than me, but BamBam and Youngjae also seem to be friends with him.

 

I had to admit it had been a little bit awkward between us at first, maybe because of the failed first meeting. But during the breakfast in a hotel – I was sitting between Mark and the younger version of him – we started to talk to each other, and then didn't stop anymore.

 

And now we were spending the last hours of the day together alone, while Mark and Mr Jonghyun, who had appeared from somewhere all of the sudden, were discussing some company matters in the living room.

Actually I would have joined them, but the day had been so stressful somehow with my boyfriend, that everything I wanted right now was some peace and time away from him.

 

 

“Do you know what they're talking inside there right now? I've never seen Mr Jonghyun being in such a hurry when he greeted me, and it's strange.”

 

Joey put his glass down and turned his body to look at me. I also turned around to him and frowned.

 

“I guess something about the hotel, and the work for the new project. But you're right, Mr Jonghyun’s behavior is really strange today. When we arrived here, some minutes before you came over, he was standing there with a briefcase, and talked to Mark in Chinese. And then he told me there are problems with my visa, and I needed to sign something. He didn't even let me take a look at these papers, just handed me a pen. And Mark suddenly was also very … I don't know…”

 

 

“Yeah, Mark is also strange today, somehow troubled. I know, he is your boyfriend, but is he always that clingy and protective…? I've never seen my brother like that before.”

 

 

“Actually not that bad. And he wasn't before you came this morning actually.... Joey… Can you tell me what you two were arguing about?”

 

 

This question had been running through my mind the whole time, while I was watching Mark's strange behavior. He was really much more clingy than usual, almost to a point where I got annoyed. And he was rushing. Yes, because he wanted to take me to every special place in Nha Trang, wanted to spend as much time as possible with me. But it would have been enough for me if we had just chilled a little bit at beach with the others.

 

 

“Maybe Mark has told you already, I was sent from my family to bring him to Taiwan. My grandmother cal...~”

 

 

Joey was interrupted by a dangerously calm voice behind us, and I froze right in the spot.

 

 

“I think it's time to go back to the hotel room, little brother. We will leave early tomorrow.”

 

 

Joey seemed to sense the tense in Mark's voice, so he nodded and stood up slowly.

 

 

“Mark is right. Then… It was nice to meet you Jinyoung! We will see us again for sure.”

 

 

He hugged me awkwardly, and I responded it, but my mind was now busy looking at Mark above his brother’s shoulder, who was staring at us coldly.

 

 

“It was also nice to meet you Joey. Hope I will see you again.”

 

With a smile he turned around and passed Mark to go home.

 

My boyfriend was still standing there, gaze on me, and I couldn't help but to bit my lip.

 

 

“I don't like you asking Joey such questions, Jinyoung. What I tell you is enough.” he said with cold voice, and it felt like he was slapping me across the face.

 

 

With a bunch of anger I stood up instantly, fist clenched, and stared back at him with the same cold gaze he was giving me.

 

So he knew I had asked Joey about today morning. He had eavesdropped our conversation, and then had stopped us in the middle, when I was about to find out what really was the matter.

 

 

 

“And I don't like how you hide such things from me.”

 

 

I was the next one to pass him at the frame, but I was held back.

 

 

“Jinyoung… I …”

 

 

“You? You're really annoying me right now…”, I hissed and freed my hand, stomped into the bedroom and slammed the door in front of Mr Jonghyun’s worried eyes.

 

 

…

 

 

After throwing myself on the bed for more than half an hour and shedding some tears, I decided to leave the room. It was hot here, and I felt lonely.

Opening the glass wall slash window, I suddenly remembered what I've thought when first standing here at night.

 

I started to walk over the still warm sand, the feeling under my feet was wonderful. My eyes were glued on the sea, anything else around me disappeared.

When I arrived at the Palm tree, I sat down for some seconds and just breathed in some salty fresh air.

 

Why was Mark so closed up all of the sudden…?

Or was I just too curious, maybe even annoying…?

But I didn't do it with bad intention, I just wanted to know more, to be there for him, comfort and support him in such a difficult situation…

 

I did do wrong. How insensitive. He had to deal with such hard things and I was mad at him…

 

 

I looked around, checked if people were here. But the place was empty, of course at such a time. The only house, some meters away from ours, was dark already. Jack and BamBam were sleeping for sure, the youngest had been asleep already while we had been driving home. And Cassandra and Youngjae went out for the night, they would come back tomorrow noon.

