Baekho's POV

 

"You're a mess." I whispered. Taking the tissue, I wiped away the running eyeliner. "God you look like a raccoon." I said and laughed softly.

 

"I'm sorry." Ren whispered. "I didn't mean to cry like such a baby." Frowning, I lowered my hand and stared at him. He wasn't a baby, though he did cry like one. But I understood, he was scared of having , scared of losing me, and I was scared of losing him. But I knew I was going to do anything to keep him close to me.

 

"Don't be sorry. We took it slow didn't we?" I asked with a grin. A flush spreads cross his cheeks and I chuckled. He was just so damn cute.

 

"Actually we moved a whole lot faster than I thought we would." Ren admitted and I nodded. We moved fairly quickly the moment we got into the room. But he didn't stop me and I didn't get carried away. I played to his needs and when he finally choked up, like I knew he would, I stopped and just held him until he stopped crying.

 

And that's how we ended up in the bathroom . It was nice, what we did and we both got off at least once, I think Ren got off twice though. It wasn't until I tried him that he had issues. And I wasn't sure I was doing it right. Didn't really have time to look up how to have gay , or ask anyone really. Anyone being Aron and Minhyun.

 

"We did and it was fun right?" I asked, slipping my arms around his waist, pulling him close to me.

 

"It was." Ren said and smiled. His arms wrapped around my waist and I smiled. I liked being in his arms as much as I liked holding him in mine. Before I always thought that this was a friendly gesture, but looking back, deep down I knew I liked this more than a friend should. I liked holding Ren and touching him and now, I love kissing him. Another thing I got upset up about when he closed up towards me.

 

"And it didn't get uncomfortable until the end right?"

 

"Right." Ren said with a nod.

 

"So see, you weren't scared of everything. Just the big thing. Which we can work on okay?" I said and kissed his cheek gently.

 

"I know we can." Ren said as he stared up at me. Sighing, he rested his head on my shoulder. Rocking him gently, I his back. "I still feel so embarrassed that I cried like that. You hadn't really done anything, just touched me." He whispered.

 

"And it's okay." I said and pulled back. Grabbing Ren's chin, I lifted his head so he could stare at me. "Baby it's scary. I know I would feel the same if you were doing that to me. I understand, so don't feel embarrassed." I told him.

 

"And I won't do it again until your ready, no matter how long that takes." I assured him.

 

"Really?" Ren asked, eyes wide. I nodded to him and he grinned. "Oh Baekho! I love you so much!" He exclaimed as he moved his arms from my waist to my neck and kissed me happily. I let out a small laugh as our lips met, my arms tightening as I held him against me tightly. Pulling back, I my lips.

 

"I love you too Ren." Kissing him again, I sighed happily. "Let's go back to the bed now. I think we have enough time to please each other again before someone comes looking for us." I said. Ren nodded eagerly and stepped away from me. Letting him go, I took his hand and led him out if the bathroom and back to the bed for a little more loving.

 

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Minhyun's POV

 

Oh my god, I can't believe all that has happened in the past few weeks and the tour isn't even over yet! I can only imagine what's going to happen when we get home. And I'm not looking forward to it. I love Ren to death and all, but he is seriously ing up this relationship he's in. I understand he's scared of , I was too at first, but I didn't let that fear stop me and Aron. But Ren is different than me, far more...what's the word?

 

Delicate? 

 

Sensitive?

 

Feminine?

 

A combination of all those words. He is...our maknae and he takes things differently than the rest of us. He's also stubborn as a damn horse and if he doesn't open his eyes and realize what he's doing to his relationship, he's going to regret it. Baekho isn't a saint either. He's not helping the situation at all, but I can't blame the guy. He looks so lost when I stare at him and I feel so bad.

 

But that doesn't excuse him for his actions and he deserved each and every punch he got from me. But hopefully with JR talking to them, everything will work out. They'll work it out somehow and we won't feel so much tension. I'm sure our fans feel the tension at the concerts.

 

And let's not get on the subject of Aron. I don't know what was up with him and trying to get me and JR to work on things. So far we have, going at our own pace. I'm fact, we're almost back to normal. We can hold civil conversations, we can be alone together for a short time. While I don't think I could ever forgive him for what he did, he is slowly gaining back my trust and we are becoming friends again. I'm thankful for that. I do miss the times JR and I would just hang out together. Those were the good old days.

 

Stretching, a grunt left me as bones cracked and I felt so much better. Walking to my door, I pulled out the room key and slid it into the slot. Waiting for green, I opened the door and walked in. It was quiet, which was strange because I had left Aron alone. It had taken a lot of convincing to the two that I wouldn't go find Baekho and kill him. I believed JR when he said that Ren and Baekho were going to work on their relationship, so I wasn't going to interrupt that and possibly ruin the chances of them ever getting back together.

 

Walking into the open room, I stared at the bed and smiled. The old man was fast asleep. I shouldn't say that though, making fun of Aron like that. The other had been sounding horse lately and seemed sluggish as of late. I think he's getting sick and I feel so bad for him. Which means we're probably going to miss him at one or more concerts.

 

Shaking my head, I moved to the small table by the window and sat down. I looked over the mess of papers, pictures and random items fondly. A blue piece of paper caught my attention and I picked it up. It was a small note from JR. 

 

'Minhyun,

 

I tucked Aron-hyung in. He said he wasn't feeling good and he looked a bit sick. I'll let manager-hyung know so we can get him taken care of so hopefully he won't miss any of the concerts on the tour. I checked on Ren and Baekho while you were out and they were getting to know each other...on the bed I sleep on in the room I share with Baekho.

 

I didn't mean to catch them, but I did and it got me to thinking on things, things I've been thinking about on and off for the past few months. It's crazy what's going on in my head and I don't understand it. But there is something inside me that's just, I guess screaming at me.

 

Anyway, I'm sure I've got you confused now, so I'll just tell you what I need to tell you and work out the rest later when you confront me about it.

 

 Minhyun, I love you.  

 

See you later at rehearsal.

 

Your leader, 

 

Jonghyun~'

 

I read the note about three or four times more and each time my heart skipped a few beats. Despite what we've been through, and the fact that I probably will never forgive him for being a closed minded homophobic , I still love him.  JR was the first man I've ever loved, though not the first guy I've liked, which are two totally different feelings. He's my first love and all I've ever wanted was for him to love me too.

 

And nearly six months and countless dates and love making with Aron later, he finally says it. And worst of all, my first thought is to dump Aron and go to JR. But I can't do that. Aron has been there for me through it all. He's the second man I've ever loved and I do love him. But the prospect of being with JR, it's almost irresistible. I'm not that kind of person, and I know if I go to JR like that, Aron would think I was simply using him and that's not the case.

 

Oh god, what do I do?

 

I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash. Getting up, I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and moved to the bed Aron was laying on. Pulling back the covers, I crawled in behind him. Pulling the covers back up, I slid my arm around his waist and kissed his cheek gently. He shifted back against me and moaned softly, but never woke.

 

"I love you." I whispered softly as I got comfortable, spooning him. Resting my head on the pillow, I stared at the back of his head for a moment before closing my eyes.

 

What the hell am I going to do?

 

 

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED~