Degaussing is the process of decreasing or eliminating a remnant magnetic field.

From Monday to Friday, Royal Sapphire High School was always seen so alive and busy with many students filling around the school’s area until evening. It was going on towards eight o’clock when ‘the most honest loving couple’ finished their schedule as a guest in School’s Radio broadcast.

The weather was pretty cold for Sungmin who only wore the School’s sport shirt that night. Due to his tight schedule, the blonde President had not have time to change anything warmer after his horse riding class. He felt moderate–neither cold nor warm– throughout the radio broadcast program in his (rather) thin shirt, but wasn’t anymore when he started to walk out from the studio towards his dorm. Nevertheless, weather was not the reason why he was pouting his lips a little now. His mind was working. Something was bothering him.

With Kyuhyun determined to haunt him and be the last person Sungmin saw today, the couple was walking towards Sungmin’s dorm, side by side, hands not interlaced anymore. Kyuhyun released himself from their grip not very long time after they walked pass the High School area and about to entering the YG building.

That gesture from the rebel provoked something in Sungmin’s mind.

Is he plotting something?

Sungmin was having a doubt with his lover. His thought was not come randomly. It was a conclusion from all of Kyuhyun’s strange behavior since a week ago, plus, his insecurity with respect to his own feeling.

The blonde noticed few things uncommon with Kyuhyun. Sungmin felt that Kyuhyun was making excuses to cover something he hid. For couple of times, the rebel stuttered when talking to him, as if he was nervous. He also blabbered something unrelated to their conversation thus making them change the topic afterwards. Sometimes, Sungmin had a thought that Kyuhyun was avoiding him when they were engaging intimate physical contacts. The rebel would deliberately distanced himself, went somewhere off.

Meanwhile, Lee Sungmin also realized something with his own feeling. Since their first interview, he wanted to become closer with his lover, in a sense of…intimate activities. He often hoped, of course discreetly, that everyday Kyuhyun would initiate some affections which lead to…making out.

It was increasingly rampant after he read Hyukjae’s article about their interview. He finally discovered Kyuhyun’s answer to the question of his quality. Whether Kyuhyun said it honestly or not, Sungmin was infatuated with the rebel’s answer. He was happy to know that Kyuhyun saw himself from the inside, not just on the outside appereances.

Gifted with stunning physical features, Sungmin was actually feeling a little bit uncomfortable if someone praised his looks too much, or when someone judged him a charming person because of his face, skin, hair, etc. His face and looks are a gift that he has without taking much effort, meanwhile, personality and characteristic is more formed with background and experiences in life. Therefore, judging someone based on the looks was never made any sense in Sungmin’s ideology.

Having Kyuhyun said those words in the interview was like what he always imagined if he had a lover–the one who talking to someone else about his inner quality. It also meant that Kyuhyun was not all ual things towards him. Sungmin respected Kyuhyun because of that, and he became more smitten by Cho Kyuhyun. Good heavens, his feeling got to his brain, making him wanted to feel the other’s warmness or being cuddled by Kyuhyun every time. The blonde laughed mentally when he likens himself such animal in mating season.

“-ah…”

Kyuhyun’s voice suddenly filled his ear, interrupting Sungmin’s wandering mind. In response, the blonde glanced up upon his lover who already stood in front of his door. When exactly the rebel walked preceed him, he never knew, and it was not important either.

“Everything okay? You didn’t say any words and pouting the whole time.” Kyuhyun asked, distanced himself from the front door to let Sungmin opened the lock.

Sungmin smiled in response while walking towards the rebel. The blonde was quite thankful that his lover was still paying attention to him.

“Are you hungry Hyung?” Not answering the other’s question, Sungmin’s loving eyes were set on Kyuhyun, looking at him admiringly. “Let’s have Tteokbokki at my place, I know a good recipe.” Sungmin reached and circled his arm on Kyuhyun’s inner elbow, grabbing him by the arm towards the door.

“I’m not hungry.” Kyuhyun answered in a flat tone. The rebel halted his steps from getting further, also stopping Sungmin in the process. “And I’m tired.” He squirmed and released his arm from Sungmin’s hold slowly. “I just want to go back to my dorm now.”

Oh.

Sungmin was a bit surprised as his eyes dilated a little. It took him almost five seconds to finally respond Kyuhyun’s rejection. “Okay then…See you tomorrow…?”

