A/N: and because i am a very kind angel (KIDDING LOL), SECOND UPDATE FOR THIS WEEK

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Jonghyun pushed off Key from his own lap.

"What do you think are you doing Kibum?" He stood up from the chair and made some distance between him and his ex.

"Jjong, I am helping you forget." Key said in a sad voice, "I just want to help you."

"I dont need any help Kibum... and please, never do that again. What if someone sees us? They would think wrongly of the situa-" he stopped when he heard soft sobs from the other.

"I am sorry Jjong.." Key said all over and over again until he couldnt take it anymore and dragged the younger male to an embrace.

"Shhh.. calm down. It is you who needs help actually."

"What if... He is coming for me again?" Jonghyun rubbed the other's back in circles, "No.  We... I will protect you."

Taemin sat by the lonely corner in the bar of loud music and drank up his 3rd bottle of rum.

"Sir, you are drinking too much." The worried bartender looked over the teen who keeps on laughing hysterically there on his seat.

"F***. I am going to pay you e-even a million bucks just for yaw to shaddap and let meh drink without yar face pestering mah night." Taemin snapped and looked at the bartender with intense eyes... only to laugh again.

"Seems you are in a trance.." a man with a white fedora beside him spoke.

"Who ar yah?" The youngster slurred and the other man extended his hand for a handshake, "a friend who had been looking over you"

"Whatever. I am Taemin." Taemin shrugged.

"So Taemin... what has been making you like this?" The man shifted closer as he drank his glass of vodka.

"My boyfriend... mother-- i cant understand him now. We were having too much fights these days and you know what is worse? My boyfriend's ex... he ing came back to my boyfriend's life. I let him in my house only to find him over who is mine."

"Seems to be an interesting story." The man grimaced. "Then?"

"I caught him straddling my boyfriend who seemed to be not moving at all... he kissed my boyfriend. He kissed what is mine... Kim Jonghyun is only mine and tht bastard is now on the way. My boyfriend wont speak to me and enjoys company from that b*tch who hurtbhim yearssss ago.. Kim mothereffing Kibum-"

"What is his name again?" The man narrowed his eyes.

"My boyfie's name-"

"No.. the ex's name."

"Kim mothereffing Kibum, that sly feline." in midst of his drunken state, he can still see the man's eyes twitch at the very mention of the name, and a smirk forming behind that black face mask.

"Wanna dance?" Taemin stood up and pulled the other's hands covered with white gloves. "Sure." was the response. The man took off his gloves, long, black coat and fedora, now left with his polo shirt, skinny pants and black mask, with his bangs covering those sharp eyes looking at the other's outlined figure from the tight shirt and jeans.

They went to the sea of people and began grinding their bodies together to the music, and a few moments later. drunk Taemin put his arms around the man's neck and grinded their crotches together.

"So.. why won't you take your mask off? I bet you're handsome." Taemin mumbled and the guy, whose hands is now on the waist and back of the other answered, "I can't do that."

"Why?" Taemin asked, hand playing with the other's belt. "Because..." the man breathed in his ear