 

Good, because I was going to do something I've never done before, and I would die out of embarrassment if someone saw me.

 

Standing up, I started to peel myself out of the thin clothes I was wearing. Then I put the clothes folded next to the tree.

 

It was strange to be here, … But at the same time it felt good. The temperature was still higher than I actually was used to, and the wind was cooling down my body a little bit.

 

With careful steps I approached the water, and then hesitated for a moment.

 

Was I really going to do this?

Yes, because I was going to this…

 

 

One step into the water.

Then another.

And then some more, until my lower body part was fully in.

 

It wasn't cold, but enjoyable.

With a light movement I let my fingers glide over the sparkling surface, then I put my head into my neck to admire the glory of the full moon hanging on the dark sky.

 

It could have been such a perfect moment, if Mark was with me right now, holding me in his arms.

 

 

 

As if someone had called him, I could suddenly hear light footsteps, then the soft sound of splashing water. I lowered my head and watched how some little waves swashed next to my hip, and then how some milky arms lied around abdomen.

 

He pressed me against his also body, while I was admiring his pale skin, which was shining in the moon like marble.

 

I was relieved… That he finally was with me.

 

 

“I'm sorry Jinyoung, I did wrong. I shouldn't have talked to you like that, it was more than just rude and disrespectful.”

 

“And I'm sorry for sticking my nose into such matters… I was careless…”

 

“No Jinyoung… You just meant it well. But I really want to keep you out of the stress I'm undergoing right now, because I want you to enjoy the time here.”

 

 

I turned around to look into his dark eyes.

 

Some damp hair strands had fallen into his face, while he was also looking at me with an incredible soft expression. In this moment I just wanted to be even closer to him than I already was.

 

 

“Please let me help you Mark… I feel so burdened and totally like trash while watching you trying to deal with these problems all by yourself. I'm your boyfriend, so I want you to trust me… Not to push me away and keeping me out…” I mumbled and put my hands on his chest.

 

 

Through my right palm I could feel his heart, beating in the same speed as mine.

 

We haven't been so close for some time…

 

 

“Why don't you want me to give you something back from the things you're giving me…? Why you idiot, do you want me to feel bad?!”

 

 

He leaned his forehead down on mine with a soft smile.

 

 

“Baby… Haven't we talked about this before? You're giving me more than I ever had in my whole ed up life. You're giving me happiness and a reason to wake up in the morning and to fall asleep with a smile on my face in the night. Don't you know that you were the one to save me from falling down…? I was on the verge of giving up, go away, but then you came in my life all of the sudden. And within a short time you changed everything, turned my dark world into a bright one like yours. Every second you're with me, you're giving me a life, something beyond the things I'm giving you.”

 

 

A tear rolled down my cheek and I had to bit my lip to prevent the sobs to come out.

 

 

“Yien…”

 

“Jinyoung…”

 

He took a deep breath and pressed a light kiss on my lips.

 

 

“I'm saying this from the bottom of my heart… And no matter what will happen in future, or with us… No matter what I will do sometime, believe in these words… They're the only truth in my live. Promise me that Jinyoung?”

 

 

I nodded silently, eyes big as saucers, as I watched how he opened his glistening eyes again.

 

 

“Jinyoung… I love you… I love you very much.” His voice was now steady, and with the most serious expression he was looking down at me.

 

 

My breath hitched and my heartbeat stopped for a moment, when these words got through my mind.

And then I burst, and my body started to tremble.

More and more tears were now flowing down my cheeks, until I couldn't see Mark's face in front of me anymore.

 

 

I sobbed and pressed my face against his chest, crying and repeating his name like a mantra. I clung to him and let out my emotions, while he was embracing me and tried to soothe me.

 

 

“I'm here with you… And I love you, so please don't cry…”

 

 

It took some minutes until I calmed down, and some more minutes until I was able to let go of him.

 

“Yien…?” I spoke up with broken voice,

 

 

And I didn't know where I took all the confidence – with puffy eyes and red nose – to grab his neck and pulled him down for short but passionate kiss.

