Sungjong more on his lemon candy that he got from his fans. He smiled, seeing Howon’s eyes watching his lips carefully. He ruffled his hair reminding himself yesterday’s night in the hotel room they shared. Howon was sitting on the other side of the room, while they were waiting for their turn for the make up. They didn’t talk, they only watched each other. Howon bit his lip. Sungjong on the lemon candy with a smirk, looking away just to look back at Howon with a flirtatious look. He hummed as he stood up, turning back to Howon and bending, fixing his skinny jeans and shoes that didn’t need to be fixed. When he straightened up, he wanted to look at Howon, but in the same moment he felt someone’s body pressing against his. He felt someone’s as arms wrapped around his neck. He smiled as the scent of Howon’s colonge , the same from last night, invade his senses, and then he heard the whisper. “You little tease, the guys gonna notice I’m .” Howon nuzzled into Sungjong’s neck and exhaled loudly. ”Yah! Guys, come here! It’s your turn.” they heard Gyu’s voice. Howon didn’t let go of Sungjong for another minute, thanking God that the skinship among the members was nothing special for others. They all were used to it, so now, when he and Sungjong were together, he could just do simple things like this without much attention from people around and the members.

Last night Howon was rushing back to hotel room with a bag from grocery shop, with two bottles of soju and his favorite taco chips for Sungjong. He stood still when he saw Myungsoo leaving their room, pecking Sungjong’s cheek and cockily smiling while making his way to his and Sungyeol’s room, nodding to Howon while passing him by. Hoya’s eyes were watching Myungsoo for another second before he started to move to the room, ignoring Sungjong that was waiting in the doorway and going straight to his bed, sitting on it, putting the bag on bed, next to himself. He was looking at the carpet while his thoughts were running freely making his mind a mess. Sungjong was talking to him, but it was blurred and he didn’t really know what the other was saying. It took him awhile before he woke up from this state. He looked up and saw Sungjong in bathrobe, blinking at him. “Are you okay?” he asked moving closer. Automatically Hoya moved back. Not even noticing it. Sungjong stopped and tilted his head to the side. “Hoya you are acting weird again, it’s scary.” he said trying to stay calm. Hoya fixed his tie, but realizing his was still in a suit, he loosened it a bit. 
“I really hate it when you make me go to the shop just so you and Myungsoo can behind my back, I only can hope you two didn’t do it on my bed.” Howon said, seeing Sungjong opening his mouth in a shock while shaking his head. “Good.” he added more calmly and grabbed the tv remote turning, the tv on. Sungjong grabbed Howon’s hand suddenly. “Hoya…Why are you like this?” the younger boy asked. 
“Why am I like…what? Just saying the truth. Everyone knows you and Myungsoo like rabbits.” he smirked and moved his eyes back on tv. Sungjong took the remote and turned TV off. “What are you talking about? That’s not true.” he felt his face was blushing red, getting more and more angry inside.
Suddenly it was Howon that pulled Sungjong by the wrist closer, making the younger bend before him, while he peeked under the bathrobe. “Such a beautiful body, such a waste…” he whispered. Sungjong shivered trying to pull back, struggling, tears were escaping his eyes. Hoya felt more angry seeing Sungjong like this, he pushed him onto the bed getting on top of Sungjong while bottles of soju smashed on the floor making loud noises. Sungjong’s wrist was bruised. “Can I?” Hoya asked with a smile. “I promise I will be much better than Myungsoo ever was.” Sungjong started to cry, letting out whimpers. His legs suddenly wrapped around Hoya’s waist, and arms around Hoya’s neck, he clung his body to Howon’s, whispering a soft “Yes.”. Hoya went numb, not being able to say anything more. The next minute he was trying to shake Sungjong off himself, pushing him away, but Sungjong was keeping his hold tight, from time to time kissing Hoya’s neck. “What are you doing?” Howon yelled. “Stop!”. He felt his body shivering under the kisses. Sungjong pulled back his head and looked into Hoya’s eyes. “Myungsoo, not once, asked me to have with him, or other things I would never agree to do, not with him. Almost every day I had to reject him hoping that maybe one day, one day you will stand between him and me and make him give up. It never happened. You never noticed how I share my food and candies with you, how lately I do everything to share a room in hotels with you. How I lend you my neck massager in airplanes when it hurts you or ask you all the time if you are feeling okay or better. You never smile back to the smiles I send you… you never noticed how I try hard to stay close to you, even if I do it shyly and unsure of what your reaction might be, you just don’t see me. And now you are acting like this… Hoya I like you, more than you can imagine. I think I love you… you are such a jerk.” he whispered the last part, closing his eyes and nuzzling into other’s male neck. Hoya was sitting still for a few more moments before he moved his hand to make Sungjong look at him. He looked deep into Sungjong’s eyes and shivered again while leaning to kiss the soft lips of younger boy. It seemed like time stopped that moment. Their tongues shoved into each other’s mouth and connected their lips into a long and passionate kiss.