Hands on his hair.

Lips on his neck.

A leg between him, a thin sheet of sweat between their bodies.

Brown eyes staring down at him.

A breath of a chill laughter.

His moans, his gasps, his mewls- lingering in the air.

His cries.

Unheard.

Another night was done; another wild night happened.

When this happened? When this started? Sungmin doesn’t know. He actually does not know where they started doing this, when they started doing this, but all he knows is he is trapped. He has nowhere to go. He was lost in those brown eyes, that sinister smile, in the amazing nights, in his worldly promises of, “I will never let you go.”

No. He doesn’t belong to this person. He doesn’t belong to this Cho Kyuhyun.

To whom his heart belongs to?

To where he must go?

To whom?

---

“You seem…” Henry took a slow, calculating gaze on him, “dettached today. Are you okay?”

Sungmin took a lungful of air to calm him down. Yesterday night is a blur but all the places where he was held burn in his mind, on his skin, in his memory- it all feels surreal that seeing Henry in person makes him doubt if it was a reality or still a figment of his fantasies. Unconsciously, he turned his lips into a pout and focused his eyes mindlessly on the patterns of bricks along the pavement they are currently working. A squeeze on his hand made him refocused, looking beside is Henry. Henry Lau. The man who grew up with him, who cried for him, who smiled for him, his best friend-  Henry Lau.

“I’m alright.” He smiled a tight lip one. “Don’t worry about me, okay?” As a response, he swung their hands together and later on a soft giggle escaped from Henry’s lips.

“I’m just tired.” He added, as if what he’d said earlier is not enough. As if they were lies. As if he needed to say something to make it sound more truthful, more convincing. Maybe because it was Henry, it was Henry who was asking him, after all it was Henry who can see him beneath the mountain of lies that he always tells.

But to his surprise, this one passed off. As if it was really evident on him that he is tired.

“Alright, maybe we can grab some ice cream? Your favorite?”

He was just about to say a reply but Henry was already pulling him ahead.

He looked at their linked hands.

He looked at their shadows that meet on the pavement where the yellow afternoon light casted down on them.

He looked at their synchronized footsteps.

And Sungmin listened at their unsynchronised heartbeats.

“I’m sorry Henry.” If only he’s brave enough to say it.

---

Cho Kyuhyun is the man of everyone's dreams- including Sungmin's. 

He was far from Henry. His posture, his smile, his intelligence- the way he articulates his words- his jaw, his legs and his fingers. It was all heaven. Cho Kyuhyun is just everyone’s dreams. He is the epitome of perfection that everyone sets for their guy. Given that they own a company, that he is a renowned bachelor, who won’t fall for him?

 But ladies won’t have a space in his heart. For Kyuhyun only eyes one man.

It wasn’t actually his intention. It wasn’t actually he fell in love at first sight. It was something that happened out of pure reflex to protect his brother from the prospect of being hurt. It happens a lot, it happens every time his brother fell in love and same process happens. He fell in love, but his partner fell in love with his money. He fell in love, but his partner fall out of love, and run after Kyuhyun. He, his brother, when will he have his true love?

So Kyuhyun promised to his self that it will never happen again. He will not let anyone fool his brother again. He will not let anyone make his brother feel miserable again. As long as he breathes and lives, never again.

Night came and Kyuhyun is back on his plans. This new one, that his brother introduced to him look so pure and innocent. But Kyuhyun wasn’t born yesterday to not know how this strategy works. They would pretend as if they knew nothing, as if they are kind-hearted people who would not a hidden desire to get into his brother’s pants just because he is rich. Kyuhyun knows that behind an innocent smile is an evil plan. That won’t work for him anymore. He has seen countless forms of innocence who in reality, beneath that mask, is worldy intention and this one, this certain one is of no exception.

He proceeds to his paln for that night. He looked for his phone inside his pocket and dialed the number that he's familiarized his self for the past month. It was never saved on his phone but it was gravely imprinted in his memory that even with eyes closed, Kyuhyun can punch it in. A few rings before hsi call was picked up and Kyuhyun was answered by some hesitant movements behind the call.

