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Energy surged through him, far lesser than what he’d experienced only a few weeks prior, but enough that Dan felt his fingers tighten around the hand he was holding. The headache that hadn’t entirely gone away from the day before roared back to life, making Dan feel like his head was in a vice, with someone carefully twisting the knobs to make it tighter every minute that went by. While he’d been used to uncomfortable or outright unpleasant guiding before, it seemed it had only gotten worse since he left Team Black behind. He really didn’t want to think too hard about why. 

“Thanks, man,” the bright eyed Esper told him with a big grin. He shook his hands out with an awed expression. Apparently, most of the Espers here were still amazed at how good a lower class Guide’s guiding could feel. 

Dan felt a smile mirror on his own face even as he felt sweat drip down his back. Guiding dozens of Espers a day was what he’d signed up for, but he was realizing exactly how exhausting it could be. 

“You’re welcome,” he said, waving the Esper off. 

“Guide Kim,” the manager called moments later. “Your turn for lunch.” 

“Yes, ma’am,” Dan relied. He packed up his bag and left the tent designated for Guides. It wasn’t nearly as fancy as the offices back at the guild but it was functional and easy to replace in case it got damaged during an attack. Which it did almost every day. There was no way for them to avoid the debris, the blood or anything else that came their way during the day. This was the third tent this week alone but nobody complained. At least they had somewhere to work. 

The work itself was as Dan knew it; guiding as many Espers as he possibly could during his shifts. The only difference was that there was no nice office, no scheduled guiding and no proper order to things. The Espers came by as they needed, no rhyme or reason to their visits. That’s how it was on the outskirts of town, where the most portals opened up. 

Dan was working on the front lines as a Guide, the highest paying position but also the most dangerous there was. He’s not an Esper, he couldn’t protect himself or fight back like they could, but that didn’t stop him from signing up. He’d realized how widely compatible he was after his time with Team Black and he could handle nearly any level of Esper, making him the perfect field Guide. His only issue was how quickly he got fatigued but he’d find a way around it, he was sure. This was the only job that suited him, the only job he could think of that would pay enough for him to be able to pay Jaekyung back and still have a place to live. 

It was a rundown part of town, a tiny house squished in between several others just like it, but Dan didn’t mind. This was what he’d expected and probably where he belonged if he really thought about it. He’d held onto the old house because of his grandmother, but she wasn’t here anymore. His place on Team Black was determined by his worth, by how effective he was with Jaekyung, and he’d already failed them once. There was no reason to prolong the inevitable and so he’d taken the first available position. Jaekyung would find a proper Guide, a better one. Someone who fit his lifestyle and the team’s dynamic. Someone who could put Jaekyung first at all times. Someone who wasn’t Dan. 

He’d opted for going freelance; the association with Jaekyung opened many doors for him despite the rampaging rumors but Dan didn’t feel comfortable taking any of the offers. He’d rather help where he was needed, where he could do the most guiding. It took his mind off of things. 

Jaekyung. It took his mind off of Jaekyung. 

Because no matter what he did or how many days went by, Dan still couldn’t get the Esper out of his head. He was relieved when Namwook had told him Jaekyung was okay, that he was recovering, but he’d also felt immensely guilty. He’d barely woken up himself before he’d talked to Coach about quitting. Of course, he’d tried to persuade Dan to stay, but there really was no reason to even try. He’d made up his mind. 

Just because he’d been the one to sever their ties didn’t make it hurt any less though. It didn’t take a genius to see that Dan had fallen for the cold-hearted, grumpy Esper. Logically, he couldn’t explain why. Jaekyung was moody, more times than not he was outright rude, he seemed to only be able to see his own needs and wants as important. But he was also the quiet man who watched movies at night because he couldn’t fall asleep. He was the one, who took Dan shopping and argued good-naturedly about the groceries they needed. He was one who provided Dan with a home, with a paycheck and most of all with a break from all the chaos in his life. It seemed simple and even a little dumb for Dan to fall for someone who put little to no effort into other people, but here he was. Unable to shake those feelings off. 

Absence makes the heart grow fonder definitely had some truth to it. But Dan knew that he couldn’t dwell on those feelings forever. It wasn’t healthy and all it did was leave his heart aching and his thoughts running in circles. He had to be logical and mature, even if it felt like he was going through a heartbreak. It wasn’t like they’d been dating or even in the stages leading up to it; Jaekyung had wanted sex and Dan wanted… more. If he allowed himself to wallow in his emotions, he’d be left with nothing but regret and embellished memories. He had to remind himself what kind of man Jaekyung really was; what type of future he’d have if he’d stayed. It was a future filled with sneering and angry comments, if Jaekyung was even willing to speak to him again after the rampaging. 

Dan wasn’t delusional enough to believe it had been entirely his fault, but some of the blame should and did fall on his shoulders. He’d been Jaekyung’s Guide, he shouldn’t have let himself be intimidated by a few heated words - or even the threat of Jaekyung putting his hands on him. Truth be told, what had scared him into silence wasn’t the thought of Jaekyung kissing him or even the harsh insults; it had been the look in the Esper’s eyes. Like Dan had somehow betrayed him merely by being late. Like Jaekyung wanted nothing to do with him over a simple argument. The thought of having to be on the receiving end of that look over and over again was too much to bear. 

No, it wasn’t a future Dan wanted a part of. And it wasn’t a future Jaekyung would benefit from either. The Esper needed someone entirely dedicated to his every need, and that person was not Dan. Not anymore. 

He waved the depressing thoughts away as he made his way to the tent they’d set up for the Guides to have a moment’s peace. There was a lunch schedule and most Guides brought their food from home, more than half of them being freelancers like Dan. It wouldn’t do him any good to get caught in his own head again; last week the lunch tent had been hit with no less than two flying Espers after they’d been slammed against each other by the monster of the day. Dan had barely made it out alive but he was determined to keep better watch for similar occurrences. He may not have a lot left to live for but that didn’t mean he wanted to die. 

Besides, thinking about it wouldn’t change a single thing. He’d made his choice and found a place where he was needed. He’d get over his feelings. All he needed was distance. Distance and time. 

Thankfully being a Guide in the field meant that he had plenty of distractions every moment of the day. When he got home, he was so exhausted he barely stood up long enough to take his clothes off before he was asleep in his bed. And if need be while he was at work there were more than enough chatty Espers and Guides to take his mind off things on the occasional quiet day. 

It was not one of those guys he shared the tent with today, which didn’t bother him. He wasn’t in a very talkative mood right now, thoughts of Jaekyung too strong to push away. Dan sat down with his lunch which mostly consisted of leftovers from the nice lady down the street. She still refused to move out of her house even though she was living in what was essentially a war zone. 

“If I die from something like this, it’s my time,” she’d told him with a warm smile. “In the meantime I can make sure you nice boys are at least fed for your troubles.” 

Dan had tried to refuse several times but it was no use. Mrs. Yun enjoyed making food and she would be damned if any of the Guides and Espers went hungry while they were trying to make the city safe for people like her. Dan couldn’t help but compare the kind woman to his own grandmother which was probably why he always ended up accepting the food she offered him. He had to admit that it was both delicious and convenient, saving both money and time for him. 

“Kim,” the other Guide greeted when he sat down. 

“Guide Lee,” Dan nodded back. 

“Just Lee is fine, I told you, kid.” 

Dan simply smiled back. He knew there was no reason to go around calling everybody by their title, but he wasn’t a permanent member of their team; he didn’t want to come off as rude. He hadn’t been here long but he knew better than to start any trouble. Even as a freelancer there was plenty of work but it did come with the odd look now and again. A lot of people - more than he’d realized - recognized him as Joo Jaekyung’s Guide. Apparently there had been news reports after the incident with Jaekyung’s near-corruption and it had exposed Dan’s face to the public. They may not know his name, seeing as the guild wouldn’t give it out, but most people who’d watched the news that day knew his face. It had made for an interesting job interview when he’d applied to be a field Guide with this team. 

No longer associated with a guild, Dan could technically choose to work wherever he pleased, but as soon as he’d stepped foot in his grandmother’s birth town, he couldn’t make himself leave. It wasn’t more than an hour by train and yet he’d started looking for a permanent resident only a few days after spreading his grandmother’s ashes. He hoped this was a life she had hoped for him. Away from large companies and guilds, away from the prying eyes of reporters, but still somewhere he was needed. Somewhere he could help. He told himself it wasn’t that he was afraid to go back to the city but he knew it was only half-true. 

He needed distance, after all. 

Mr. Lee was reading a newspaper; odd in this day and age, but the man was older than Dan by at least ten years, so perhaps he’d just stuck to a habit of buying it. It wasn’t the newspaper itself that had Dan stare though, it was the big letters covering the front page. 

JOO JAEKYUNG SUSPENDED AMIDST RAMPAGING CONTROVERSY

Dan could barely swallow the food in his mouth. Mr. Joo had been suspended? Because of the rampaging incident? There was no way the guild would suspend him for that. There had been no casualties as a direct result, all injuries were due to the monster they’d been fighting. And Jaekyung had made it out alive; if anything the guild should be boasting about their magnificent Esper, who made it back from the brink of corruption. That in itself was almost unheard of but especially so with an Esper as strong as Jaekyung. Was this another thing Dan had to blame himself for? He had left Jaekyung to figure out the rumors and the chaos by himself. 

Dan shook his head. No, Jaekyung wasn’t alone. He had Coach Park and the rest of Team Black. They’d take care of him even if there was something to the suspension rumors. The newspaper was probably blowing things out of proportions to make sales. There was no way the Mingwa guild would suspend their strongest Esper, not after what he’d been through. What he’d nearly sacrificed to keep the city safe. 

Still, seeing the cover of the newspaper made Dan lose his appetite. He packed his lunch back up and pushed away from the table. He might as well go back to help out. 

“Finished already?” Lee asked. There was a disapproving frown on his face. It reminded Dan of the way Namwook would often look at Jaekyung whenever he said something particularly troublesome. Worry, he knew, was the feeling behind those grey eyes. 

“I’m not really hungry,” he said, trying for a smile. There was no reason to worry Mr. Lee any further. 

“You barely eat anything as it is,” the other Guide grumbled. “Make sure to have a proper meal later.” 

“Yes, sir.” 

“Don’t you sir me, kid, I’m not old enough for that yet.” 

“I’m sorry,” Dan said, this time with a genuine smile. He still missed Team Black but it was nice to know not everybody looked at him like there was something wrong with him. He couldn’t really blame them; why would anybody leave the most famous guild only to freelance in one of the towns that were known for being harsh to live in? Some, like Mr. Lee, didn't question it. They merely accepted that Dan was here and tried to look out for him. 

Dan threw himself back into work, doing his best to properly guide all the Espers who were sent his way. Some barely needed help, while some were in bad shape. He tried not to think of Jaekyung as he guided these people because it wasn’t fair to them if he didn’t focus but also because he’d opted to stay here to stop thinking about the Esper. It was tough not to compare them though; the prickly feeling he got from guiding them was so different from when he was guiding Jaekyung. He was well aware that it might just be his feelings talking but he was almost certain there was something special about what he’d shared with Korea’s strongest. 

Perhaps that was what every Guide felt when they guided Jaekyung. Dan had never felt a difference between Espers before, not even between the different classes. Guiding was guiding, after all. He tried to empty his head, focus on the task at hand, making sure to reassure the Espers who were shaken up from their missions. He had another break that he once again shared with Mr. Lee, the other Guide shoving an apple at him before he even said a word. Dan gratefully accepted it; he wondered if this was what it would be like if he still had any living relatives. He felt well taken care of and if he ignored the odd stare sent his way every once in a while, he was comfortable enough. 

He was sure he could make a life for himself here even without a guild backing him up. The other Guides were welcoming, albeit some of them a tad nosy, and the Espers were respectful and professional. Not exactly what he’d gotten used to these past few years, not to speak of the past few months. Working on the front lines, making sure the Espers were kept safe, and having a busy schedule was exactly what Dan needed. What was good for him. 

He still had days where all he wanted to do was lie in bed and shut out the world; the emptiness from losing his grandmother hitting him hard, but he knew she’d be proud of what he was doing. And yet there was a part of him, larger than he’d wanted it to be, that yearned to go back to the city. To go back to Team Black and to Jaekyung. To make sure that the Esper was truly alright. He knew he had no right, that there was no place for him by Jaekyung’s side anymore but the worry was hard to shake off. The odd longing in his chest even harder. 

No matter how he tried to keep the thoughts away, he couldn’t help but wonder how Jaekyung was doing… 

Jaekyung was fucking miserable. 

It had taken him far too long to get back on his feet, Guides and doctors making the process painful and tedious. It took even longer to get through the dozens of meetings with the directors of the guild. They were furious with him, which wasn’t anything new. But this time there was no easy way out, no vague excuses to make. Nobody could understand how a seasoned Esper like him could get to the point of rampage when he had Guides at his beck and call. When he’d had a personal Guide living with him. 

Had being the key word. Because no matter how long he waited, Kim Dan didn’t show up at the apartment again and he was nowhere to be found. Even if Jaekyung had wanted to go looking for him - which he didn’t, who cared about where that traitor was - he wasn’t allowed to leave his own damn house for two weeks. The news reports and gossip magazines were having a field day with his near corruption and the higher ups made it their mission to blame it all on Jaekyung. At least behind closed doors - in front of the press they were the image of supportive employers, making him out to be some type of superhuman, fighting S-level monsters all on his own. Not that it was entirely a lie but the way they painted him as some sort of self-sacrificing saint left a bad taste in Jaekyung’s mouth. Not because he disagreed with their words but because they didn’t mean any of it. He’d done his damn job and yet those two-faced bastards wanted to punish him. 

It didn’t matter what they said or how they tried to spin it, there was no way to contain the rumors surrounding him this time. Jaekyung was used to seeing his own face on front pages everywhere but this was different. Even the press seemed to know that the directors were laying it on thick only to keep their own hands clean, because they did not hold back at all. 

Everywhere he looked, newspapers and articles glared back at him. Big, bold letters announcing his downfall, like he’d already been put down and wasn’t walking on his own two feet down the street. 

JOO JAEKYUNG NEAR RAMPAGE

KOREA’S STRONGEST ESPER IN CORRUPTION SCANDAL 

IS THIS THE FALL OF THE EMPEROR? 

He knew better than to react even though every fiber of his being wanted to burn every screen, every newspaper to a crisp. He felt his powers swirl in his fingertips, ready to burst free at the slightest movement. He’d been warned not to overdo it but setting fire to a few shops couldn’t exactly be called overdoing it. Still, he kept walking, grinding his teeth as people recognized him and promptly scurried out of the way. 

Exercise, the doctor had told him, would do him good. But seeing as he was still prohibited from entering the training facilities, he was forced to walk around like a headless chicken. 

“You can’t always rely on Guides for everything,” Coach had told him, his voice gentler than usual. That damn old man probably knew exactly what was going through Jaekyung’s head at any given moment these days. He knew him too well. 

The words had made Jaekyung think of Kim Dan. Not that he needed any sort of outside source to fill his own head with images of the Guide. Dan was a constant in his head, an itch he couldn’t scratch. Because he had no idea where the hell he was. It wouldn’t be hard to locate him but Namwook had outright refused to help him and since Jaekyung was technically bound to his house, he couldn’t ask others to find the Guide for him. The moron had either turned his phone off or just outright blocked Jaekyung’s number because there was no getting through to his phone. 

Jaekyung didn’t discover this until he’d been wandering around his own home for an entire week. He’d expected Dan to come running, if not because he’d finally gotten enough of this little cat-and-mouse game of his, then because of all the rumors and articles coming out. There was no way a goody two shoes like Kim Dan wouldn’t feel at least partly to blame for what was happening. A small part of Jaekyung felt… almost guilty at that thought. Because what Dan had done was nothing short of incredible. He’d brought him back from the brink of death, of utter corruption. Even someone as stubborn as Jaekyung knew and could reluctantly acknowledge how amazing that was. But just because his Guide had saved his ass did not mean he could just up and run without a proper explanation. Jaekyung didn’t give a shit about that damn letter, that didn’t count. Hell, screw the explanation, there was no reason for him to run off. Dan was his damn Guide, there was no way he was letting go that easily. 

Dan owed him. He may have technically saved his life but the Guide still owed him and not just financially. The thought left a bitter aftertaste in his mouth but he ignored it. Going through a rampage must’ve messed with his head more than he thought. He’d only ever been close to rampaging like that one other time. It was when he was a kid and back then he didn’t have the power or control he had today. It was brushed off as an unfortunate accident involving a six year old Jaekyung. Nobody looked too closely into what had caused it, as most 6 year olds had little to no control over their powers even if they’d managed to manifest that early. And not many did. Jaekyung was an anomaly not only because of his absurd power level but because of how quickly he’d manifested and managed to control his powers. They may have brushed it off as an accident at the guild but Jaekyung had never lost control before now, not even at six years old. He’d just not been old enough to accomplish what he’d set out to do and used more of his power than he was used to. 

Even as a young child Jaekyung wasn’t dumb; he could see that as long as he made a profit, as long as he was the best, he would be forgiven even for the things he couldn’t control. Even more so for things he could control, but chose not to. Accidents happen every day, after all, while Espers of his rank aren’t even born every year. It was the reason why Coach kept him on such a tight leash, while the guild simultaneously let him do whatever he wanted. Well, almost whatever he wanted. This wasn’t the first time they’d chosen to punish him, although the suspension earlier in the year and now this ridiculous house arrest were new measures. If Jaekyung didn’t know any better he’d say the directors were laying out a paper trail so he’d be easier to get rid of in the future. Proof of his so-called deranged behavior most likely. He dared them to try; there was no way he was going down without a fight. 

His frustration with the guild and directors only grew as the days went by and it bled into his other thoughts. Mainly those containing Dan - which, if he was completely honest, were most of them. At first he’d been furious. How the hell did Dan dare to leave his side? Who did he think he was? His fury had lasted all of three days, far less time than he’d anticipated. But how the hell could he keep being angry when Dan wasn’t in front of him to apologize or talk back to him? When he couldn’t channel that rage into anything? He was stuck in his house lest he run into the dozens of reporters camping out outside his place and even if he miraculously got past them - it was possible, he was an Esper, after all - he had nowhere to go and work out his frustrations. 

Namwook had not only forbidden him from setting foot in the training facilities, he’d outright banned Jaekyung from coming near the guild at all. At first Jaekyung wanted to brush him off, but there was something different about the way Coach looked at him these days and he couldn’t get himself to argue. That didn’t stop him from wanting to tear his own hair out though; there were only so many movies he could watch to keep the boredom and subsequent thoughts at bay. 

It felt like he was going around in circles. Thoughts of the guild made him think of Dan. Thoughts of guiding made him think of Dan. Eating made him think of Dan, showering made him think… less angrily about Dan. Just walking around his own home made him think of Dan. They hadn’t known each other for more than six months and yet Jaekyung felt like someone had moved all the furniture in his apartment three inches to the left without telling him. There was nothing inherently different but something wasn’t right. It felt wrong not to have Dan by his side. 

Jaekyung was not one to dwell on emotions, never had been, and so he came to the ultimate conclusion that he’d just gotten used to having Dan around. How could he not when the Guide lived in his apartment and worked in the same building as him? They’d had guiding sessions every morning, it was natural to feel disturbed by a break in his routine. Which in turn made him angry again because who the fuck did Kim Dan think he was, making a mess of Jaekyung’s routine like this? 

After he was more or less done being furious, seeing as it led absolutely nowhere , Jaekyung was left feeling… off balance. Like something wasn’t quite right even if he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong; he refused to look too closely at the obvious answer because he was not going there. He had more pressing issues to consider. Even as he kept telling himself to stop, his mind was still running in circles. He tried to focus on his recovery but that was pretty much over with as well. He was done with doctors and Guides poking at him, trying to charm their way into his pants. He was used to that from Guides, but doctors? It had taken most of his willpower not to punch them all in the face and let his body heal on its own. Instead of tearing everybody’s heads off, he finally admitted to himself that he should figure out how to get rid of the anger that kept rising and mellowing and then rising again. 

After that first week he’d finally had enough sense to just swallow his pride and call his damn Guide. It wasn’t like he didn’t have the right to do so and yet he’d stalled for an entire week. Dan’s letter had seemed so… final. Like there was nothing Jaekyung could say to change his mind or convince him how stupid it was to have left. That didn’t sit right with the Esper; he was the one who decided when things ended, not Dan. So he’d called. And kept calling, even after the fifth time the call went straight to voicemail. 

It reignited his fury albeit for a short while. Had Dan really blocked him? Him? There was no way that little coward was brave enough to do so. Then Jaekyung remembered how Dan had looked at him before the last mission and he frowned. He’d still risked his own life to save Jaekyung and after talking to Namwook, Jaekyung knew that Dan hadn’t been guiding Espers behind his back. He would’ve felt bad about suspecting it but what other conclusion could he have come to when Dan didn’t ever fucking talk to him like a normal human being? 

That tiny part of him that he’d begun to associate with Dan and guilt reared its ugly head, calling him a hypocrite, but he pointedly ignored it. He didn’t have time for such pitiful thoughts. It didn’t stop him from dialing Dan’s number at least once a day though. 

When he was finally set free from his house arrest, Jaekyung returned to the guild, ready to get back to work. But he’d soon come to understand that things were very different even after only two weeks of his absence. He showed up at Team Black’s offices only to realize that half the Espers were missing. Jaekyung was usually the first to arrive but he’d been at his last checkup and the rest of the team should be here already. He frowned but figured they might be in the field already; the portals kept popping up, even if he wasn’t around. It didn’t take long for him to learn exactly where his team was - and it wasn’t on any sort of mission. 

“They what?!” He snapped at Namwook. 

“Transferred to another team,” Coach explained again. “The rumors were too much for them and with the executive director promising them better positions…” 

“So they jumped ship because of some shitty rumors?” 

“Jaekyung,” Namwook sighed. He wasn’t getting riled up at all which was a sure sign this was serious. “It’s more than just rumors. It’s the reporters and the constant questions. It’s the fact that the guild has… lost faith in the team.” 

“You mean in me.” 

“I’m sorry. But we’re not completely alone, we’re still enough to fill out a team. We’ll just have to wait and see what happens.” 

“What happens with what?” Jaekyung pressed. Something wasn’t right. Namwook was way too calm. Like he was deliberately trying not to get Jaekyung angry. 

“There’s been some other changes in the guild while you were at home…” 

Jaekyung couldn’t say he hadn’t seen it coming with all of the drama surrounding him recently. Most of Team Black’s members running off was a bit of a surprise but worst of all was perhaps that the guild was clearly trying to force him out at this point. Force them out. They were putting up a nice front but the new addition to the guild did not go unnoticed. Some junkie-looking rookie trying to take over Jaekyung’s spot at the top. 

Coach had been nervous about telling him but Jaekyung didn’t give a shit if they’d hired another high class Esper. He’d been with the guild for twenty years, there was no way a newbie could catch up to him. He’d never heard of this Baek Junmin and he wasn’t about to look into him. 

S-class, my ass, Jaekyung thought. There was no way this wannabe was anywhere near his level and yet the directors were clapping their greedy hands together at the mere sight of having someone other than Jaekyung do their bidding. So what if they’d gotten a new favorite pet? He was still Korea’s strongest Esper, nothing could change that. The old assholes would soon realize it too. 

Jaekyung was just finishing up another phone call a few days later when he finally got to meet the new face of the guild. Well, technically he was finishing up listening to Dan’s voicemail, but the details didn’t really matter. He still couldn’t get through to the Guide and he was growing increasingly frustrated. He wasn’t even angry anymore, not really, but how the fuck could Dan not pick up his phone for three weeks straight? 

“Joo Jaekyung,” a cold voice dragged him out of his own thoughts. 

Jaekyung turned to face the Esper who was on everybody’s mind but his own. He knew this guy had nothing on him. He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest. “And you are?” 

“I’m your Hoobae,” Junmin said with a too-wide grin that didn’t reach his eyes at all. 

“Is that right?” 

“That’s right,” he said, completely at ease despite standing in front of his biggest competitor. “Have been for quite a while too.” 

The words made Jaekyung frown. And that’s when it hit him. That damn face with those snakey eyes. The messy tattoos were new additions but he knew that fucking face. Of course, Jaekyung had seen him before. He’d been stuck with a handful of kids at training camp when he was younger and this one, the cruelest of the bunch, had been on his ass from day one. Inferior in every way, crawling where Jaekyung was running. Back then he’d barely qualified as a B-rank Esper, how the fuck did he rise to an S-rank? It might have been more than ten years but it made no sense. 

“Baek Junmin,” Jaekyung said through gritted teeth. How could he have forgotten that name? That damn face? They may both have aged but Junmin still had traces of his childhood in him. Mainly, that barely noticeable scar above his right eyebrow, something you wouldn’t notice unless you knew to look for it. Jaekyung had given him that. 

“The one and only.” 

“What do you want?” Jaekyung asked as he looked at his phone. He did not want to waste any time on this piece of shit, he needed to find Coach and convince him to try and reach out to Dan. Besides, there were too many curious glances cast their way; it was like Junmin had intentionally approached him when there were the most people around. 

“I happened to get a good look at that old Guide of yours,” Junmin drawled, voice light. “I must say… He’s almost better than the rumors say.” 

Jaekyung’s eyes snapped up to Junmin’s smug face. “What the fuck did you say?” 

“You know,” Junmin went on like he didn’t notice Jaekyung’s rage building. “He’s a little uptight for my tastes but not too shabby at all. Might have to make a habit of visiting him, seeing as you’re done with him anyway.” 

Jaekyung’s vision went black. 

He never made a conscious decision to move but his body knew exactly where this was going. Had he not been so blinded with rage, he might have enjoyed getting to fight properly again. But all he could think of was Junmin’s words, the triumphant look at his face and those disgusting eyes. He’d seen Dan. He’d touched Dan. He’d fucking dared come near Jaekyung’s Guide? 

There was no holding him back. Not the screams from the onlookers, not the sounds of the alarm blasting through the building, not even the blood spurting from Junmin’s nose as Jaekyung’s fists collided with his face. He didn’t need any powers to take this piece of shit down and just the thought… the mere thought of this pig touching a hair on Dan had fire ignite in Jaekyung’s veins. He wanted him dead. 

“Weren’t you Jaekyung’s Guide?” A pair of muddy green eyes looked at him expectantly. 

Dan wanted to sigh and roll his eyes. He was getting tired of this. How many times would he have to explain himself before people would stop asking? And why was this Guide asking him like they knew each other? He’d never even seen this guy before and yet here he was, all up in Dan’s personal space. He couldn’t even eat his lunch in peace. He yearned for Mr. Lee to join him but he’d taken the day off. So instead Dan was stuck with whoever this guy was. 

“I was,” he answered calmly. There was no reason to get defensive or take it out on a stranger just because he’d dreamt of Jaekyung. Again. He really needed to sort out his feelings soon, otherwise he’d be useless in the field. He could barely sleep without seeing those sharp eyes in his dreams. 

“You lasted longer than most,” the other Guide said conversationally. 

“Pardon?” 

“No need to play dumb with me, we’re under the same NDA,” he told him with a smirk. 

Dan frowned. NDA? What was this guy talking about? 

“It’s not a breach of contract if we talk to each other, not really,” he continued, voice a little less friendly this time around. He looked like he was expecting Dan to agree with him. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Dan told him honestly. 

“Oh, come on.” The Guide waved a hand in the air. “There’s no need to pretend, I know exactly what kind of man Jaekyung is. Did he throw you away after that rampaging thing?” 

“That’s not-” 

“He’s always been like that,” he went on, ignoring Dan’s words. “Fucking and forgetting, right? Such a douchebag.” 

“You shouldn’t talk about him like that,” Dan found himself saying. He may not be on the best of terms with Jaekyung, but it wasn’t right talking about others like that. Despite his flaws, Jaekyung had treated him with care in his own way. And even though he’d been pushy, he hadn’t actually forced Dan into anything physical. 

“What? Oh my God, were you one of those Guides?” The Guide laughed. “No wonder you look all doe eyed. Let me tell you, kid, you’re better off forgetting that asshole. He won’t call you after he’s done with you. Trust me, it’s no use pining after Joo Jaekyung.” 

“I don’t think that’s any of your business,” Dan said, trying hard to deny that that was what he was doing. Sure, he was thinking about Jaekyung a lot and he’d come far enough to admit that it was more than just a crush, but he wasn’t pining. Pining would mean he wanted Jaekyung to like him back, and he wasn’t that delusional. 

“Shit, you really have it bad, huh?” It was a look of disgust, not pity that met Dan’s eyes. It was clear to him that this guy was projecting but Dan doubted he knew that himself. “Just don’t forget your place. We’re all just tools for that prick. You’re better off without him.” 

“Thanks for the advice but I think I’ll judge that for myself,” Dan said as he stood from the table. The conversation had made him lose his appetite. He didn’t want to spend even one more minute alone with this guy. 

“Hey, I’m just telling you the truth.” 

“And I’m just telling you I don’t need you to tell me anything.” With that Dan grabbed his bag and left the tent. Maybe he should just skip lunch from now on… 

Dan didn’t think his day could get any worse; he couldn’t stop thinking about the other Guide’s words, even though he knew their situations were different. Dan had never signed any NDA, he’d never had sex with Jaekyung, and he wasn’t going around blabbering about their relationship, private or professional. Still, the thought of other Guides having been with Jaekyung had something tight settle in Dan’s chest. 

He felt immensely relieved when he entered his home later that afternoon, hoping to grab a quick nap before he had to go back for his evening shift. With the field Guide pay he didn’t technically have to do double shifts but he found he quite liked being kept busy. He slept much better as well, when he didn’t have too many hours in the day with nothing to do. He made a habit of visiting his grandmother at the ocean a few times a week but the grief was still so raw that it took a lot of mental energy to even sit down and try not to cry his eyes out. And whenever he was lost in his sorrows, more thoughts of Jaekyung would surface and he wasn’t quite ready to tell his grandmother about those feelings. He knew she’d never judge - not now and not when she was still alive - but it was still hard to find the proper words now that they weren’t in each other’s lives anymore. 

Dan sighed as he dropped his bag on the floor. He needed to clear his head but where would he even start? Life had simply been too much for him in recent years, if not longer, and now that it had slowed down, he wasn’t exactly sure what to do with himself. All he could focus on for now was work and paying Jaekyung back. When he’d done that, he would figure out where to go and what to do. One step at a time. 

“Nice place you’ve got here.” 

