He was half asleep when the bed creaked, and the larger body beside him got up, leaving an empty side to which Junho extended his hand to, checking if the older man had actually got up. When he felt that it was empty, Junho frowned and opened his eyes. He saw the older man on the side of the bed, his back facing him. Junho couldn't help but smile at the scratches on the man's back, which was a work done by him on their third round a few hours ago.

Forcing himself to sit up, he watched as the older man picked up the clothes that were scattered on the floor. Separating his clothes with Junho's by putting his clothes on the chair of the hotel room. It's not like the clothes were hard to differentiate anyway, Junho was smaller than him when it comes to size.

"What are you doing Taec.. let's go back to bed~" 

Taecyeon stopped when Junho called him, but he proceeded to get dressed anyway. Ignoring Junho who was now hugging a pillow , the blanket was the only thing covering his lower body part. He watched as the older man tidied his shirt and tucked it under his pants, Junho could only roll his eyes, anyone could still see that messy shirt from a mile away.

"Where are you going Taec…" he asked with a frown when Taecyeon was putting his tie back on.

A sigh was the only thing that came out of the older's mouth. Taecyeon turned to Junho with a look on his face. And of course he knew what that look meant, he was expecting it actually.

"Let's stop this Junho… i can't bring myself to do this anymore"

"You say you can't bring yourself to do this, but every time I call you, you always pick up Taec.. so am I really in the wrong here?"

Junho watched as Taecyeon expressions turned from anger, sadness, to then regret. Perhaps regretting all those times he accepted Junho's offer, the times where he would pick up Junho's call in one ring, the times where he missed or ignored his fiancee's calls since Junho's moans were always loud enough to block the buzzing sound from his bag.

Taecyeon grabbed his bag on the floor, before looking back at Junho again, "I told him you know.. about us.."

Hearing those words come out of Taecyeon's mouth made him interested, because all this time, he never thought the man had it in him. Junho had accepted that this was going to be something between the two of them, but hearing this news, he wasn't lying if he said he was a bit surprised.

"How did he react?"

"How else?" The older mans scoffed, "he almost call off our wedding"

"Oh you mean your fairytale wedding? That would've been too bad, you did spend a lot of money for it"

The older man glared at him, taking cash out of his bag and putting it on the night stand beside the bed.

"What am I some sort of now?" he scoffed at Taecyeon

"I can't drive you home like i used to.. this should be enough to pay for the taxi fare for you"

Junho took the cash from the nightstand and counted it, and Taecyeon was right, it was enough for him to get back home.

Kicking the blanket off, Junho got off the bed, putting the money Taecyeon gave him in his pant's pocket. Before going to the bathroom to grab a towel, because as much as he loved being around Taecyeon, the situation right now was not asking for it.

After wrapping the towel around his hips, Junho leaned on the bathroom doorway, watching as Taecyeon put on his shoe. The older man was about to open the door when Junho couldn't help but ask a burning question in his head.

"So when's the wedding?"

"I'm not allowed to tell you.. Wooyoung doesn't want you to know after all this"

Walking up Taecyeon, Junho wrapped his arms around the older man. Immediately, Taecyeon got stiff with his touch. But Junho didn't let go.

"I thought I was your friend? And Wooyoung's too"

"Junho.. he doesn't even want me to see you anymore, i ing broke a promise with my soon to be husband by meeting up with you, now let go of me or i swear.."

Before Junho could even say anything, Taecyeon pushed his arms off. Opening the door in a hurry and slamming it shut, leaving Junho in the hotel room alone, half , with that empty feeling slowly creeping up on him again.

 

While he was still in the taxi, Junho saw a familiar car at the front of his house. He expected him to be here, he probably already got in with the spare key Junho gave him, but the question was did he come alone?

And the answer was of course not, Chansung never visits here alone, his foreign roommate would always tag along whenever the taller man visits Junho's house. But he never complained, Nichkhun hyung was nice and got along with most of their friends, Wooyoung introduced him to their friend group. He was a friend that Wooyoung made when he went overseas for his job. Nichkhun was only supposed to stay in Korea for a short while, only to visit Wooyoung of course, but Junho noticed that plan was immediately scrapped when he got close to Chansung, maybe a little too close .

Thanking the driver, Junho immediately got out of the car. The car door alerted Nichkhun and Chansung of his presence. The thai man gave him a glare, saying something to Chansung that Junho wasn't able to pick up before going into Junho's house.

He walked up to Chansung, who was obviously disappointed at him. The younger man wasn't someone Junho could read easily, Chansung's expression could mean a plethora of things, but somehow, this time he knew exactly what was on Chansung's head.

"Junho.. can we talk inside?"

Staring at the front door that's already unlocked and opened, Junho was now starting to regret giving Chansung a spare key to his house. What was gonna happen anyway? It's not like Chansung could do anything if something bad were to happen to him.

"Well since you two already made yourself at home.. yeah sure, let's talk inside"

When he first walked inside, Junho was expecting everything but a fist to his face. A yell, a cold shoulder, a glare, cries of how he dared to hurt Wooyoung that way. He expected everything, everything but a fist to his face. The fact that Nichkhun, someone who would barely hurt a fly in Junho's eye, punched him on the cheek, made him realize that maybe he's in deeper trouble than he expected.

He touched his left cheek and hissed in pain, it still sting, it was sure gonna get swollen later if he doesn't get an ice pack quickly.

"ing hell Khun hyung, just wait outside, if you do this it's gonna get worse for everyone"

Nichkhun turned to the younger man with a scowl, before turning back to Junho and pointing his finger at him.

"I hope you're ing happy ruining not only the relationship of your two bestfriends, but your friendship with the two as well.. i hope Wooyoung regrets ever meeting you "

The foreign man stormed outside, not giving a single glance at Junho again. Now Junho wasn't sure what hurt more, the punch Nichkhun gave him, or the words that he just said to him.

He motioned Chansung to sit at the couch while he grabbed an ice pack for himself. The cold bag on his cheek was a bit painful at first, but he doesn't want a swollen cheek tomorrow.

Sitting down on the sofa, Junho looked at Chansung. His friend was looking at him, in a pitiful way, but Junho's pride refused to acknowledge it as a pitiful look. He glared at Chansung before turning his attention to his cats who were sleeping on the cat tower.

"Junho you're an idiot"

"Can you go more in depth to why I am one?"

He could hear Chansung sigh, probably in frustration, or realization of how his friend of fifteen years was actually a homewrecker.

"How long has this been going on with Taec?"

"Around college I'd say? But we don't do it often"

Turning back to Chansung, Junho kept a dead panned expression. When in all honesty, he was tired with all this confrontation, he just wanted to go to sleep. Dealing with Taecyeon earlier already made him so tired, now he had to deal with Chansung asking questions too? Can't the world give him a break?

"College? Junho, that was ten years ago.. and Wooyoung met Taecyeon at college.."

"Yeah.. I met him at the party he hosted at his frat, and it all started from there" 

Junho remembers that frat party a little too well, drowning himself in cheap beer, losing horribly at beer pong, and then bumping into a tall handsome man. Which he woke up next to the morning after, both of them , bodies tangled to each other. And most importantly, an ungodly pain in Junho's .

He would then find out later that the man was named Taecye