He laughed albeit the tensed atmosphere between him and the person he called.

"So are you not going to say anything?"

The person from the other line cleared his throat before he decided that there is no other way for him to escape this man than to answer his call.

"I-uh, where should we meet?"

Kyuhyun sneered.

"Really? Is this how you greet your caller? No hello? No Hi? Or even how are you?" He opened the door of his car and began fumbling with his keys, and then dorve straight away when he think that waiting for the answer from the answer person would be just a waste of time for the both of them. Kyuhyun can hear him walking and the small breaths that escaped from those lips are nothing but a good background to their uncomfortable conversation. BUt Kyuhyun seems not to bother. Since when did he care?

"Kyuhyun..." A small pleading voice turned him back to his senses. "Please...just.."

Kyuhyun slammed on his brakes and ended the call. Bull. Why does he sounds so miserable. Why does talking to him makes him sound like he is the one making him him miserable. He was just making things right. He was just putting everything right. This man, as Kyuhyun continuously pushes his self to believe, is nothing but a hideous, gold-digger being that hid under that innocent face.

This Lee Sungmin is just like his brother's ex-boyfriends. They need money, they say they fell out in love and they run with it-- they run away with their money. Some leave his brother and fall to his knees. Some just audaciously flirts on both on them. And boy, Kyuhyun was never wrong. Just the day after Henry introduced Sungmin to the family, he accidentally heard this guy talking to someone over the phone.

"Alright, Henry said that he will give the money a-after a month. Probably we can get married y-you know --" BAM!

A loud bang was heard coming from his back but only for Sungmin to stood up in horror as he saw Kyuhyun madly standing behind him.

"What is the meaning of this, Sungmin-ssi?"

He saw Sungmin ending the call and was about to walk to the different direction but only to be held back by Kyuhyun. He has no chance to outstrength as it was clear that other other man was stronger than him considering how angry the other was. To say that Sungmin was scared as of the moment was an understatement. He do not have any multiple encounters with Kyuhyun before and seeing him in rage is a huge shock for him.

“N-no, Kyuhyun-ssi, you are misunderstanding this.” He tried to hold Kyuhyun by the arm but Kyuhyun has no plans on breaking his hold. What he heard is more than enough to drive him angry. He does not need any explanation for he was sure it will just be a thread of lies. If Sungmin managed to fool his brother, then he will make sure that this liar will not get him just like how he got his brother.

“Kyuhyun-ssi,” It hurts. Sungmin tried to break off from Kyuhyun’s deathly grip on his wrist. “You’re hurting me.” Kyuhyun was about to steer Sungmin away and lead him to his room so he can pry him more and maybe show him who really is he turning his back on when suddenly Henry saw them. In an instant, he let go of Sungmin who hurriedly go to Henry’s side.

Kyuhyun’s anger doubled. After all what he heard, Sungmin has the guts to act as if nothing happened. If only he could just tell to his brother directly what he witnessed then he is sure that this Sungmin will suffer hell from both of them no matter how much his eyes pleaded to him just like how those adorable doe eyes look at him right now.

“What is happening?” Henry asked who suddenly enveloped Sungmin in a hug.

Kyuhyun just shrugged and run to his bedroom without a word.

Maybe not now but soon, he will make sure this Sungmin suffers graver than hell.

Hands on his hair.

Lips on his neck.

A leg between him, a thin sheet of sweat between their bodies.

Brown eyes staring down at him.

A breath of a chill laughter.

His moans, his gasps, his mewls- lingering in the air.

His cries.

Unheard.

That night Kyuhyun was obssessed at making his self believe that Sungmin's "Please stop" are nothing but murmurs of pleasure. That his cries are nothing but masked happiness. For Kyuhyun is obssesed that Sungmin is a cheater like everyone else.

This time, "I won't let you go," means a different thing.