Dan nearly jumped out of his skin. He hadn’t heard anyone enter and no one should have a reason to either. It was a tiny studio apartment, the only place he could get without having to lay down a huge deposit, and he’s chosen it specifically for that reason. And because he didn’t want to share a place with a bunch of strangers. He wasn’t sure if he’d locked his door but evidently he had not, because someone was in his home. 

The man was clearly a stranger. Dan had no idea how or why he’d entered his home but even if this guy turned out to just be a nosy neighbor, he was already looking suspicious by letting himself in without permission. 

“Oh, uh. Thank you,” Dan said hesitantly. If he’d wanted to hurt him, he wouldn’t have announced his presence, right? Still, it didn’t hurt to be careful. 

“I let myself in since you didn’t react when I called out,” the guy said with a smile. 

There was something cold in his eyes, like he didn’t quite mean what he was saying. Dan had gotten good at reading people over the years and something in this man’s stance screamed danger. Dan didn’t respond and instead waited for the other man - an Esper, that much was clear from his aura alone - to go on. 

“You’re a Guide, right?” He asked almost nonchalantly. 

“That’s right…” 

“Weren’t you Joo Jaekyung’s Guide?” He then asked. 

Dan hadn’t expected to be asked twice in one day but something told him this guy wasn’t asking just to gossip like the Guide earlier. He was also certain that he couldn’t just brush him off like he’d done with the Guide. Those cold eyes of his were following Dan’s every move, like he was worried he might run. But where would Dan even go? He was stuck in the only room of his house. The Esper was standing between him and the door. Dan figured that was deliberate with the way he was leaning against the door frame, almost blocking the entry way with his tall stature. Not quite as tall, Dan noticed absentmindedly, as Jaekyung. 

“How do you- why do you ask?” He finally questioned. It was clear that he already knew, otherwise he wouldn’t have barged into Dan’s home uninvited. But why he was even asking, Dan didn’t know. 

“Oh, I’m just curious,” the Esper said offhandedly. He was finally looking away from Dan but only to let his eyes roam over every corner of his home. It felt extremely invasive even though he hadn’t moved an inch. 

Dan frowned but before he could open his mouth to respond, the Esper kept going: “It is a little odd that the Guide responsible for his rampage wouldn’t be by his side, sucking up to him, don’t you think?” 

Dan balked. What was wrong with this guy? What was wrong with all the people who kept asking him personal questions? And why were they all blaming Jaekyung’s rampage on him? Sure, he was feeling guilty, but that was because of the fight between him and Jaekyung and the subsequent lack of guiding. Nobody else knew about that and yet they were all so quick to throw blame at both him and Jaekyung, like they’d intentionally caused the incident. Nobody got hurt as a result of Jaekyung’s rampage, Dan made sure to guide him before anything happened. Why did all these people think it was alright to stick their noses in his business? It may be his lack of sleep talking but he was getting sick and tired of all these people reminding him that yes, he used to be Jaekyung’s Guide, and yes, he wasn’t by his side, despite wanting nothing more than to turn around and go back to Seoul. All everybody could ever talk about was Joo Jaekyung and all Dan didn’t want to think about was Joo Jaekyung. 

“That’s really none of your business,” Dan pressed out through gritted teeth. It wouldn’t do him any good to provoke an Esper, no matter how harmless they seemed. And this guy seemed anything but harmless. 

“Oh, but it is,” the Esper drawled. “You see, I couldn’t help but notice how that bastard suddenly stopped taking Guides home and then I hear that he’s found his own personal piece of ass. That’s not like him at all. It leaves a lot of questions unanswered.” 

If he wasn’t before, Dan was absolutely certain that this guy hated Jaekyung’s guts. And from his choice of words, he didn’t seem to be Dan’s biggest fan either, although it sounded more like he was upset with him for being Jaekyung’s Guide in the first place. Who the hell was this guy? 

“And what does that have to do with me?” Dan asked, putting on a brave face. He was getting increasingly more nervous and for the first time he regretted not sharing the house with others. At least that way he wouldn’t be alone with this guy. His anger wouldn’t do much to deter an Esper, least of all one that seemed to hold some sort of grudge against him. And yet, he was still smiling that cold smile of his. Did he think that would put Dan at ease? 

“I’m curious to see exactly why he changed his mind about Guides. What’s so special about you?” 

“Nothing,” Dan said quickly. “There’s nothing special about me.” 

“Oh, I doubt that. If you could get that cowardly asshole to ditch all the other Guides, there has to be something… unique about you.” Once again those cold eyes were roaming over Dan’s body; like he was mentally undressing him. 

That particular thought had a chill run down Dan’s back. He didn’t have any neighbors close enough to hear him scream, even if he called out for help. Perhaps Mrs. Yun would be able to hear him but what could a sweet old lady do against an Esper of this size? Despite everything Jaekyung had ever said and done, Dan had never been truly afraid of him, not like he was right now. This Esper didn’t care about him, didn’t know him at all. All he knew was that he’d been Jaekyung’s Guide and that was apparently enough to warrant this behavior. 

“There really isn’t,” Dan maintained, hoping his voice didn’t shake. 

“Don’t sell yourself so short, Kim Dan,” the Esper said, voice sugary sweet but still without any warmth to it. “A mere B-class Guide who’s able to satisfy someone like Joo Jaekyung? You gotta be the hottest commodity right now.” 

“I doubt that,” Dan said, ignoring the dig at his rank. “And I would like you to leave.” 

It was a gamble to be so direct but there was no way he would allow this man to stay in his home any longer. He was getting the creeps just looking at him. At least he hadn’t moved from the doorway but that didn’t actually make Dan feel any better. He felt like a trapped mouse, trying not to make too much noise in case the cat would choose to pounce on him. 

“No need to be afraid, I won’t hurt you.” There was absolutely no way that was true. Even as he spoke, the Esper looked like he’d enjoy slamming Dan up against a wall - and not in the traditional entitled-Esper way. No, this man radiated sadistic danger and there was no way Dan would believe a word out of his mouth. 

“I’m not afraid,” Dan lied. “I would still like for you to leave my home. Now.” 

There wasn’t much authority he could pull up, not against an Esper he didn’t know, but he still tried. He wasn’t just a civilian to be knocked around, he was a Guide and this was his home. He had rights and this guy was trampling all over them. 

“Sheesh, alright, no need to be so defensive.” The Esper threw his hands up in mock surrender. “We’re all on the same side here, yeah?” 

Dan said nothing. He didn’t want to be on the same side as someone who talked about others like this guy did. And he especially didn’t want anything to do with someone who looked at him like he was up for grabs to just take. Jaekyung may have talked a lot of shit but he’d treated Dan more like a human being than this guy was capable of. There was something off about the way he spoke, the way he moved. If Dan had been an Esper, he was sure he would’ve immediately felt his powers buzz underneath his skin, readying for a fight. That was the kind of reaction his body was having just being near this Esper. He’d never felt anything like it and he’d guided more Esper than he could count at this point. None of them came close to this guy; Dan’s stomach was in knots just thinking about him staying for another minute, even as he turned around in the doorway. 

“I’m Junmin, by the way. Look me up,” he said casually. And then he looked over his shoulder and added: “You should remember to lock your door. You never know who’s gonna try to sneak in during the night.” 

It was a threat if Dan had ever heard one, despite the smile on Junmin’s face. He didn’t respond but as soon as the Esper was out, he locked the door behind him. And then promptly slid down to sit on the floor. His anger had long since fizzled out and he was left with shaky legs, trying to calm his thunderous heartbeat. 

It was not the last time Dan saw Baek Junmin although he certainly wished it was. 

There was no way out this time. Jaekyung was not only suspended, he was suspended until further notice, pending the internal investigation. Investigation, my ass , he thought bitterly. This was just what they’d been waiting for. Inhouse fighting, they’d call it. They’d blame his lack of control on his rampage, his outburst proof that his mind had been scrambled, and he’d be out on his ass before they’d even finished dotting their I’s and crossing their T’s on his termination papers. And there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. 

He’s cut off most contact with his parents long ago, so even if he wanted to pull on those particular strings - which he did not - there was no way to have the Joos help him out. Owning a share of the guild wouldn’t do any good; he didn’t want to be known as a damn nepo baby, he got by on his own strength. And it wasn’t like he was particularly thrilled at the thought of working with people who wanted to see him fail. Especially not when he was the reason the guild was as big and profitable as it was. They’d cashed in on having Korea’s first S-class Esper in years and now they wanted to throw him aside like a piece of trash? There was no way he was going to accept that. If anything he would be walking away on his own two feet; he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of tarnishing his name and turning the public against him before throwing him out. 

Still, he’d made a damn mess of things, he knew that much. An Esper of his rank should never use his powers against another human being, he’d been taught as much since he was a child. And he agreed too, he didn’t find any joy in attacking people simply because he was stronger than them. But he sure as hell wasn’t about to just stand there when he was being attacked first - Jaekyung may have thrown the first physical punch, but it was that damn bastard who’d started using his powers. Jaekyung couldn’t shake the feeling that Junmin’s provocation had been planned. The timing and Junmin’s choice of words were just too perfect to be a coincidence. They’d avoided running into each other for several weeks and yet the moment Jaekyung steps away to call Dan, the scumbag shows up to cause trouble? There was something fishy about that. 

He’d known Junmin was baiting him, he’d been acutely aware and he still couldn’t keep himself in check. He never lost control like this and yet here he was, once again banned from the place he’d basically been raised in. Even through his burning rage he knew exactly why he hadn’t been able to hold back, why the sound of Junmin’s nose breaking underneath his fist wasn’t enough. He knew before then, really, why he was off. Why he was feeling like his world was stilted and wrong. It was pathetic and not something he’d like to admit to anyone, not even himself, but as he’d been dodging Junmin’s fucking lightning attacks - lightning ? Really? - he had finally realized that the reason he couldn’t simply ignore Junmin wasn’t because the douchebag was taunting him, it was because he was taunting him with Dan . Once again the control, or lack thereof, of his anger came down to the Guide. The reason he couldn’t get Dan out of his head wasn’t because he felt betrayed. It wasn’t even because his guiding was better than anything Jaekyung had ever felt before. 

It was because he missed the damn man. 

He missed seeing his groggy eyes and bedhead waddling into the kitchen in the morning. He missed arguing over cereal brands even though he knew he was right and Dan was wrong. He missed watching as Dan gnawed on the end of his pen whenever he was thinking too hard about something. 

Shit, he even missed the way Dan would talk back and pretend like he wasn’t interested in Jaekyung’s advances despite blushing like a fucking schoolgirl whenever he came too close. He missed the way Dan would sneak glances at him, thinking he wouldn’t notice. He missed sharing meals and having someone in his house who actually gave a shit about him. Him, not “Korea’s strongest Esper”. He missed having someone around; he missed having Dan around. 

Namwook saw him as the kid he used to be. He was practically family. But Dan? Dan looked at him like he was worth something even if he’d never manifested at all, despite knowing what kind of man he was. He had Dan’s undivided attention. And he liked that. He missed that. He wanted that back. 

He wanted Dan back. 

But where the fuck did he even start? He’d been suspended and Namwook had merely sighed at him and told him to go home after he’d been to the Guide’s offices. Thankfully he hadn’t been on the same floor as that piece of shit, Junmin, but that didn’t stop Jaekyung from lashing out. He’d wanted the other Esper dead, would’ve burned his body until there was nothing left, if Coach hadn’t interfered. The disappointed look on his face was worse than any words he’d ever said in anger. But Coach was truly family. He’d defend Jaekyung till his last breath and then haunt the directors after his death if they didn’t listen to him. That’s the type of man Namwook was. 

Unfortunately for Jaekyung, Namwook was also a man of his word. And he’d apparently promised Dan not to contact him - not for himself, and especially not for Jaekyung. The thought pissed him off more than the fact that Dan had run away. What did he think he’d do? Drag him back by force? Not that he hadn’t considered that, but even he knew that wouldn’t result in anything good. Dan would just run off again and while Jaekyung still thought a collar would look good on the Guide, he didn’t actually want to keep him prisoner. The reason he’d gotten so… comfortable around Dan wasn’t because he was a puppet he could order around, no, it was because that’s exactly what Dan wasn’t . Despite their rocky start, despite the fact that Jaekyung held all the power in their relationship, Dan didn’t just quietly back down. He fought back, he spoke his mind. He may be polite to a fault at times but that didn’t stop him from telling it like it was. It was refreshing. It was so unlike any other Guide - or partner for that matter - that Jaekyung had ever met. 

He wanted to shake the feeling off, to deny it being true, but even he couldn’t will his way out of this one. He’d somehow, somewhere along the line gotten so comfortable with Kim Dan that he felt empty without him by his side. It was infuriating and even after beating the crap out of Junmin, Jaekyung still felt frustrated. It wasn’t even like they’d been on good terms the last week before Dan disappeared but at least he’d still been here . He’d been within reach, so that when Jaekyung had worked through his anger, he could simply reach out and touch him. Talk to him. Be with him. 

Jaekyung paced his apartment as he tried to shut those particular thoughts down. Since when had he turned into such a pathetic mess? He’d always been more or less on his own, even when he was surrounded by people. He fought for himself, he lived for himself. Had the rampage really messed with his head? 

No. No, it wasn’t that. He’d been having these thoughts, these feelings even before Dan disappeared, he’d just never acknowledged them. He’d never seen any reason to. Dan was by his side, why should he look too closely at such wimpy feelings? They were most likely fleeting, was what he’d thought. Something born out of Dan’s constant rejection. The whole “wanting something you can’t have” thing. Oh, how wrong he’d been. Because not only did they not disappear, they only seemed to grow stronger every damn day. And it was getting increasingly harder to ignore that constant need in his chest, telling him to go out onto the street and search for his Guide. 

If he didn’t know any better, he’d say he was experiencing bonding pains which was a ridiculous thought, but he still couldn’t shake it off. He hadn’t bonded with anyone in his life and he’d never planned on it either. Why settle for one person when he could have whoever he wanted? 

Still… The need to move didn’t disappear. 

And what the hell did worrying do? Nothing. It didn’t make him feel any better, being cooped up in his own house, walking around like a man possessed. So what if his thoughts didn’t make perfect sense, why should they? All he knew without a doubt was that he wanted Dan back, the reason wasn’t important. 

He was going to find Kim Dan. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do. He couldn’t go back to the guild, and his house felt like it was haunted at this point. It wasn’t just the guiding he wanted back; by now he’d gotten used to the prickly guiding he’d received at the guild, he didn’t care about that anymore. 

He needed Dan back. And he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to do just that. If a useless asshole like Baek Junmin could find Dan - because that hadn’t been a lie, that much was clear, even if  the rest had been taunting - then so could Jaekyung. And he knew just where to start. 

“Kim Dan! There’s someone asking for you.” 

Again? Dan thought as he gritted his teeth. 

“Coming!” He called back despite wanting nothing more than to ignore whoever was looking for him. He didn’t have a good track record with being summoned these days. 

If that creepy stalker was back, he would have to go to the authorities. He wasn’t sure if they’d believe him without any proof, but this was getting ridiculous. He’d sought Dan out several days in a row after their first meeting and when Dan made it clear that he did not want to speak to him, he’d merely laughed in his face. Dan had informed his manager that he did not wish to speak with Junmin and to please ignore him if he asked to meet him. 

While the Esper hadn’t approached him again after that, Dan had spotted him near his house, near the guiding stations, hell, even near the market where he got groceries. It was like he was constantly two steps away and it was freaking Dan out. It would be better if he just came up and said whatever it was he wanted to say. Whether it were more thinly veiled threats or badmouthing of Jaekyung, Dan would take it over being watched all the time. He’d just like him to stop showing up everywhere. It wasn’t every day but at this point it felt like it - there was no predicting if he’d suddenly look up just to see those cold eyes staring at him. Just thinking about it made him slightly nauseous. But when he followed his manager, it wasn’t Baek Junmin waiting for him at the tent. 

It was Joo Jaekyung. 

Dan had half a mind to turn around and run but he knew he wouldn’t be able to shake the Esper off if he really wanted to catch him. And he was certain it would just piss Jaekyung off if he tried to run away. He must have a reason for seeking Dan out despite everything that had happened between them. Dan just didn’t know what that reason was or why now?

“Here he is, Mr. Joo,” Dan’s manager said. Her cheeks were flushed and Dan wanted to roll his eyes. Was there anyone on this planet who wasn't infatuated with Joo Jaekyung? Then he remembered the dream he’d had last night and promptly looked down at his shoes. He wasn’t one to talk. 

Dan didn’t hear Jaekyung speak but his manager was quick to scurry away. When he glanced up at the Esper, he wondered if Jaekyung had glared at her the same way he was glaring at Dan. It would make anyone want to run away as fast as possible. 

“You don’t answer your phone anymore?” Jaekyung finally asked, raising one thick eyebrow like he was challenging Dan somehow. 

“I-” Dan swallowed. “It broke. I got a new one.” 

“Fucking finally,” Jaekyung huffed out a laugh. It was unfair how attractive he was, even though he looked somewhat tired. “You should be more careful though.” 

“Phones don’t usually survive being engulfed in flames,” Dan said with a tight voice. It wasn’t like he’d planned on guiding Jaekyung through his rampage and the last thing on his mind had been the phone in his pocket. Since he hadn’t been physically harmed by the flames he’d been surprised to find that unlike himself, his phone most definitely had. 

“Ah.” It almost looked like something akin to embarrassment ran over Jaekyung’s face but it was gone in a flash. He also didn’t say anything else and the silence stretched for a handful of uncomfortable seconds. 

“Why are-” Dan didn’t get to finish his sentence before another voice called for his attention. 

“Dan!” Mrs. Yul was coming towards them with a big smile on her face. She was waving a small bag around. “You forgot your lunch today, silly boy.” 

“Ma’am,” Dan said, hoping that she wouldn’t comment on Jaekyung’s presence. No such luck. 

“Oh my,” she said, eyes large, when she reached them. “Is this your friend, Danny? He’s so handsome. You should’ve let me know, I would’ve prepared enough for two.” 

“You’ve already done more than enough, ma’am,” Dan tried. He didn’t miss the smirk on Jaekyung’s face when she’d called him handsome. Not that Dan could really argue with that but it was still annoying to see the Esper essentially glowing with confidence. It was a stark reminder that Dan was probably the only one who’d been worried and frustrated over them parting ways. “And he’s not staying so you don’t need to worry about lunch.” 

“Oh, that’s a shame,” Mrs. Yul said and then turned to Jaekyung. She had to crane her neck up at an uncomfortable angle to look him in the eyes. “Are you in a hurry, young man?” 

“Not at all,” Jaekyung replied. He was surprisingly polite towards her, even going as far as smiling softly as he spoke. How come he never used that tone of voice with anyone else? It would do him good to develop a softer edge. 

“Where are my manners?” Mrs. Yul chuckled. “I’m Yul Heesun, I live right around the corner from Dan.” 

“Joo Jaekyung,” Jaekyung said as he shook her hand, movement slow and gentle. It was odd to witness. 

“Oh!” Mrs. Yul then gasped, recognition clear on her face. “The Esper from Seoul? I thought you looked familiar.” 

So even women Mrs. Yul’s age turned weak in the knees at the mere sight of an Esper of Jaekyung’s… well, of Jaekyung’s stature. He was the epitome of handsome, Dan had to give him that. If only the inside matched the outside. What good did it do that he was tall and pleasing on the eyes when he had such a nasty temper? Not that Mrs. Yul would know that, of course, and Dan prayed she’d never find out. She truly believed all Espers to be angels sent by God to save the Earth. A very beautiful thought, albeit a bit naive. Dan wasn’t about to tell her that though. 

He was also rather fascinated by how well Jaekyung was handling her onslaught of questions. Not once did it seem like he was about to tell her to scram or shut up. Where did this sudden patience come from? It wasn’t like Dan had ever actually heard Jaekyung talk to his fans or admirers but he’d always imagined he’d run out of patience fairly quickly and brush them off in a matter of seconds. Yet here he was, deeply invested in Mrs. Yul’s questions about whether or not Espers were being fed well enough by their guilds. And wasn’t that just a treasure of a question. Dan pressed his lips together to keep from smiling. Jaekyung on his part actually answered seriously that yes, they were offered several meals a day, especially if they had to work nights. Being an Esper was unpredictable and they needed to be at the top of their game at any point. But they did have Guides to take care of most of their needs. 

Dan frowned. He did not miss the glance and smirk Jaekyung sent his way when he said that. And neither did Mrs. Yul, because she looked at Dan with a smile as well. 

“Dan has helped you out a lot, hasn’t he, Mr. Joo?” She asked. 

“More than you’d know,” Jaekyung responded. 

“That’s our Dan,” Mrs. Yul grinned. “Always putting others first. Even amongst the other Guides, he’s a treasure.” 

“Okay, I think that’s enough,” Dan interjected, feeling a flush rise in his cheeks. He did not need Mrs. Yul to compliment him in front of Jaekyung. “Mrs. Yul, you know all Guides do the same work.” 

“But not with the same enthusiasm!” She argued. “Isn’t that right, Mr. Joo?” 

“Absolutely,” Jaekyung agreed with her even as he was staring at Dan. Then his eyes seemed to slide past him, over his shoulder and onto something happening behind him. 

Dan was so used to the noises of the field that he hadn’t realized they were rising in level. That could only mean one thing… 

“Look out!” Someone close by yelled and by pure habit, Dan ducked. Before he’d even gone to his knees, his eyes shot towards Mrs. Yul. She wasn’t trained, she was just a civilian, he had to make sure she was safe. 

He needn’t have worried at all. As Dan had ducked, the giant piece of debris hurling their way was blown into a million tiny pieces by Jaekyung. He’d stepped in front of Mrs. Yul, shielding her with his body even as he used his abilities to blow the debris into pieces. Dust and flecks of what used to be a concrete wall fluttered all around them and Dan could see where several sharp pieces of material had torn at Jaekyung’s clothes. Mrs. Yul, on the other hand, was completely unscathed. She looked shaken but she was physically unharmed. Then Dan realized that he should’ve taken the brunt of the sharp pieces himself, his back should’ve been littered with them, but when he stood, he felt no pain. 

Jaekyung had used his fire as a makeshift shield, simultaneously attacking the debris and covering Dan’s back so he wouldn’t get hurt. It was odd that he hadn’t felt the wall of fire shielding him; it was a mere two feet away from his back. The flames dulled out as soon as the dust settled. 

Dan turned to look at Jaekyung. The Esper didn’t say anything but he did catch Dan’s eyes. There was something unreadable about his expression. 

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, that came out of nowhere!” An Esper came running towards them. “Is everyone alright? That was-” And then he noticed exactly who it was that was standing in front of him. “M-Mr. Joo! What are you doing here?” 

Dan turned from the Esper to Jaekyung. What was he doing here? 

Jaekyung gave him an odd look. “Just visiting,” he then said, which was enough to have the other Esper visibly calm down. It didn’t take him long to run off to make sure everybody else was safe. 

Jaekyung’s answer didn’t clear anything up but Dan didn’t really have time to think about it too long. He had something else to deal with first. 

“Are you alright, Mrs. Yul?” He asked carefully, walking around Jaekyung to get to her. 

“Thanks to this strong fella, I sure am,” she said with a pat to Jaekyung’s arm. Dan sometimes forgot that she’d lived in this neighborhood all her life. She didn’t want to move when everyone else evacuated and she’d seen her fair share of chaos already. Still, that didn’t mean she was used to being in the direct line of fire. Literally. 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yes, yes, I’m quite alright,” she insisted. “But what about you, Dan?” 

“I’m just fine, as you can see.” 

“That’s good,” Mrs. Yul said. She patted Jaekyung’s shoulder again and started thanking him when she noticed the state of his clothes. He even had a shallow cut on his face. “Oh no, Mr. Joo! You’re injured!” 

“Barely,” Jaekyung said, wiping a hand over the cut on his cheek. 

“Oh Danny, can you heal him?” Mrs. Yul asked, guilt written all over her face. “If I hadn’t distracted you both, this wouldn’t have happened.” 

“This-” Dan started. 

“It’s not your fault,” Jaekyung beat him to it. “Espers need to be prepared for anything when they’re near a portal.” 

“Still…” Mrs. Yul looked absolutely devastated. It made Dan’s heart sink. 

“Don’t worry, ma’am, there are plenty of Guides here. Mr. Joo will be well taken care of.” 

“As you said, ma’am,” Jaekyung’s soft voice trickled too close into Dan’s ear. A heavy weight fell on Dan’s shoulders, Jaekyung’s hand hanging casually over his chest. “Kim Dan can heal me in a matter of seconds. There’s no need to feel bad.” 

“Yes, of course, I’m sorry,” Mrs. Yul chuckled. “Excuse an old lady for worrying too much.” 

“Why don’t we get you home, ma’am?” Dan asked as he snuck out from under Jaekyung’s arm. His heart was beating like crazy in his chest and he did not need the Esper to notice. 

“Oh no, that’s quite alright. I’m here to see Sun Hee, she starts today.” 

“Ah, of course.” Dan knew Mrs. Yul’s granddaughter was an Esper, but he hadn’t realized she’d been deployed to this site. It made sense why Heesun had been hovering around the tents so much the past few days; she wanted to catch a glimpse of her. 

“You should take care of your friend,” Mrs. Yul said. Then her eyes caught someone coming their way and it was clear in her smile that Sun Hee had found her first. 

“Grandma!” A panicked voice called out. “Are you okay?!” 

“Yes, yes, I’m perfectly fine, sweetheart. This strong Esper here made sure I wasn’t hurt.” 

The young Esper was breathing heavily as she looked her grandmother over for injuries. Dan felt a slight stab of longing in his chest at the sight of them. If his grandmother hadn’t gotten cancer, he was sure she’d be just as lively and involved in his life as a Guide as Mrs. Yul was. 

“Oh, thank God. Thank you, s-” Sun Hee’s eyes grew as she too realized who she was standing in front of. Was there no one in this entire country who didn’t know who Joo Jaekyung was? “S-sir.” 

“No worries,” Jaekyung said with a shrug. 

Well, that was almost a polite response. As polite as Jaekyung got, anyway. By now they were attracting attention from everybody in the area and Dan was starting to get uncomfortable. He even thought he saw Mr. Lee pop his head out of the guiding tent, staring their way. It was bad enough that Dan always had people questioning his relationship with Jaekyung, now he’d have to answer even more questions as to what the Esper was doing here. It would be better to get him away from all the curious stares. 

“Sun Hee, can you take care of your grandmother from here?” Dan asked with his best smile. 

The young Esper seemed almost surprised by his presence. She’d been too busy staring holes into the side of Jaekyung’s face to notice him. Now she flushed bright red as she stuttered out an answer. “Oh, uh, yes, of course. Thank you, Guide-nim.” 

She must be embarrassed that she hadn’t noticed a Guide standing so close, but Dan didn’t hold it against her. If he had the choice between looking at himself or looking at Jaekyung, he knew exactly who his eyes would be drawn to. 

“Of course,” Dan told her and then turned to Jaekyung. The Esper seemed almost more surprised than Sun Hee at having Dan’s attention on him. What did he expect? It wasn’t like Dan could just ignore him. And while Jaekyung might be used to getting stared at in public, he must have noticed the whispers around them growing louder. It wouldn’t do either of them any good to stay here. Dan sighed and said: “Let’s go.” 

It didn’t take Jaekyung many seconds to follow him as he started walking and with those long legs of his, he caught up in no time. 

“Where are we going?” Jaekyung asked almost conversationally. 

“I can’t exactly let you leave looking like that,” Dan said, hoping he didn’t sound as nervous as he felt. This wasn’t how he’d envisioned their reunion - actually, he’d never expected them to be reunited at all. He’d said all he had to say in the letter and since there was no real reason for Jaekyung to seek him out, he didn’t know how to react to him suddenly showing up. He didn’t know how to act , period. Was he supposed to be sorry for leaving? Happy to see Jaekyung? What he did know was that he needed to get his heart rate back under control or he’d surely make a fool of himself. 

“I’m not leaving.” 

“Pardon?” Dan spun around, nearly colliding with Jaekyung’s chest. 

“I said I’m not leaving,” Jaekyung repeated. His face was still as unreadable as before. Something was off. Where was that cocky grin or the sneer he usually sent Dan’s way? 

“You can’t be serious.” 

“Why not?” 

“Be-because!” Dan spluttered. “You’re supposed to be in Seoul, not this small town. You have to go back to the guild, you have responsibilities.” He didn’t know where he was going with this, he just knew that Jaekyung couldn’t be serious about staying. Why would he? What possible reason could he have to want to stay in a village this small and broken? If he was here just to make Dan miserable, he could’ve done that from the comfort of his own home. Far away from here. 

“Are you that averse to being near me?” Jaekyung asked, his voice cold. 

Dan reared back. Why was Jaekyung acting like Dan was the one being unreasonable? They had nothing to do with each other anymore. He dutifully sent Jaekyung whatever money he had left over, it wasn’t much but it should be enough to keep the Esper satisfied. 

“That’s not the point,” he finally said. Of course, he was uncomfortable being near Jaekyung. His heart was racing, his palms were sweaty. He couldn’t seem to focus on anything but how good Jaekyung looked. He may have done a lot of mental work but he couldn’t just shrug off his feelings within a few weeks or months. It didn’t work like that. But how could he explain this to the Esper without blurting out his feelings? That was the last thing he’d ever want to do. He didn’t need Jaekyung looking at him like he was insane. He did that enough himself. 

“What is your point then?” Jaekyung asked. He was back to his usual stance, arms crossed over his chest as he looked down at Dan. 

“You-” Dan sighed. Why was he even bothering? Jaekyung would do whatever he wanted and there was nothing Dan could do to stop him. What he could do, however, was get himself as far away from the Esper as possible. He glanced at Jaekyung’s ruined shirt. After he’d made sure he didn’t look like he’d been fighting a brick wall anymore. “Never mind. Let’s just go.” 

Jaekyung followed him dutifully without a word. After half a block, he’d apparently had enough of the silence and asked: “Are you allowed to just leave?” 

“This isn’t a guild,” Dan told him curtly. There was no need to pretend to be worried about him, it was just messing his head up even more. “And my shift was almost over, anyway.” 

Jaekyung hummed, which was more of a response than Dan had anticipated. He didn’t understand why the Esper was even trying to keep a conversation going. It wasn’t like him at all. There’d been countless nights where they’d just sat on the couch, saying nothing, after Jaekyung had grunted an affirmative when Dan asked to join him watching a movie. Even their morning car rides to work had been mostly silent. It felt off suddenly being the one wanting silence when all he’d wanted the last week with Jaekyung was to have him talk to him. 