Without voicing any response from his mouth, the rebel just leaned closer to the younger. He bent down his head towards Sungmin’s side face, wanting to kiss him goodnight on the right cheek.

Oh, so it’s on the cheek now?! Not lips anymore?

Sungmin was suddenly feels irritated with Kyuhyun’s upcoming action. Without thinking clearly, the blonde swifted his face to the right and captured the older’s lips, just in time before Kyuhyun’s lips landed on his cheek. He circled his hands on Kyuhyun’s shoulder and locked it behind his nape, securing the almost gone gap between their bodies.

The kiss was flat at first–only lips to lips with minimum movement. Nothing was special until the fifth second of their meeting lips.

The blonde’s lips were starting to scroll smoothly, opening wider and claiming Kyuhyun’s lips hungrily, over and over again. He even nibbled Kyuhyun’s upper lips a little to provoke the rebel’s unresponsive lips.

When Sungmin was about to stuck out his tongue into the kiss, he felt his body being pushed backwards. Also at the same time, Kyuhyun’s lips started to move and kiss him back, equivalent with his burning desires.

With both lips still on each other grappling for dominance, in a fast tempo, Kyuhyun grabbed Sungmin’s hand that locked around his nape, pushed the blonde hard until his back was crashing the door, lifted the blonde’s arms from his shoulder and pinned the younger’s wrists tightly on the door.

The blonde gasped, eyes widening in surprise with the older’s impulsiveness. He surrendered when his arms hanged open wide by Kyuhyun’s hand. Before Sungmin recover from his shock, he felt tongue slipped into his mouth. Kyuhyun’s thick tongue swept his lower teeth and pushed his tongue quite harsh. Kyuhyun was exploring the upper teeth and the ceiling area inside Sungmin’s mouth.

Responding to his Hyung, Sungmin also frenched kiss the former using his tongue. He could feel their tongue twisted with each other, their saliva mixed and transferred.

Without giving any mercy for Sungmin, Kyuhyun took control and the blonde’s lips.

The kiss was too hot for Sungmin until eventually he released his helpless moan. “Mmhhh~”

The blonde President was not holding it anymore, his moans were repeated few times along with Kyuhyun’s eager lips devouring him alive.

Maybe Sungmin’s surrendered moans were too y for Kyuhyun’s ears to hear as he pinned the other wrists tighter, trapping Sungmin’s body closer with him, screwing the other lips harder and faster.

When Sungmin whimpered, Kyuhyun relaxed a little by releasing the blonde’s lips. Still on the other’s face, Kyuhyun moved his lips and pecked Sungmin’s jaw slowly. Smooching gently one by one, he enjoyed his time there before travelled steadily towards the blonde’s cheek area.

“Aahhh!”

In a sudden, Kyuhyun ed his hips forward to Sungmin, making the other pitching his moan. The rebel also snuggled his leg between the younger’s crocth while still giving sweet little pecks all over the blonde’s face. It was unordinary sensation for Sungmin when he felt something his pelvic area. In fact, it was the first time Lee Sungmin experienced something outwards–bulge arousal coming from Kyuhyun–poked him through the fabric of his trousers, despite his knowledge about it from books, TV and education in class.

If mountain biking for 30 minutes could make Sungmin panting hard, hot steamy kisses from Kyuhyun proved to have the same effect. The blonde was still out of breath when Kyuhyun traced the outline of Sungmin’s mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Feeling Kyuhyun’s tongue his outline was ticklish and it made him unpatient. Sungmin moved his lips a little, trying to engage another long kiss with the other whom suddenly pulled off a little. The rebel was retreated himself from the younger, yet still maintaining a very tiny gap between their faces.

Panting, Sungmin was trying so hard to steady his breath. He closed his eyes, and realized that his unoccupied lips were too empty, and lonely. Didn’t know where it came from, but his boyfriend’s kiss was something he yearned right now. While still being held by the rebel, the blonde President shoved his head forward, claiming the other’s lips.

Their lips were brushing for a moment, before Kyuhyun leaned back again, breaking the kiss.

Not a second later, the rebel was coming closer, immediately placed his forehead on Sungmin’s. It was not even millimeters away their face separated from the other.

Kyuhyun was trying hard to maintain his breath. He closed his eyes, clearing his mind and thinking.