 

 

“Yien, I love you. I love you so damn much…” I whispered against his lips and smiled.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I didn't know what happened for some time, but when I came back to my mind again, Mark and I were already in the bedroom, kissing and pulling at each other.

 

I loved every inch of his skin I was touching. It was soft and firm, as well as the muscles, over which I was running my fingers.

 

God... You did great work in creating a man like him...

 

 

"Do you know how beautiful and y you were standing there outside? “He panted as we were catching our breaths from a heated and long kiss.

 

"Indescribable. Amazing."

 

 

 

I pulled him down for another kiss, totally drowned in lust, while rubbing my against his slowly.

 

 

This night was going to be a long night…

 

We just took our time, exchanging deep kisses, exploring our bodies, like we had never done before. Because these seconds, minutes and hours belonged fully to us, even if it wasn't as much as I wished it could be.

 

I never really had had the chance to satisfy Mark as he always did, but today I could give him back the same pleasure he was giving me.

Tonight I was the one, who wandered with my lips downward, biting and , to leave marks on his skin.

 

 

"You belong to me, and if somebody dares to touch you, I will turn him down...“ I hissed, when I was finished with the first one, for everyone visible right on his Adam apple.

 

 

"You're so y when you're possessive...“he chuckled and caressed my lightly damp hair.

 

Some other marks followed, all spread over his pale chest. I liked this red color on his white skin.

 

 

 

He was mine... He was mine...

 

 

I looked up to see his face, and met his eyes, which were lust filled and concentrated on what I was doing.

 

 

He belonged to me...

 

 

When I went further down, and was now face to face with his proudly standing member, he seemed to realize what I was going to do. With widened eyes he grabbed my shoulders and forced me to look at him.

 

 

"You don't have to do this baby...I..."

 

 

Without hesitation I pushed his hands away to place them on his hip bones.

 

 

"But I want to..."

 

 

I really wanted it, although I was slightly nervous. Never ever had I done it before, and I would just do it the way I remembered he had done it to me many of times. I just hoped he’d like it…

 

 

 

I closed my lips around his carefully, while glancing up at him.

His eyes had widened, and he was slumping with his whole body down on the mattress.

With my tongue I over the tip and could taste the sweet precum already. My own was twitching, and my moan was followed by his.

 

 

"God, Jinyoung..."

 

 

His reaction made me so happy... and bolder.

 

I took more of him in my mouth, twirled my tongue around the hot flesh, tasted him in a way I've never done before.

 

I could feel how his whole body tensed up. His hands were the bed sheets, and his back was arching up. I knew he was trying not to push further into my mouth, from the way how his hip was trembling.

 

How caring of him, even in such a moment.

 

This made me took as much as I could in my mouth, until his tip almost hit my throat.

I knew, if I wasn't careful enough, I would choked, so I concentrated on bobbing my head up and down, trying to reach everything with my tongue.

 

Mark was louder and louder, sometimes in Chinese, sometimes some curses in English.

With my teeth I carefully scratched over the sensitive skin, and he grabbed into my hair. His hip twitched up, and my teeth scratched over again.

 

 

"Oh my god, Jinyoung!" His voice was shaky and hoarse from .

 

 

"Jin...Jinyoung, stop it... I wi...will come..."

 

 

I even harder, bobbing faster, and used my fingers now to work on his balls.

 

 

With force I was suddenly pulled up, and yelped, when some strong arms turned us around.

He pinned my arms above my head, looking at me with glassy eyes.

 

"Bad boy... I said stop, because I want to come in another way...“he smirked and kissed me.

 

A fight about dominance started, but of course he won. And it wasn’t like I’d mind either... Our lips were moving so forcefully on each other that it was burning already, but I even like the pain. No, loved how he was abusing my mouth.

 

 

He let go of my wrists, just to grab my and pump it.

 

 

I moaned against his lips, hips moving with his pace.

His hand was given the ability to drive me crazy, this was it. My mind was fully clouded, and I bit into his lower lip when his thumb brushed over my tip, catching some precum.

 

 

"Don't stop Hyung...“ I mewled when he took his hand away all of the sudden, really when I was on the edge of coming.

 

With big eyes I was looking at him, totally desperate about being in a state of almost at the highlight.