Dan was gathering up courage to ask what Jaekyung was really doing here when he felt a chill down his spine and whipped his head around. He was sure he’d just felt someone watching him. It was the same haunting feeling he’d been having every time he’d noticed Junmin somewhere the past two weeks. He couldn’t see anyone around them, it wasn’t like this was an overly populated area so he would’ve noticed if anyone was watching them. 

“What is it?” Jaekyung asked, following his line of sight. There really was no one there. 

“Nothing,” Dan muttered. It must’ve been his imagination. He’d gotten paranoid after seeing Junmin everywhere he went. He’d never been stalked before but he suddenly understood why victims lost their minds living with this constant fear of being watched. He quickly changed the subject, not wanting to talk to Jaekyung about his stalker. “How long do you intend to stay?” 

For some reason he couldn’t make himself ask why he was there. He didn’t need to know, he didn’t want to know, he realized. Anything other than anger from Jaekyung was making his heart skip several beats and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t help feeling hopeful. He couldn’t help the way his cheeks flushed and his thoughts ran in circles. Jaekyung was right here, right beside him. He didn’t look angry, he wasn’t yelling. He was speaking to Dan and looking him in the eye. He even initiated physical contact - although that part turned out not to be healthy for Dan’s poor heart. 

“As long as it takes,” Jaekyung said, jolting Dan out of his thoughts. God, his heart was going to jump straight out of his chest at this point. Had Jaekyung’s voice always been so… deep?  

“For what, exactly?” Dan asked to distract himself. 

“For you to go back with me,” the Esper said casually.  

Dan froze for a second and then huffed out an annoyed breath. His words were braver than he felt as he muttered: “Prepare to stay forever then.” 

“Fine with me.” 

Dan closed his eyes and took a deep breath in through his nose. What was he going to do with this man? Jaekyung was clearly set on ruining his life, whether he knew that was what he was doing or not. Why was he acting like this? You’d think Jaekyung would be furious with him and yet he hadn’t said a single word about Dan leaving or even the rampaging incident. Dan exhaled and then started walking again. The quicker he got Jaekyung a change of shirt, the quicker he’d have to leave. 

“How did you even find me?” Dan finally asked. He wasn’t entirely surprised. He hadn’t gone abroad or anything but he didn’t keep in touch with anyone in Seoul either. But he knew how stubborn Jaekyung was; if he truly wanted to find someone, anyone , he’d be able to do it. Dan didn’t even want to know who he’d asked for help in tracking him down. He was probably better off not knowing. 

“Your watch,” Jaekyung said simply.  

“My w-” Dan froze. The tracker. It was still at the bottom of his bag, he’d never bothered to take it out after their fight. He hadn’t seen any reason to wear it when Jaekyung was so blatantly ignoring his entire existence. He’d forgotten all about it when he’d packed his things. “Right. Of course,” he ended up muttering. 

“You don’t seem surprised.” 

“Nothing about you can surprise me at this point,” Dan said honestly. He was pretty sure he’d die of a heart attack if he started being surprised by every little thing Jaekyung did or said.  

“I doubt that,” Jaekyung said softly. 

Despite his words, that particular sentence actually did surprise Dan. Not so much the words as the tone they were spoken in. He didn’t have energy to try and figure out why that was and they’d reached his front door, so he had an excuse not to think too much about it. 

He’d gotten into a habit of jiggling the door handle before entering; he was still worried Junmin somehow found a way in even though he made sure to lock the door when he left. Jaekyung shot him a look, all raised eyebrows and judgmental expression but Dan ignored it. This was his home, he could do whatever he liked before entering. Thankfully the door was still locked so Dan felt safe unlocking and opening it. 

He’d never really been embarrassed about his home, this one or his old house, but he found himself swallowing down shame at his humble living situation. When compared to Jaekyung's giant mansion-like apartment, Dan’s house was… underwhelming at best. He shook his head. What did it matter what his home looked like? They were only here to get Jaekyung a clean shirt and then he’d be on his way. Dan would lock the door behind him and throw himself on the bed. It wasn’t exactly late but he had an early shift tomorrow and he didn’t want to be late, especially when he’d left early today. 

After taking off his shoes, he went to his closet and roamed around for a bit. He really didn’t have a lot of options but if he wanted Jaekyung out of here, he’d have to make do with what he had. 

“Here, wear this,” he said as he threw a shirt Jaekyung’s way.  

“You think I can fit into your clothes?” The Esper asked doubtfully as he held the shirt out in front of him. 

“It’s the biggest shirt I own, if you’re not happy with it, you can always go back to Seoul and your own closet.” Lord knows it’s brimming with enough clothes for an entire village to use, Dan added silently. 

“Nah, I’m good.” 

Dan kept his back turned when Jaekyung stripped off his ruined shirt. There was no need to look, he knew what Jaekyung looked like shirtless, he’d seen it countless times in Jaekyung’s home. Still, it was different when it was in his tiny home instead of Jaekyung just walking around comfortably in his own apartment. It felt somewhat intimate to lend him a shirt. Dan cleared his throat and turned when he was sure Jaekyung had had enough time to get changed and then immediately felt like swallowing his own tongue. 

Dan was well aware that they were not the same size. He knew that Jaekyung was a great deal taller and broader than he was. And yet he’d been confident that the shirt would fit. And it did. It fit very tightly; the fabric stretching to its capacity across Jaekyung’s chest and shoulders, holding on for dear life as the Esper moved his arms around. Dan’s biggest shirt left nothing to the imagination when Jaekyung wore it and Dan suddenly regretted even offering it in the first place. He should’ve come up with something else, any other solution. Because it was just unfair how good Jaekyung looked even in Dan’s worn out t-shirt. He’d had the thing since he was in school but somehow he didn’t think he’d ever be able to wear it again after this. 

“Is this really the biggest shirt you’ve got?” Jaekyung frowned. “How are you this tiny?” 

“I’m not tiny,” Dan protested. “You’re just obnoxiously big.” 

“Is that right?” 

“If you’re that unhappy with it, you can give it back.” 

“If you insist,” Jaekyung said as he reached for the hem of the shirt, giving Dan an excellent view of just how strong his shoulders were. 

“Wait, no!” Dan spluttered. He did not want Jaekyung walking around his house shirtless. He may not have many neighbors but the few that were around would never stop asking him how he could send the Esper home without even offering him a shirt to wear. “Just… keep it on. I don’t want you catching a cold.” 

Even to his own ears it sounded like the weakest excuse he’d ever given. Everybody knew that Espers didn’t catch colds as easily as the average human. Hell, Jaekyung was a fire Esper, there was no way he couldn’t keep himself warm even without clothes on. Dan quickly discarded that particular thought as it was leading him into a dangerous territory. Namely, what would it feel like to hug Jaekyung’s naked skin - would it be as warm as he imagined? He shook his head even as he felt his ears burn. He needed to get Jaekyung out so he could scream into his pillow in peace. 

“Okay, now that you’re dressed…” Dan trailed off, eyes wandering towards the door. 

“What, you’re kicking me out?” Jaekyung asked, not sounding the least bit surprised. Or offended, even. There was an almost laughter-like quality to his voice. 

“That’s-” 

“After I let you stay at my place, I think it’s more than fair you let me stay at yours,” he said, shit-eating grin back on his face. He’d planned this, the bastard. 

“Absolutely not!” Dan protested. There was no way he was letting Jaekyung stay here. He didn’t have the space - physically or mentally. Where would he even sleep? Would he sleep? How was Dan supposed to put space between them when it wouldn’t take the Esper more than ten steps to walk the entire length of his house? 

“Why not?” 

“That’s- just because!” Dan spluttered. He didn’t have a legitimate reason but why did he even need one? This was his house. Still, he couldn’t really make himself say that. 

“That’s not really a reason,” Jaekyung pointed out. He was clearly trying not to laugh at Dan, which just made the situation all the more horrible. 

“This isn’t exactly a place fit for two,” Dan muttered. 

“I can tell,” Jaekyung commented casually as he walked around the room. There wasn’t much to look at but he still seemed almost fascinated by the space. Or lack thereof. 

“Insulting me won’t get me to change my mind, you know?” 

“I wasn’t insulting you.” 

“My home then.” Dan rolled his eyes. Now he wanted to argue semantics? The guy who barely said two full sentences a day even on his good days? 

“Your home is in Seoul,” Jaekyung said as he sat down on the bed. Dan was legitimately afraid the shirt would burst at the seams with how it was stretching as he sat. “I don’t get why you’d wanna stay here of all places.” 

“You don’t have to understand, it’s none of your business,” Dan bit back. He was already tired of having to argue but of course, Jaekyung wouldn’t back down easily. He never did.  

“Like hell it isn’t,” he immediately argued. “You’re my Guide.” 

“Was,” Dan corrected. “I was your Guide.” 

“I never agreed to terminate your contract,” Jaekyung kept going. He was sitting straighter on the bed, like this was what he’d been waiting for. The actual reason he’d sought Dan out. 

“I don’t need your permission to quit,” Dan said. He wasn’t about to back down either. So what if he had feelings for Jaekyung? He’d decided to forget about them. Forget about him. Because there was no way any relationship - romantic or otherwise - with Jaekyung would turn into anything but a disaster. They could barely communicate as Esper and Guide, there was no way Dan was delusional enough to imagine it would be different even if he went back with Jaekyung and let his feelings grow even stronger. 

“You do, actually,” Jaekyung said. He was still smiling but his eyes were colder now. Gone was the humor and the good-natured bickering. “Since our contract had more than the usual conditions in it.” 

“You-” Dan seethed. How the hell was he in love with this guy? He was so arrogant, so annoyingly confident, he didn’t think he could ever be wrong in anything. Was he really threatening Dan? Again? Dan curled his hands into fists. He wasn’t going to let this slide, if Jaekyung wanted to rat him out, he was free to do so, there was no way Dan would go back with him. Sure, he still felt guilty about the rampaging but he was not some toy Jaekyung could pick up whenever he felt like it. He opened his mouth to say exactly that. 

“Alright,” Jaekyung interrupted quickly, even going as far as holding his hands up, albeit a tad mockingly. “Alright, I’ll drop it. I didn’t come here to fight.” 

“Why did you come here?” Dan finally asked, trying to calm himself down. 

“You know why,” was all he got in response. 

“I’m not going back with you,” Dan persisted. If that was all Jaekyung wanted from him, he’d sought Dan out in vain. They’d tried it, it hadn’t worked out. There was no reason to keep repeating the same mistakes. Especially not when Dan had yet to get over his stupid feelings. If he went back, he’d just be even more pathetic and neither of them would benefit from that. 

“Okay,” Jaekyung said with a shrug. He leaned back on his hands, looking way too relaxed for someone who’d just been rejected.  

“Okay? That’s it?” Dan gaped. He was focusing very hard on Jaekyung’s dark eyes so he wouldn’t accidentally stare at the way his shirt was rising up on his stomach. His shirt. Dan’s. God, he needed to get a grip. He had to look away when Jaekyung’s eyes narrowed just a tiny bit, like he was trying to look inside Dan’s head. 

“For now,” the Esper then said. 

Dan was too exhausted to even respond. What could he say at this point? Once again he couldn’t force Jaekyung to change his mind, but he was sure if he just waited the Esper out, he’d become bored. Or get called back to work. Either was fine as long as it meant Dan wouldn’t have to be this close to the man. His heart wouldn’t survive it. 

He ran a hand through his hair and felt all his exhaustion hit him at once. He cast a glance at the bed and sighed. 

“I only have one bed,” he said as he gestured to where Jaekyung was sitting.  

“So?” 

“So…” Dan hesitated and then sighed again. At this point he was so tired he could sleep on a rock. “You can have it. I’ll sleep on the floor.” 

“No need.” Jaekyung wrapped a hand around Dan’s wrist and yanked him forward until his knees hit the side of the bed. Then he proceeded to ignore Dan’s yelp of protest and pulled him down onto the bed. A broad arm pinned him in place; with his back up against Jaekyung’s chest. 

“Sir!” Dan squeaked. They were cuddling . What the hell was Jaekyung thinking? Dan wiggled around, trying to get out of Jaekyung’s grip but it was useless. Compared to the Esper Dan had the strength of a child. It didn’t stop him from struggling though; what if Jaekyung heard how quickly his heart was beating? He couldn’t claim it being adrenaline forever. 

“Just- will you fucking stay still?” Jaekyung grunted, pulling Dan flush against him again. 

“You can’t possibly be comfortable,” Dan tried even as he stopped wiggling. He felt like his heart was fighting hard to beat directly out of his chest. 

“You’d be surprised.” 

“Sir…” Dan tried. This wasn’t good. Jaekyung wasn’t actually planning on them sleeping like this, right? He may be exhausted but there was no way Dan could fall asleep with the Esper this close. It was one thing to share a bed, but to be stuck together like this? 

“Relax,” Jaekyung huffed. “I won’t fucking touch you, alright?” 

Liar, Dan thought as he felt the arm around his waist tighten. But Jaekyung didn’t move, didn’t try to feel him up. Very slowly Dan felt his heart rate calm down. A few moments passed and he was almost certain Jaekyung had fallen asleep when he suddenly spoke again. 

“Stop it,” he said softly. 

“Pardon?” Dan jerked as he felt Jaekyung’s breath on the back of his head. 

“The guiding,” Jaekyung clarified. “Stop it. That’s not why I’m here either.” 

“Oh…” Dan hadn’t even realized he was doing it. Now that he was aware, he felt the telltale tingle running all the way up his back. He’d thought it was simply his body reacting to being in close proximity to Jaekyung. “Sorry.” 

“Just go to sleep, Kim Dan.” 

And despite feeling Jaekyung pressed up against his back, despite feeling his arm around his waist like a heavy chain, despite the chills running down his back from the hot breath puffing against his neck, Dan did just that. He fell asleep, exhaustion finally winning out. 

Dan woke up slowly, feeling warm and comfortable. He couldn’t remember the last time he slept this well, especially in the past several months, if not years. No nightmares, no… other dreams, he’d rather not remember, and no waking up with the heart rate of a galloping horse. He actually felt well-rested for once. He rubbed his cheek against his pillow and then frowned. It was oddly hard. Slowly, he noticed more things as his brain woke up as well. First was the hard pillow, then the pressure around his waist. Then the fact that he’d slung his leg over something lumpy that definitely wasn’t his blanket. There was something pressing up against him that his brain couldn’t quite figure out. Dan opened his eyes blearily only to find himself face to face - or chest, really - with Jaekyung. Who was still asleep judging by his breathing, thank God. 

Dan glanced up without moving his head too much just to make sure, but he’d been worried for nothing. Jaekyung’s eyes were closed and his face relaxed. He was lying halfway on his side, one arm still around Dan’s waist, resting on his hip while the other rested on his own stomach. Where the grey t-shirt had ridden up to showcase his stupidly sculpted abs. Dan realized he’d been ogling and went back to look at Jaekyung’s face. 

How was it fair that he looked this good even while sleeping? 

As if sensing Dan’s intense stare, Jaekyung moved further onto his side, nearly rolling on top of the Guide. His eyebrows furrowed for a second but then he buried his nose in Dan’s hair and sighed. Dan was stiff as a board as he tried not to make a single sound. 

It was around this time that his brain was entirely awake. Awake enough, in fact, that it noticed that same stabbing pressure against his thigh again. If he didn’t know any better he’d say Jaekyung had taken a water bottle into bed with them and it was now squished between their bodies. Dan dared a glance down and then immediately snapped his eyes back up, nearly headbutting Jaekyung in his haste to avert his eyes.

That was most definitely not a water bottle. 

And Dan needed to get out of the bed. Now. He turned around as carefully as he could and then nearly screamed when the arm around his waist pulled him back against Jaekyung again. Back against… the not-water bottle. It sat hot and heavy against the small of his back and Dan was staring open mouthed at the opposite wall. When Jaekyung ground his hips forward, just the tiniest bit, Dan finally lost it. He grabbed Jaekyung’s wrist and pulled the arm away before practically falling off the edge of the bed. He didn’t wait to see if Jaekyung woke from the noise; he ran straight for the tiny bathroom. 

When he finally emerged a good ten minutes later - after having nearly drowned himself in cold water in the sink - Dan was relieved to see Jaekyung sitting on the edge of the bed. He didn’t look upset or anything so he probably hadn’t noticed their little predicament. And, Dan glanced down discreetly, he didn’t look as… excited, anymore. 

“You done in there?” Jaekyung asked as he rubbed a hand through his hair. 

“What? Oh, yes, it’s all yours.” 

“I’m borrowing your shower,” he said as he shut the door behind him. 

Dan didn’t want to think too hard about that particular mental image, so he yelled out that he was going to find some clothes for Jaekyung. There was an affirmative grunt before the shower turned on and Dan threw on some clean clothes. He’d showered before his shift yesterday, so he’d be fine until this evening after having washed in the sink. There was no way he was getting naked with Jaekyung in the same house, not when his house was this small. Who knew what the Esper would do if he walked around half-naked? 

Well, Dan reasoned silently as he made his way down the street. He hadn’t actually done anything since arriving yesterday. Sure, they’d cuddled but that seemed more accidental than anything. And Jaekyung couldn’t exactly be held accountable for his physical reactions, not when he was asleep anyway. Either way, Dan wasn’t risking it. 

He knocked on the door to Mrs. Yul’s house and was greeted by a sleepy-looking Sun Hee. 

“Good morning,” Dan said. “Is your grandmother home?” 

“Mornin’,” Sun Hee muttered and then seemingly realized she was standing in front of a Guide. “Oh, I mean, good morning, Guide-nim.” 

“No need for titles,” Dan said with a smile. “I’m just here as your neighbor. Your grandmother used to tell me she had a box of clothes lying around? Men’s clothing? She said they’d be too big for me, but my- um,” he blanked. “My friend didn’t bring any spare clothes so I thought they might fit him.” 

“Is this for Mr. Joo?” Came Mrs. Yul’s voice from inside the residence. 

“Ah, good morning, Mrs. Yul,” Dan greeted. “Yes, I’m afraid my clothes are too, uh. Small.” 

“No wonder, you’re a head shorter than he is, dear,” Mrs. Yul chuckled as she popped her head out of the door. “Sun Hee, fetch your brother’s old clothes, would you?” 

“Sure thing.” Sun Hee walked back into the house while Mrs. Yul and Dan exchanged pleasantries. She had indeed made him lunch again today and she’d made sure to make it double. Just in case. A moment later the young Esper came out with a giant box in her hands. Dan eyed it in shock. 

“Uh, I was just hoping you’d have a pair of pants and a shirt?” He said awkwardly. 

“Oh, I was hoping he might be staying for a while,” Mrs. Yul said with a cheeky grin. 

“No, no,” Dan said quickly. “He’s leaving today, I just didn’t want him to be seen in his ruined shirt from yesterday.” 

“Take this then.” Sun Hee handed him a pair of sweatpants and a dark shirt. “These seem most like Esper Joo Jaekyung’s style.” 

Dan looked at the clothes and couldn’t disagree. It resembled many of the clothes he’d seen Jaekyung wear in his own home. It would probably be fine not to borrow underwear, right? That would just be a weird conversation. If Jaekyung felt uncomfortable, they could stop by the convenience store on their way to wherever he’d parked his car. Or the train station. 

“Thank you,” Dan said. “I’ll see you later, Esper Sun. Ma’am.” 

“Tell Mr. Joo to stop by more often!” Mrs. Yul called after him. “I’ll make you both dinner.” 

Dan waved back to her with a smile; he didn’t want to outright lie so he kept quiet. There was no way he was inviting Jaekyung to dinner with his elderly neighbor. No, Jaekyung was leaving today. Hopefully within the hour because Dan needed to get to work soon. 

When he entered his house again, Dan’s heart nearly fell out through his mouth. God, why hadn’t he prepared himself? Of course, Jaekyung was walking around his home in nothing but a tiny towel. 

“There you are.” 

“I, uh. Got you some clothes,” Dan muttered and held them out towards the Esper. “Mrs. Yul said hi.” 

“Ah,” Jaekyung said, holding the clothes out. “Wow, these almost seem like adult sizes. No underwear?” He smirked at Dan. “I see how it is.” 

“I didn’t think you’d want to borrow someone’s underwear,” Dan defended. 

“You’re right.” Jaekyung shrugged and then proceeded to unwrap the towel around his waist. Dan whipped around, face practically on fire. “I’ll go commando, it’s fine.” 

Dan wanted to slam his head against the nearest wall. It was so not fine. It was a detail he’d rather not know about Jaekyung. He heard the Esper huff out what sounded like a laugh but pointedly ignored it. So what if Jaekyung thought he was silly for not wanting to look directly at his naked body? He was actively trying to get over Jaekyung, not ogle his body at every chance he got. 

“What about breakfast?” Jaekyung asked. 

“I usually skip,” Dan said and finally dared turn around. He caught the moment Jaekyung pulled the shirt down over his head but he could live with that. “Or I eat at work.” 

“That’s why you’re so skinny.” 

Dan looked down, taking in his worn out jeans and wrinkled t-shirt. He frowned. He hadn’t really lost that much weight, and besides, who was Jaekyung to comment on how he looked? He wasn’t the one with permanent frown lines on his face, looking like he hadn’t slept in a week. Well, maybe he was, but his point still stood, regardless. 

“I’m gonna be late for work,” he muttered instead of responding. His heart may be calmer today but he could still feel those stupid butterflies roaming around in his stomach. This wasn’t a romance movie; Jaekyung wasn’t here to win his heart or because they’d been separated by fate. He was here because he was weirdly obsessed with Dan and his guiding. Well, he wasn’t going to get either. Dan had a job to do and so did Jaekyung. Back in Seoul. 

“Let’s go then,” Jaekyung said, heading for the door. 

“Did you bring your car?” Dan asked as he hurried after him. “If you remember where you parked, we can go there first.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“If you’d rather go on your own, that’s fine,” he reassured, trying to keep up with Jaekyung’s longer strides. Would it kill him to slow down a little? Dan had to lock his door and was already several paces behind the Esper as a result. 

“Go where?” Jaekyung finally stopped, looking at Dan with that stupid eyebrow raised. Why did everything he said feel like a challenge? 

“To- to your car,” Dan said, trying not to look at the Esper like he was an idiot. Even though he was clearly acting especially obtuse right now. Was he even listening to a word Dan was saying? 

“Most Espers can fly, you know,” Jaekyung commented casually. 

Dan frowned. “I’ve never seen you fly.” 

“I said most, not all.” 

“Is there a point to all this?” Dan looked at his phone. He had fifteen minutes to get to the guiding tents and clock in. Usually that would be plenty of time but despite Jaekyung’s long legs, he was apparently set on making it the longest journey of Dan’s life, what with all his weird comments. “I’m already late.” 

“What are you just standing around for then? Let’s go,” Jaekyung said and set a steady pace towards Dan’s workplace. 

“You can’t just follow me to work,” Dan said, finally getting what was going on. Why was Jaekyung being this difficult? Had he always been this stubborn? Well, yes, Dan knew he was stubborn but this was borderline harassment. Why wouldn’t he just leave? They’d already discussed what he came to discuss. They’d settled on Dan not going back, there was no reason for him to stay. 

“Why not?” Jaekyung asked with a glance over his shoulder. He really did think he owned all the ground he stepped foot on, huh? 

“You’re an Esper!” Dan said a little too loudly. He cleared his throat awkwardly. How did he always turn into such a mess whenever Jaekyung was around? “You need to go back, you weren’t sent here by the guild.” 

“I’m suspended, no reason to go back just to waste away on the couch,” Jaekyung said as he shrugged. He wasn’t looking at Dan as he spoke but he didn’t seem particularly upset.  

“Sus- suspended?!” So the paper wasn’t just spreading baseless rumors? Dan didn’t know how he felt about this. Jaekyung may not be upset, but it wasn’t fair to suspend him over an accident like this. Maybe give him a warning or make the guiding rules tighter, sure, but suspending him? That was just unfair. “Why?” 

“You know why.” 

“But that- that wasn’t your fault!” Dan said. He couldn’t stop himself from grabbing Jaekyung’s arm, yanking on it and pulling his hand out his pocket in the process. He had to look at his face, he had to make sure Jaekyung wasn’t seconds away from burning the entire village to the ground. 

“Wasn’t not my fault,” Jaekyung told him, sounding almost bored. He had yet to pull his arm out of Dan’s grip. 

“How are you so calm?” Dan asked. The Jaekyung he knew would have thrown a fit or caused a huge scene. He would have at least been angry . 

“What did you expect?” Jaekyung grinned and oh. There it was. He was upset, after all. He was just hiding it really well. But his smile didn’t reach his eyes, not the way Dan knew it should. And the arm between his hands felt tense. “Me burning down the entire guild?” 

Dan remained quiet but he dropped his hands back to his sides. It wasn’t like he could deny it after thinking the Esper would’ve usually caused a scene but he knew he would’ve heard about it if Jaekyung had done something that outrageous. 

“Damn, alright, I see how it is.” This time the grin seemed more genuine even as Jaekyung faked being hurt. 

“I’m- I’m sorry, that’s not what I meant,” Dan was quick to say. He didn’t actually think Jaekyung would go that far but it was unsettling seeing him not react at all. This was the same guy who’d thrown a fit because Dan was late for one guiding session.  

“Fuck it,” Jaekying said, rolling his eyes. He started walking again. “Not like you’re entirely wrong.” 

Dan’s eyes grew. He hurried to Jaekyung’s side, reaching out for his arm again. He couldn’t be serious?! 

“Whatever you’re thinking, stop. I didn’t do anything.” 

“Then why would they suspend you?” Dan couldn’t help but ask. If he hadn’t argued or even thrown a tantrum, why would they punish him for not getting people killed? They’d stopped the rampage, and from the looks of it Jaekyung had been on his best behavior. Dan hadn’t seen any more news articles at least. 

“They found a new golden boy.” There was a bitter tinge to Jaekyung’s words. Dan couldn’t help but feel bad for him, despite not really being in a position to feel bad for anyone else. 

“Golden boy?” He asked with a frown. Who in the world could outshine Joo Jaekyung? The guild had built their entire reputation on having Korea’s strongest Esper, on having basically raised him themselves. 

“Literally,” Jaekyung spat. “Fuckface spews lightning.” 

“Oh.” Dan didn’t know many Espers with lightning powers; he couldn’t remember seeing or meeting anyone in the guild like that. It was possible they’d joined after he’d left but he figured he would have heard somehow if another amazing Esper had suddenly turned up. There was a reason the guilds promoted their Espers as much as they did; it kept the funds coming. 

“He’s apparently been here.” 

“Here?” Dan frowned. He was sure he didn’t know of any Esper who had that particular ability and at this point he’d guided most of the guys here. He was certain he would remember if an S-class Esper suddenly turned up out of nowhere. Because he had to be S-class, otherwise the guild would never even dare think of replacing Jaekyung. 

“So he told me.” Jaekyung had stopped walking again and was looking at him expectantly. 

“Um,” Dan started. “I haven’t seen any lightning powers but I can ask around?” 

“He told me he saw you personally,” the Esper pressed on. 

“I don’t see any of the Espers outside of work.” With the exception of you, he added silently. And hopefully that would end soon, because even as he felt irritated at Jaekyung’s accusatory tone, he felt that familiar pull in his chest. He really needed to reevaluate his own emotions at this point. How could he be both enamored and frustrated with the Esper? 

“Is that right?” Jaekyung said, that annoying eyebrow raising up again. Why was he looking at him like that? Was he expecting some other answer? 

“That is right, yes,” Dan said curtly. “Would you mind explaining why you’re looking at me like I’m lying?” 

“I’m not,” Jaekyung denied. Lied . 

“You are,” Dan insisted. “Your eyebrows always do that thing when you don’t believe a word I’m saying.” 

“You’ve memorized the movement of my eyebrows?” Said eyebrows were now high on Jaekyung’s forehead, genuine surprise written all over his face. It was a pleased sort of surprise though, which made Dan feel oddly vulnerable. He hadn’t meant to say that last part out loud. 

“N-no, that’s- that’s not the point,” he muttered. “Can you just tell me what it is you want from me?” 

“Baek Junmin.” 

The name hit him like a kick to the chest. Gone were those pesky butterflies and instead nausea coursed through his system, flooding his veins. Jaekyung knew Junmin? Dan paled. 

“So you do know him.” Again with that accusatory voice of his. 

“He broke into my house,” Dan said softly. Honestly. He hadn’t lied when he said he didn’t know any Espers with lightning abilities. He didn’t know Junmin’s powers and he’d never wanted to find out. Those cold eyes of his were enough for Dan to want to stay away from him forever. But if he was strong enough to even push Jaekyung from the number one spot… Dan shivered.  

“He what ?!” Jaekyung’s voice was dripping with rage, much more than he’d displayed the entire morning. His eyes were wild and furious. If Dan didn’t know the anger wasn’t directed at him, he would’ve taken a step back. 

“And he comes by the tents every few days.” Dan didn’t think it was a good idea to tell Jaekyung that that wasn’t the only place he’d seen him. He didn’t want to lie, but Jaekyung was already riled up just knowing Junmin had been here, he didn’t need to pour gasoline on the metaphorical fire. Lest it become an actual fire. 

“And does what exactly?” Jaekyung glared, speaking through clenched teeth. 

“He just stares,” Dan told him honestly. He hadn’t spoken to Junmin since that day at the tents, his manager making sure the other Esper couldn’t enter the area without sneaking in. And if he did, he’d be in big trouble. The same way Jaekyung would, if Dan allowed him to follow him all the way to the guiding tents. It wouldn’t do to have Espers coming and going as they pleased; it was a security risk.  

“That motherfucker…” Jaekyung muttered. 

“He-” Dan tried and then changed his mind. He couldn’t honestly say that Junmin hadn’t done anything. The threats may not have been explicit but they were still real. “I haven’t seen him around in at least a couple of days.” 

“That fits,” the Esper said with an annoyed sigh. “He’s been too busy claiming his throne back in Seoul.” 

“Shouldn’t you be back there then?” Dan asked. He didn’t comment further on the throne analogy; he was certain Jaekyung was upset enough about it already, even though he was clearly trying to hide it. 

“There’s something more important I have to do first,” Jaekyung then said. 

Dan didn’t need to look at his face to know what he meant or the fact that he truly meant it. It was confusing and exciting and horrifying. Because he’d dreamt about moments like these, when he let himself imagine actually acting on his own feelings. But dreams weren’t reality and there was a reason Dan had decided to move on from his own feelings. If he had to spend every day with Jaekyung again, he would without a doubt fall even deeper for him. And he didn’t want that. 

