Seungcheol was having the nicest dream. Visions of peach and pineapple and coconut cream filled his mind as he smiled to himself and rolled over. He buried his face deep inside the soft luxurious pillow and let the cool sensation of the Egyptian cotton brush against his warm skin. He didn’t want to open his eyes.

The golden creep of dawn was starting to filter in through his eyelids and he rolled over again. He heard soft breathing next to him, faint and gentle, and he reached out to find her. He ran his fingers across Luda’s bare shoulder before reaching up and her long silky hair. But something was off, it ran too quickly through his fingers, and suddenly his dream wasn’t a dream anymore.

“Jeonghan.” Seungcheol sighed heavily as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. “What are you doing in here?” Seungcheol clutched the blankets tightly around his bare chest to cover his body as he stared down at the bare shoulder and back of his boss. “Jeonghan….” He let go just enough to shake his shoulder and try to get the man to wake up.

Finally Jeonghan was roused enough to roll onto his back. He opened his eyes a little, dark lashes fluttering to life around the heavily lidded chocolate irises, and a soft and genuine smile broached the fine features of his face. “Oh… sorry Cheollie. I had a bad dream….” Jeonghan sat up a little and the sheets fell from his body revealing his bare top half. “Too much wine….. I just didn’t want to be alone….”

The small smile was so soft and childlike, so shy and even a little embarrassed, Seungcheol felt himself smile back. He let his eyes wander over Jeonghan’s bare body, taking in the expanse of flawless skin, his body pale and thin and soft looking. “I am sorry.” Jeonghan reiterated as he sat up properly. “Jeonghan please tell me you have pants on.” Seungcheol sighed as he realised he was and in bed with his boss. “Yep.”

Jeonghan’s expression quickly changed from sleepy to flirty as he tried to grab the sheets from Seungcheol’s hands. “But you don’t do you?” he pulled at them a little and Seungcheol gripped them tightly and without thinking he let them slip down to his waist. “Oh my god. Cheollie what happened to you?” Jeonghan’s face changed again, concern and fascination combined, when he saw the huge angry looking scar on Seungcheol’s chest.

“Ah… I was shot….” He blushed as he spoke. He hated talking about the shooting. People always looked at him like some kind of victim, like he needed to be coddled and taken care of, but Jeonghan just smiled that soft and real smile that was fast growing on Seungcheol. “Tell me what happened? Please?” he asked as he let Seungcheol gather the blankets around his ness again.

“There’s not much to tell. It was a drug bust, things went wrong, and it ended badly. Um… my deputy was trying to make it to cover and they shot at him, I pushed him out the way, bullet to the chest….” S