He almost went crazy since Sungmin initiated the kiss. His unreleashed desires were at peak and bursted out because he couldn’t control it anymore. The rebel let his lust took over his body, ignoring the fact that they still at the dorm’s hall with high possibility spotted by other students, or CCTV cameras recorded them. The moment was not accommodating either–it was still in the middle of the week with early morning class tomorrow.

“…don’t……” the rebel glanced down, and shook his head slightly, brushing his nose with Sungmin’s pointy one. “Please… Don’t do that again, Min…” He gripped Sungmin’s wrists tighter, pinning it further on the door. “I-I might lose control……” he said breathlessly. Kyuhyun was looking at the other intently. His pair of dark eyes was narrowed when he concentrated his looks on Sungmin.

For the second time, the blonde was trapped again.

This time, his eyes couldn’t see anywhere except Kyuhyun’s pair.

This time, his nose couldn’t smell anything except Kyuhyun’s odor.

This time, his heartbeat couldn’t describe anykind except Kyuhyun’s tension.

It was a total lie to say Sungmin didn’t feel nervous.

In fact, he got shivered all over his body.

Their eyes were still locked on each other, as if hoping and waiting the other to initiate a first move. Their closeness between their bodies and faces was still the same like before, almost without a gap. Their breath was mingling one with another, confusing themselves which was whom.

“Just take some rest…” Kyuhyun finally murmured. Their lips got too close Sungmin could feel its movement on his own lips when the older talked.

“Good night Min-ah...” Kyuhyun glanced up and gave his lover a gentle open-mouthed kiss on the forehead.

After taking his moments for few seconds, he finally released the blonde completely and took his steps away, walking towards his own dorm.

*****

“Excuse moi, what was that?”

“I was asking if there’s any ‘unrated’ thing to do to distract you when you’re ?”

“I hear you, but ‘I was asking’ what kind of question was that?! It’s not even a question!”

“Confuse question kind of thing that came from a confuse kind of guy.”

“You know what handsome, I have client waiting for me, so hearing you talking will only waste my ing time. How about you go to a bar, take few vodka shots and sober yourself?!”

“Bull!! Heechul! I know you have many free times since you only need to serve one client now. And vodka will get me hornier! I need your advice!!” with some kind of fiery voices, Kyuhyun beavered.

It was Wednesday evening when Cho Kyuhyun decided to dial Kim Heechul’s mobile phone. The rebel went directly to his dorm in a rush after finishing another interview with the blonde President for the School’s radio program. There was nothing 'dangerous' happened, everything went quite safe. However, yesterday was another different story, when they had their study session. During his stay at the latter’s room, Kyuhyun couldn’t bear the tense and nervous he felt all over his body which started since Lee Sungmin opened the door for him.

The blonde President welcomed him wearing a skin-tight v-neck shirt and knickers. He just finished taking a shower with towel still propped on his crown, covering a part of his face. Sungmin’s face was fully exposed when he moved the towel to ruffle his wet hair. At the time Sungmin pulled his lips making an alluring smile to greet him, Kyuhyun found himself difficult to swallow, and inhale some oxygen.

The phone conversation between Kyuhyun and Heechul went to absolute silence. There was no sound coming from Heechul’s line after few outraged words he said to the pretty man. And it made the rebel wandering, in disguise. “Yah!! Are you still there?”

After another mere seconds passed, a reply came from the . “Yes. Kyuhyun. I’m just wandering what kind of are you, asking for a help in such tone and attitude??”

“I’m not asking for your help. I need advice from someone who is very mastered and experienced in this field.”

“Oh cut the crap Cho! It’s the same thing! Besides, you called me just because Zhoumi is in Paris rite? You just lonely and doesn’t have friend to talk to.”

Kyuhyun inhaled his cigarette in pique. “Do you want to help me or not?” He held his mobile phone tighter.

“I thought you’re not asking for a help.”

To be really honest, Heechul was right. Cho Kyuhyun needed someone to talk, and Zhoumi was in Paris now with his client, slash boy toy. There’s no way he is going to pick up Kyuhyun’s phone call. And the roaming is expensive too. So, Zhoumi was not an option. The rebel didn’t have any other choice except going for Heechul, the most tamed and polite in Super Generation club. Yes, of course, ‘the most tamed and polite’ was sarcastic, very much sarcastic.

