Chapter 3:

Junjin put the volume down when the door began to beep. He turned his head toward the foyer and nodded his head at the man, who entered. “Hi,” Hyesung walked up to him and kissed him softly onto the lips and then sat down next to him. “How did it go with Eric yesterday?” He questioned as he grabbed the other controller and joined the game.

“Great,” Junjin responded. “I met his boyfriend.”

“Oh,” Hyesung answered. “How was he?”

“Great,” The vocalist was sure Junjin didn’t have other words in his vocabulary. “He was really nice.” Hyesung let the character, he had chosen, run around and follow Junjin. “He really loves my hyung,” the younger man stated. “They were really disgusting too. They kept holding hands and feeding each other.” he added.

Hyesung gritted his teeth and shot an enemy to the chest. That was not enough, as he still shot him when he was down on the ground. “Hyung, I’m sure he is dead.” Junjin mumbled next to him. “If you hate the idea of Andy and Eric hyung dating, why did you ask?”

“I wanted to be nice,” Hyesung muttered back and moved forward with his character. “When I am being nice, I think I won’t feel as bad finding out about the truth,” he continued as he repeated his actions with another enemy.

Junjin finally shifted his head at the older man. “Hyung, I know what you feel toward my brother, and I don’t judge you for that…” he said. “…but Eric hyung is really happy. I could tell.”

“Wow, gee, I didn’t figure he was.” Hyesung spoke sarcastically. “Eric was never mine to begin with, but it ing hurts when I see him in the news, Andy standing right next to him.”

Junjin pressed his lips together and exhaled through his nose like a bull. “Listen,” he started. “Eric hyung doesn’t know what he missed out on, okay? You are amazing. You just aren’t for me.” Junjin smiled sincerely and tapped the hand of his hyung.

“Gee, thanks,” Hyesung responded.

“You’re welcome,” Junjin grinned.

Hyesung rolled his eyes.

                             ~~~

Eric felt the arms around his neck and shortly the warm lips smacked onto his cheek. “Your turn to shower, my love,” Andy murmured into the ear. “I left it warm for you.” Eric turned a bit, and hauled the younger man into his arms and flung him under him on the couch.

“Why won’t you tell me what Chungjae told you?” Eric pleaded softly, lips hovering on Andy’s.

“Because that would embarrass him,” Andy smirked.

“Yah, if you don’t tell me, I might get very jealous.” Eric pouted.

“Maybe that’s what I want,” the younger man teased, hand resting on the older man’s shoulder.

“Andy…please…” Eric begged. “I…I will do anything for you. I will massage you!”

“You think I am bribable?” the corners of Andy’s lips went down. “I won’t tell you,” he stung his tongue out and pushed the man off him. He leaped to the other side of the living room and watched Eric. “It really is no