“I won’t be your Guide again,” Dan said. He didn’t know how many times he’d have to repeat it for the Esper to understand. “So there’s no reason for you-” 

“I’m not asking you to,” Jaekyung interrupted.  

“What are you asking then?” Because it sounds a lot more like you’re demanding something, Dan thought, hoping his own bitter mind would be enough to make him stand his ground. He was not giving in, not this time. They’d already tried making it work and they may be compatible as Esper and Guide, but not as people. Their priorities didn’t line up. “What do you really want?” 

“You,” Jaekyung said, face devoid of any taunting. “Be with me.” 

Dan frowned. How could he be this dense? Or was it just his stubbornness? “I just said-” 

“Not as a Guide.” 

“What do you mean?” 

“Be with me,” Jaekyung repeated. “Come back and be with me.” 

Dan couldn’t believe his own ears. He also couldn’t believe the explosion of butterflies in his stomach, doing their best to burst out through his chest. There was no way he was interpreting this wrong or making assumptions in his own head. Jaekyung wanted to be with him. That initial giddy feeling soon turned to dread. That would never work. They would never work. What was he supposed to do? Sit in Jaekyung's luxurious apartment, waiting for him to come home? Watch him get another Guide? Get yelled at for having priorities other than Jaekyung? Fight with him over every small thing because that’s what Jaekyung did? 

“I don’t want to be in a relationship with you,” Dan said softly, even as it felt like he was pushing a knife through his own stomach. He was rejecting not only Jaekyung’s but his own emotions as well. It was for the best, he knew that logically, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. 

“Why the hell not?” Jaekyung demanded. 

They’d reached the outskirts of the active field and Dan stopped walking. He didn’t want to have anyone overhear their conversation. He didn’t want to have this conversation at all. But maybe this was what he’d needed to get closure, to be able to move on. 

“The same reason I didn’t want to sleep with you initially,” he said, the sting of his lie bitter on his tongue. He didn’t want to mix his personal and professional life, that was true. And it was true that while he was in love with Jaekyung, there were too many things he didn’t like about him. Too many things they didn’t agree on. 

“What, because of my shitty personality?” 

Dan remained silent. Jaekyung might as well believe that was the reason. It was partly true, anyway, and Dan didn’t have it in him to try and explain his emotions to the Esper. He wouldn’t understand, Dan was sure of it. Jaekyung lived for himself and only for himself. That was not the kind of life Dan wanted for himself. He may not be able to control his feelings but he could control what he did with them. The angrier Jaekyung became, the more sure Dan became of his decision. They would never work out. 

“You have got to be kidding me,” Jaekyung snapped. “I haven’t laid a hand on anyone else since the day I fucking met you and you still don’t want to be with me? You don’t trust me or something?” 

“I don’t want to listen to rumors but those about you are quite loud,” Dan said, hoping the jab would be enough for Jaekyung to back down. It wasn’t.  

“You wanna judge me for shit I did in the past? Things I can’t change? How gracious of you.” Jaekyung’s voice was dripping with sarcasm and Dan had had enough.  

“You haven’t exactly been gracious with me either!” He snapped right back. “You come waltzing in expecting me to jump at the chance to be with someone who doesn’t respect me or even get to know me?” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” 

“I was your Guide for months and you don’t know anything about me, as a person or as a Guide. You don’t care,” Dan said. Because it was true. Jaekyung was obsessed with his guiding, not with him as a person. Dan didn’t understand the obsession but he knew that Jaekyung had probably never been rejected in his life. It had nothing to do with Dan and everything to do with Jaekyung’s ego. 

“I was a little preoccupied with saving the city and all,” Jaekyung pointed out, like that was a legitimate excuse for how he’d treated Dan.  

“And I understand that,” Dan said, because he did. Being an Esper was stressful but so was being a Guide. So was being a normal human being. It was still not an excuse to treat others like their feelings didn’t matter; like they didn’t matter. “But you have to understand that there’s no way I’d want to be with someone who treats me the way you’ve treated me.” 

“Shit, it’s not like that’s gonna happen again-” 

“And what if it does?” Dan challenged. “Will you humiliate me, yell at me, treat me like I’m your property again?” 

“That’s not-” 

“You have no idea what I’ve been through to get here,” Dan said. He felt the dormant anger he hadn’t been able to do anything about stir back to life. He’d been worried about Jaekyung, yes, but he’d also been angry with him. He was still angry with him. “You don’t know a single thing about me, you don’t understand me at all. I’ve done nothing but try to understand you, be exactly the type of Guide you wanted.” 

“Hey, it’s not like you were particularly willing at first,” Jaekyung pointed out.  

“And that’s my fault?” Dan seethed. “You blackmailed me!” 

“You were guiding unregistered Espers!” 

“You never gave a shit about that!” Dan exclaimed. He knew he should keep his voice down but Jaekyung was so infuriating he couldn’t help but want to scream at him. “If you did you would’ve reported me immediately, but no, you just needed an excuse to get me as your Guide.” 

“Doesn’t that say something? That I had to go that far?” There was far less anger, far less fury behind his words this time. Jaekyung sounded almost desperate and while it made Dan’s heart clench in his chest, it didn’t change his mind. Jaekyung was grasping at straws and they both knew it. 

“If you can’t see that that is not a good thing, I don’t know what to tell you,” Dan said, much quieter this time. His anger was fizzling out faster than he’d like but he couldn’t hold on to it. Not when Jaekyung was looking at him with those wild eyes of his. He’d never seen him look so… distressed before. 

“Well, I was fucking desperate, okay?!” Jaekyung said. 

That much had been made clear but it didn’t mean he’d had to go that far. Normal people didn’t go that far. Dan sighed and ran a hand over his face. He was exhausted. And more than likely late for work already. “You could have had anyone as your personal Guide, why did it have to be me?” He asked. 

“It just does.” Does, not did. 

Dan didn’t know what to say to that. He knew it would be futile to argue; it would most likely just spur Jaekyung on. Whenever Dan pulled back, Jaekyung pushed forward. 

“You say I don’t know a thing about you,” Jaekyung said, voice quiet but strong, commanding Dan to listen to his every word. “And yeah, okay, I didn’t see the point in asking you about your family or your favorite fucking color. But I do know you.” 

His voice wasn’t painting a beautiful picture of love and adoration but that was probably what made his words pierce straight through Dan’s heart. 

“You chew on the end of pens when you’re concentrating, but only pens, not pencils. You only eat the cheapest brands of everything except fucking kimchi. You can’t drink for shit. Your eyebrows always jump on your face whenever you’re feeling any damn emotion and when you feel like I’ve insulted Guides in general, not just you, you get a deep wrinkle right there in the middle.” Jaekyung gestured towards his face as if to prove his words. 

“You prefer lukewarm showers but take scalding baths. You’re generous to everyone but yourself even when they don’t deserve it. Especially when they don’t deserve it. You have your license but you don’t drive, you like kids but you don’t want any yourself.” 

How in the world did Jaekyung know that? Dan had never told anyone how hesitant he was about having kids. He didn’t want to risk leaving anyone behind - or be left behind, again. He didn’t want to risk settling a kid with debts they would never be able to repay. He didn’t want to be a disappointment to anyone. 

“It probably has something to do with your own family but it was never my fucking place to ask you something like that,” Jaekyung continued. “Just like how you never ask about my family even though you’re curious. You’re too fucking polite to risk hurting anyone’s damn feelings even if it means hurting yourself in the process.” 

There was a moment’s silence, where grey eyes met brown. Sharp met soft. Jaekyung refused to look away and Dan found himself rooted to the spot; stuck underneath Jaekyung’s powerful stare. 

“I know you, even if I don’t know everything about you,” the Esper ended softly. 

“That-” Dan swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry. “That doesn’t change anything.” 

“No,” Jaekyung said. “No, it doesn’t. But don’t you dare think I don’t know who you are. I’m not doing this on a fucking whim, Kim Dan.” 

“I never said you were…” Dan trailed off. Maybe he had invalidated Jaekyung’s feelings but he’d never realized that the Esper had been watching him this closely. That he’d even bothered to notice things that Dan himself didn’t see as important. 

“I’ll give you time,” Jaekyung then said, looking like he’d rather cut his own arm off than stand by those words.  

“What?” 

“And space, if that’s what you want,” he added. “But I won’t give up. That’s not who I am.”

I know, Dan didn’t say. He had a feeling Jaekyung knew anyway, from the way he was looking at him. For once it felt like Jaekyung’s entire focus was on him and he wasn’t sure how that made him feel. Ecstatic? Terrified? 

“It has to be you,” Jaekyung said. There was no room for argument. 

“I won’t change my mind,” Dan told him. Even he could hear how his voice wavered. He meant it. He wouldn’t just do whatever Jaekyung wanted because he’d suddenly decided to share a part of himself Dan hadn’t seen before. People don’t change overnight. It hadn’t been more than a month since he’d left, he couldn’t trust Jaekyung to have suddenly realized the importance of other people, simply because he knew that Dan didn’t want kids, or that he wasn’t confident driving a car by himself. 

“I’ll wait.” 

“You’ll be waiting forever,” Dan told him, trying to convey how insane this entire thing was. Why was he so hellbent on this? Even if he had somehow developed the same feelings Dan had, they wouldn’t work out. Even Jaekyung should be able to see that. 

“I’ll fucking wait forever then,” Jaekyung spat and then finally turned around and walked away. 

It took every ounce of Dan’s willpower not to call out and ask him to come back.  

Despite the emotional rollercoaster he’d gone through, life returned to normal pretty quickly. Sure, there were more stares than before but it seemed that even the thought of Jaekyung’s presence had the curious questions die on their tongues before they dared ask them. Somehow, miraculously, Dan didn’t catch a single glimpse of Junmin either, but he hadn’t really expected to after what Jaekyung said. Everything was… oddly peaceful. Or as peaceful as things can get in a small village deemed an active portal zone. The portals kept popping up - not only at Dan’s station but all over the country. They’d increased in strength too and once again the topic of unregistered Espers were all over the news. Dan felt a stab of guilt every time he saw anything related to them. 

Nobody chose to be born with extraordinary powers, just like nobody asked to be born as a Guide. Dan had had to abandon his own plans for the future when he’d manifested; the test mandatory to get through med school. Many Espers had dreams just like his and all of them were shattered the moment the test came back with those big, bold letters. Esper. Of course, the benefits were grand, but so were the sacrifices. Dan had seen it in the eyes of the Espers he’d guided on the streets; they didn’t want to be there any more than the government wanted them to. Anyone would prefer living an orderly life, Dan could understand that. And despite all the nasty rumors going around about selfish behavior and choosing to let others die, he sympathized with the Espers who didn’t register. They felt they had no other choice but in the end they all ended up shunned or hunted down. Who would wish that on anyone? 

Yet the media painted the unregistered Espers as villains, selfish and vile, actively choosing to let their fellow Espers die in the fight against monsters. It was true that their powers were needed, especially with the increase in portals, but there wasn’t much empathy for the actual human beings, who would not only have to step forward and get registered but also receive punishment for having stayed hidden. Dan wasn’t sure what the punishment would be, seeing as the different guilds were in desperate need of more Espers, but he could imagine the fear of those poor people as they were forced into a dangerous line of work. Being in the field, the direct line of fire, wasn’t for everyone, but Espers seldom had a choice in where they were stationed. Not if their powers were of a higher level. In that aspect Guides had more freedom than most Espers, regardless of their rank. 

Dan stretched his arms over his head, feeling the satisfying crack in his back before making his way to the guiding tents. He tried to shake thoughts of Espers, one in particular, out of his head as he focused on his lunch. It had been two weeks since Jaekyung had visited and he hadn’t heard a word from him since. It wasn’t like they’d exchanged numbers but Dan had an inkling that if Jaekyung wanted to get his number, he’d be able to without asking Dan for it. 

He entered the tent and greeted Mr. Lee with a smile and a nod. The other Guide was focused on his newspaper, as per usual, but he did look up long enough to jerk his head in his own nod. Then it seemed he realized who’d entered and he folded his paper. That was new. It wasn’t that Mr. Lee was rude but he was known for keeping mostly to himself. Dan put his bag down and was about to unpack his lunch when Mr. Lee spoke up. 

“Hey, Kim, is it true?” He asked, voice carefully blank. Another thing that wasn’t like him. He usually spoke his mind freely, no matter who was on the receiving end. He was a seasoned Guide, after all, there weren’t many who’d been in this line of work as long as he had. 

“What?” Dan asked curiously. 

“Wasn’t that Joo Jaekyung fella the guy who came to see you a few weeks ago?” Lee was holding his paper out towards Dan as he spoke. 

“Why do you-?” Dan froze when he saw what Mr. Lee was talking about. Not only on the newspaper's front page but on the TV as well were bold letters staring straight back at him. He felt like he'd been hit in the stomach as the words seemed to scream at him. 

JOO JAEKYUNG CAUGHT IN ABUSE SCANDAL 

THE TRUTH FINALLY REVEALED: WHY JOO JAEKYUNG’S GUIDE LEFT 

IN DEPTH INTERVIEW: DOES JOO JAEKYUNG THREATEN HIS GUIDES?

“Did he really abuse you?” Lee asked with a frown. “He’s always seemed alright to me but if this is all true…” 

“No,” Dan choked out. His hands were shaking. What in the world was this? He’d never said that, he’d never even thought of Jaekyung’s treatment of him as abuse . “No, it’s not true, I- I don’t know what this is or who’s doing it.” 

“It says here that he blackmailed you and-” Mr. Lee seemed to read a particular sentence that had his face turn red from anger. “He forced himself on you?! Is this true?!” 

“No!” Dan reassured quickly. No, that wasn’t right. That wasn’t how it happened, it wasn’t what had happened at all. Yes, Jaekyung was blunt and cold at times, and yes, he’d yelled at Dan; the whole situation with the Guides before his rampage had been unpleasant but he hadn’t forced himself… Dan paled. He had called it assault, those were his own words. Were they coming back to haunt not only him but Jaekyung as well? 

“So he didn’t catch you guiding unregistered Espers?” 

Dan felt his entire world start spinning. What was happening? Who was doing this? Had Jaekyung really told someone, had he really reported him? Just because he wouldn’t go back with him? Why would he go this far? Why would he wait until now to do this? He said he’d wait. And Dan had believed him. 

“I-” Dan stuttered. “That’s not- it wasn’t like that.” 

“Hey, no, calm down, kid.” Lee was on his feet, grabbing Dan’s arm to guide him into a chair before his knees gave out. “No one’s blaming you for helping others, alright? But if the rest of this is true, why in the world did you even talk to him?” 

“It’s not true, I swear,” Dan said shakily. “He’s not- he wouldn’t do that. He’s never abused me, he’s never- forced himself on me.” 

“There are eyewitnesses, kid,” Lee said softly. “There’s no reason to be ashamed, it’s not your fault.” 

“It’s not true!” Dan persisted. His breathing was erratic by now and he could barely get air into his lungs. Why was this happening? 

“Woah, okay, okay, I believe you, son. Come on now, breathe.” 

“Who would- how-” Dan muttered, feeling tears in his eyes. Jaekyung wouldn’t sell him out, would he? But then how did they know about the unregistered Espers? Jaekyung had no reason to keep his secret anymore but he hadn’t forced Dan to come back. He hadn’t forced anything, not since the day Dan became his Guide. 

Would he really risk his own reputation like this just to get back at Dan? No. No, there was no way. 

“I have to go see him,” Dan muttered. If Jaekyung wasn’t behind this - and he wasn’t, he couldn’t be - then someone must have figured it out and was trying to use it against Jaekyung somehow. But why? Dan wasn’t his Guide anymore, they had nothing to do with each other. As he stared at the letters on the newspaper, Dan realized that this had very little to do with his own actions. There was no mention of his name, only Jaekyung’s. 

“Dan, that’s- I don’t think that’s a good idea.” It was probably the first time Mr. Lee had addressed Dan by his name but it did nothing to deter him. 

“I have to-” Dan stood again, his legs failing him as he fell back into the chair. “I have to go to Seoul. He’s- this is a mistake, he wouldn’t do this. This isn’t him.” 

“Alright, okay, but you can’t go right now. Breathe, kid,” Mr. Lee said as he rubbed a comforting hand on Dan’s shoulder. “You need to calm down, you’re shaking like a leaf.” 

Dan took a few unsteady breaths, trying to calm his erratic heart. His vision was blurry from lack of oxygen and he knew Mr. Lee was right. He couldn’t do anything in his panicked state. But that didn’t mean he could just sit still. 

“If it’s just a misunderstanding or baseless rumors, they’ll settle soon enough. It’ll figure itself out, son, no need for you to run to his aid. He ain’t your Esper no more, right?” 

“Right,” Dan muttered. It was what he’d been telling himself repeatedly so why did it feel like a slap to the face to have someone else say it? “But…” 

“But?” 

“But he’s still…” Dan hesitated. His mind was a mess. What was Jaekyung to him? A friend? An acquaintance? No, neither of those fit. But Jaekyung wasn’t a stranger either, he was… he was… 

“Someone you care about?” Mr. Lee guessed, his voice oddly soft for a man of his size and usual temper. 

“Yes,” Dan whispered. 

How the hell did they find out about the unregistered Espers? Jaekyung sure as hell hadn’t told anyone, and he didn’t think Dan would’ve confessed to it either, considering how paranoid he’d been about the whole thing. And what the fuck was with those so called eyewitnesses? Jaekyung may be many things but he wasn’t a damn rapist. He’d never do that to Dan. Or to anyone for that matter. He was well aware that people saw him as an asshole. Hell, he was well aware that most of the time he was an asshole. He rarely gave a shit about what other people thought of him and he wouldn’t have even bothered to read those damn articles if it weren’t for the mention of Dan. 

Jaekyung paced up and down his living room, his fingers itching to set something on fire. Who the fuck would start these ridiculous rumors? It didn’t matter that they were half-true, they should’ve never been out in the open like this. Who had enough pull to make reporters believe them in the first place? 

Jaekyung had finally accepted that the internal investigation would drag on for months or at the very least until the guild could pin the entire blame on him and fire his ass. He’d come to terms with having to find somewhere else to work, to start over. Sure, it was mostly because he was certain he could find a way to join the freelance team currently working in that sorry ass village Dan was residing in. With enough time the Guide would stop doubting his feelings - both their feelings, because Jaekyung wasn’t blind, he could see the emotions Dan had tried to hide - and they’d find a way to be together. Jaekyung didn’t give a damn if he had to settle in that little hellhole, as long as it was by Dan’s side. 

A thought that initially had him punch a hole through one of the walls in his bedroom, because what the fuck? He didn’t know when he’d turned into such a sappy mess, but here he was. Well, here he was two weeks later because it had taken a bit of self-reflection (and four more holes in his walls) before he’d finally realized that he couldn’t actually care less if he’d turned into a clingy moron. At least not if it meant he got to get Dan back. 

Jaekyung didn’t grow up in a traditionally loving home so he wasn’t sure where he got the emotions from. He was an only child and even he could tell that he was spoiled rotten. Even more so when he’d manifested and could seemingly do no wrong in his parents’ eyes. Well, until he started doing whatever he wanted, despite what they thought or wanted for him. Mr. and Mrs. Joo weren’t exactly the warm, cuddly kind of parents but they weren’t cold either. Which was probably why Jaekyung didn’t spend much time around them; they wanted things for him that he’d never even considered himself. Things he wasn’t interested in. 

Marrying a Guide from a good family, having kids - most likely with extraordinary abilities of their own - wasn’t something he’d ever wanted for himself. He didn’t see the point. Why the hell would he prioritize someone else when it was his life? But it was what his parents wanted and they’d never found common ground on that issue. Jaekyung wasn’t a snot nosed eight year old anymore though, he knew his parents had the best intentions, even if they disregarded Jaekyung’s feelings about the matter. They were just as stubborn as he was, the apple didn’t fall far from either of those trees, and so they’d come to the unspoken truce that Jaekyung would do whatever the hell he wanted and they’d stay out of it. 

Safe to say Jaekyung hadn’t exactly expected he’d become obsessed with a no-name Guide, chasing him to the ends of a burnt down village just to beg him to come back. It still didn’t sit right with him but he made a point of never second guessing his actions. Regret only led to more regret, after all. Still, there was a part of him that wondered if his parents would have had any sort of helpful advice in this situation. He knew he could ask Namwook, Coach always had at least four binders full of unsolicited advice for him, but he also knew what he’d say. Leave Dan the hell alone, you already burned that bridge. Too bad Jaekyung wasn’t known for taking his coach’s advice, even on normal terms. And these were anything but normal. Even Jaekyung had a hard time making sense of it all. Hence, the holes in his walls. 

He’d have to get those fixed before he brought Dan back into the apartment. Maybe he’d just buy a new place before then. Things he should consider after getting Dan to agree to be with him, perhaps, but Jaekyung was nothing if not relentless in pursuing what he wanted. And what he wanted was Kim Dan. 

Which led him back to his original thought: who the hell dared spread these fucking rumors when Jaekyung had finally found a proper solution to get Dan back? There was no way the Guide would risk being seen with him with all those articles coming out left and right. Dan probably thought Jaekyung, in an act of petty revenge, had spilled all his secrets to someone untrustworthy. Or perhaps he even thought Jaekyung was stupid enough to put his own reputation on the line just to see Dan suffer. Jaekyung hoped Dan knew better than to think these things but at this point he had to agree with one thing the Guide had said. Jaekyung didn’t know him very well. 

He knew his habits, his schedule and his body language, sure, but his person? There was still a lot to be learned. He was willing to do the work though; he’d already given up on his pride just by showing up at Dan’s work without a proper plan. He’d spilled his guts like a pathetic teenager, hoping beyond hope that it would be enough to have Dan reconsider. It hadn’t been. And now these damn articles were just making it worse; had they just been an attack on Jaekyung, he would have ignored them like he always did. But with all the buzz around unregistered Espers going around, there was no way he could just brush this off. If he didn’t handle it directly, who knew what they’d do to Dan? He wasn’t exactly hard to locate if you looked hard enough. 

Jaekyung ran a hand over his face, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. His thoughts were chaotic and all over the place. This wasn’t like him at all. He had to come up with a strategy; he had to get all these damn reporters off his back so he could contact Dan and assure him he hadn’t blabbed. Easier said than done because of course Jaekyung hadn’t gotten Dan’s new number when he saw him. He figured he’d be back in a day or two, not two fucking weeks. And now he was more or less stuck in his own house, lest he wanted to throw himself into the shark infested waters that was the front of his home. It was almost admirable how they refused to leave just in case he miraculously showed up in front of them, ready to be interviewed. 

He’d heard nothing from the guild, but he’d expected as much. He’d bet his house they were behind half the rumors - what better way to get rid of him than to cite those ridiculous articles? Who’d want an Esper who abused and blackmailed Guides? That last part did have a slight sting to it but Jaekyung shook it off. He’d fix that, Dan had to forgive him at some point. He hadn’t actually done anything with the information, he couldn’t give less of a shit about him guiding unregistered Espers. All he cared about was that Dan didn’t guide anybody else from now on. No, scratch that, he could probably learn to live with that if only Dan would just fucking come back to him. 

His thoughts were interrupted by his phone ringing. He growled at no one in particular, getting ready to tear whoever was calling a new one when he noticed that it was the security desk on the bottom floor. What the hell did they want? He’d already told them not to let anyone in. If he wanted to go out, he’d sneak out through the parking levels, and he had no plans on having visitors. 

“What?” Jaekyung snapped. His patience these days was wearing thin and it wasn’t exactly something he was known for having a lot of before all this crap happened. 

“Mr. Joo, you have a visitor,” the guard said politely. His tone didn’t do anything to deter Jaekyung’s annoyance. 

“I told you I don’t want any of those assholes up here.” 

“Ah, yes, sir, but this- he doesn’t seem to be a reporter,” the guard told him.  

“You think they’re stupid enough to announce themselves?” Jaekyung rolled his eyes. Why the hell was he paying so much for this place if the staff was this incompetent? Maybe he really did have to look into moving, after all. 

“No, of course, sir.” 

“Is that all?” Jaekyung asked, hoping his annoyance was clear through the phone. Better let them learn not to fucking call with every little thing when he’d already given them strict orders. He didn’t need another fucking reporter showing up to ambush him. 

“It’s just…” The guard seemed to hesitate. “I think I’ve seen this man before. And he did say he was a Guide, although he wouldn’t tell me who sent him.” 

“A Guide?” Did they think he was that stupid? “And what’s this guy’s name?” 

“Ah, I didn’t ask, sir. I just told him to wait outside.” 

“I gotta do everything myself,” Jaekyung muttered, wondering who he had to call to get this guy removed from the grounds. “Send the damn feed up, I’ll check it out myself.” 

“Yes, sir.” 

Jaekyung hung up before the guard was finished speaking and then pulled up the security feed. Now this was why he paid the big bucks; if he wanted to he could sue every single piece of shit down there for trespassing. He probably wouldn’t win but it would more than likely get them off his front lawn for a while. 

Huh. Jaekyung frowned. There were no cameras pointed at the entrance or even up at his windows - like they’d ever be able to see anything on the top floor. He’d had privacy windows installed for this exact reason. That hadn’t stopped them this past week though, which was why he was surprised to see all the reporters swarming around someone covering their face with a hood. 

A grey hood that looked eerily familiar. The person was moving their hands around, seemingly trying to get through the crowd but Jaekyung couldn’t tell if they were coming or going. A particularly obnoxious reporter pulled at the grey hoodie, revealing a scared face. 

A scared face he knew all too well. With the hood down, Jaekyung could finally see exactly who they were swarming around. 

Kim Dan. 

His Guide was here and he was getting eaten alive by those vultures out there. Jaekyung threw his phone on the couch, not bothering to check if he’d broken the screen, and ran to the elevator. He pressed the button repeatedly, cursing the stupid lift as he heard it move slowly through the building. Would it be faster to just jump out the fucking window? The low ding from the elevator made the decision for him and he quickly pressed the button for the foyer. Never in his life had an elevator ride felt this long. 

When he finally reached the bottom floor, he rushed out of the elevator, past the guards who were shooting him funny looks and out through the doors. 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jaekyung bellowed before the doors even closed behind him. Most of the reporters immediately snapped their heads around, their focus entirely on him now. 

“Mr. Joo!” They called. 

“Get the hell off my property,” he snarled. “What gives you the right to assault an innocent bystander like this?” 

Jaekyung shoved his way through the crowd to put an arm around Dan’s shoulders. The Guide may not like it but he couldn’t just leave him out there in the shark infested waters. He made his way into the building, keeping a hand on the back of Dan’s head so he wouldn’t get hit by a stray camera, while ignoring the dozens of questions hurled at them. 

“Mr. Joo, why is your old Guide here?” 

“Guide Kim, is Jaekyung forcing you to be here?” 

“Why did you run away?” 

“Mr. Joo, do you have a comment on the sexual assault allegations against you?” 

“Kim Dan, aren’t you the one accusing Mr. Joo?” 

“Is he holding you against your will?” 

“Mr. Joo!” 

“Guide Kim!” 

The doors slammed behind them, drowning out the last of the voices. Even reporters knew better than to follow them inside. Jaekyung ignored the confused looks sent their way and shoved Dan towards the elevator. There was absolutely no way they were talking out here. Who the hell knew who’d be listening in? Jaekyung trusted most of the staff to at least keep their mouths shut but after the recent articles he couldn’t be certain just who would be easily bought off. 

When they stepped inside the elevator and the doors slid closed, Dan turned to face him and opened his mouth to speak but Jaekyung was faster. He held onto Dan’s face and slammed their lips together. This wasn’t exactly part of his plan but Dan showing up by himself wasn’t either. He was making do with what he had, and he couldn’t wait one more second to touch him. 

Jaekyung thought Dan might put up a fight but instead he melted into the kiss almost immediately, wrapping his own hands around Jaekyung’s wrists, almost as if he was keeping him in place. The kiss was tame by Jaekyung’s standards but it felt better than any sex he’d ever had, with or without a Guide as his partner. Shit, what was it about this man that made Jaekyung turn into a gooey, pathetic mess? He hadn’t been this impulsive and horny even as a teenager - and even by teenage standards Jaekyung had been a fucking menace. 

The tiniest pressure against his arms and Jaekyung pulled back. Fuck, he really was whipped. 

“That’s- this isn’t why I’m here,” Dan muttered even as he held onto Jaekyung’s wrists. 

His words weren’t registering in Jaekyung’s mind. He was too busy feeling the overwhelming pleasure of Dan’s guiding. Did Kim Dan have any idea what he was doing to him? Probably not, considering the Guide hadn’t even realized he was guiding Jaekyung when they’d shared a bed a few weeks back. Jaekyung really needed to have a proper talk with him about controlling his own body. He probably shouldn’t mention it now though. Jaekyung shifted on the spot, trying very hard not to notice how his own body was reacting. He would just come off as a hypocritical fool if he mentioned it right now. And besides, blood flowing south aside, it felt nice to be guided by Dan, even if it wasn’t conscious on his part. 

“Mr. Joo,” Dan’s soft voice finally reached his ears. 

It snapped Jaekyung right out of his train of thought as he remembered why Dan was even here in the first place. “I didn’t say a word to anyone,” the Esper said. 

It wasn’t quite as eloquent as he’d wanted it to be but it got his point across just fine. 

Dan ran his eyes over Jaekyung’s face, as if he was searching for something. The truth, most likely. Or any sign of deception. Jaekyung stood still and let him look. He wouldn’t as much as blink if it meant that Dan could see that he wasn’t lying. Elegant fingers twitched where they were still wrapped around Jaekyung’s wrists. 

“Okay,” Dan then said. 

“Do you believe me?” 

“Yes,” he nodded as he let go of Jaekyung’s arms. “I don’t think you’d risk your own reputation like this just to get back at me.” 

“I don’t give a shit about my reputation,” Jaekyung snapped. He knew it was bullshit, so would the public eventually. He’d been through scandals before and he’d always come out on top. “What I care about is if you believe that I didn’t fucking sell you out for another fifteen minutes of fame.” 

Dan looked at him for a moment. It felt like an eternity, waiting for his answer. 

“You wouldn’t do that to me,” Dan said quietly. “I know you wouldn’t.” 

Jaekyung felt an irresistible need to pull Dan close but the elevator reached his floor before he got the chance. They both stood there, looking into Jaekyung’s home silently. Jaekyung was worried he’d try to leave again but to his surprise, Dan took the first step forward. 

“I didn’t think I’d be back here again,” he commented softly as he looked around. 