Kyuhyun finally heard a soft sigh from the other line, before the said his words again. “Okay… Shoot! Fill me in.”

Hearing Heechul’s agreement made the rebel’s face lit up a little, he tossed his cigarette in a mere second and changed his cellphone’s position to another ear.

“I only have 10 minutes for you, so don’t give me bull and wrap your words into the point.” Heechul warned before Kyuhyun could manage to say a word.

This ! I’m not even said anything yet.

The rebel snapped mentally. However, knowing Heechul’s character, he decided not to audibly it out loud. “The thing is… I got really recently and needed to get rid of it.”

The telephone line went to complete silence once again for few seconds.

“Okay, I will pretend that you got brain damage to even say those. As for your problem… Easy, have …or e.”

Kyuhyun rolled his eyes in annoyance, without thinking that Heechul absolutely won’t get his ‘what the are you saying?!’ expression. “I can’t have and e as I like!! What if I was in class, and suddenly I felt ?! You want me to get suspended?!”

“Whoa, easy tiger! It was the right thing to do. Just like what is the best way to get rid of your sleepy state? Go to sleep! By the way, don’t tell me you really got in class…”

Kyuhyun was hesitated to reply the last sentences. “Well…few times.” he finally murmured, in a very fast tempo so it was blurred to hear.

“ you Cho!!”  Heechul blurted out. His loud laugh was following after. It seemed, the pretty guy still manage to hear the rebel clearly.

Being disguised, Kyuhyun took his cellphone away from his ear for a good distance. The loud noise and mocking laugh from Heechul was the last thing he want for his great hearing.

“Hahah!! What happened to you?!” Heechul stopped his words for a moment to release another laugh. “Your teacher shown a stripped dance or something??!!” He still laughed in between his words. “Or, or, don’t tell me you got when your teacher is explaining something in front of the class. Tsk, tsk, tsk… That’s what I called y and naughty!”

“Shut up!! It’s not like that!” Kyuhyun protested before the other got wild with his own imagination. The rebel scraped his crown a little, feeling a little bit gel latched on his fingers. “It-it was… Sungmin who got me like this.” He finally revealed, with a very much awkward tone.

“Sungmin?! The cute blondie???”

“Yes. Sungmin. My cute blondie.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever… What did the cutie do to make you feel ? Sungmin gave you a ? d you during class, or what?”

Suddenly, the memory of his fantastic dream invaded the rebel’s head in a haste speed.

~Kyu-hyung… You’re really hard…~

And Kyuhyun almost choked to death. With a lot of effort, he finally managed to control his respiration and replied. “Could you please not mixing and Sungmin together into one sentence?! And No… No, Heechul! Sungmin is not like that!!” He protested, even though in his deep down heart, Kyuhyun was so ing tempted to have Sungmin like that. The rebel admitted, his y somewhat friend was right, from Sungmin during class is indeed very y…and hot.

“It’s…It’s actually worse than that. Sungmin didn’t do anything, and I don’t know why, I always see him very y, sparkling and tempting. All I know, he always gave me thrills that go directly to my buddy down there… And you know what happened afterwards…”

“What? You release yourself?”

“Sometimes… But most of the times, I couldn’t!! Sungmin was always there! Even when I went to the toilet to release myself, he would come after me if I took more than 5 minutes inside the toilet!” Kyuhyun gritted his teeth when he suddenly remembered what happened inside the boys toilet two days ago. He was out of words and wanted to kill himself when Sungmin knocked on his door stall’s toilet at the same time he almost reached his and sprayed his seeds. As a result, he injured his lower lip because he bit it so hard to hold his almost released moans.

For Kyuhyun, the only horrible thing came in having a same gender relationship is… you don’t have any privacy, at all. And it will back-fired you when you want to hide something embarrassing from your lover.

“Was he ever caught you with big bulge?”

Heechul’s question interrupted the rebel’s thought.

“Guess not… He was too naïve to assume something as big bulge. One time, during Biology class in lab, he tripped, and accidentally sat on my lap. Since the microscope was in front of me, he stayed until the end of the class. He shifted his position several times making his had a very nice contact with my thighs. While he was talking, being clueless and all, I was suffering to hold my arousal down there.”

Soft chuckle was come from the other line before Heechul said. “Are you sure he was being clueless? He definitely teased you handsome boy! You’re the one who being clueless here. Anyway ert, when was the last time you had ?”

