I laughed so hard when I read the comments about the . You guys are as thirsty as I am hahaha. We'll all meet in hell hahaha. 

Ok this is an update before I leave for Korea. Actually I'm in the plane right now. We're taking off *Click update* 

See you soon (when I'm back on earth hahaha). Take care :) 

Jongin woke up to an angelic face and the most comfortable warm next to him. He couldn’t remember the last time he fell asleep next to someone else. Maybe he never did. He wasn’t the type to cuddle. Damn it, he hadn’t even had a teddy bear as a child. Yet, having Kyungsoo in his arms felt so right. He could be used to this feeling, the gang leader thought.

“Good morning,” Jongin greeted as Kyungsoo opened his eyes. The smaller didn’t reply. Instead, all Kyungsoo did was staring at him emotionlessly. After a few seconds, Kyungsoo sat up, looking around. Then, reality hit him hard as he looked down the blanket, only to discover his body.

“Holy , what the ?” He exclaimed while jumping off the bed, looking for his clothes.

“Baekhyun,” Jongin called out in confusion. “What’s wrong?”

“What the hell happened last night?” Kyungsoo asked in shock. However, Jongin was much more shocked. He now got the idea, Kyungsoo might have forgotten last night. That bastard of a half-brother did drug the smaller boy.

“Baekhyun, calm down,” Jongin said, reaching out for Kyungsoo, but Kyungsoo stepped back.

“Did we…?” Kyungsoo asked while putting on his shirt.

“Yes, we did,” Jongin answered.

“Why?”

“Why?” Jongin repeated the question. He couldn’t think of a proper way to answer it. “Because we love each other?” His mind suggested. But was it love?

“Because…” Jongin tried to find the right words but failed. Kyungsoo patiently waited for Jongin’s explanation. Yet, watching the taller struggling looking for an answer, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Jongin's eyebrows raised as he realized the situation.

“You remembered,” Jongin exclaimed and Kyungsoo’s laughter only got louder.

“You should have seen your face,” Kyungsoo added. By that Jongin approached the other boy, pulling Kyungsoo back to bed for a kiss.

“Do you want to kill me with a heart attack?” Jongin asked, acting mad.

“That’s your punishment for being a to me lately,” Kyungsoo replied.

“You’re gonna pay for that,” Jongin whispered in Kyungsoo’s ear before playing kisses on the smaller’s neck. Kyungsoo moaned, and Jongin took that as an encouragement to continue. Just then Kyungsoo’s phone rang. Recognizing the ringtone, Kyungsoo pushed Jongin away.

“Leave it,” Jongin said, pulling Kyungsoo back into his arms.

“Jongin, let go,” Kyungsoo demanded as he reached for his phone. Jongin, still holding on his husband, buried his face in Kyungsoo’s neck again and worked his way down.

“You can answer the call, but I won’t stop.” He stated.

“You want to do that while I’m on the phone … with my mom?” Kyungsoo raised his eyebrows, waiting for an answer he already knew.

“Great, you mood killer,” Jongin called out, finally letting go.

“May I?” Kyungsoo tactfully waved with his phone to signal his need for privacy. Jongin nodded.

“I’ll be taking a shower,” the taller said, placing a soft kiss on Kyungsoo’s lips.

While the cold water running through his body, it came to his mind that Baekhyun’s mom ran away when he was young. How old was Baekhyun at that time? Four or Five? How is it possible he was talking to his mom? Grabbing the towel, Jongin got out of the shower to eavesdrop the conversation.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to lie to you… I know… I know… Ok… I got it... Ok… I