“I did,” Jaekyung said honestly. He didn’t add that he had thought about dragging him back kicking and screaming if he hadn’t come voluntarily. That wasn’t relevant anymore. What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right?  

“Since when were you so optimistic?” Dan asked with an almost-smile. Well, wasn’t that something? It was better than that frightened look he’d had outside at least. 

“Confident, not optimistic,” Jaekyung corrected with a shrug. There had been no doubt in his mind that he’d get Kim Dan back. He just didn’t know when or how. Turns out he didn’t have to worry too much about that. His Guide came back to him all on his own. If it wouldn’t have made him physically ill, he might’ve done a little victory dance. He made a disgusted face. Yeah, no, not even in his mind would that not make him want to kill himself. He may be slightly ecstatic but there was no reason to broadcast it to the world. 

“That seems more like you, yes,” Dan chuckled. 

That damn smile of his… Jaekyung couldn’t help but reach out towards him, hellbent on finishing that kiss from earlier in the elevator. Kim Dan being here surely meant that he’d come to terms with his own feelings. And now he was Jaekyung’s for the taking. 

Well, almost. 

“Why are your knuckles red?” Dan asked with a frown. He’d taken a step back, avoiding Jaekyung’s hand, but immediately froze when he saw his scraped knuckles. He even went as far as to snatch Jaekyung’s hand in between his own, turning it over to look for other injuries. “Are you hurt?” 

“What?” Jaekyung muttered. Why the hell had he dodged like that? He didn’t seem averse to touching, seeing as he was nearly caressing Jaekyung’s hand. Then he realized what Dan had asked and quickly reassured him. “No, I just punched a wall.” 

Dan narrowed his eyes. “Is that code for something? Did you beat someone up?” 

“What do you think I am, some sort of thug?” Jaekyung snapped. The frown and distrustful eyes made him tsk and pull his hand away. “Don’t look at me like that. No, I literally punched a wall. See?” He gestured to the most recent victim of his anger - the living room wall. At least he hadn’t aimed three feet to the right and smashed his own window. That would’ve been a mess to clean up. 

“Why?” Dan asked as he gaped at the hole in the wall. He looked like he contemplated fitting his own hand in it and Jaekyung nearly laughed out loud. Like his tiny hand could ever produce damage that size. 

“Why what?” He asked instead of voicing any of his thoughts out loud. He had a feeling the Guide wouldn’t find it as funny as he did. He still remembered Dan calling him obnoxiously big just because of one comment on his size. How was it his fault that Dan just happened to be a slim little thing? 

“Why did you punch a- there’s another one over there!” Dan gasped. Okay, maybe Jaekyung should’ve gotten those fixed a tad quicker. It looked like the Guide was legit worried at this point. “Why did you punch your own wall?” 

“Would you rather I punch a slimy reporter?” Jaekyung asked honestly. Because that was the alternative; he didn’t have the proper facilities in this building to actually let off steam. Unless they were talking the bedroom… and he had an inkling Dan wasn’t quite as eager as he was in that department. Yet, anyway. 

“No!” Dan exclaimed, as if Jaekyung was about to go down there and punch the morons from earlier. He was tempted but not enough to leave Dan’s side. 

“Then let it go,” he said. “I own this place, it’s fine.” 

“It’s not fine to injure yourself,” Dan muttered. “Come here.” The Guide then proceeded to drag Jaekyung by the hand to what used to be his bedroom. 

“Sit,” he said and gestured to the bed.  

Jaekyung was surprised by how easily he obeyed. Maybe even more so than Dan, who raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment on it. Then the Guide scurried to the bathroom across the hall, leaving Jaekyung with a frown on his face. It wasn’t like he was opposed to spending time in the bedroom with Dan but this wasn’t quite what he had in mind. 

Dan came back with a first aid kit and Jaekyung rolled his eyes. He’d scraped his knuckles, barely even breaking the skin. He’d gotten worse injuries riding his bike as a kid. And yet here Dan was, worrying that delicious bottom lip of his between his teeth, as if he was about to perform surgery on him. 

“There’s really no need for that,” Jaekyung said but he didn’t pull away when Dan sat down on the bed and reached for his hand. 

“Will you just let me do this?” He asked, a hard edge to his voice. “Please.” 

Jaekyung opted for staying silent as he watched Dan clean his superficial wounds before wrapping them carefully. He was really good at this, Jaekyung noted. He did say he wanted to be a doctor, didn’t he? It would’ve been a good fit. Dan had exactly the type of aura - and face - anyone would trust the moment they saw him. He’d be good with kids and elderly people especially, the Esper thought fondly. He took a moment to shove that image out of his head; he really was getting soft. Well, he conceded, as long as it was only regarding Kim Dan, he could deal with it. 

“There, all done,” Dan said with a satisfied smile. God, why was he so damn pretty? A man shouldn’t be this pretty, it was unfair to expect Jaekyung to be able to behave himself with those bright eyes and those full lips anywhere around. Especially when Dan then looked up at him through those stupid thick lashes. 

Jaekyung was only human, okay? Nobody could really blame him for shoving the first aid kit onto the floor before grabbing Dan around the waist and hurling him onto the bed. The Guide was too shocked to react which Jaekyung took full advantage of; he pulled at Dan until he could wrap his body around him, arms tight around his middle. 

Dan struggled in his grip as soon as he gathered himself enough to realize what was going on. Jaekyung didn’t let up; instead he buried his face in between Dan’s neck and shoulder, inhaling his scent. 

“St-stop!” Dan said, trying to squish Jaekyung’s face enough with his shoulder that he’d back off. He didn’t sound angry, it actually almost sounded like he was on the verge of laughing, but he kept trying to wiggle his way out of Jaekyung’s embrace. That just wouldn’t do. 

“Stop moving, just- just let me hold you like this,” Jaekyung said, tightening his grip. Sure, he’d love to do more but for now he’d settle for this. “I won’t do anything else. I promise.” 

Dan wiggled around for another moment but then settled into Jaekyung’s arms. It seemed his words had been enough to make him relax properly. “Okay,” came his soft reply a second later. 

Then, light as a feather, Jaekyung felt Dan’s hand settle over his own. It was tentative and hesitant at first but then the fingers wrapped loosely around Jaekyung’s wrist, stilling there as if they’d found their proper place. The Esper had to hide his smile against Dan’s back. 

This is pathetic, he thought to himself, even as he smothered his grin in Dan’s hoodie. 

Jaekyung kept his promise, which was probably what spurred Dan's determination. He’d tried coming up with ways he could help, ways to fix the situation but all he could come up with was the truth. Jaekyung hadn’t abused him and he didn’t have anything to do with Dan guiding unregistered Espers. Sure, he could’ve reported Dan when he found out but that was a minor issue compared to all the critique he was facing. 

Dan couldn’t speak for all the Guides who’d… been with Jaekyung, but he could speak for himself. And since all the articles took root from his employment under Team Black, he had to believe that his word would be enough. At least if he made sure to be heard by the right people in the right way. He just had to find someone who could help him make that a reality. 

He had one hope, but he didn’t have to ask Jaekyung to know what he’d say. It was a stupid plan, an irresponsible gamble and he would probably not allow Dan to even try. Which was why he waited until he was sure the Esper was asleep before he slipped out of his arms and snuck into the living room. He could go to Jaekyung’s room and close the door but he didn’t want to potentially get caught in there - besides, it was Jaekyung’s personal space and Dan didn’t want to intrude on it. 

It wasn’t too late yet but Dan knew there were small children to think of so he hesitated for a moment before fishing his phone out. He still missed his old one but he had to admit that the newer model was easy to use. He dialed the number, hoping he wouldn’t disturb any bedtime routines. 

“Hello?” Greeted the familiar voice. At least he didn’t sound like he’d been asleep. Dan knew Namwook liked to nap with his kids when he put them to bed. 

“Coach,” he said and couldn’t help but smile. Turns out he’d missed more than just Jaekyung in his time away. And from the joyous little noise Coach let out, it was safe to say the feeling was mutual. 

“Dan! It’s so good to hear from you. Are you alright?” He asked. 

“Yes, I’m fine. But I need your help.” 

“Okay,” Namwook agreed instantly. “What do you need?” 

Dan proceeded to tell Namwook what he was planning to do. Coach wasn’t exactly ecstatic but after a bit of back and forth, he agreed to help out. Dan knew he could count on Namwook to help if he made sure to emphasize how this would keep Jaekyung out of trouble - the man had such a soft spot for the Esper even though he tried to hide it. It wouldn’t do to have a favorite on his team but Dan knew better. Jaekyung was more than just another Esper to Coach Park. 

“This is a terrible idea,” Namwook muttered for the fifth time. 

“I know,” Dan agreed. But this was the best he could come up with on such short notice. 

“I’m not even sure it’ll work.” 

“I know,” he repeated. They’d been over the plan twice already and Namwook was nowhere near sold on it. Swapping one sacrificial lamb out for another wasn’t exactly his idea of a win. It wasn’t Dan’s either but what else could he do? Hopefully he’d stir the waters enough that the focus would be on the guild and Junmin more than it’d be on Jaekyung and Dan. 

That last part was unlikely, Dan knew. Jaekyung would always be in some sort of headlines no matter where he went, and if everything went according to his plan, Dan would find himself in an entirely different spotlight as well. 

“What’s Jaekyung’s take on this?” Coach finally asked. 

“I haven’t told him,” Dan said honestly. He glanced towards the hallway leading down to his bedroom. Former bedroom. He didn’t think Jaekyung could hear him even if he was awake but he still walked towards the window in the living room. His eyes ran over the hole in the wall next to it and sighed. No, telling him wasn’t an option. 

“That might be best for now,” Namwook agreed although there was some hesitation in his voice. He didn’t like lying to Jaekyung either. 

“I figured.” Dan wouldn’t put it past the Esper to find a way to lock him away from the world until this all was over and done with, especially if he found out what they were planning. But Dan couldn’t just sit still and wait - he wouldn’t. 

“How are you going to hide it from him though?” Namwook asked. “As soon as he finds out, he’s gonna try and stop you, Dan, you know that.” 

“I was hoping you could help me with that,” Dan said carefully. He didn’t want to make Coach choose a side but he didn’t know how to keep Jaekyung busy for long enough to be able to sneak away.  

“You think he’ll listen to me?” Coach laughed. “Do you want me to throw him in an MMA ring with Baek Junmin or something? Easier said than done.” 

“While I’m sure that would be, uh, entertaining,” Dan said. “I don’t think I’ll be able to keep anyone’s attention on me if those two go at each other.” 

“You’re right,” Namwook sighed. He was quiet for a moment. “You just need, what, fifteen minutes without him?” 

“I don’t think I’ll even need that much time unless there’s questions after,” Dan said. He hadn’t planned a big speech or anything but he did have to have enough time to explain himself. Five, maybe ten minutes would be enough, but he also knew that as soon as Jaekyung realized what was going on, he’d do anything in his power to stop them. 

“There will be tons of questions, Dan, you better prepare yourself.” 

“I know.” 

Namwook hummed thoughtfully and then said: “I think I know someone who can help.” 

“Someone who can distract Mr. Joo long enough for it to work?” Dan asked, a tinge of disbelief in his voice. It wasn’t that he doubted Namwook but if he stayed by Dan’s side through it all, there wasn’t anyone else close enough to the Esper to keep him busy who immediately came to mind. 

“Oh yeah, if he wanted to, he could probably keep Jaekyung busy for days,” Namwook said easily. “It would end in an all out brawl though.” 

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Dan said as he paced in front of the window. If he looked closely, he could still see a handful of reporters waiting outside. Did they not have families to return to? Well, it would probably work out in his favor if they didn’t. 

“It’s the best we’ve got. And I have a feeling I know what Heesung will ask for in return anyway, so at least I can prepare accordingly.” 

“Choi Heesung?” Dan asked. 

“That’s him.” 

“Doesn’t he and Mr. Joo have a, uh, complicated relationship?” Dan hadn’t met Heesung except for that incident with the rampage but he had heard rumors. Mostly rumors about how he and Jaekyung were portrayed as best friends and rivals, always compared to each other. Dan had also seen how Jaekyung’s mood could go from cool and collected to almost childishly annoyed whenever he had to do commercials and interviews anywhere near the other Esper. Dan had always thought Heesung seemed charming in his interviews and fan interactions but he hadn’t told Jaekyung that for obvious reasons, and he knew not everybody was as friendly as they seemed on the surface. 

“That’s the understatement of the century,” Coach chuckled. 

“And you’re sure Mr. Choi will help?” 

“Oh, absolutely,” Namwook assured him. “They may act like they’re rivals but Heesung’s a good guy. I think he sees Jaekyung as sort of an annoying younger brother.” 

Dan could definitely see that. Behind that iron clad exterior was a younger sibling potential unlike any he’d seen before; his temper tantrums alone would earn him a spot on the grumpiest baby brother list. Another thing Dan would never in a million years tell Jaekyung to his face. He couldn’t even get the Esper to speak formally around him, let alone get him to call Dan ‘Hyung’; there was no way he’d react positively to such an observation. 

“That’s great then. Do you think you could talk to him sooner rather than later? I would like to get this over with as soon as possible.” 

“You know you’re taking a great risk here, right Dan?” Namwook’s voice was gentle but worried. He gave Dan the possibility of backing out, although this was their best bet to clean Jaekyung’s name without just waiting around for the rumors to die down. If they did, it was almost certain the Esper’s reputation would be too ruined for any other guild to officially hire him. And which Guide would ever come near him with the abuse rumors going around even if he did magically get hired somewhere? From what he could gather from Namwook, Jaekyung was as good as done at Mingwa already. 

“I know,” Dan said softly. He knew he was throwing himself in the fire but what else could he do? There was barely anything for him to lose while Jaekyung had everything on the line. The worst that could happen was that nobody believed him. Or that they did and he’d be thrown in jail. It wasn’t the typical punishment for Guides who associated with unregistered Espers but at this point it had become a national problem and Dan knew he’d probably get a tougher sentence as a result. To serve as an example. 

“And you’re sure about this?” 

“Not at all,” Dan laughed nervously. “But it’s the right thing to do.” 

“Alright,” Namwook sighed. “I’ll get a hold of Heesung and call you tomorrow morning.” 

“Thanks, Coach.” 

“Any time, Dan.” 

They hung up but Dan didn’t move from his spot in front of the window. The sun had already set, leaving the city lights visible as a littering of artificial stars strewn across the horizon. He took a few moments just to look at the dark sky, wondering if his plan was going to work. He’d already made the decision and there was no doubt in his mind about it and yet he couldn’t quite push away the anxiety. It wasn’t like he was trying to sacrifice himself, he wasn’t an idiot. But this was Jaekyung’s future, his life… And no matter how he tried to deny it, Dan had made no progress in stifling his own emotions. The kiss earlier had been more than enough proof; there wasn’t a single cell in Dan’s body that had wanted it to stop. 

He brushed his fingertips lightly over his lips as if he could physically feel the press of Jaekyung’s lips against his still. It had been a gentle kiss despite Jaekyung’s strong hold on his face. And Dan had wanted more, wanted to stay there and forget all about reporters and unregistered Espers. He hadn’t wanted to think about anything but the feel of Jaekyung’s breath on his face, his warm lips pressing against Dan’s own. He was well aware that it was his emotions talking but he let himself imagine, just for a moment, what it would have been like if he’d let Jaekyung keep kissing him. Not as an Esper seeking guiding, but as a man seeking another’s warmth. 

He let himself imagine that Jaekyung truly felt the same way he did. 

He’d tried not to think too much about Jaekyung’s offer until now. Be with me, he’d said. Not as a Guide but as a man. As a partner. It was a stupid thing to allow himself to think about now, especially since he knew he would probably not be by Jaekyung’s side much longer, but he couldn’t help it. 

It was those same emotions, the fantasy of a peaceful and normal life, that led Dan back to his old bedroom, where Jaekyung was still sleeping. Dan should probably sleep on the couch or at the very least wake Jaekyung up so he could go to his own room. But he did neither. Instead, he crawled over the bed and lay down next to Jaekyung, feeling his warm body close enough to touch. 

The dip of the mattress had Jaekyung frown in his sleep and a moment later a large hand fumbled around the bed before locating what it was looking for. Dan let Jaekyung pull his body close, indulging himself just one last time as he settled back against the Esper’s chest. Just one last time, that much he could allow himself.

As promised, Namwook called the next morning. Dan was thankful that Jaekyung had already gotten up and from the sounds coming from the bathroom, he was showering when Dan’s phone rang. The Guide snuck into the living room, facing the hallway so he’d notice immediately if Jaekyung emerged. 

The conversation was quick and to the point. Coach had gotten a hold of Heesung, who was more than happy to help them out. Dan didn’t really know what to think about the “he told me to say that he’ll come to you when the favor needs to be repaid” but he’d let it slide for now. He had enough to worry about already; whatever Choi Heesung wanted in return would have to wait. 

“I’ll see you later then,” Dan said, keeping his voice at a normal volume despite having been whispering the rest of the conversation. He’d heard the door open a few seconds ago and turned his back towards the hall, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. He hung up and slipped the phone into his pocket. 

“Who was that?” Jaekyung asked. He was rubbing his hair with a towel but he had at least taken the time to dress before coming out. He threw the towel on the back of a chair and then turned to give Dan his full attention. It was a little unnerving. 

“Yoon-gu,” Dan said smoothly. He wasn’t a great liar by any means but he’d prepared for this. “He asked to have lunch together now that I’m back home.” He purposefully chose those exact words because he knew Jaekyung would lock onto them, instead of whatever else Dan said. 

And he was right. 

There was a slight twitch to Jaekyung’s lips, like he was trying to smother a smile so Dan wouldn’t see how pleased he was. “You really shouldn’t leave,” he then said with a small frown. He was still worried about the reporters. 

If only you knew… Dan felt the guilt start to tear at him. It would be fine. This was for Jaekyung’s own good, even if he couldn’t see that. 

“Oh, I told him to come here, I hope that’s alright?” Dan hoped Jaekyung wouldn’t catch the anxiety in his voice; and if he did, he hoped Jaekyung would believe it was because Dan was nervous about overstepping. This wasn’t really his home, after all. 

“Sure,” Jaekyung said easily. “I gotta go out for a bit anyway.” 

“Are you going to the guild, sir?” Dan asked even though he knew the answer. 

“You know I’m not, the suspension is still in place.” Jaekyung waved a hand dismissively. If Dan didn’t know any better, it really would seem like the Esper didn’t care about this whole ordeal. “Coach called, I gotta go see him. I’ll be back in an hour.” 

“Alright.” Dan hadn’t gotten the details from Namwook about how exactly he’d lure Jaekyung away but perhaps it was a good thing he hadn’t mentioned Heesung. Jaekyung always got prickly whenever he had to see him. 

“Don’t let anyone but Potato in,” the Esper said as he walked towards the elevator. 

“I won’t.”  

“I mean it, Kim Dan. I don’t care what Potato says, nobody else comes through those doors.” 

“Yes, I know, I’m not a child,” Dan said. He couldn’t quite keep from rolling his eyes. You should think he was the younger one with how overprotective Jaekyung was acting. If anyone should be careful of the two, it wasn’t Dan. He wasn’t the one being painted as a villain by the media. 

“Could’ve fooled me,” Jaekyung muttered just loud enough for Dan to hear. And then, instead of turning towards the elevator doors, he stepped closer to Dan. He didn’t say anything, just kept staring. 

“Sir?” Dan asked nervously. Had he somehow blown his cover already? 

“How come you’re being all formal with me today?” Jaekyung asked, the hint of a smile on his lips. So he wasn’t upset at least. But Dan couldn’t quite read the look in his eyes. 

“Sorry?” 

“There wasn’t a single sir in your vocabulary yesterday,” the Esper said, the smile now a full blown smirk on his handsome face. 

“That’s-” Dan blushed. He’d been so stressed out that he’d forgotten to speak formally. It wasn’t like he’d done it on purpose; being surrounded by reporters, pushed and pulled in every direction only to be saved by Jaekyung had left him a little out of sorts. “That was different.” 

“Well, I like different,” Jaekyung said. “You should do that more often.” 

“I’ll think about it,” Dan muttered. He wasn’t sure Jaekyung would feel the same way after today was over. 

“Good boy,” Jaekyung grinned. “I’ll let security know to expect Potato.” 

“Alright.” As the doors were closing, Dan added softly: “Be safe, sir.” 

Jaekyung sent him a confused look but didn’t comment before the elevator door slid shut. Dan didn’t know if they’d see each other before he was dragged away by police - because he was almost certain that was what was going to happen. He swallowed thickly and then sent a text off to Namwook. The coast was clear. 

There were even more reporters than yesterday gathered in front of the building. Dan wasn’t sure how he’d get out but Namwook had told him to go to the parking lot in the basement and he’d get them both out unnoticed. How he’d do that, Dan didn’t know, but he trusted Coach. 

Just like he’d trusted him to find a place they could call for a press conference that wasn’t too far from Jaekyung’s home, but far enough that the Esper wouldn’t get caught in the chaos when he returned home. At least Dan hoped it was far enough away; the reporters would probably swarm the building again as soon as they were done with Dan. He was going to be talking about Jaekyung, after all, even if his focus would be on himself and his own actions. 

Namwook was waiting for him in an older car, smiling as he flashed his lights. Dan smiled back although he was having a hard time keeping his face from showing how nervous he was. He’d never attended a press conference, let alone been the one to speak at one. But he couldn’t come up with any other way to get his story out - the real story, not the one the media was spinning. 

“So,” Dan started shakily as he got in the car. “Where are we going?” 

“Have you ever noticed the large space half a block down from the guild?” Namwook just asked. 

“Uh, no, I don’t think so.” Dan frowned. If they were going to be that close to the guild, wouldn’t that just make it difficult for them to be heard? If the directors caught wind of what they were doing, they would surely try to stop them. From what Coach had told him, they were doing their best to push Jaekyung out of the company without taking any accountability themselves. They didn’t want a damaged Esper in their midst. Hence why they’d brought on Baek Junmin. Dan wanted to argue that Junmin was the damaged one, but he didn’t think his word would mean much to the guild. “Won’t that be risky?” 

“As soon as those cameras are on you, you’re untouchable,” Coach said with a cheeky grin. “And I’d like to give the reporters plenty of opportunity to catch one of the executive directors when they’re going for their lunch break.” 

“Is that why you chose this time to do it?” 

“Call me petty,” Namwook shrugged. “But I do believe in fighting fire with fire.” 

“You sound like Mr. Joo right now,” Dan commented. 

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” 

Dan wasn’t sure he meant it as one but he could understand where Namwook’s anger and resentment came from. He was more or less responsible for Jaekyung, a mentor of sorts, and he’d had to listen to the entire board of directors blame the Esper for every single scandal over the past nearly twenty years. Granted, some of it was indeed Jaekyung’s fault, but the way they’d turned their backs on him the past six months wasn’t fair. Not to Jaekyung and not to Namwook, who had tried everything in his power to stand up for Jaekyung. 

It didn’t take them long before they reached their destination. Dan’s palms were sweaty and he had to count as he breathed slowly in and out to keep from hyperventilating. As soon as he stepped out of the car, he wanted to get back in and duck down. There were so many reporters surrounding the small vacant lot that they spilled out onto the street. Were they really all here for him? He knew logically that it was a good thing but the thought of standing in front of that huge crowd wasn’t exactly pleasant. 

“You okay?” Namwook’s large hand rested firmly on his shoulder as he looked at Dan with worried eyes. 

Dan swallowed. No, he had to do this. He’d already made up his mind. “I’m fine,” he said, trying to sound confident. He wasn’t sure it worked, judging from Namwook’s expression. But there was no turning back now. With Coach by his side he slowly made his way to the small platform in the middle of the vacant lot. He wondered briefly where Namwook had gotten hold of a microphone but then again, he’d probably set the platform up as well, and Coach knew a lot of people. He hadn’t sounded like setting any of it up was a problem. There was a fire in his eyes and that was enough to push Dan that last step up the platform. 

Dozens of reporters were staring expectantly up at him. He wanted to run away but he knew he couldn’t. He’d set this up himself, he needed to go through with it. He was surprised by how quiet they were. Although it was probably because they didn’t want to miss a single word in case Dan had any juicy gossip. 

“Hello,” he said shakily. “My name is Kim Dan and until two months ago I was a Guide at Mingwa guild. I was- I was Joo Jaekyung’s personal Guide as some of you may already know.” 

Dan took a deep breath as he continued: “Recently there’s been a lot of speculation about Mr. Joo and myself, and I’m here to set the record straight. I’ll be answering your questions to the best of my ability but please be patient.” 

“Joo Jaekyung has never laid a hand on me,” Dan said then, voice strong. It was the most pressing issue; he wouldn’t let them slander the Esper’s name. “He has never forced me to do anything I didn’t want to do. Mr. Joo got me out of a troublesome situation and I voluntarily became his personal Guide.” 

He paused for a moment, looking around the crowd of faces. They all seemed to hold their breaths as he spoke. “Both he and Team Black have been nothing but welcoming to me and I have never seen any of them being inappropriate with any Guide. Neither myself nor any of the dozens of Guides who work in the guild.” 

“Mr. Joo has done nothing but support me and anyone who says otherwise is lying,” Dan ended. He hoped it would be enough to get the reporters to at least question the rumors they were spreading. 

“What about the unregistered Espers?” One reporter yelled out when Dan didn’t say anything else. 

“That part is,” Dan swallowed. “That part is true. But it has nothing to do with Mr. Joo or his team. They didn’t know. I’m prepared to face the consequences of my actions but I can’t let Mr. Joo continue to take the blame for what I’ve done. He has done nothing wrong.” 

“So the guild didn’t know when they hired you?” Another asked. 

“Nobody on Team Black knew about it,” Dan said. “And I cannot imagine Mingwa would have hired me if they knew.” 

“Did they know about the abuse?” A man in front asked. He seemed keen on getting dirt on the guild, which Dan guessed he should be grateful for. At least they hadn’t outright called him a liar yet. 

“As I said before, there was no abuse. Mr. Joo has never abused me in any way.” 

“What about the eyewitnesses? There was an incident involving other Guides,” a woman further back called out.  

“I don’t know who these eyewitnesses are,” Dan said and then took a deep breath. “All Espers and Guides have disagreements but I have never been abused by Mr. Joo or anyone on Team Black for that matter. I can only imagine that these are vicious rumors made up by jealous individuals. If I had truly been abused, they should have come to me first but I haven’t been approached by anyone with good intentions.”

“What do you mean by that, Guide Kim?” The same man in front now asked, shuffling even closer to the platform. “Did someone approach you in regards to the unregistered Espers?” 

“No, I haven’t been contacted in that regard at all. All I know is that I’ve been stalked by an Esper who seems out to take Mr. Joo down,” Dan said honestly. “He has been following me for weeks and has also been in an altercation with Mr. Joo. Neither he nor the guild have contacted me regarding the unregistered Espers I guided.” 

His words had the effect he’d expected. The reporters started shoving at each other, trying to get closer, blurting out questions on top of each other. 

“Is the Esper you’re referring to Baek Junmin?” 

“That’s enough,” Coach Park said. He quickly got between Dan and the crowd, wrapping his arm around the Guide’s shoulders. “You did good,” he muttered as he moved them back towards the car. 

“Any other questions should be directed at the guild!” Namwook then called over his shoulder. “Thank you!” 

“Wait, Guide Kim! Did Baek Junmin stalk you?” 

“Aren’t you worried about the legal repercussions?” 

“Why isn’t Joo Jaekyung here with you today?” 

“Guide Kim!” 

Dan could barely breathe as Coach let him to the car. He couldn’t remember half of what he’d said; he wasn’t even sure he’d said all he wanted to. But Namwook looked proud when he got into the car, slamming the driver’s side door shut. 

“Why did you tell them to ask the guild their questions?” 

“Because you looked like you were about to faint,” Namwook said, ignoring the reporters yelling questions at them from outside. “And because it’s true. You were employed at the guild when the alleged abuse occurred. They should have been the ones to handle this from the start. They should have reached out to you and made sure you were okay.” 

“But there never was any abuse,” Dan said with a frown. 

“I know that,” Namwook told him as he started the car. “But they don’t. Instead of getting your side of the story, whether it was true or not, they saw the opportunity to throw Jaekyung out. If they truly cared about their Guides, they should’ve protected you first and then come for Jaekyung.” 

“I would’ve told them the truth though.” 

“I know you would. And I’m guessing they do too, which is why they never reached out. Can’t fire an Esper if the alleged victim won’t cooperate with their story, you know?” 

“Right,” Dan muttered. 

“Now comes the hardest part,” Namwook said with a sigh. 

“Trying not to get thrown in jail?” 

“Telling Jaekyung.” 

“Ah.” Dan started sweating again. 

As soon as Jaekyung saw Potato waving at him next to Heesung, he knew he’d been set up. He didn’t know for what reason but it had to be Dan’s work. Dan and Coach . On his way to meet up with Namwook, he’d gotten a phone call, telling him to meet up with Heesung first. Jaekyung had been frustrated to say the least but Coach had assured him that this would be beneficial and he’d meet him there as soon as he could. If this was a business meeting, why the hell would Potato be here? He was supposed to be with Dan. Jaekyung didn’t even bother going up to them before he turned on his heel. What the fuck were they doing? 

“Hey, Jaekyung!” Heesung yelled after him. It took the other Esper a handful of seconds to catch up to him and by then Jaekyung was already halfway to his car. “Jaekyung, wait a minute.” 

“Fuck off,” he snapped. 

“Come on now, don’t you wanna know why we’re here?” 

“I don’t give a shit.” He glared at Potato who flinched under his gaze. He didn’t have to say anything to him before he ducked his head in shame. Stupid kid. 

“Hey, don’t give him that look, this wasn’t his idea,” Heesung came to Yoon-gu’s defense immediately. 

“I don’t care whose idea it was,” Jaekyung hissed. “You have five seconds to tell me what the fuck’s going on before I turn this entire street into a bonfire.” 

“Jaekyung Hyung,” Potato gasped. “People can hear you!” 

“So what? Three seconds.” 

“Your Guide needed our help,” Heesung said quickly.  

That made Jaekyung stop dead in his tracks. “What did you just say?” 

“Doc Dan needed some time,” Potato said. He was standing tall - well, as tall as he was able, anyway - not showing any fear. Jaekyung would be impressed if he wasn’t so damn pissed off. 

“Why the fuck would he need your help?” Jaekyung asked, anger simmering down just a tiny bit. Of course, he knew this was Dan’s work, otherwise he wouldn’t have bothered coming up with that stupid lie, but if he’d been desperate enough to ask Potato for help… “And time for what?” 