 

 

"Don't worry, you'll come... but in the same way as I’ll do..."

 

 

So he had teased me… my mean boyfriend… Lover...

 

 

His fingers covered with my precum he approached my already burning hole, and started to massage the sensitive spot there.

 

A shiver ran down my spine, and my back arched up, my hip was moving against his fingers, begging him to enter.

 

 

 

I took a sharp breath when he entered his first finger, muscle ring clenching.

 

 

 

"Ugh... Re...Relax baby...“he panted and bent down to kiss me.

 

 

 

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. My grip tighten when he slowly entered the second finger.

 

It hurt, it hurt because we hadn't done it since… Busan…?

But I knew and could already feel how the pain faded, and the lust built up again, even stronger than before.

 

"Yien...“ I sighed when he slowly moved his fingers in and out.

 

Drowned in pleasure I almost didn't feel how he entered the third finger. Just pushing myself more against them.

 

But I wanted more. I wanted him really in me.

 

 

“Yien… Please take me…”

 

 

“I won’t take you… I will make love to you…”

 

 

“Then make love to me, Yien… Show me how much you love me…”

 

 

 

He pulled me up on his lap, and I wrapped my arms around his neck to capture his lips. It was a long kiss, and I tried to pour all my emotions into it, to give him everything I could before he would leave me.

 

I slowly got on my knees, while still kissing him, and grabbed .

 

 

“Are you ready…?” he mumbled against lips, voice low and hoarse.

 

“Ready when you are….”

 

 

I slowly lowered down on his . As he entered, it felt like he would tear me apart, burning my inside.

Pain was shooting up my back, and I hissed, nails digging into the soft skin of his neck.

 

But I loved how it hurt. I loved it, because he was doing it to me. When Mark was the cause for the pain it was okay. When our love was the cause of pain, then it was okay.

 

 

 

“Ah… Mark...”

 

 

 

His hands rubbed up and down my waist, trying to soothe me.

 

 

“It’s okay… I’m here with you… I love you…”

 

 

He pressed his lips against my neck, my collarbones, spreading butterfly kisses all over my shoulder, while I was trying to adjust to his size. I had somehow forgotten how big he was…

 

 

“I… love you too Mark…”

 

 

 

The color of the sky was changing slowly, away from black, while we were loving each other.

 

 

We spent more time in just kissing and hugging each other, sometimes moving. I riding him while he was pushing further into me.

 

Sweat was running down my whole body, while I was moving, lowering and then pulling out again, to then slump down on him again.

 

My moan sounded more like mewling, while he was growling under me, hands massaging my cheeks.

 

 

 

“Baby… I just… can’t anymore…”

 

 

He pushed me down on the mattress, hovering over me. His lips were plumper than usual, and red like the wine we sometimes drank, when we were sitting on our sofa at home.

 

 

 

“I love you…”

 

 

Before I could respond to his words, he was already pounding into me merciless, turning me into a and cursing mess beneath him.

 

He didn’t stop hitting my sweet spot, and my nails dug deeper into his skin, leaving back bloody imprints.

 

 

“Mark…Ah…”

 

 

I was so close… So close…

 

 

As if it wasn’t enough, he was now grabbing my pulsating member and started to pump it.

 

With a cry I came into his hands. Some seconds later, he also came inside of me, his face buried into my neck, muffled moan vibrating against my skin.

 

We were panting hard when both of us were lying on our backs, bodies fully covered into sweat.

 

 

“Yien… I…”

 

 

I rolled on my side, put my head on his chest and intertwined out fingers.

 

 

“I love you…”

 

 

 

…

 

 

Back to present…

 

 

As I opened my eyes, a tear rolled down my cheek.

 

 

It wasn’t a dream… It was a memory... A memory of Mark’s and my two days in Vietnam… And this memory didn’t let me sleep well, but woke me up tiredly.

 

It hurt to remember my last time with Mark, mostly the last hours… Before he left me back with an empty cold place, going away without a word.

I had cried when I had woken up. And I didn’t even know why… It just felt like he had taken my heart and all my happiness with him…

 

So now, five days later, I was back in Seoul, without one message from him.