“Not sure… I think several days before you came back from Milan.”

“ you!! You never had with him?! Or anybody else??!!”

Kyuhyun cleared his throat. “Well, I think… He is still not ready to have … It’s going to be his first time. And…I want to do it right. I-I want him to have a great memory when he loses his ity…” Kyuhyun stuttered a little bit. He seemed nervous with his own words, although no one couldn’t deny that there is a certainty in his tone, including Heechul who realized and went silent for few seconds.

“Who are you and bring Cho Kyuhyun back!”

Kyuhyun suddenly alarmed, he felt intrigued that the other mocking him while he was not in the mood to play around. “What the Kim Heechul! I’m being serious here!!”

“ sake!! What happened to Cho Kyuhyun who always has at least twice a week?! Cho Kyuhyun who likes to change partners?! Now, you’re talking about ity and the right time to have ??!!”

Two things Kyuhyun regretted in his life until today, calling Kim Heechul and discussing his problem with the ‘flamboyantly pain in the ’ in the whole club.

“Hey! Hey!! I didn’t ask your little mouth to judge me!”

“I mean- Come on~ Are you serious about what you said?! You and I know very well that there is no right thing about except lust. It’s physical contact Kyuhyun, not emotional!”

Kyuhyun would not against that theory, he agreed with Heechul’s words. It was what he believed about . The rebel never put emotion into other than glorious feeling when he reached . For him, the only purpose to have is, to satisfy his lust–which will happen on . After that, it was nothing.

“Maybe we only know like that…” Kyuhyun affirmed the other’s opinion.

However, the rebel didn’t want Sungmin had the same perspective like him. He wanted the blonde President believed that was not just an activity to satisfy his own need. Not an activity based on a personal ego to feel good thus the partner would not matter anymore.

, maybe a lightning struck into my head last night.

Kyuhyun thought to himself. It was freaking him out a little because he had thought about in a different point of view now, unlike he used to believe. Of course it was also ironic when he realized how a certain man, namely Lee Sungmin, made him see a new perspective in picturing .

Soft chuckle came from Kyuhyun before he added, in a clear sentence. “But I want Sungmin understand better than how we know it… I want him to have a wonderful thinking about because he experienced it not only with lust, but also with happiness, and with the right person he desired.”

Again, it was quite afterwards. No words being spoken from the other line. It seemed…Heechul was speechless. Kyuhyun assumed there were two possibilities. The pretty didn’t expect ‘such thoughtful words’ coming out of his mouth, or…he just trying to figure out who was the person that he talked to that obviously not Cho Kyuhyun, at all.

“Okay, you can judge me now.” The rebel surrendered himself when the silence took pretty long time it made him uncomfortable.

Whatever reason that made Heechul went into ‘out of words’ condition, seconds later, a very soft friendly laugh was heard from Kyuhyun’s phone.

“Hear me out ‘whoever you are right now’. Just considered that I’m drunk now and you’re possessed by a ‘wiseman spirit’, whatever we discussed on this phone conversation, stayed on this phone, okay.”

Kyuhyun was smirking and hummed in agreement before Heechul continued.

“If you want the cutie blondie, let him know. Show him how much you desired him, how many times he turned you on in your wild imagination, how effortlessly tempting he looked in your eyes, how you had a hard time to restrain yourself, and how you wanted to have with him so ing bad.”

“Wh-what if he isn’t ready yet?” Kyuhyun was a little bit hesitated to ask the question.

“ing god!! How I miss the overly confident Cho Kyuhyun right now. Get a grip Cho!! How do you know he wasn’t ready yet??! Maybe he only waited for you to take an action! You’ll never know, unless you show him. Be a man and talk to him Kyuhyun!”

“I just don’t want Sungmin to hate me because I’m scaring him off or something! That’s why every time we shared heated kiss, I always stopped in the middle before I couldn’t control myself going to the next base.”

“Now I see why you became ually frustrated…” Heechul was chuckling afterwards. “No he won’t Kyuhyun. If he likes you that much and wanted you as much as you wanted him, he won’t hate you. Maybe he would say it was not the right time, but he wouldn’t hate you for sure.”

Through the years, there are few moments that we would remember clearly and wouldn’t forget for the rest of our lives, as if it was always lingered in some part of our memory. Kyuhyun just had one of those moments–a time when Heechul was in his full sanity to knock a little sense to him.