“We’ll show you,” Heesung offered with that casual smile of his. Jaekyung grit his teeth and took a deep breath. It wouldn’t look good if he started beating the smile off Heesung’s face in a public street. “But you have to promise not to burn anything. Or anyone.” 

“I don’t make promises I can’t keep,” Jaekyung said. “Now, what the fuck are you talking about?” 

Potato pulled his phone out of his pocket, the website already pulled up. He knew Jaekyung well enough to be prepared before coming here. He was really only tagging along so Jaekyung wouldn’t start a fight with Heesung. Yoon-gu didn’t want his idol and his… whatever Heesung was… to cause mass destruction in a public area. And that was exactly what Jaekyung was threatening. 

“This,” Yoon-gu said as he handed over the phone. He was well aware that he might never get it back - Jaekyung had melted down more phones than he could count. 

Jaekyung snatched the phone with an annoyed huff. What the fuck did they want to show him that they couldn’t just explain with words? He didn’t have time for this. Kim Dan had lied to him and he needed to get home to figure out why . 

The why was very clear to him two seconds later as he watched Dan on the small screen, pale and clearly nervous as he introduced himself to the crowd. And then he started speaking and Jaekyung’s eyes grew. 

No. 

No, no, no. 

What the fuck was he doing? 

“You helped him with this?!” Jaekyung snarled. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” 

“You need to trust your Guide more,” Heesung said, even as he took a discreet step in front of Yoon-gu. Huh. Maybe this month’s infatuation was more than what it seemed. “He knows what he’s doing.” 

“I don’t give a shit!” Jaekyung snapped. “They’re gonna throw his ass in jail for this! What the fuck were you thinking?!” 

“You were in trouble,” Yoon-gu said honestly. “And Dan was freaking out.” 

“Friends help when you’re in a pinch,” Heesung added, albeit without his usual smirk. 

“Friends? Friends?!” Jaekyung was fuming. “I never asked for your fucking help!” 

“Dan did,” Yoon-gu said with a fierce expression. 

“You-” Jaekyung felt his hands heat up, throwing the phone back to Potato before he could smash it into pieces. “Fuck!” He was itching to burn something to the ground, to grab Heesung’s stupid face and slam it into his knee but he knew it wouldn’t do shit. He had to get to Dan and stop him. Even though it was already too late. 

“If you hurry, you can be there when he’s done,” Heesung suggested, still blocking half of Potato from view. He clearly didn’t trust Jaekyung to keep himself in check. “He’ll need you by his side.” 

“I fucking know that!” Jaekyung exclaimed. “Shit.” 

He wanted nothing more than to stay and tear Heesung a new one; the other Esper would be able to take most of his direct attacks without permanent damage, Jaekyung knew, but he didn’t have time to let his anger take over. He needed to go to Dan, now. 

“Jaekyung Hyung-” Potato started, stepping out from behind Heesung. He stopped before he could say anything more when Jaekyung whirled around. 

“I’ll deal with you later,” he hissed. 

“Don’t talk to him like that,” Heesung stepped between them, straightening to his full height. He may not be as tall as Jaekyung but he was no less threatening; ready to defend Yoon-gu at a moment’s notice. There was nothing playful about the way he was glaring at Jaekyung. “It’s not Yoon-gu’s fault you’re such a mess that your Guide has to take drastic measures to help you out.” 

“You don’t know shit about my Guide,” Jaekyung growled. 

“I know he’s desperate enough to ask us for help,” Heesung shot back. “And he had to lie to you because you’re too damn stubborn to listen to anybody but yourself.” 

“You piece of-” 

“They’re following the car,” Yoon-gu interrupted before the two S-class Espers could start another scandal. It may be inconsiderate of him to use Dan’s predicament to stop them from fighting but either way Jaekyung would want to know. If it stopped him from trying to burn Heesung’s face off in the process, that was just an added bonus. 

“They’re what?!” 

“The car Coach and Dan are in, they’re following it,” Yoon-gu repeated as he held the phone out towards Jaekyung. There were reporters swarming Coach’s old car, even as he started driving away. Several reporters could be seen running around, some even getting into their own cars.  

“Fuck,” Jaekyung hissed and then turned to glare at Heesung. “We’ll continue this later,” he spat before jogging towards his car. He knew the guards wouldn’t let any reporters into the building but who was to say Dan would even make it that far if they blocked his path? Jaekyung needed to go. Now.  

“Say hi to Dan for us,” the other Esper said cheerfully with a little wave. He was not at all intimidated by Jaekyung’s threat. Whether it was because he was used to his bad temper or because he knew the anger wasn’t actually directed at him was anyone’s guess. One thing was certain though; as long as Kim Dan was in the picture, Jaekyung finally had a reason to think about someone other than himself.  

“Go fuck yourself,” Jaekyung said over his shoulder halfheartedly. 

“No need,” Heesung said as he swung an arm around Yoon-gu’s shoulders. “I’ve got that covered.” 

Jaekyung didn’t dignify Heesung’s words with a response; he couldn’t give a damn whether or not those two were fucking. He had to get home. Kim Dan better be at the apartment or heads would roll. He slammed the car door and sped down the road before he even had his seatbelt on, not even glancing in the rearview mirror to see what Potato and Heesung would do next. 

Jaekyung wouldn’t say he was a reckless driver by any means. He may go over the speed limit now and again if he was in a rush and he had a habit of weaving through traffic if he was particularly agitated, but he’d never been in or caused an accident. That wasn’t about to change but even he had to admit that he was cutting it close - a little too close at times - as he sped to his apartment. He wasn’t sure what he’d do if Dan wasn’t there but no matter how many times he tried, he couldn’t get through to his phone. The Guide had probably turned it off, either to avoid reporters calling or just to avoid talking to Jaekyung. It better be the former option or Jaekyung would have more than fist-sized holes in his walls to fix. He wasn’t so attached to the apartment that he wouldn’t be able to burn it to a crisp. Even he could tell his anger was working overtime as he skidded to a stop in his usual parking spot but he was in no rush to calm it down. The anger kept him steady, kept him moving. Anger was familiar; the weird feeling clawing at his chest wasn’t. 

Never had an elevator moved slower in his entire life and he had an odd sense of deja vu. He’d never been conscious of the speed of an elevator, no matter how much of a hurry he’d been in, yet here he was, second day in a row, nearly losing his mind at the snail like pace it was moving. He was not proud of the way he squeezed through the doors before they were even halfway open but his heart was thundering in his chest like he’d just run up the fifty flights of stairs to his apartment. 

He could almost hear Heesung’s taunting voice in the back of his mind: The great Joo Jaekyung is anxious, huh? It wasn’t quite as easy to ignore as the real Heesung but Jaekyung brushed it off. He could always consider his own sanity when he was done with Dan. 

Dan, who was standing in the kitchen, eyes wide like he was a kid who’d just been caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to. Not far off from the truth. Coach was standing against the kitchen counter but he straightened as soon as he saw Jaekyung stomping towards them. It almost looked like he was about to put himself between the Esper and Dan but then thought better of it. There was a bigger likelihood of Jaekyung knocking him on his ass than putting his hands on Dan. 

“Kim Dan!” Jaekyung barked, making the Guide flinch. Good. He should be afraid. Jaekyung was beyond pissed at this point. How could Dan put himself in the line of fire like that?! What gave him the fucking right to throw his life away like it meant nothing? 

“Sir-” Dan tried but Jaekyung wasn’t finished. 

“What were you thinking?!” He asked as he came to a stop in front of the Guide. He was towering over Dan but the Guide wasn’t moving, not even to put more space between them. Jaekyung was almost impressed for the second time today and he didn’t like it. Dan wasn’t supposed to be this stubborn. It made it harder to remain angry when he was looking directly into Jaekyung’s eyes, clearly daring him to tell him he’d done something wrong. Well, Jaekyung was not one to back down from a dare. 

“I had to do what’s right,” Dan said, voice surprisingly steady. His hands were shaking slightly though, balled up at his sides like he was expecting Jaekyung to turn violent and was preparing himself for the inevitable. 

The subtle defiance mixed with the thinly veiled fear pissed Jaekyung even more off. “I had it handled!” He spat, not even bothering to hide his anger. “They’re gonna come after you, you know that right?” 

“I know,” Dan said, words still calm and soft. There was a resigned acceptance to his voice and Jaekyung felt something eerily similar to worry rise up in his throat. 

“Then- why? Why the hell would you do this?” 

“Everybody was making up rumors about you!” Dan said, a little louder this time. “They were dragging your name through the mud, I couldn’t just sit back and do nothing.” 

“You idiot!” Jaekyung exclaimed. “I don’t give a shit about those rumors, they would’ve died down eventually.” 

“Not before you’d been fired!” Dan snapped back. His calm and mostly collected demeanor was cracking. “You would’ve lost your job and your team. I couldn’t let that happen.” 

“That has nothing to do with you!” 

“It has everything to do with me!” Dan yelled. He seemed almost as surprised as Jaekyung at his own loud volume. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. “I couldn’t just let your reputation get ruined because you kept my secret. You wouldn’t have even yelled at me in front of the Guides if I hadn’t been late. You wouldn’t have rampaged if I’d been by your side. It’s my fault that all this is happening.” 

“You’re wrong,” Jaekyung said, anger nearly fizzling out entirely at Dan’s defeated tone. He knew the Guide had been blaming himself, had even taken advantage of his guilt, but this was too much. Even Jaekyung wasn’t enough of an asshole to let Dan take the blame for all the shit that was happening. “You’re not to blame for any of it, damn it. I shouldn’t have kissed you in front of them, I shouldn’t have even yelled at you, okay, you didn’t do anything wrong.” 

“I guided unregistered Espers,” Dan countered. “They’re not lying about that.” 

“Half the Guides do that!” 

“It’s still illegal.” 

“Yes, but you- God damn it!” Jaekyung ran a hand down his face. “How is you throwing yourself under the bus helping anything? You really believe everything will go back the way it was just because you told your side of the story? This isn’t gonna change anything!” 

Jaekyung turned to Namwook, who had been suspiciously quiet the entire time. Usually he would be grateful that Coach didn’t interfere but he wasn’t getting through to Dan at all. Namwook was supposed to be the smart one, how could he let this happen? 

“And you!” Jaekyung snapped. “Why the hell would you let him do this?” 

“Don’t take that tone with me, Jaekyung,” Namwook said. He was annoyingly calm, much better at hiding whatever he was feeling than both Jaekyung and Dan at the moment. “You know this was our best shot at saving your career.” 

“And I am not a child, I don’t need anybody to let me do anything,” Dan interjected. “This was my idea.” 

“Of course, it was!” Jaekyung said, ignoring Coach’s attempt at making him feel guilty. He didn’t have space in his head to feel guilty, not right now. Not when Dan’s life was on the line. “Nobody else would be so idiotic enough to come up with this insane stunt!” 

“Jaekyung-” Namwook frowned. 

“No! This is fucking insane and you know it.” 

“It’s better than doing nothing!” Dan exclaimed. 

“It’s just fucking rumors!” Jaekyung snapped right back, needing Dan to understand that what he’d done was so idiotic, so stupid and so useless that there were no words to describe it. He felt like they were going in circles, why the hell was the Guide so obsessed with Jaekyung’s reputation? He could build that up again no matter where he ended up. “You should have stayed put and let me handle it.” 

“You weren’t handling anything! You were just ignoring everything and expecting things to go your way without trying to fix it!” Dan said. 

“What the fuck does that mean?” 

“Being strong isn’t going to get you out of this, Mr. Joo.” The soft way he was speaking, like he was trying to get through to a stubborn child, had Jaekyung’s hackles rising. And what was with that Mr. Joo shit again? Dan had said he’d stop doing that. Was that another lie? 

“These are serious allegations, Jaekyung,” Namwook added. 

“That there’s no proof of!” Jaekyung said. 

“There’s no proof that it isn’t true either!” 

Jaekyung reared back like Dan had slapped him across the face. He tried keeping his anger in check but he felt like he had to cough up his words. “You- You think I-” 

“No,” Dan said. “But not everybody knows you like I do, like Coach and the team does. And without the guild backing you up, you’re all alone. I couldn’t let you fight this by yourself, especially when it seems like you won’t fight at all.” 

“What happened until innocent until proven guilty?” Jaekyung hissed. He didn’t care what others thought, he didn’t care about the articles and the rumors, he cared about the fact that Dan was more than likely going to get thrown in jail just to prove a point. A point that meant nothing because Jaekyung would still be in trouble with the guild for all the other shit he’d done and said and Dan’s sacrifice would be for nothing. 

“You’re not stupid enough to believe that’s how things work,” Dan said with a shake of his head. “You’ll be blacklisted from every guild in the country before the truth comes out.” 

“So what? There are other ways to work as an Esper.” There were endless possibilities, actually, seeing as Jaekyung was known for his powers even outside of Korea. He could basically do whatever he wanted, freelance or otherwise. S-class Espers weren’t grown on trees and he knew he was better than half the others, if not all of them. He could work internationally, bring Dan with him… 

“And none of them would fit you.” Dan’s words jostled him out of his daydreaming.  

“Excuse me?” Jaekyung said with a frown. He’d probably heard Dan wrong, but as the Guide continued to speak, it was very clear that he hadn’t. 

“You can’t take orders, you’re reckless and you put yourself before your team.” 

Jaekyung was too stunned to speak, but that didn’t deter Dan at all. 

“You’re an amazing Esper, Mr. Joo, but you cannot do this alone. You’re not capable of working as a freelancer - you’d have to take direct orders from someone beneath your own level and we all know how well you’d do with that.” 

“You can barely take orders from me,” Namwook added. “And you refuse to meet with the executive director no matter the occasion.” 

“That’s because he’s an idiot,” Jaekyung said. He’d been dragged to meetings constantly since he was a child; he’d stopped going when he was old enough to make his own decisions. They never listened or asked for his input anyway, he was just supposed to follow orders and that- oh. Shit. 

“Which you can say freely because you have an iron clad contract,” Coach said. “And because I’m there to go to the meetings for you.” 

“Had,” Jaekyung muttered. 

“Had,” Namwook agreed softly. 

“I’m not trying to belittle you and your efforts,” Dan said softly. It somehow made it worse when he was trying to be so damn kind when it was clear he was frustrated. A fact that came through when he kept speaking: “But this isn’t just about you. What about Coach?” 

Jaekyung looked to his oldest friend, his mentor. The first person who’d ever praised Jaekyung for his hard work, not just his God-given talent. He wanted to say that Coach wouldn’t be affected by this but he knew better. Namwook had fought for him the entire way through, no matter how many times he’d fucked up. 

“What about Yoon-gu?” Dan continued, the last of his calm facade falling. “What about the rest of the team, who have had your back through this entire thing? They’re fighting for you while you’re just sitting on your ass, doing absolutely nothing.” 

Jaekyung felt his rage rise like a reflex but he squashed it down. That was all it was, a reflex. Because while he didn’t particularly agree with Dan, he knew what he was trying to say. What he was trying to evoke in Jaekyung. 

“What about me?” Dan asked desperately. “What about my reputation, my life? Do you think I want to be known as the Guide who brought down Joo Jaekyung? Do you think I want to live the rest of my life being stared at? Do you think I want people to believe that you’ve abused me? And that I just let you?” 

“Why do you think I’m not saying anything? It’ll just sound like shitty excuses.” 

“I know you think you’re doing this for me but you aren’t. You’re just hiding until this all blows over. And that isn’t the Joo Jaekyung I know. It isn’t the Jaekyung I admire and respect.” 

And what the hell was he supposed to say to that? 

Namwook was standing with his mouth agape and Jaekyung was worried he was doing the exact same thing. 

“That’s-” Jaekyung wanted to snap back, to tell the Guide off but he knew it wouldn’t be anything but shitty excuses. And he wasn’t one to make those - at least not consciously. “That’s not what I meant.” It felt like swallowing barbed wire, admitting such a lousy thing. He wasn’t doing nothing , but he wasn’t doing anything either. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk back, that he didn’t want to defend himself, at least against the ridiculous rumors, but he knew it would do more harm than good. At least that’s what he’d thought. 

“I know it’s not,” Dan said. “But it’s what you’re doing.” 

There was a heavy silence as Jaekyung worked through his initial response, getting angry. He hadn’t kept silent because of Dan, not entirely. He’d kept silent because that’s how he’d handled scandals before. Nobody gave a shit if the object of the rumors didn’t respond to the questions and the articles. It was how he’d made it through all the other scandals over the years. He’d been through this before but he’d never been through it with someone. He’d never had to consider another person, hadn’t even bothered to think about anyone else through it all. And why should he? The closest person to him was Coach and he could take care of himself. 

He’d never had to be responsible for anyone but himself. Now he found that he wanted to be, that he couldn’t not be. Not when it was Kim Dan. 

“I should… let you two talk,” Namwook muttered with a glance Jaekyung’s way. He could tell the Esper had calmed down, even though he was clearly working through some things in his own head. That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing though. He made sure to lock eyes with Dan before he walked towards the hall. While he knew Jaekyung would never intentionally hurt the Guide, he had to make sure Dan knew it too. 

Dan gave a slight nod. 

“I have to make a few phone calls,” Coach said. It wasn’t a hollow excuse; his phone had been buzzing nonstop since the press conference and he had to at least take a few of the calls before they started bombarding Jaekyung’s phone. Because they absolutely would, and the Esper was on edge already. Talking to angry directors wasn’t Jaekyung’s strong suit even on a good day and Namwook didn’t want them to provoke the guild more than they’d already done. They didn’t need any more ammunition against Jaekyung. 

As soon as Namwook was out of earshot, Jaekyung turned towards Dan. This time the Guide didn’t flinch and he wasn’t shaking either. He just looked tired. 

“You lied to me,” Jaekyung said quietly, barely keeping from glaring at Dan. He wasn’t even sure why that part bothered him so much; lying was a part of life. But Kim Dan wasn’t a liar by nature, even a deaf man would be able to tell. And the way he’d been able to smile and pretend everything was fine… Well, it didn’t sit well with Jaekyung. 

“I had to,” Dan said just as softly. “You wouldn’t have let me go.” 

“Damn right I wouldn’t. This was the stupidest thing you could’ve done.” 

“I know, you’ve said so repeatedly.” There was no malice in Dan’s voice, barely even annoyance at this point. Somehow his resigned voice had the last of Jaekyung’s anger burn out. 

Why had he been so damn angry in the first place? He couldn’t change what Dan had already done. He knew he was quick to anger but this was excessive even for him. Jaekyung sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Still, he couldn’t shake that last tiny part of irritation. He’d lost this round, he understood that, but Dan had had help. It wasn’t a fair fight. He’d had… Jaekyung narrowed his eyes. 

“And Choi Heesung? Really?” He said accusingly. “Since when did you get so chummy with that asshole?” 

“I’m not,” Dan sighed. Had he been prepared for this part of the conversation? He didn’t seem particularly upset at the accusation nor at Jaekyung’s tone.  

“Sure seemed that way to me,” the Esper grumbled, well aware that he sounded like a petulant child. But this wasn’t the first time Dan had been around other Espers without telling him and that was unacceptable. The only Esper on Dan’s mind should be Jaekyung. Period. No exceptions. 

“Coach asked him to help me out,” Dan explained. “Help us out.”  

“Fucking…” Jaekyung muttered several more curses under his breath. Why the hell did they have to include that egomaniac? Fucking shit-for-brains. There was no way Jaekyung would let Heesung anywhere near Dan, ever. He may be weirdly obsessed with Potato right now but who knew how long that would last? Heesung wasn’t exactly known for his long lasting and wholesome relationships. No way was he going to be in the vicinity of Jaekyung’s Guide. Former Guide. His- Whatever. He shook his head, hating every single thought that ran through it. This wasn’t like him at all. “I’m not letting you do this.” 

“Sir-” Dan opened his mouth and even took a step forward, as if he could physically shake a different answer out of Jaekyung. Little did he know, he didn’t have to do that. Although, the Esper would never say no to having Dan’s hands on him. 

“Alone,” Jaekyung clarified. “I’m not letting you do this alone.” 

Dan stared at him without blinking for a full minute before he stuttered out: “You- you’re not angry? You mean it? You’ll help?” 

“Isn’t this supposed to be you helping me?” Jaekyung asked with a dry chuckle. Funny how easy it was to change Dan’s mood. All he had to do was give in. Not really his strong suit but he could work on that. If it meant having Dan’s undivided attention like this, it would be worth it. 

“This is me helping you and me,” Dan corrected. “I’m the one who’s probably going to be behind bars at the end of the day, remember?” 

“Don’t remind me,” Jaekyung growled. He looked to the ceiling for a moment before he turned his eyes back on Dan. “You’re a stubborn piece of work, you know that?” 

“Pot, meet kettle,” Dan said, finally cracking one of those bright smiles that had Jaekyung’s stomach tie itself into knots. 

It didn’t take long for the authorities to arrive. It wasn’t hard to guess who’d called them, even if they’d miraculously avoided the viral press release. Namwook had warned him beforehand but Dan still found himself terrified at the large men stepping out of the elevator. Thankfully, the security out front had called Jaekyung beforehand so Dan was as prepared as he was going to get. It didn’t help calm him down much though. 

“Guide Kim Dan?” One of them asked, like it wasn’t abundantly clear who Dan was. 

“Y-yes,” Dan said, eyes wide. He hoped he didn’t look as terrified as he felt but judging from both Namwook and Jaekyung’s faces, he wasn’t hiding it as well as he’d have liked. 

“We’d like you to come with us.” 

“I-” 

“Why?” Jaekyung stepped in front of him, towering over even the two tall men. 

Dan didn’t understand why he’d asked; it was clear why they were there. That didn’t stop his heart from swelling in his chest though - the way Jaekyung was standing, shielding him from the officers, was so protective that he couldn’t help but feel touched by the gesture. Even if it wasn’t going to help. 

The older looking officer sighed. “Mr. Joo, Guide Kim is under arrest for guiding unregistered Espers.” 

“Jaekyung,” Namwook was quick to lay a hand on the Esper’s arm. “Don’t make this worse. Let them do their job.” 

Jaekyung was glaring daggers at both officers, who didn’t move an inch. Whether they were afraid or simply cautious was hard to tell but they knew better than to go against an Esper of Jaekyung’s class. 

“Mr. Joo,” Dan said quietly. Jaekyung immediately snapped his head back to look at him. “It’s okay.” 

“It’s not,” Jaekyung hissed. But even he couldn’t argue against the law. Not without making an even bigger mess of things. 

Dan waited a beat, making sure Jaekyung wouldn’t do anything stupid and then stepped out from behind him. “I’ll be fine,” he said with more certainty than he felt. 

“Don’t say a word until your lawyer gets there,” Jaekyung said. He crossed his arms over his chest but made no move otherwise. His entire body was tense though, like he could explode any moment. Perhaps it was better to get this over with before the Esper’s patience ran out. 

“I don’t have a lawyer,” Dan said with a frown. 

“We’ll get you one,” Namwook assured.  

“The best there is,” Jaekyung added. “So just- keep your mouth shut.” 

Dan nodded, not trusting himself to speak. The officers didn’t handcuff him but they did stand on each side of him, caging him in. He wouldn’t be able to fight back even if he’d wanted to, and he knew better than to do so. 

As he watched the elevator doors slide shut, he caught a glimpse of Jaekyung’s face. The expression was unlike any he’d seen on the Esper’s face before. He actually looked worried. It didn’t make Dan feel better about the situation at all. If even Jaekyung was worried enough to show it, this was really bad. Of course, Dan knew that when he made the decision to tell his side of the story on a live broadcast but it didn’t lessen the fear he was feeling. He took a deep breath. It would be fine. He wasn’t alone in this. He’d already accepted that he’d be punished for breaking the law and he stood by that decision. This was the only way to save Jaekyung’s reputation; Dan just hoped the truth wouldn’t land him in jail for life. 

As he was led through the hall, Dan thought of his grandmother. He missed her every single day but he was somehow relieved that she wasn’t around to see this; even if his actions hadn’t directly harmed anyone, he’d still broken the law. He wasn’t sure if she would have been able to handle the stress of him being arrested. He wasn’t even sure he could handle it. But he had to. This was the choice he’d made. It didn’t comfort him at all when he walked through the doors to camera flashes going off and dozens of questions being yelled at him. He could barely make out what the reporters were saying, let alone find answers to their questions. 

Thankfully, the officers weren’t there simply to parade him through the crowd; they actually made sure to keep Dan safe from the pushy reporters, maintaining a safe distance between the Guide and the crowd. They pushed microphones away and shoved their way through to the police car waiting at the curb, all the while muttering “no comment”. 

When Dan was safely inside the vehicle he couldn’t help but look up at the tall building. He couldn’t tell which windows were Jaekyung’s but he still found himself searching for the Esper in them. He really hoped he’d made the right choice. 

The ride to the police station was quiet but even if the officers had tried to talk to him, Dan wouldn’t have noticed. He was too busy trying not to have an outright panic attack. He should’ve prepared for this part more; should’ve known how terrifying it would be to be arrested. The officers guided him quietly into the station and it wasn’t like he was bombarded with voices accusing him of being a horrible human being, but there were whispers. And stares, so many stares. Dan kept his head down and followed the officers into a small room. 

Just as Namwook and Jaekyung had promised him, a lawyer showed up at the police station almost at the same time Dan and the officers did. He hadn’t even been seated in the interrogation room before she’d announced her presence. Dan had never met the woman before but she seemed to know everything about him. He wasn’t really surprised; after all, Jaekyung knew things about him that he’d never said out loud to him. It was only natural that this woman knew as much. She made quick work of introductions, almost making Dan’s head spin with the speed with which she took over the room itself. While Ms. Kang seemed almost too kind towards Dan, she was ruthless towards the police officers. Dan couldn’t follow half of what she was saying but then again, he’d never been arrested before. He didn’t exactly know the lingo very well. What he gathered was that the prosecution's office had gotten his arrest warrant done in such a hurry that there were gaps in their paperwork. 

It wasn’t enough to get Dan off the hook - although he’d never thought as much - but it was enough for Ms. Kang to demand they get through this as quickly as possible so Dan could be released on his own recognizance. While the officers seemed to hesitate - they had orders to follow and couldn’t just release Dan because she said so - they couldn’t quite keep up with the lawyer’s quick mouth. The oldest of the officers seemed comfortable enough to keep the conversation going without getting agitated, while the younger seemed like he wanted to shove her out of the precinct. The lawyer took it upon herself to shoo the officers out of the room almost immediately, taking the seat opposite Dan with a soft smile on her face. 

“Don’t worry, Guide Kim,” she told him. “We’ll get you out of this mess.” 

“I’m not sure how you’ll do that,” Dan said honestly. “But thank you.” 

“Let me worry about that. Now, before we begin, I want to inform you that while I am paid by Mr. Joo, everything you say to me is confidential. He could threaten to burn my house down and I would not utter a word of what we’ve been discussing. Alright?” 

“Uh, sure.” Dan would like to think Jaekyung wouldn’t go that far but he wasn’t so delusional that he would expect the Esper to just sit quietly and wait. Patience wasn’t exactly his strongest virtue. Ms. Kang’s words did make it very clear that she knew Jaekyung personally though, which was an odd comfort to Dan. It couldn’t quite pinpoint why exactly that was, but knowing that Jaekyung had sent someone he personally trusted was reassuring. 

“Good,” Ms. Kang said with a nod and then pulled out a notepad. “Let’s get started then.”

“Don’t you- don’t you want to know if I’m guilty? Or ask why I did it?” Dan found himself asking. He knew Jaekyung had probably briefed her already but he couldn’t help but ask anyway. Was she really not curious at all? Who was to say that he wouldn’t make up excuses for himself? Not that he planned to but if their positions were reversed, he would’ve asked her a lot of questions. 

“You wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t admitted as much on live television. But helping others in need isn’t a crime to be guilty of,” she told him easily. “Or it shouldn’t be. We’ll make sure the judge  and public see that too.” 

Dan didn’t know how to respond so he merely nodded. 

“This is more a court of public opinion than anything else,” Ms. Kang said without further ado. “Because of the recent spikes in portals and the talks about unregistered Espers, you’ve more or less been chosen to set an example. It doesn’t help that your Esper has made headlines himself the past few months.” 

Dan didn’t feel the need to correct her; she was here to help him because of Jaekyung, after all. And he found that he didn’t mind as much as he used to when people called him his Esper. Or called Dan Jaekyung’s Guide. Even if they weren’t officially tied together anymore. It was another comforting thought to know that Jaekyung still had his back despite that. 

“Usually you’d get off with a slap on the wrist and a hefty fine,” Ms. Kang continued. “But because this is such a hot topic right now, they’ll most likely try to take it all the way to trial. They’ll ask for a jury trial as that’ll generate more publicity than a simple judge trial. Are you following me so far?” 

“Yes, ma’am.” 

“Right now you and Mr. Joo are on everybody’s lips. If it’s not your alleged guiding, it’s Mr. Joo’s alleged abuse. That’s not necessarily a bad thing for us but if we don’t move quickly, it’ll just land you in more trouble. So are you ready to work with me, Guide Kim?” 

Once again, Dan nodded. It wasn’t like he had any other option but he found himself trusting Ms. Kang, even though he’d barely known her for ten minutes. 

“Perfect,” she said, with a grin that looked almost feral. Dan could suddenly see why Jaekyung had chosen Ms. Kang to represent him. She reminded him somehow of the Esper with that dangerous glint in her eyes. “We’ll show them exactly who they’re messing with. I’ve always wanted to take on the government.” 

“The g-” Dan paled. “Why the government?” 

“Guide Kim-” 

“Dan is just fine,” Dan interjected softly. 

“Dan,” Ms. Kang said, voice a little gentler. “This is the perfect opportunity to take on the issue of unregistered Espers. You’re the ideal poster boy for what a Guide should be. Selfless, caring, ready to make sacrifices for others.” 

Dan flushed at the praise. “I don’t know if I’d go that far,” he muttered. 

“You don’t have to, that’s my job,” Ms. Kang said with a smile. “They want to use you to make a point, all we’re doing is the same thing. Except we’re helping Espers all over Korea, while they’re trying to blame Mr. Joo’s rampage incident on your alleged illicit guiding. If we pull this off, you’ll both be off the hook. Well, you will, at least. Mr. Joo might need a bit more help.” 

“Are you going to help him?” Dan couldn’t help but ask. 

“If he asks nicely, sure,” she laughed. “But I doubt he’ll need me for much. He has a great team behind him - and I’ve been told that team includes you.” 

