Jihoon was on his way home from school and he felt very tired. He climbed clumsily at the car and was surprised that his new 'temporary' guard was sitting beside his usual place.

"Move to the front!" Jihoon commanded but the man didn't acknowledge it.

"I said move in front Choi Seungcheol!" Jihoon's voice rose an octave higher.

Seungcheol stared at him. Jihoon couldn't help but feel against Seungcheol's stare.

"I'm sorry master but I need to sit here. I was instructed to stay as close as possible to you. It's protocol." Seungcheol gave Jihoon a small but apologetic smile. Jihoon groaned and rolled his eyes.

What can he do? It's protocol.

Jihoon grumpily sat beside Seungcheol murmuring something. Seungcheol couldn't help but chuckle. Jihoon noticed it and looked at his direction sharply, forcing Seungcheol to stop his smile.

"The young master is inside now. Let's go."

The driver started the engine of the car and slowly made their way out of the school yard. Jihoon couldn't help but steal glances at the man in tuxedo sitting beside him.

Seungcheol closed his eyes and massaged the bridge of his nose. Jihoon took the opportunity to observe the man.

Choi Seungcheol has big brown doe eyes and full lips. He has thick long eyelashes. He has tanned skin that compliments his built, not too muscular but not too skinny either. He's tall and has a good posture. Seungcheol almost looked like a foreigner or has a mixed race.

"Is there any problem, master?" Seungcheol spoke, startling Jihoon who cleared his throat.

"There is none." Jihoon crossed his arms against his chest, his cheeks blushing as if he was caught doing something embarassing. It was embarassing actually.

"If you need something just tell me, master."

"I don't need anything." Jihoon fished his headphones in his backpack and put it on. The music blasted from the pair of earphones, drowning Jihoon with beautiful melodies and rhythm.

Jihoon stared outside his window as the sun was slowly setting. It was a beautiful view. The sun will now set for it to rise at the other part of the world.

Jihoon wondered if his brothers could also see how lovely the sun looks like whenever it was setting, he wondered if it looks as breathtakingly beautiful there in Japan. Maybe it was way better there because they are happy and contented and. . . together.

Jihoon closed his eyes, the sun's ray of light hurts his eyes and he felt like it will make him cry if he continued to stare at it.

Jihoon rubbed his eyes using the back of his hand then adjusted the earphones so that he could lean at the window comfortably.

Jihoon sighed and hugged himself unconciously.

•••

"Are you alright master?"

The man asked him.

Jihoon could hear a sweet voice calling him though he was sure that his headphone was on its maximum volume.

"Master?"

The man touched him.

Jihoon could feel the heat of the man as he touched Jihoon's arms lightly.

"Hey?"

The man called him lovingly, and Jihoon couldn't help but smile.

Jihoon knew that he was dreaming.

•••

"Oh my God! What happened?"

"Is he alright?"

"The president will kill us all!"

"What happened to young master?"

Jihoon's eyebrows knitted though his eyes were close. There were murmured and hushed voice buzzing around him. How dare them disturb my sleep, Jihoon thought as his hands turned into fists.

"He's fine. He's just asleep."

A voice, too familiar to Jihoon answered.

Jihoon now on his senses remembered what happened.

He fell asleep inside the car on the way home.

It was by then that Jihoon felt the strong muscular arms carrying him, bridal style. Jihoon could smell the faint perfume that Seungcheol was wearing and he could feel Seungcheol's heart beat as his head was against the other man's chest. Jihoon could hear the steady beating of Seungcheol's heart and wondered if he could make it skip a beat soon.

Jihoon groaned as he was put on his bed.

"I'm sorry to disturb your sleep master." Seungcheol bowed as Jihoon slowly opened his eyes.

"It's fine. Next time just wake me if I fell asleep. I can't let you carry me around like that." Jihoon shrugged though his heart was racing.

Seungcheol nodded and smiled at Jihoon.

Jihoon blushed.

"Go away!" Jihoon turned to his side and secretly fanned his face with his hand.

It suddenly became hot here, Jihoon thought.

"I'll just stay on the corner. If you need something just call me, my master."

"Yeah. Whatever."

Seungcheol stayed at the far side of the room, hidden to Jihoon's sight, making sure that Jihoon couldn't see him because Seungcheol knew that Jihoon likes his privacy, but still could watch the younger vigilantly.

Jihoon sighed as he read the time.

9:00 PM

Friday, October 6, 2017

It's been a couple of hours since Jihoon last saw and talked to Mingyu. Jihoon felt like it was too long, it felt like Mingyu was gone forever.

Jihoon closed his eyes, wishing that Mingyu will be beside him once he woke up.

For Jihoon doesn't know how long he could control himself. With his new 'temporary' guard near, Jihoon doesn't want to do something that he would regret eventually.

Without Mingyu by his side, Jihoon doesn't want to ruin the plans they made.

Jihoon doesn't want Mingyu to be disappointed.

Jihoon could feel the door slowly opened then close. He could hear Seungcheol talking with someone outside his door. Seungcheol together with the person started walking away. Their voices slowly inaudible to Jihoon's hearing.

Where are you going? How dare you leave without asking my permission?

Jihoon wanted to ask but couldn't as sleep engulfed him.