The rebel pulled his lips, making a little smile. He was relieved now, after hearing Heechul’s advice. The rebel took back his words before, and maybe he won’t say this for the second time, but he was glad that he called the right person by the name of Kim Heechul to discuss about his problem.

Rustling sounds from the other line made Kyuhyun alarmed from his own thought. The rebel also vaguely captured someone talking to Heechul with a deep bass voice on the background. Afterwards, he heard the ’s flirty voice replying in a distant.

“Hǎo-hǎo, wǒ zhīdào. Xièxiè, Yīngjùn.”

(Yes, I know. Thank you, handsome)

Mandarin?

Kyuhyun was raising his eyebrows in surprise.

Kim Heechul?! Since when?

His expression was changed and his face started to crumple, showing his suspicion.

“Hey Cho, since you-”

“You don’t speak Chinese…” Kyuhyun cut the other’s words before the finished his sentence. “And you’re not the type to learn something new either.”

“Oh, shut up!”

“Hmm, where are you now?”

“Cut it out! I’m at Incheon airport. I told you that I am going to meet my client!”

“But your client is Italian, you’re supposed to learn Italian. Why do you suddenly can speak Mandarin?” Kyuhyun asked in curiosity.

“Oh Kyuhyun, I don’t need to learn Italian. My client and I are pretty good in understanding each other with body language.” Short laugh was heard from Heechul.

“Of course. But that’s not answering my question. Who is he, the guy that talked to you?” The rebel interrogated, feeling very much eager to know more about it.

“Which guy?”

“The guy that you defined as handsome.”

“Oh ! You speak Mandarin too now?! Great.”

Kyuhyun was smirking. Well, hanging out with Zhoumi sure made additional benefit to him as he understand and speak pretty much mandarin.

“He is my client’s bodyguard, Cho! And-”

“You ed him right?” The rebel snapped out, cutting the other’s words once again.

“None of your business!

Kyuhyun couldn’t help himself to make a mocking chuckle. “Now I see why you agreed to have an exclusive contract with this mad Italian mafia’s daughter.”

“Shut up! I’ll hang up now!”

“Just be careful not to get caught Chul. She killed her husband that easy, let alone a Korean .”

“Aaww~ That’s so sweet of you concerning about me! How about you said that to me after you ed that cute little blondie, hmm?”

Heechul’s mockery was the last thing Kyuhyun heard before the hung up their phone conversation. The rebel just chuckled in response. “Tsk! This guy…”

*****

Repeated collision’s sounds between ceramics and steel was filling the air in the President’s office, as a brown haired boy was stirring two cups of cinnamon milk tea, alternatively. Kim Ryeowook was humming a ballad song while doing his task. He sipped the hot beverage a little with spoon before smiling in contentment and commented “Perfect.”

“When is the invitation letter’s production for Charity Ball finished from printing company?” A question, coming from ‘worn-out looked’ blonde President on his chair, perked up.

Ryeowook turned his body and walked towards Sungmin’s working desk with a tray containing tea set and a plate of cookies. “Tomorrow. And it will be distributed soonly after.” The petite man answered.

“Have you finished the entire guest list, including the VIPs?” Sungmin glanced up from his paper works to have an eye contact with his Secretary.

The boy being questioned put the tray down on the table and placed it quite far from Sungmin’s mount of documents. “It’s in the red file binder on the first stack on your left. I finished it yesterday President.” He took a cup and placed it at a small free space on Sungmin’s right side. “Please check that later. I want to have a punctual high tea this afternoon.”

Sungmin who was in the middle of taking the binder, suddenly halted and made a soft smile. The blonde President retreated his movement and turned his attention to Ryeowook, who already seated comfortably across the table.

“It must be done today Wookie. I need to check all the guestlist before we send invitations tomorrow.” The blonde made a pleading face to his best friend.

“But your body needs a break Sungmin! Look at you, already looked tired and pale. You definitely need sugar!” Ryeowook stood up and walked abruptly to Sungmin’s chair. He took possession of the red file binder before Sungmin. “I’ll keep this until we finished our high tea session.” He hugged the binder tightly onto his chest, making a lot of unnecessary protection.