 

He hadn’t even called once, and now I was sure he wouldn’t call anymore. But I was still spending my whole day at home, waiting in the living room with the telephone in my hands. I still hoped…

 

What hurt even more, I knew, Mark was calling Mr Jonghyun. Every night around seven the butler would disappear into the kitchen. And from the look he was giving me I knew it was Mark.

 

What had happened? What was the matter? I didn’t know…

 

Sometimes JackBam or YoungDra would come over, having dinner with me or watching a movie. But I really didn’t feel hungry anymore, nor did I had the power to really pay attention to my friends’ try to distract me from my sad mood.

 

 

 

The ringing of the bell teared me out of my sleepy state, and my eyes suddenly widened.

 

Was it Mark? Did he come home?

 

 

While running down the stairs to open the door, I realized that this was nonsense. Because Mark would have opened the door by himself.

But who could this be? The squad was sleeping around this time, it was only 9am…

 

 

When I opened the door, my eyes almost popped out of my holes, and jaw dropped down on the floor.

 

 

 

“Oh… Hi Jinyoung! It’s a pleasure to meet you again!”

 

 

I was struggling to find the right words, whilst I suddenly realized that I was wearing nothing else except from my boxer shorts and Mark’s oversized hoodie.

 

 

“Oh my god… Uhm… Hi Jonathan… It’s…also nice to see you again... Please come in…”

 

 

I took a step aside and he went in, some rain drops dripping from his navy blue suit and his curly hair.

 

With his golden orbs, which always reminded me of wolf’s eyes, he was smiling at me.

 

 

“Seems like I had woken you up… I’m sorry.”

 

“No…Uhm… I was already up for some time… How about going into the living room? Can I offer you some tea? Or coffee?”

 

 

 

While we were walking down the hall, he was taking off his suit jacket, and I had to admit, after Mark he was the second best looking guy in suit.

 

 

“A sweetheart as always, Jinyoung. Tea please.”

 

I smiled while stepping into the kitchen to prepare the hot water. I pulled around on my hoodie, tried to cover at least half of my tights, while waiting for the water to boil.

 

Jonathan seemed to notice my uneasiness.

 

 

“How about you go and wash up? I can make myself tea, and if you come back we will talk.”

 

 

I nodded and rushed up the stairs, to prepare myself as fast as possible.

 

Easily said.

Because I had showered and then had gone to bed immediately, my hair was now a total mess. While combing my hair and trying to smooth the frizzy hair, I brushed my teeth with the other hand.

After washing and drying my face, I noticed how bad I actually looked, with my paler skin and the dark circles under my eyes.

I took a pair of jeans and a pullover out of the closet. With a pair of glasses I covered my puffy eyes, and the rushed down the stairs, almost tripping over the last step.

 

Why I was fussing that much? Because Jonathan was a very important business partner. And I didn’t want to disgrace neither Mark nor me.

 

 

 

“So… I’m sorry for taking so long…”

 

 

I sat down on his right, and smiled apologetically.

 

 

“No problem. Here, have some tea.”

 

 

“Thank you. So… May I ask what took you here?”

 

 

“Well, actually I wanted to see Mark. And you. He hasn’t come to the daily project meetings for some days already. Some told me he isn’t in the house, and that’s everything.”

 

 

I lowered my head and stared into the light red tea.

 

 

“Uhm… He isn’t in Korea right now but in Taiwan… Because of family issues… Are there any problems with the company?”

 

“No, Mr Jonghyun fills in for him quite well. But that’s not everything. I was wondering where you were, I didn’t see you around the hotel. The secretary gave me this address. So, Mark and you are living together here?”

 

 

“Yeah.”

 

 

“Wow… Lucky guy, this Mark. With a beautiful house and a beautiful boyfriend in there…”

 

 

I blushed at his words and took a sip of the hot hibiscus tea to oil my suddenly dry throat.

 

 

“Well… Uhm…”

 

 

My stuttering was interrupted by doorbell. I stood up with a frown, wondering who the next guest could be.

 

 

“Excuse me please…”

 

 

 

I put the cup on the table and went to the door.

When I opened it, a panting Jackson was waiting for me, eyes as big as saucers.

 

 

“Jack?! What’s the matter? What happened?”

 

 

“Jinyoung! Joey called me. He invited us to their grandfather’s funeral…”

 

…