Dan shrugged slightly as he looked at his hands. 

“So let’s get you out of this mess, shall we?” Ms. Kang clicked her pen and then leaned in. “Let’s start at the beginning. When and where exactly did you start guiding unregistered Espers?” 

By the time he’d stopped speaking, Dan’s voice was hoarse and he had a thundering headache. Ms. Kang had been taking notes the entire time, sometimes asking clarifying questions but otherwise kept quiet as she listened to Dan’s story. The silence made the Guide both anxious and relieved. At least she wasn’t outright judging him for the choices he’d made since manifesting as a Guide. 

“Thank you for being honest with me,” Ms. Kang said as she patted his hand. “And don’t worry. We’ll get you out of here in no time. I’ve already made sure we’re first on the list for  your arraignment.” 

Dan nodded numbly. 

As soon as they wrapped up their conversation, Ms. Kang called the officers back in and made a point to remind them that they were handling a Guide and that he hadn’t been accused of a violent crime. Dan wasn’t sure what good that would do, but he was grateful for her protectiveness, nonetheless. She also assured Dan that she would be back first thing in the morning with a clean set of clothes. 

“Hang in there,” she told him as she patted his shoulder. 

He once again found himself nodding and then followed the officers to a holding cell. He wasn’t there long before a third officer drove him to the detention center, where he would spend the night before his lawyer would come pick him up. He was grateful that the officer didn’t treat him like dirt and explained things to him properly but also slightly confused as to why that was. It turned out that the officer had a son who’d just manifested as a Guide and with all the media chaos happening recently, he was worried about his safety. He spoke quietly as they arrived at their destination and Dan couldn’t help but reassure the officer that his son would be just fine. It felt odd to comfort someone locking him up but it wasn’t the officer’s fault that Dan had to face the consequences of his own actions. 

Truth be told, spending a night in the detention center wasn’t as bad as Dan had feared. Since he was a Guide, he was kept separate from Espers and it wasn’t crowded even if he had to share space with two others. They kept mostly to themselves, as did Dan. He’d slept on much rougher surfaces before, not bothered by the hard mattress he was appointed and while he wasn’t exactly used to sharing a room, he was so exhausted that he barely noticed them. The detention officers had taken away his phone and his shoes but despite the chaotic day, Dan found himself drifting off to sleep easier than he’d anticipated. 

Dan had no idea how he got through the arraignment. He was certain he’d zoned out through most of it, even though parts got through his hazy mind. He vaguely remembered Ms. Kang speaking; arguing about the unfairness of the whole ordeal. He also remembered the look on the judge’s face, not at all moved by her passionate speech. He did what Ms. Kang had instructed and pleaded not guilty which only seemed to infuriate the judge even further. He wasn’t sure what the prosecutor said or what the judge responded, it all blurred together as an incomprehensible noise in his head. 

What he did remember though was that both Namwook and Jaekyung were present. And that Jaekyung stood up and announced that he would take responsibility for Dan - he wasn’t sure why he said it and it didn’t matter anyway, because the judge’s response nearly had Jaekyung lose his temper. That part Dan remembered vividly, because Namwook had to pull him down, whispering vehemently in his ear to calm him down. 

He was a flight risk, the judge decided. Dan couldn’t fathom why they’d think that. Ms. Kang made a point of telling them that Dan was eager to clear his name, that this was a witch hunt by the government and the guild, trying to push blame on Dan. 

It wasn’t until she made the argument that any other Guide accused of the same crime would never be detained that the judge started to seem interested. Ms. Kang wasn’t the only one who was aware how high profile this case was and when she asked the judge if he’d ever made the same ruling for other Guides, he admitted that he had not. But this case wasn’t like any of those others, he added. Ms. Kang argued that Dan had no criminal record and had no means of fleeing the country, much less the region. She personally assured the court that he would be present for his hearing. There was more on the line here than a simple case of illicit guiding. 

She also made a point of reminding the court that it was unethical to separate a Guide from his Esper for prolonged periods of time - especially an Esper as powerful as Joo Jaekyung. Dan didn’t know where she got the courage to mention Jaekyung’s rampage, but she used it as an example of what could happen if Dan wasn’t around to make sure Jaekyung was sufficiently guided. 

The judge seemed to hesitate at this, glancing at Jaekyung, who thankfully kept his mouth shut. Most likely due to the fact that Namwook still had a hand on his shoulder. 

“Are they bonded?” The judge asked. That part was vivid in Dan’s recollection as well, mostly because that was a silly question to ask. If they were bonded, Jaekyung would’ve never let them take him away. 

“Not yet, Your Honor,” Ms. Kang said, sounding regretful. “As you know, mental health is of utmost importance when bonding and seeing as Guide Kim has been haunted not only by reporters but Espers from his old guild these past few months, he is in no way mentally prepared for a bonding. Which is why we would like this to be a speedy trial.” 

Dan did his best not to frown at her words. Since when had he and Jaekyung ever talked about bonding? And even if they had - he would remember if it had ever come up - why would they have told Ms. Kang? When he looked up to see her send a wink his way, Dan lowered his eyes again. 

Ah. It was part of her plan. 

“Is this true, Guide Kim?” The judge addressed him, noticeably affected by one part of Ms. Kang’s statement. “Have you been harassed by Espers?” 

Dan stood on shaky legs, trying to follow the conversation. He felt nauseous and off balance but he knew what he was supposed to say: “I’ve had an Esper stalking me for the past few weeks, Your Honor.” 

“And is that Esper in this room?” The judge seemed to hone in on Jaekyung, who glared right back but said nothing. 

“No, Your Honor,” Dan said honestly. He hadn’t seen Junmin since he came back to Seoul. “He hasn’t approached me since I got back home.” 

“In other words you want your client to be released into the care of Mr. Joo, is that right, counselor?” The judge asked Ms. Kang, prompting Dan to sit back down. He didn’t think his legs would be able to carry him much longer. “For his own safety.” 

“Yes, Your Honor.” 

“In light of the recent allegations I feel like I have to ask.” The judge once again turned his attention to Dan. “Guide Kim, are you sure you want to be released into Joo Jaekyung’s custody?” 

“Yes, Your Honor,” Dan said without hesitation. 

“Because despite your connection it is possible for you to stay near him without staying in his home.” The judge explained almost as if he was worried he was sending Dan back to Jaekyung against his will. If any of the rumors had been true, Dan would have probably appreciated the sentiment. “So I ask you again, are you certain you want to stay with Esper Joo?” 

“I’m sure, Your Honor,” Dan said. “None of the accusations are true, I’ll be safe with Mr. Joo.” 

“Counselor?” 

“I agree,” Ms. Kang said easily. “Mr. Joo will take responsibility for Guide Kim’s safety better than anyone.” 

The judge sighed and rubbed his chin. He was clearly torn on this. But it was true that it was frowned upon to separate Guides and Espers who shared a bond - whether or not it was an official one - and if the Guide in question had no objections... 

“Alright, Guide Kim will be released into Mr. Joo’s custody. He will be required to wear an ankle monitor until the trial ends. And no tampering with it.” The last part he addressed to Jaekyung. 

“Thank you, Your Honor,” Ms. Kang said sweetly, drowning out Jaekyung’s muttering. 

“Bail is set at 200.000,” the judge said with a final nod to the room. 

Dan paled and slumped even further into his seat. 200.000 dollars? Where in the world was he supposed to find that much money? It wasn’t like he had a house he could put up as collateral. While he was starting to panic, he noticed that both Ms. Kang and Jaekyung looked satisfied and he couldn’t help but think he’d missed something important. 

The something important was evidently that Jaekyung had no intention of letting Dan sleep another night in the detention center and he was more than prepared to pay whatever amount of money the court asked for. Dan didn’t know whether to be horrified, angry or grateful that he found himself outside the courthouse, mostly a free man, in a matter of two hours after the arraignment. He was pretty sure it didn’t usually go that smoothly but Ms. Kang must’ve known some powerful people - or maybe Jaekyung did, Dan didn’t know if he knew any other lawyers - seeing as he had no issues getting his things back. He got the ankle monitor secured and then Ms. Kang led him outside, where Namwook and Jaekyung were waiting. 

“Sir,” Dan started, wanting to thank the Esper but coming up short. How could he ever thank him properly? He wasn’t sure if he’d ever be able to pay his original debt back, let alone another 200.000 on top of it. 

Luckily he didn’t get to think about it too long because Namwook pulled him into his arms a second later, smushing Dan’s face against his shoulder. 

“Oh thank God,” he muttered, and Dan felt his heart swell almost painfully in his chest. 

“Min Kang is just fine,” Ms. Kang laughed. “And I’ll take my thanks in the form of a big ass bonus, courtesy of Mr. Grumpy over there.” 

Dan glanced Jaekyung’s way and he did indeed look rather… annoyed. He was doing a good job of hiding it though, if only he didn’t keep his arms crossed over his chest. Usually Dan would’ve already gotten an earful of how stupid and reckless he’d been but the Esper kept quiet. At least for half a minute, then he huffed and grabbed Dan’s shoulder, pulling him away from Namwook. 

Dan was fully prepared for the lecture - or at the very least a stern scolding, complete with Jaekyung’s signature glare - but instead he found himself stumbling the last few steps into Jaekyung’s arms. He tried stepping back but the Esper kept a tight grip on him. Was… Was Jaekyung hugging him? 

“Relax, nobody’s taking him away from you,” Ms Kang chuckled. 

“You’re damn right they won’t,” Jaekyung grumbled. “Let’s go, Kim Dan.” 

“I’ll stop by tomorrow morning!” Ms. Kang called after them. “Get some rest, Dan!” 

Dan wanted to respond, but Jaekyung was leading him towards his car at a fast pace, keeping his shoulder around Dan’s the entire way. 

“Don’t tire him out, Jaekyung! I need him sharp tomorrow,” Ms. Kang yelled with a wave and shit-eating grin on her face. 

Dan flushed bright red and was suddenly glad that Jaekyung was walking so fast that he didn’t have to answer. He glanced up at the Esper but it didn’t look like he was particularly bothered by her words. Dan sighed in relief. He felt like he’d run a marathon at full speed; all he really wanted to do was sleep. Hopefully Jaekyung wouldn’t expect much out of him for the rest of the day. 

The drive home was quiet and reminded Dan of when they used to drive to and from work together. It was a comfortable silence, something he’d missed greatly while he was away. No, even before that. Before he and Jaekyung had fought, before the Esper started to ignore him, having Namwook drive him around. Dan couldn’t be sure Jaekyung felt the same way but his hand was relaxed on the steering wheel and the nearly-permanent frown he’d been sporting the past few days had softened ever so slightly. Dan may not be completely fluent in Jaekyung but he knew enough that this was what he looked like when he was satisfied, albeit not entirely happy. Dan wasn’t sure he’d ever seen Jaekyung genuinely happy, now that he thought about it. 

It was a thought for another time because before he knew it, they were parked in Jaekyung’s parking garage, walking towards the elevator. Dan’s legs felt like they were made of lead even though he’d been sitting and standing still most of the day. It wasn’t even that late and yet he felt like if he got the chance, he could fall asleep on the spot. 

A fact that Jaekyung clearly didn’t miss because in his usual eye-rolling, exasperated fashion, he ushered Dan into the elevator, then shooed him all the way into his bedroom, ordering Dan to rest and telling him he’d figure dinner out. It was all… very domestic and weird. But Dan didn’t have the mental capacity to worry about it before he fell onto the bed, fully clothed. It took him less than five minutes to fall asleep. 

When Ms. Kang had assured him it’d be a speedy trial, Dan hadn’t thought she’d meant that they’d get started right away. The prep work was tedious but necessary. It was also so repetitive that even Jaekyung couldn’t keep doing his whole guard-dog thing for too long before he had to leave the apartment to “get some exercise”. Dan purposefully did not ask what he meant by that, seeing as he was still suspended from the guild. When the Esper came back, practically glowing, clothes a little torn up, Ms. Kang had to physically snap her fingers in front of Dan’s face to get him to focus. He couldn’t worry about guiding Jaekyung when they were in the middle of figuring out his defense. 

The next two weeks seemed to fly by in a flurry of practicing testimonies, story corporations, and enough questions to make Dan’s head spin. He had a hard time following Ms. Kang’s strategy - not in the courtroom, no, he understood exactly what she wanted to accomplish and how she wanted them to get there. It was outside the courtroom that Dan couldn’t quite grasp her plans. He knew she wanted to target the guilds and the government for punishing Guides and unregistered Espers alike but he was honestly not sure his case would be enough to change anybody’s minds. Still, Ms. Kang was so confident that Dan wanted to try his best to do as instructed. Even Jaekyung was cooperating which gave Dan hope that they might actually succeed. 

He didn’t know how he made it all the way to trial because he felt like he’d barely slept. Jaekyung made sure he was eating and showering, which was a little embarrassing for a man his age, but the Esper seemed to enjoy his newly appointed role as Dan’s guardian. It wasn’t like he had somehow turned kind and comforting overnight; he would still snap at Dan every now and again but he was less demanding, less… less cold. He also sought Dan out much more than ever before - not to push him against walls or demand guiding from him, but simply to touch him. A hand around Dan’s wrist, fingers brushing against his neck. Even though the touches were less aggressive, they felt more intimate than ever before. Dan wanted to say that it made him just as uncomfortable but that simply wasn’t the truth; the physical proximity to Jaekyung gave him a form of comfort he’d missed since his grandmother passed away. He couldn’t remember anyone other than her touching him so warmly, the only purpose was to comfort and reassure him. It was an odd feeling to get from someone like Jaekyung, who despite his powers was colder than most. 

Dan was almost grateful for the distraction the trial and Ms. Kang provided. It wasn’t that he was overthinking as much as he was stuck in his own head. Jaekyung’s words from weeks ago were circling in his head and his actions didn’t make it any easier to deal with. He seemed genuine, he even sounded genuine and yet there was a small voice in Dan’s head telling him to be careful. It may have something to do with those small touches of Jaekyung’s. Because that’s all they were, all he ever did. He didn’t try to kiss Dan, didn’t try to cop a feel. He didn’t even make inappropriate comments and he had plenty of opportunities with Dan’s defenses as low as they were. 

Dan found himself almost… disappointed. And as soon as that thought hit him, he shook his head, glaring at himself in every mirror he passed. No, this was a good thing. It showed that Jaekyung was serious. Probably. Or he’d lost interest. Dan’s heart sank a little at that possibility but he tried to ignore it. Jaekyung wasn’t one to beat around the bush. He wouldn’t have helped Dan out like this, continued to help him, if he felt he was nothing but a burden. 

Jaekyung was better with showing how he felt through action than he was with words, that much was clear. His care was shown in the somewhat gentle nudges when Dan was falling asleep during dinner, the way he’d shove him towards the bathroom when it was time to go to bed. Dan felt it when Jaekyung would tug on his hand, for no reason other than to get his attention. He didn’t say anything, didn’t confirm Dan’s suspicions, but all his actions seemed to confirm it. 

Jaekyung really wanted him to get through this and when it was all over, he wanted him to stay. Not as his Guide but as something else. Dan wasn’t entirely sure what that something else was but he was certain of one thing. Jaekyung had feelings for him, even if they might not be the exact same feelings Dan had for Jaekyung. And for now that was enough. 

The trial itself… Well, Dan didn’t quite know how to describe it. It got a lot of media attention, just as Ms. Kang had predicted. Reporters were swarming not only Jaekyung’s apartment but the courthouse as well. Dan would’ve probably panicked if he wasn’t in a perpetual state of borderline dissociation. Everything seemed to happen faster than his brain could keep up with; there were witnesses and lawyers everywhere. Ms. Kang made a passionate opening speech but the prosecution had fair points. At least Dan was pretty sure they did, he was too nervous to actually absorb most of what they were saying. 

Their case was strong and Dan’s little stunt with the press release didn’t help. It didn’t help Dan at least; it did seem like the papers were backtracking half the stories they’d put out about Jaekyung. Instead they were replaced with headlines about Dan and the discussion of the unregistered Espers. Just like Ms. Kang had predicted - and counted on. 

What Dan hadn’t anticipated was how many Guides suddenly came out in support of him and the entire case. There were several arrests made but none got to the point of a major trial like his own. Ms. Kang assured him that this was part of her plan. She held her own in court, making sure to point out how ridiculous it was that Dan was being railroaded like this, especially in the light of all the new arrests. The judge seemed just as torn as he’d been at the arraignment, although he wasn’t easily sold on Ms. Kang’s arguments. 

The prosecution were making their case very clear: Kim Dan had broken the law and thus had to be punished. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that they were using him as an example of what would happen to future Guides who dared go against the laws, but it seemed even they wavered a little at Ms. Kang’s arguments. It didn’t help their case that the public was starting to rally around Dan and the unregistered Espers. There was even a protest in progress outside the courthouse one morning; although they wore masks, their signs clearly stated that they were on the side of the Espers, who were forced to seek guiding illegally because the government wouldn’t treat them as human beings. 

ESPERS ARE PEOPLE, NOT WEAPONS 

MURDERERS HAVE RIGHTS, WHY DON’T ESPERS? 

WHO PROTECTS THEM WHILE THEY PROTECT US?

SAVE OUR SAVIORS 

The signs were eye-catching and Dan couldn’t help but think that even if they didn’t win, at least they’d done some good. The public was getting conscious of the issues with Espers and Guides alike. It was also the perfect photo opportunity and Ms. Kang was particularly slow to get them inside the courthouse that morning. 

The trial lasted another two full weeks. It should’ve ended on the first day, Ms. Kang said with venom in her voice, but the prosecutors were too stubborn to see who they were up against. The longer the trial went on, the more the media coverage had people come out of the shadows. There were Guides and Espers alike, suddenly finding the courage to tell their own stories. Espers, who manifested late and were afraid of getting sent to the front lines, who had families to worry about. Guides, who admitted to guiding friends, lovers, family, because they felt they had no other choice when trying to protect their loved ones. Older Espers defended the younger ones, saying that the treatment of the people with extraordinary powers was abhorrent and always had been. 

In the midst of it all was Dan’s case. Ms. Kang was making headway and it was easy to see that she was moving the jury with her questions, with Dan’s story and with how she spun the narrative. But it wasn’t a slam dunk by any means. The laws were there for a reason and Dan had broken them and admitted to doing so. If the question was a simple “did you do it?” Dan would be found guilty. But the case had moved far beyond that of a simple Guide vs. prosecution case. There was much more at stake. 

And then came Ms. Kang’s secret plan of attack. 

“This better fucking work,” Jaekyung muttered. “I hate doing this.” 

He hated being paraded around like a show dog, at least when he hadn’t signed himself up for the show. He hated leaving Dan alone, even if he wasn’t technically by himself. Somehow Coach had convinced Jaekyung that leaving Dan in Potato’s hands was a good choice. A safe choice. Jaekyung was regretting ever saying yes to this. 

“Just remember why you’re doing it,” Kang said with a cheeky grin. “A matter of public opinion, remember? We’ll need to win this case out here as much as we have to win it in there.” 

“I know why I’m doing this, I just don’t get how the hell this will help Kim Dan,” he told her through gritted teeth. They’d been over this several times already and yet he didn’t feel reassured at all. “The entire country hates my guts right now. And we’re not even in the courtroom, couldn’t you just come up with a way to get me on the stand?” 

“And risk you burning the entire building down when the prosecution starts asking questions? No thanks.” 

“You underestimate my self control,” Jaekyung said with an eye roll.  

“You underestimate your own feelings,” Kang told him with a too-sweet smile. “If it’d get Dan out of trouble, I’m pretty sure you’d burn the entire city down.” 

Jaekyung wanted to argue, he really did. But he wasn’t a moron or a liar. He knew she was right. It was infuriating and annoying, just like everything she did, but she also happened to be amazing at her job. It was why Jaekyung hired her in the first place. 

“And you’re sure this’ll work?” 

“Positive,” she assured him. “Just do as I told you and you’ll be fine. There are still plenty of people on your side of this thing. Even more will be if you do this right.” 

“I’m not worried about me,” Jaekyung muttered. “And of course, I’ll do it right. Who the hell do you think I am?” 

“An selfish bastard with an ego the size of the sun, which I guess fits your powers well,” Kang told him easily. If she wasn’t so damn infuriating, Jaekyung might actually like her. She had guts and the power to back it up. 

“Why have the selfish bastard try to evoke sympathy of all things then?” Jaekyung couldn’t help but smirk at her. He knew very well why she wanted him of all people to do this. His name carried far more weight than hers when it came to matters regarding Espers and Guides. She was just too proud to admit it. 

“Because nobody will believe you’re faking it,” she said. “There’s no way you’d risk bruising your ego just to make up a story. Everybody knows that.” 

And with those words she sauntered onto the podium, tapping the microphone lightly. 

“We’re here today to talk about the outrageous allegations towards my client, Guide Kim Dan,” Kang said, her voice holding such authority even Jaekyung couldn’t help but look at her. “But this is not just about the unfair trial of one Guide. This is about the injustice that is happening all over the country. This is about the witch hunt the government and guilds are conducting, simply because the people of Seoul want to be respected as people , not weapons of destruction.” 

Kang waited a beat, making sure all eyes were on her, before continuing: “But I know that anything I say will be construed as a lawyer speaking for her client, so instead I’ll let someone who knows just about everything about this topic do the talking. Mr. Joo, if you will?” 

Jaekyung didn’t roll his eyes at her suddenly polite tone, but it was damn close. He made sure to keep his expression neutral as he stepped up to the microphone. There was no reason to introduce himself, everybody worth a damn knew who he was. 

“I was registered as an Esper when I was eight years old,” Jaekyung started, voice void of emotion. It was the best he could do; he’d never regretted being registered and he certainly hadn’t minded getting an early start in his career. He understood the importance of what Kang was trying to do but if it hadn’t been for Dan, he wouldn’t have gotten involved like this. “My class was immediately noted as S or higher. Because of my rank I was not allowed near any of the other Espers, children or adults, until they were sure I could control my powers. I went through hundreds of tests before I was allowed to set foot outside the guild. We’re expected to put others before ourselves and our lives from the moment we manifest. I spent all my free time at the guild, training and getting poked and prodded before I even started middle school.” 

It wasn’t like Jaekyung hadn’t enjoyed being the center of attention but both Coach and Kang had insisted that he phrase his story this way. Nobody would feel bad for some asshole who voluntarily pushed people out of the way to get to the top. No, they’d sympathize with the young kid, who had no friends, who was separated from his family and who was forced to work before he even came of age. Sure, Jaekyung could see his life in that light but he chose not to. He’d enjoyed far more than he’d despaired. Not that he was about to tell them that. 

“I’m not saying we shouldn’t protect our country,” Jaekyung added as soon as he saw the frowns in the crowd. “But most Espers aren’t as lucky as I am with resources and support. Most Espers are pushed until they break and then they’re blamed for breaking in the first place. Espers and Guides have no choice in their work, they have no freedom to choose. So are we really surprised that some hide the fact that they’ve manifested?” 

There went a mutter through the crowd and Jaekyung smothered a grin. He got them. 

“The unregistered Espers are seeking guiding to avoid rampage. Rampage that would level our cities, our entire country. They’re doing everything they can to keep people safe while also keeping their freedom. Should the discussion really be whether the Guides are doing something unethical by stopping dozens of Espers from rampaging? Or should we maybe take a look at how Espers are treated from the moment we manifest?” 

Jaekyung remembered the team dinner. It felt like years ago, although at most it had been eight months. He remembered Dan’s words, how he’d dreamed of becoming a doctor but hadn’t fought for it after he’d manifested. 

“This goes for Guides too. Nobody ever asks what Guides and Espers want to do in life. Because we don’t get to have a choice. Since that’s the case, the least the guilds and government could do is to treat us with respect, instead of acting like we’re expendable weapons made for them to use however they’d like.” 

He clenched his jaw once, hating what he was about to say. He hated using his own faults and weaknesses, hating showing them to strangers, but that was the entire point of this. Anybody could break - even an S-class Esper - if they didn’t get proper guiding. 

“If someone of my power level can rampage, even when I'm being watched twenty four hours a day, how do you think an Esper without any guiding will do, all alone on the streets? Kim Dan and all the Guides who guide the unregistered are saving lives. If the government didn't treat us like we were designed for them to use however they want, maybe we wouldn't have so many unregistered Espers.” 

Jaekyung took a deep breath. He remembered what he was supposed to say but at this point he was getting angry. Angry and frustrated that he had to state these things at all. He wasn’t a fucking politian, this wasn’t his job. But if he wanted to save Kim Dan’s ass, he had to pretend, just for a little bit longer. 

“Kim Dan is one of many Guides who try to help those in need. Punishing Guides for keeping the city safe seems fucking stupid to me.” 

Alright, he’d promised not to swear but he wasn’t made for this shit. Namwook was standing off to the side and he was clearly shaking his head but he didn’t look too pissed. Kang looked like she’d just gotten an early Christmas present, so he couldn’t be doing too bad. If they’d wanted clean language on top of a speech, they should’ve chosen someone else. Jaekyung wasn’t the only Esper with a supposed sob story to share. 

He was the one with the name everyone in the country knew though. And he’d be damned if he couldn’t use his own fucking name to get his Guide out of this mess. 

“Why are we punishing those who try to save lives?” Jaekyung asked the crowd. He’d never wanted to throttle himself as much as he did right now, but he swallowed down the urge. He was doing this for Dan, who cared if he sounded pathetic? He’d parade around naked, yelling this speech at the top of his lungs if it got his Guide out. “Why aren’t we focusing on making it worth it for Espers to get registered? Assure them that they’ll be treated with respect and dignity instead of promising them a life in a jail cell if they don’t comply with the guilds’ demands and outrageous expectations.” 

Jaekyung paused and looked around, making sure to keep his face from showing how annoyed he was at even having to say these things. It didn’t take a genius to see how guilds were treating unregistered Espers; why the hell did he have to point it out like this? Just when his patience was about to run out, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Fucking finally. 

“I think Jaekyung has made a great point,” Kang said with her signature smile. Too sweet, too bright, but the crowd was reassured by her presence. “And of course, we’ll answer any questions you may have.” 

Jaekyung nearly rolled his eyes. He was well aware that by ‘we’ Kang meant the two of them but he was done being a show dog for now; he wanted to get back home to Dan. Preferably kicking Potato out on his way in. He still hadn’t forgotten that little traitor tricking him. Sure, it may have been Dan’s plan but Jaekyung wasn’t so cruel that he’d keep being angry with the Guide, when he was already so stressed out. 

Potato on the other hand… Jaekyung grinned. He almost hoped that bastard Heesung was still obsessed enough to come pick him up. Then he’d be able to unleash his rage on both of them. Two birds, one furious Jaekyung. 

Before Kang could coerce him into her interview, Jaekyung walked off the side of the podium. It wouldn’t do for him to stand there imagining all the ways he could terrorize Heesung and Potato; the reporters would think he was making light of the entire situation. And after what he’d just put himself through, he was not about to do another fucking “I’m sorry I was smiling” press release. He knew he couldn’t exactly leave yet but Namwook would be able to answer all questions as well as he could - and more politely too, so Kang would just have to forgive him this one time. 

He watched from the sidelines and both Coach and Kang answered the reporters’ questions, diverting their attention away from Jaekyung and back to the case at hand. He was there to draw headlines, to invoke sympathy for the unregistered Espers and to make sure people knew Dan had someone powerful behind him. That’s what he’d agreed to, anyway, and from what he could tell it seemed to be working. 

Jaekyung had to admit that they were doing a good job. Great, even, with the way Kang spun both Jaekyung’s story and Dan’s. The media may not have been entirely convinced which side to be on but by the end of the press release, it was clear where they stood. The same side as any decent person would. On the side of the Guides and Espers. On Dan’s side. 

Let’s see the prosecution spin this in their favor, Jaekyung thought with a grin. He had enough mind to hide it behind his hand but anyone with eyes would be able to tell he was amused even if they wouldn’t be able to tell by what. 

No matter how isolated the jury was supposed to be, there was no way the outrage and media coverage wouldn’t reach them somehow. And even if it didn’t, this would give them plenty of opportunity to change enough minds that when it came time for an appeal, nobody with a working brain would be able to find Dan guilty. 

Not with more than half the Guides and Espers in the entire country being on his side, not to mention the international support pouring in from all over the world. Kang had been right about winning the case outside the courtroom and once again Jaekyung was satisfied that he’d reached out to her. Now all they had to do was wait for the verdict. 

They’d won. 

Dan had no idea how it happened, how Ms. Kang had pulled it off, but they did it. He was free to go. They won. Sure, he had to pay a hefty fine, like any Guide before him, but he wasn’t going to prison. He was a free man, the fine more of a way for the prosecution to save face than anything else. And if Ms. Kang got her way, even the fine would be annulled when she was done with the prosecutor’s office. She reminded Dan immensely of Jaekyung and he wondered briefly if they might be related. He didn’t think Jaekyung had a sister and they didn’t look alike but maybe distant cousins? There was something there, he was sure of it. Two people couldn’t be so elated at getting to show off their own powers without having something to tie them together. 

Trying to distract himself with these thoughts only worked for so long. Dan was too overwhelmed to take anything in; the verdict and the subsequent dismissal of his case due to lack of evidence and an overreach on the prosecutor’s side was enough to leave his head spinning. 

“Which self respecting Guide wouldn’t say whatever he had to in order to save his Esper?” Ms. Kang had asked the court at one point. 

She hadn’t said that he’d lied because he hadn’t, but she also reminded the jury that there were no witnesses. No unregistered Espers had come forward to testify that Dan had guided them, and they never would. Just as she’d predicted, the case became more about the ethics and methods of the guilds and their treatment of Espers than Dan’s actual actions. It was hard to follow but what mattered was that they’d won. 

Dan was free to go. 

But go where? 

Should he go back to his grandmother’s village? He still technically had his small house, his freelance guiding. He had something to return to. Somewhere he was needed, somewhere he mattered, even if he was one of many. He also had debts to pay off and reporters lining up to interview him. It would probably be easier to manage in a small town than somewhere as big and busy as Seoul. 

The answer should be easy. He’d done what he’d come here to do. He’d not only cleared Jaekyung’s name but also taken responsibility for his own actions. No one could use it against him anymore, the case was over. There was still the situation with the guild but Dan didn’t necessarily have to be here for that. He wasn’t a part of Team Black anymore. 

He looked at Jaekyung as they exited the courthouse. 