If Sungmin had any energy left, he definitely would fight against Ryeowook and take over the binder. But life sometimes was the opposite of what you wished for. Truth remained that he would need a lot of effort to stand up, moreover to walk towards the other who already sat back on his previous chair. The blonde President was very tired to do that. And yes, he would need a lot of sugar to continue his paper works.

Not arguing anymore, he finally nodded to Ryeowook. “Okay, I’ll take the whole cookies then, and you get nothing.”

Ryeowook grinned in delicacy. “Suit yourself President.” The younger took his own cup and sipped it without a sound while still setting his eyes on Sungmin.

Sungmin was stirring his tea few times. Like being absorbed by the drink, his eyes were concentrating on the sweet liquids inside the cup. Ryeowook saw how his President’s eyes turned hollower in every mixture he made. Blank and slightly dead’s vision of Sungmin was not Sungmin at all. And it raised a conclusion in the smaller boy’s head. Something was not right.

“Sungmin... Did you sleep well? You seemed off somewhere for a minute. Is the whole couple cover stories thing tired you out?” Ryeowook asked, one question after the other. By the sound of his tone, Sungmin could say he was quite eager and pushy.

“I haven’t slept last night.” Sungmin glanced up from his cup. “The cover stories activities were okay, not that demanding, and I think I can manage my time. But…yeah… There’s another issue…” The blonde took sips of his milk tea.

“Despite the obvious PDA with your boyfriend everywhere, did you have a fight with Cho Kyuhyun?” Ryeowook guessed, before sipped another amount of his milk tea.

Sungmin looked down on his drink again before shook his head a little. “No, we're fine… But yeah, it’s still about him.”

“Okay…” Ryeowook’s face was crumpled a little, waiting Sungmin to continue his story.

“Wookie… How do you see me and Cho Kyuhyun’s interaction?”

The boy being questioned was taken a back for mere seconds before answered. “Well, you guys seemed comfortable doing all those body languages that saying ‘hey, we are an item, so back off’ kind of thing. And not only in the media, but also in real life.”

“That’s the thing. You know what Wookie, believe it or not, recently, Kyuhyun only did those acts when we’re in public, when somebody else was there, as if trying to make a statement, or…build an image.”

Ryeowook’s face became more crumpled.

Not waiting the other to respond, Sungmin resumed. “We’re less intimate in our private time, and much more closer when we were in public. There was even one time, he resisted my kiss, and asked me not to do it again when it was just the two of us.” He revealed, without even seeing Ryeowook’s surprised face.

“Are you implying that you want to do a further intimate things with him during your private time?!” The secretary raised one of his eyebrow, judging his President completely.

The blonde was startled for seconds before he regained his concentration. “No! Not like that…” he protested. “Well, it’s not what I was pointing at… But… I’m afraid that he got hidden motives with this whole PDA things…” He held his cup tighter. “I don’t want him to show affections just because of an image to build, or for the sake of his interest…”

“Since I assured he hid something from me, last night… I was thinking about few possibilities that might become his motives… The more I thought about it, the more I got anxious, and the more possibilities occurred. Next thing I knew, morning was finally came.”

Ryeowook took a plate of cookies and shoved it closer to Sungmin. “Take a bite. Seems like you need these...” The small brown haired boy offered.

Not saying any reply, Sungmin followed the suggestion and took the cookie, only to place it inside his mouth.

“And I’m telling your Hyungs about this.” Ryeowook said, making the blonde suddenly glanced up to him, with confused face.

“You’re stress Sungmin. You needed your Hyung to take care of your health, listening your troubles and give solutions to erase your doubts.” He added.

*****

Sungmin glanced up from his papers.

21.07 pm.

It was what he saw on his clockwork inside the President’s office. The blonde was staying late, since many things needed to be done. Charity Ball was getting nearer, several papers were waiting for his review and signature, so overtime was unavoidable.

The blonde President had finished with all of his paperworks and started to gather everything based on its file binder. Half eaten pasta was on his right table, proving that he didn’t eat much for dinner.

After all papers were put in the right file, Sungmin stacked all of the thick binders and stood up. He felt a little bit dizzy when he lifted his own body. Trying to ignore it, he started taking steps toward his wooden cabinet with thick binders full on his hands. Not even halfway there, the blonde realized that his steps were getting more and more heavier.

A blurred vision of his entrance door was the last thing Sungmin saw before he collapsed and lose his grip over the binders, making all of it floored down with a loud sound.

*****

Last: Hope you enjoy!