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    That night, his friends dragged him to the club again. He slipped out and went next door.

    “Is Leo around?” He asked the bouncer when he didn't see the familiar mop of blond hair.

    “Tonight's his off night.”

    “Oh… ok then. Thanks.” He said softly before texting his friends and walking home.

    “Oh sweetie, what happened to you?” The older woman behind the register asked Taekwoon.

    “N-nothing. I went on a date and it j-just kinda happened.”

    “Well I hope you don't see them again.”

    “But I like him.” Taekwoon actually whined at her.

    “Look at what he did to your pretty face!” He would have explained, but his name was being called.

    “I thought that was you. That looks worse than I thought it was going to. I'm so, so sorry.” He gently grabbed Taekwoon's chin and tilted his face this way and that.

    “It doesn't hurt.”

    “Do you have a headache or something, are you still dizzy?”

    “Are you the one who damaged this sweet boy's face?” The older woman asked with a scowl on her face.

    “It was an accident.” he insisted.

    “It really was,” Taekwoon said.

    “Here, let me help you carry those home. They look heavy.” Hakyeon reached for the bags.

    “No, it's fine. I can manage.” he pulled the bags out of his reach as he snapped his answer.

    Hakyeon followed him out the door. “Then at least let me walk you home.”

    “No. It's ok.”

    “But I just wanted to see you for a little longer.”

    “My ice cream is melting. I gotta go. Bye.”

    Hakyeon stood there with a bereft look on his face as Taekwoon went around the corner. He stood there for a few moments, about to turn when he heard Taekwoon come back. The older man looked hopeful. He knew Taekwoon wouldn't just say ‘come over.’ But maybe Taekwoon  wasn't actually mad at him for ing up their date.

    Taekwoon took a deep breath, kissed Hakyeon on the cheek and said “goodnight, Hakyeon.”

    Hakyeon grinned like an idiot.

    “Night Woonie. I gave Hyuk my number. Text me.” As soon as Taekwoon was back around the corner, Hakyeon had pressed his cool palms to his burning cheeks. He walked home with a smile.

    “What took you so long, hyung?” Sanghyuk demanded, “Bin was just about to look for you.”

    “I had to convince the old lady at the store that Hakyeon wasn't beating me.”

    “Why are your cheeks pink?”

    “Ran into Hakyeon.” there was a tiny upturn to his lips.

    “You two are so cute.” Hongbin cooed.

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    The next night, Hakyeon went to the club. He was looking for blond hair when Leo twined their fingers together and tugged them toward the door.

    “I need to talk to you.” He held his ground.

    “Fine.” Leo pulled him in the opposite direction. They went through a door that led to a back alley. He never let go of Hakyeon's hand.

    “I… we… can't keep on.” Leo kissed him softly, “This is bad,” Hakyeon let Leo continue kissing him. “We shouldn't.” Leo his lower lip between his teeth and ground their hips together. “This is wrong. Uhn… we- ah" Leo a mark into the skin behind his ear.

    “What you're saying is…” Leo dragged his tongue up the shell of Hakyeon's ear, “you just want to stay friends.” He kissed Hakyeon gently, it felt like he could have imagined it, teasing the inside of the older man's lips with his tongue before slowly pulling back only far enough so their breaths mingled. “But what if I don't want to stay friends?” He asked, their lips brushing as he spoke.

    “I would be sad. I love to hear you sing.”

    “I was thinking more that I want to make you dance for me.” Hakyeon whimpered at how low and dark his voice got, “writhe under my touch.” He dragged his fingers down Hakyeon's side.  “Scream my name when I finally let you come.”

    “But- Uhn you have someone. You can do that to him.” Hakyeon's voice was almost frantic as he tried to remember why they shouldn't continue this.

    “No, I can't do this with him. You have someone. That's why you're trying to push me away.”

    “I'm so confused right now.” Hakyeon whined.

    “Nothing to be confused about. For now I'm going to sing for you and we'll be friends, but eventually you will come around,” Leo kissed the corner of his mouth, “and I will you. I'll bring you so close, so many times.” He saw how glazed Hakyeon's eyes were, “You're gonna beg,” he pushed his thigh between Hakyeon's legs, “and when you can't take anymore, when you're a crying, broken mess, only then will I let you come for me.”

    Hakyeon gasped loudly as Leo stepped back. It looked as if he had surfaced from deep water. His eyes were locked on the other man who smirked, adjusted his pants slightly, and went back inside. At least he wasn't as unaffected as he looked.

    Hakyeon wasn't going to stick around to watch Leo sing today. He did, however, hope that the blond would notice that he slipped his phone number into his jacket pocket.

Sometime later, Hakyeon got a text message.

Why didn't you stick around?

I thought you wanted to hear me sing for you

Hakyeon could almost hear the pout in his voice.

I couldn't today. It was too much.

Hakyeon replied.