Over the next few days, Youngbae and Daesung had been spending a lot more time together. But, Youngbae was still technically engaged. One night, they were watching a movie. Daesung kept glancing over at Youngbae.

"You okay?" Youngbae asked, slightly concerned.

"Yea...yea. I'm good. Are..you?" Daesung responded.

Youngbae nodded.

"I'm fine." He said, with a slight pause, looking down at his feet.

Daesung gently put his hand on Youngbae's knee.

"Youngbae...Are you sure?" He asked.

Youngbae nodded, smiling.

"Yes. Daesung, I'm fine. I promise." He responded.

Daesung stared for a while.

"Well...okay." He said, shrugging.

"I should leave." Youngbae muttered, sadly.

Daesung nodded.

"Yea. I know. But...you know you're welcome here, anytime. Right?" Daesung replied.

Youngbae smiled slowly.

"Y-yea. Daesung, I know." Youngbae said, looking at Daesung.

Youngbae was about ready to leave when-

"Youngbae! W-wait...um...this is...I have something to tell you.." Daesung said.

Youngbae nodded.

"Okay. What's up?" He asked.

Daesung sighed, slowly. He felt his hands get sweaty and tears start to form.

"Y-youngbae...I really like you. I don't want you to hurt anymore. I would never hurt you in any way. I want to make sure you have everything you need. I-i'm sorry, I know you have a fiancee but...I just...needed to tell you how I felt. Okay?" Daesung said, crying.

"Aww...Daesung...it's okay. Come here." Youngbae whispered, wiping Daesung's tears and pulling him into a tight hug.

Youngbae kissed Daesung's head, softly.

"Don't cry. It's okay. I'm going to be honest...I don't know for sure how I feel about you yet. But that doesn't mean anything. Okay? I loved being here for the past week. Let me sort things out first. Okay? I'm sorry." Youngbae murmured.

Daesung nodded, smiling. Feeling a sense of relief having finally told Youngbae his feelings. With that, Youngbae went back home. He knocked on the door, nervously. Demi opened the door, quickly.

"Well it's about damn time you showed back up!" She said, pulling him inside, kissing him roughly.

He never liked playing rough. He perfered gentle and sweet over rough. Youngbae felt like you didn't really love someone if you weren't gentle towards them. He unwillingly went along with it though, however, Everytime he kissed Demi, he couldn't help but to think about Daesung. Suddenly, he paused, thinking to himself.

"He's a guy...I can't have these thoughts..." Youngbae thought to himself.

"Baby? What's wrong?" Demi asked, worried.

"Uh..nothing. just tired, sweetheart." He replied, sming shyly.

"Oh. Well...um..okay..goodnight then.." She said, staring at him, annoyed.

"Demi...I'm...I'm sorry.." He said, sadly.

She turned back to him.

"You should be." She answered.

"What's your problem? We used to be so in love. And now we aren't." She muttered.

Youngbae blushed.

"Well...I mean...you can be kind of...controlling..." He admitted.

She glared at him.

"Don't give me that look..you know it's true." He answered.

She punched his face, giving him a black eye. She also lit her cigarette out onto his arm, raking it up and down his arm. He screamed in pain, loudly.

"What the was that for?! I was stating the truth! You know what? If you really loved me you wouldn't treat me like this!" He shouted.

"You know damn well I own your now Youngbae! Especially the second we're married. Remember that. My parents can make your life a living hell, if that's really what you want." She threatened.

"Now then, is that really what you want?" She asked.

He paused, sighing and shaking his head slowly.

"N-no." He whispered.

"That's better." She stated.

"Now, I suppose you need to sleep for class tomorrow." She said, shrugging and heading out, about to leave the room.

"Oh, and you may want to put some ice to cool the eye down. You know, before it swells too bad." She said, smirking and leaving.

The second he was alone, he collapsed onto the bed, groaning and crying silently. Once again, his mind went to Daesung. How calm and gentle Daesung treated him. It sent shivers down Youngbae's spine. That's how his current relationship started. Gentle and sweet turned painful, agonizing. Over the next week, Youngbae tried his best to avoid his psychotic fiancee. Thankfully, she was working late so he was able to sleep by the time she came home. One day, he was at work at the studio, Daesung showed up. Youngbae blushed, seeing Daesung's toned, strong arms, and muscular abdomen.

"Hey Youngbae!" Daesung said, smiling happily, hugging him.

Youngbae whined in pain, loudly. Daesung looked at him, alarmed.

"Are you okay?" He asked, worried.

"Y-yea!" Youngbae protested.

Daesung stared, closely.

"What happened to your eye?" He asked.

Youngbae paused.

"Uhm-uh....w-well..." He stammered.

Suddenly, he bursts into tears.

"I can't handle this anymore!" He said.

Daesung immediately hugged him.

"You haven't left her yet?" Daesung asked.

Youngbae shook his head, no.

"D-daesung....I'm scared." He admitted, voice cracking.

Daesung felt his heart break.

"Please...Don't cry. You'll be okay baby." He whispered, hugging him tightly.

"Break it off tonight. You can do this." Daesung said.

Youngbae nodded slowly.

"T-thank you..." He whispered.

Later that night, Youngbae got home. The second he got home, before his fiancee could, he packed his stuff into his car. He waited patiently for her. Finally, she returned home.

"Hey." She said, simply.

"Hi princess." He said, smiling.

"What's up with you? You seem happy." She stated.

He shrugged.

"I don't know. Uh...look...we need to talk. I can't be with you. We aren't meant for each other." He said, gently.

"What? What are you talking about? Are you breaking up with me?!" She shouted.

"Yep. I am." He answered, shrugging.

"No! You can't!" She shouted.

"Oh really?! I'm marrying someone I'm not even in love with! I'm only marrying you because our parents wanted us to be married! Well, you know what? You're a constantly. But then, sometimes you're nice. Make up your mind Demi! Being with you is like walking on pins and needles. I can't marry someone like that. I have enough respect for myself to know I deserve better and to walk away. Goodbye Demi." He said,  throwing his ring at her, and leaving the house.

He quickly got to his car, driving like wild fire down the road to Jiyong's house. The second Youngbae got to the house, he knocked on the door, Daesung was the one to answer. Youngbae instantly hugged Daesung tighter than he ever had, kissing him softly. Daesung blushed while his eyes fluttered, gently. Suddenly, Daesung stopped the kiss.

"Y-youngbae...a-are you sure? About...this..?" Daesung whispered, scared.

Youngbae smiled sweetly, biting his lower lip gently, nodding.

"Yes." He whispered back.