The Esper had stayed by his side through it all. Not just by his side but fighting for him as well. Dan hadn’t been aware of the interview before he saw it on the news, bits and pieces of Jaekyung’s deep voice coming through the screen, sharing personal details that he didn’t need to share. That he hadn’t shared before now because as he spoke, it was clear even through the TV that he was uncomfortable with the whole ordeal. And yet he’d still done it. 

Jaekyung had brushed him off when he’d asked about it; said that it was no big deal. But to Dan it was. He’d never seen Jaekyung put others before himself like that - and to think he’d done that for Dan? It made those pesky butterflies in his stomach act up and his heart felt too big for his chest. His feelings for Jaekyung had not diminished in the weeks he’d been back, quite the contrary. It didn’t help that Jaekyung was clearly trying to be on his best behavior; Dan had never been babied as much as he’d been the past month. He didn’t technically need the Esper to take care of him but it still felt nice. 

Dan wondered if it would last now that he wasn’t looking at jail time anymore. He knew Jaekyung had paid his fine before they’d even left the courthouse - despite Dan’s protests - but that didn’t mean he’d want to keep things as they were. 

They needed to have a proper talk but one thing was certain for Dan. It felt wrong somehow whenever he thought about leaving. He wanted to stay by Jaekyung’s side, he just wasn’t sure that was the right call. Was he driven by his feelings for the Esper? Feelings change all the time. Who was to say that Jaeykung would feel the same a month from now? Two months? Perhaps it was the chase that had excited him and not the prospect of Dan himself. 

Jaekyung had been almost sweet during the entire trial - well, as sweet as he could possibly be without turning into another person at least. The inappropriate comments had been kept to a minimum, the touches had been caring, not coercive. He’d taken care of Dan. Made him feel comforted and safe. Made him feel like he wasn’t alone. 

But was that enough? 

And what did he really want from Dan? 

When they arrived at the apartment - having gone through the basement to avoid the crowd of reporters still present outside - Dan took a deep breath. There was only one way to find out what to do when he couldn’t make a decision on his own. He’d just have to rip the bandaid off and actually talk to Jaekyung. 

“Mr. Joo,” Dan started hesitantly when they stepped out of the elevator. He’d have to choose his words carefully if he wanted the Esper to listen and not just hear what he wanted to hear. 

“Man, I’m exhausted,” Jaekyung yawned exaggeratedly. He’d barely toed off his shoes before he held out a hand towards Dan, wiggling his fingers expectantly. 

“Do you- Do you want me to hold your hand?” Dan asked with a frown. The way Jaekyung was wiggling his fingers around reminded him of the first time they met. It was a demanding little gesture, almost like a child asking for candy he knew he was getting. 

Ah. 

“You’re free to hold something else, if you’d prefer,” Jaekyung said with a smirk. “As long as you keep the guiding going, I don’t mind.” 

“Or you could rest like a regular person,” Dan suggested. He wouldn’t be able to keep Jaekyung’s attention on their conversation if he started guiding him. And besides, he looked perfectly fine, there were no external signs that he needed guiding immediately. He was just being a spoiled brat. 

“Where’s the fun in that?” Jaekyung asked. 

Dan couldn’t help but roll his eyes at that. Of course, it still came down to fun for Jaekyung. Dan put on the house slippers and walked towards the living room. He needed to sit down before his knees gave out. One of them was actually exhausted and needed a break. He didn’t sit down though, because Jaekyung’s next words reached him before he got to the couch. 

“You’re really not gonna guide me after I stuck my neck out for you?” Jaekyung asked, following Dan into the living room. He didn’t sound angry which was all the more confusing. He almost sounded… hesitant? That couldn’t be right. 

“How well has trying to blackmail me worked for you thus far?” Dan asked with a sigh. This was not how he’d imagined their conversation to start. It hadn’t even occurred to him that Jaekyung would slip right back into his usual attitude now that the trial was over. No, that was a lie, it had occurred to him. He’d just hoped they could talk before it happened. 

“Well, you’re here, aren’t you?” Jaekyung grinned, hands on his hips, like he’d just won the argument. Not that there’d been one to begin with. 

“I’m grateful for your help, you know that,” Dan started. He would never be able to repay Jaekyung for what he’d done - not in money or in verbal gratitude. 

“But?” Jaekyung prompted. 

“But this doesn’t magically fix everything,” Dan finished. The trial and their relationship were two different things. Two different conversations. If Jaekyung had only helped him to gain his favor, to have something else to hold over his head, he didn’t know how he’d handle it. Not after seeing how kind the Esper could be, when he made an effort.  

“A grand gesture ain’t enough for you, huh? I risked a lot doing that bullshit interview.” 

“What grand gesture? You’re more popular than ever.” It was true. Jaekyung sharing his story had not only helped Dan, but many others. And the media and public alike loved every single detail. The poor, lonely boy, who’d been forced to grow up too quickly. Apparently many excused Jaekyung’s… well, everything on his upbringing. The Esper didn’t deny it but Dan could tell by the twitch in his eyes that he hated that particular part of their adoration. 

“I am, aren’t I?” Jaekyung smirked. “I could probably get any Guide I want.” 

“Go ask one of them then,” Dan snapped. It felt like they were back to square one with how Jaekyung was speaking. Even though it didn’t sound like a taunt, it still stung. Thinking about Jaekyung with other Guides made Dan’s heart tighten painfully in his chest. 

“I told you before, Kim Dan. I don’t want them, I want you.” 

“Then maybe you should show that with a grand gesture,” Dan couldn’t help but mock. He was exhausted, he couldn’t really be blamed for his short temper. God knows Jaekyung had had his fair share of outbursts in the time they’d known each other. Dan was allowed one or two snappy comments, even if his stomach was doing somersaults at Jaekyung’s words. He couldn’t give in just because the Esper was looking at him with those heated eyes of his. 

“Is that what you want?” Jaekyung asked with a raised eyebrow. The grin slowly growing on his face made Dan frown. Why did he look like he’d just won some big prize? “You want me on my knees, begging?” 

“I never said- sir!” Dan exclaimed as Jaekyung got on his knees right in front of him. 

“Been a while since I’ve done this,” Jaekyung muttered as he straightened his back. “You’re not as innocent as you look, are you, Kim Dan? But I’m not begging, you’re gonna have to do that part later.” 

“You- you’re insane,” Dan deadpanned. He couldn’t help but stare; he’d never looked down on Jaekyung before and the sight made something curl tightly in his stomach. He didn’t think Jaekyung would actually get on his knees for anyone, let alone him. “Get up from there.” 

“I’ve barely been down here for a minute. Is this really enough for you?” Jaekyung asked with a cheeky smile. 

“I never said I wanted you to beg! That was all you,” Dan pointed out. And then because he couldn’t take it anymore, he stepped forward to grab Jaekyung’s arm and pull him to his feet. “Will you please just get up?” 

“You’re not too easy to please,” Jaekyung stated as he brushed invisible dust off his knees. 

“I’m plenty easy!” Dan snapped, belatedly realizing that he should’ve phrased that differently. Any other way would’ve been better. 

“Are you now?” If it had been anyone else wiggling their eyebrows like that, Dan would have laughed. Instead he couldn’t help but shiver at the predatory glint in Jaekyung’s eyes. He tried to shake it off. 

“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” he said. “Stop twisting my words.” 

“Stop being so ambiguous,” the Esper countered.  

“I’m not.” 

“You are,” Jaekyung insisted as he took a step closer. “You’ve never outright rejected me.” 

“I have too!” Dan said, stepping back until the back of his knees hit the couch. “Several times, in fact. You’ve just never listened to me.” 

“Because I know it’s not what you really want,” Jaekyung said with a shrug. He was standing dangerously close by now, almost caging Dan in against the couch. 

“How could you possibly know what I want?” 

“You’re not as difficult to figure out as you’d like to think, Kim Dan,” Jaekyung told him softly, like they were sharing a secret. “You leave signs all over the place, like you want me to keep going after you.” 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Dan muttered even as his cheeks flushed. Of course, he knew. He’d never been good at hiding his emotions. He wasn’t an idiot and neither was Jaekyung. Of course, the Esper had noticed his feelings at this point. How could he not? But that didn’t mean he’d purposefully lead Jaekyung on. He wasn’t even sure what he wanted, there was no way he could’ve hinted at something he didn’t know himself. 

“You know, it’s a felony to lie to a judge in court,” Jaekyung then said out of the blue.  

“Of course, I know that.” Dan frowned at the sudden change of subject. “What does that have to do with anything?” 

“Did you or did you not imply that we were getting bonded?” 

“That- that wasn’t me! It was Ms. Kang!” Dan was sure his face was as red as a tomato by now. How horrifying, he’d forgotten all about that part. He’d never even entertained the thoughts of bonding, least of all with Jaekyung. Their track record so far hadn’t really left room for those kinds of fantasies. Dan’s messy personal life sure hadn’t; he’d always been sure he’d spend the rest of his life trying to pay off his debts, never having time to worry about relationships. 

“You didn’t deny it though,” Jaekyung pointed out with a shit eating grin, all teeth and squinted eyes. Oh, he was enjoying this way too much.  

“Well, that’s- I couldn’t- it would’ve-” Dan spluttered. How was he going to explain? He’d just gone along with Ms. Kang’s plan, it wasn’t like he could’ve just stood up and objected, but he didn’t want Jaekyung to think it had been his idea. He really hadn’t known she’d use their connection as some sort of argument for getting Dan out of the detention center. He was grateful, of course, but looking at Jaekyung’s borderline feral expression, Dan couldn’t help but regret his own inactions a little. He pointedly ignored the quiet voice in the back of his mind screaming with joy, seeing Jaekyung not only not disgusted by the thought of bonding with him, but actually looking like he was excited about the prospect. 

“Breathe, Kim Dan, or you might choke before I get my dick anywhere near your mouth,” Jaekyung purred, stepping impossible closer.  

“Mr. Joo,” Dan gasped. He knew that the blush had spread all the way down his chest by now and he needed to get himself under control. He had things to say, things they needed to talk about. He couldn’t just get swept away by Jaekyung’s actions; he had to focus. But it was getting increasingly harder to do so when he could feel Jaekyung’s hot breath on his face. There was a faint minty scent and Dan wondered if he’d been chewing gum or if his breath was just naturally nice. 

“Come on,” Jaekyung chuckled. “It’s not like I’m gonna push you back on the couch and shove it in your mouth. I have manners.” 

Dan was instantly aware of how easy it would be for Jaekyung to do just that and swallowed with difficulty. He should be more surprised than he was at the fact that the thought didn’t scare him. No, quite the contrary if he was completely honest. 

His response came out breathier than he’d wanted as he said: “Poor manners, if you ask me.” 

“I’m always ready to ask you.” 

“Liar,” Dan whispered. 

At this point they were standing so close they were almost touching. Dan could feel every time Jaekyung inhaled by the expansion of his chest; brushing softly against Dan’s own. He found himself matching his breathing just so he could feel that featherlight touch over and over again. He could barely remember what he’d wanted to talk about in the first place, he was too busy focusing on Jaekyung’s breathing, the soft whisper of warmth on his face comforting and intimate in a way he’d never imagined it could be. 

After a few moments of silence, Dan finally lifted his eyes so he could look at Jaekyung’s face instead of blinking slowly at his chin. The heated gaze staring back at him had his stomach swoop in anticipation. It felt completely different from all the other times the Esper had looked at him with heat in his eyes. There was a hunger there, but it was kinder, gentler somehow, but no less intense. He didn’t move though; didn’t lean in to close the distance between them. It left Dan wanting , something akin to hope settling in his chest and he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. 

Jaekyung’s eyes immediately followed the movement and Dan found himself watching his Adam’s apple bop up and down once as he swallowed. Jaekyung raised one hand, carefully trailing his thumb over Dan’s chin and then his lip, pulling it from his teeth. He pushed down on the plump skin, opening Dan’s mouth slightly in the process. Those warm eyes never once strayed from Dan’s lips even after he dropped his hand back to his side. 

Dan didn’t know if it was anxiety or excitement soaring through his veins but his skin felt hot where Jaekyung had touched him. Gone were thoughts of future plans, of discussing their relationship and what they both wanted. Because it was suddenly abundantly clear what that was right now. And it had nothing to do with words and everything to do with being even closer than they were now. 

Jaekyung’s eyes roamed over his face, his shoulders and neck and then he took a step back and Dan couldn’t help the overwhelming disappointment that hit him. Had he somehow misread the situation? Had he inadvertently rejected Jaekyung? For once that was the last thing he wanted to do. 

Then Jaekyung lowered himself to the floor once again and Dan’s heart skipped a beat. Ah, he hadn’t misread anything, the Esper was just being an idiot again. 

“Will you stop that?” Dan rolled his eyes even as he tried to smother a smile. He really didn’t need any grand gestures, he’d just been upset at Jaekyung’s blatant attempt at making him jealous. “I already told you I don’t need you to beg on your-” 

Jaekyung stuck his fingers into the belt loops of Dan’s jeans, pulling him closer with a firm tug. It took Dan a few seconds to regain his composure, hands finding leverage on Jaekyung’s shoulders as he tried not to fall over. His unsteady movements left Jaekyung free to pop the button open before Dan found his words again. 

“W-What are you doing?” He asked, grabbing Jaekyung’s hands before he could pull the zipper down. 

“I’m gonna suck your dick,” Jaekyung stated calmly. One large hand wrapped around Dan’s wrists, keeping his meddling fingers away as Jaekyung unzipped his pants. 

“Sir! You can’t-” Dan started arguing despite the very obvious proof of his excitement contradicting his words. When had he gotten hard? It was probably around the time Jaekyung had thumbed over his bottom lip like he’d wanted to suck it into his own mouth. 

“Shut up,” Jaekyung said softly. “I haven’t been able to think about anything else since earlier.” 

It was less demanding than half of the things Jaekyung had said to him before and yet Dan found himself unable to disobey. No, it wasn’t just that. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to disobey; it was because he didn’t want to stop. He felt shivers run down his spine at the thought of Jaekyung taking him in his mouth, despite never having tried it before. Not with Jaekyung, not with anyone. He found himself wanting more - more of Jaekyung’s hands, more of his mouth, more of… everything. 

He should be scared by his own sudden need but he wasn’t. Because this wasn’t forced, this wasn’t Jaekyung pushing him towards an intimate guiding session. This was just Jaekyung, on his knees, looking up at Dan with a desperate look in his eyes. Like he was the one who was scared that Dan would reject him this time too. 

That was the furthest thing from the truth. 

Dan wiggled his hands, freeing them from Jaekyung’s grip without much difficulty. He could see the moment Jaekyung thought this was it; this was Dan’s rejection. The look soon turned stunned as Dan carefully reached out to run a hand gently through Jaekyung’s hair. It was softer than he’d expected. 

It took less than a minute of their eyes locked together for Jaekyung’s stunned look to turn absolutely smoldering. Dan was surprised that his jeans weren’t ripped in half by how aggressively Jaekyung was tugging and pulling at them. 

Dan nearly lost his balance but a firm hand grabbing his ass held him in place. A very warm, wandering hand. Dan squirmed and in his haste to get away from Jaekyung’s grasp, he pushed his hips forward, belatedly realizing that he was essentially shoving his semi hard cock in Jaekyung’s face. 

The realization turned to full blown embarrassment when Jaekyung grinned up at him, purposefully rubbing his lips over the damp spot on Dan’s boxers. 

“Eager, aren’t we?” He spoke against the fabric, sending vibrations through Dan’s groin. 

The Guide couldn’t possibly come up with any answer that didn’t sound false and even if he could, he didn’t have time to come up with any because a moment later, Jaekyung hooked his fingers into the waistband of Dan’s boxers and pulled them down to his ankles. He felt ridiculous with his pants down and shirt still on; if Jaekyung hadn’t been leaning in already, he would’ve tried to cover up. 

“What a fine little cock,” Jaekyung muttered, breath warm on Dan’s sensitive skin. 

Dan nearly huffed out an objection in offense. It wasn’t that he was small, it was just that Jaekyung was ridiculously big in every sense of the word. He didn’t have time to find the words before he nearly choked on his own tongue though. Jaekyung wasted no time wrapping his lips around Dan’s cock, sucking it into his mouth like he’d been starving for it. If Dan hadn’t been hard before, he certainly was now. 

Jaekyung’s mouth was hot and wet, wrapping tightly around Dan’s dick. He moved his mouth back and forth, tongue swirling expertly around the head, sending pleasure shooting up Dan’s spine. He’d never felt anything like this. It was so different from masturbating, everything was so intense and hot . Dan gripped Jaekyung’s shoulders hard, trying not to topple over. His knees felt like jelly. 

Thankfully, Jaekyung’s strong hands slid up his thighs and took a firm hold on his ass, pushing and pulling, like he wanted Dan to fuck his mouth. Dan was confirmed in his suspicions when he gave a small thrust of his hips and Jaekyung hummed appreciatively. His eyes slid shut and it looked like he was enjoying it almost as much as Dan was. 

Which was a little too much. He could already feel the pressure building, his stomach tightening every time Jaekyung took more of him in his mouth. It didn’t help that the Esper was kneading his ass like he couldn’t get enough of it. 

“St-stop,” Dan whimpered weakly. He was already so embarrassingly close, he didn’t want to end up coming in Jaekyung’s mouth by accident. When the Esper didn’t stop, Dan pressed a hand to his forehead, forcing him back a few inches. 

His dick slipped out of Jaekyung’s mouth with a slick pop , and Dan tried not to stare at the spit clinging to Jaekyung’s red lips. He was not very successful, judging by the look the Esper was giving him. 

“Don’t pretend you don’t want this,” Jaekyung said, the corners of his mouth tugging up. “I see the way you look at me.” 

“What about you?” Dan couldn’t help but ask breathlessly. He still felt embarrassed, especially because Jaekyung kept looking from his face and to his dick, still painfully hard right in front of his face. 

Jaekyung frowned at his question and finally looked up properly. 

“How do you look at me?” Dan clarified, his voice soft. His cheeks were flushed, he was sweating and panting and he was literally naked from the waist down and yet he couldn’t help but need to hear an answer. 

“If you haven’t figured that out yet, you’re slower than I give you credit for,” Jaekyung chuckled darkly before he tried to get his mouth on Dan’s cock again. The hand on his forehead stopped him.  

“That’s not an answer,” Dan said quietly. He looked into the sharp eyes, grey meeting brown, and wished with all his might that Jaekyung would be honest. That he’d give Dan a proper response, something that wouldn’t leave him feeling like a moron for standing half-naked in the Esper’s living room, his whole ass on display. 

“I’ll show you my fucking answer,” Jaekyung said fiercely as he proceeded to take Dan’s entire length into his mouth again, the tip reaching the back of his throat as he swallowed around it. 

Dan yelped and this time he couldn’t quite keep upright. He buckled over Jaekyung but that didn’t stop the Esper from sucking his dick like it was the only thing he’d ever wanted to do. His grip was tight on Dan’s ass as he moved his hips back and forth forcefully, sending Dan closer and closer to the edge. 

“W-wait, sir, I’m gonna-” 

Jaekyung pulled back just far enough that he could still trace his tongue over the head of Dan’s cock. Then he muttered: “Come then.” 

“But-” 

“Come on, Kim Dan,” he interrupted Dan’s embarrassed stutter with a broad grin. “Let me see you come.” 

“No, wait, I can’t,” Dan spluttered. There was no way he could let himself finish in Jaekyung’s mouth; the thought alone had his stomach in knots and he couldn’t really tell if it was embarrassment or excitement. He was leaning towards embarrassment but that playful look in Jaekyung’s eyes had him reconsider. God, he was so close… 

“For someone playing so hard to get, you sure are enjoying yourself,” Jaekyung commented as he wrapped one hand around Dan’s cock. He squeezed the base briefly, clearly enjoying the airy moan Dan couldn’t quite keep in.  

“That’s- that’s not true,” Dan denied, knowing full well it was a lie. 

“Oh? Then I better up my game.” Jaekyung sucked the tip into his mouth, tongue poking at the slit as the hand still on Dan’s ass started moving. A warm finger poked at his hole, not entering but rubbing against it like Jaekyung was silently asking for permission to come inside. 

“W-wait!” Dan gasped. “What are you doing?!” 

Trying to get away from the prodding fingers, Dan thrust his hips forward and subsequently shoved his entire dick into Jaekyung’s hot mouth. The Esper’s throat spasmed around the invading length and Dan felt himself stiffen and fall over the edge. He came with a strangled moan spilling from his lips. His mind went blank for what felt like an hour but was more likely a minute or two. As soon as he came to his senses, he started panicking. 

Dan immediately pulled his hips back, reaching out towards Jaekyung’s face, all the while stuttering out, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to!” 

Jaekyung didn’t look angry at all. Quite the contrary. He looked so satisfied you’d think he was the one who just had the best orgasm of his life. Dan wasn’t sure he could get any redder - at this point he might as well just catch on fire with how hot his face felt. 

Jaekyung let the cum drop from his mouth onto his hand and Dan had never seen anything so erotic. He knew he should find it gross - that was his cum - but he couldn’t feel anything but the pool of heat in his stomach. Somehow he was still painfully hard and it didn’t go unnoticed. 

“Quite a load you shot there, Kim Dan,” Jaekyung said, his heated gaze staring straight into Dan’s soul. 

Dan was pretty sure he was blushing all the way down to his knees at this point. He had no idea what to say to that - it had been a while but he’d been rather busy trying to stay out of jail and he had told Jaekyung to stop and... It was humiliating and yet not at all. Not when Jaekyung looked so damn happy at having made him come. 

Jaekyung grinned and rubbed his face against Dan’s hipbone. Nuzzled. He was nuzzling his face against Dan’s skin, reminding the Guide of a satisfied cat rubbing its face against the hand that fed it. The mental image almost had Dan laugh - at least until he felt a wet hand probing at his backside. 

Those wandering hands again. Only this time they weren’t wandering aimlessly; it was with a clear goal in mind. Jaekyung grabbed his ass, pulling his cheeks apart as his fingers crept closer to Dan’s hole. And this time the fingertip was more insistent; rubbing and circling the puckered skin, clearly trying to get the Guide to relax enough to gain entrance. 

Now, Dan may be a virgin, but he wasn’t an idiot. He knew what Jaekyung was doing, although the knowledge didn’t take any of the embarrassment away. Especially since he could feel how wet Jaekyung’s hand was. Wet with Dan’s own cum. 

“Why- why are you-” Dan stuttered out even as he tried to subtly pull away from those curious fingers. There was no way he was letting Jaekyung put- use his- Dan couldn’t even process his own thoughts, let alone finish them with Jaekyung’s hands groping him. 

“I’m not getting up to get lube when you’re looking at me like that,” Jaekyung said easily. 

Dan shivered as Jaekyung’s breath fanned over him, his dick still sensitive from his earlier orgasm. He swallowed hard and finally found his voice again. “Like what? I’m not-” 

He didn’t have a chance to finish before the first finger pushed inside. He sucked in a sharp breath, not prepared for the sudden intrusion. It didn’t hurt but it wasn’t exactly pleasant either. 

“Like you’re dying to get me inside you,” Jaekyung smirked. He pressed his lips against Dan’s hip, nibbling at the reddening skin as he pressed his finger deeper inside. 

“I’m not,” Dan tried to argue but he couldn’t think. His knees were shaking and his ass was burning and he was pretty sure his dick was poking Jaekyung in the cheek and everything was happening too fast all at once. He felt so overstimulated that his legs couldn’t hold him up any longer. 

Dan finally toppled over, clutching at the back of Jaekyung’s shirt, involuntarily granting the Esper easier access to his ass. He moaned as a second finger pressed into him and the burn intensified. It felt like he was being stretched beyond his limit even though some soft voice in his head chose that moment to remind him of just how big Jaekyung was. Two fingers were nothing compared to the Esper’s dick and despite the slight pain, Dan felt his own dick jerk at the thought of being filled up to the brim. 

“Sir,” Dan gasped. He was barely keeping himself upright; half of his weight supported by Jaekyung’s hands and shoulder. He needed to sit down or move or something before he would literally fall over - possibly knocking Jaekyung down too on his way. “I can’t- can we stop for a minute?” 

“Why?” 

“I’m- I can’t stand,” Dan tried to explain between pants and badly-suppressed moans. “My legs…” He didn’t quite know how to describe it. He hadn’t yet fallen flat on his face but he was sure it was bound to happen if Jaekyung kept moving his fingers like that. He was stroking at Dan’s insides, his fingers somehow too much and not enough all at once. 

“Sir, please-” 

“Fine,” Jaekyung huffed. He pulled his fingers out so quickly Dan couldn’t help but whimper. As Jaekyung stood up, he wrapped one arm around Dan’s waist, hauling him onto his shoulder, not showing any signs that he was carrying a grown man in his arms. His other hand wrapped around Dan’s thigh to steady him and then he started walking towards his bedroom. 

While Jaekyung was unbothered, Dan squeaked and flailed around, trying to hold onto the Esper’s shoulders so he wouldn’t fall down. He was suddenly acutely aware of how naked he was as he felt his still sensitive dick rub against the front of Jaekyung’s shirt. He felt like he might come again but before it got to that point he was dumped unceremoniously onto Jaekyung’s large bed. The sheets felt cool against his flushed skin but it didn’t help lessen the heat in his body. 

“Happy?” Jaekyung asked, even as he started crawling over Dan’s body. It was clear he wasn’t interested in the answer as he grabbed Dan’s ankle, spreading his legs so he could move between them. 

“Wait!” Dan exclaimed as he tried to cover himself up. It was hard to do with Jaekyung kneeling between his legs, still holding onto his ankle like he was afraid Dan might spring up and run from the room. Not an unlikely scenario on any other day but this time he didn’t ask Jaekyung to stop. He asked him to wait. 

“What now?” 

“Um,” Dan hesitated. 

“Out with it,” Jaekyung demanded with a tug to Dan’s leg. Then, after a beat, he added in a slightly softer tone: “I’m not a mindreader.” 

“It’s just…” 

“Do you not want to?” Jaekyung frowned. 

“No, it’s not that!” Dan quickly denied. “It’s just… could you- um.” 

It wasn’t that he was unsatisfied, far from it, but he felt like he was laid bare for the Esper, naked in every sense of the word, while Jaekyung was still fully dressed. Insecurity was creeping in and while Dan knew what he wanted to ask for, he wasn’t quite sure how to ask for it. Would it be too forward of him? Was this simply Jaekyung being horny or was there more to it? He’d said that this was his answer and Dan wanted to believe him. Besides, he’d just had Dan’s dick in his mouth. He probably wouldn’t have any issues complying with his simple request. 

“Could you kiss me?” Dan finally asked. He’d wanted to sound confident, to show Jaekyung that he wanted this as well, but his voice came out soft and he couldn’t quite make himself look the Esper’s in the eyes.  

Jaekyung’s face split in a bright grin. He finally let go of Dan’s ankle so he could crawl the rest of the way over his body, almost straddling Dan’s thigh in the process. “As much as you want,” he said, words sounding almost like a purr. 

Never let it be said that Joo Jaekyung wasn’t a man of his word. 

The first kiss took Dan’s breath away, quite literally. He barely had time to inhale before Jaekyung’s mouth was on his, even less time to figure out where to put his hands as Jaekyung’s tongue invaded his mouth. 

It was hot and wet and messy; Dan felt like Jaekyung was trying to devour him, never giving him a moment to breathe. Warm hands slid up his sides, fingers brushing against his nipples, making Dan whimper into the kiss. He could feel Jaekyung grinning against his lips and something he couldn’t quite name came over him. It was a mixture of defiance and bravery, if Dan had to put words to it. 

He slid his foot up the sheets, brushing his knee oh-so carefully against Jaekyung’s groin. He wasn’t surprised to find that the Esper was hard, what did surprise him though was the soft groan he let out as soon as Dan’s knee made contact with his still clothed erection. It was so surprising in fact, that Dan couldn’t help but do it again, harder this time. 

The resulting moan had Dan’s cock twitch as heat pooled in his stomach. Jaekyung let his forehead fall to Dan’s shoulder, breathing heavily against his skin. 

“You’re killing me,” Jaekyung muttered against his neck. “Last chance to back out, Kim Dan. There’s no way I can stop after this.” 

Dan simply responded by winding his arms around Jaekyung’s shoulders, pressing their lips together again. The way the Esper repeatedly called his full name felt oddly intimate, like he didn’t want to call him like everyone else did. Dan couldn’t imagine Jaekyung calling him just Dan or even Hyung - although that particular thought might be worth exploring some other time. 

Dan wasn’t even sure there would be ‘some other time’ and yet he found himself desperately wanting there to be. The pleasure he felt from Jaekyung’s hands and lips could not be compared to anything he’d ever experienced before and he didn’t want to compare it either. He just wanted it to go on forever. What Jaekyung didn’t say with his words, his body was more than capable of saying with actions. If the careful touches, the repeated offers to stop, and the soft look in his eyes weren’t signs that Jaekyung liked him back, Dan didn’t know what they were. And he didn’t believe Jaekyung to be that good of an actor. Nobody could pretend like this; nobody could touch another person this lovingly and not mean it. 

“Focus, Kim Dan,” Jaekyung muttered against his lips as he pulled back. “I can hear your mind running in circles over here.” 

Dan wanted to apologize - or explain - but he didn’t get the chance before Jaekyung was kissing him again. Having been granted permission, Jaekyung’s hands were exploring every inch of Dan’s body. He was rubbing a thumb over Dan’s nipple while his other hand ran up his thigh, dangerously close to his cock. Suddenly Jaekyung grabbed Dan’s hips, pulling his ass up to grind against him. 

Dan ripped his mouth away to moan loudly. The material of Jaekyung’s pants nearly burned from how roughly he was rubbing against it. Dan’s movement exposed his neck and Jaekyung wasted no time latching onto it, biting and licking at the skin as he kept up a steady rhythm with his hips. 

Dan felt a buzzing beneath his skin, pleasant shivers running down his spine. He couldn’t keep his voice down, pants and moans slipping from between his lips on every thrust. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. He needed more. When Jaekyung finally let go of his hips, it was only to grab Dan’s jaw, turning his head so he could kiss him again. After a brief peck Jaekyung leaned back, leaving Dan’s hands to fall onto the sheets. The Esper pulled his shirt off, almost preening when Dan couldn’t take his eyes off his strong torso. He really was absolutely gorgeous. 

It wasn’t until Jaekyung leaned back down to claim his mouth with his tongue that Dan realized what that pleasant buzzing was. He’d been unconsciously guiding Jaekyung the entire time. The tingle at the back of his throat was familiar but there was no headache and no pain at all. He’d barely even realized what he was doing and he probably wouldn’t have noticed at all if it wasn’t for that particular feeling he got whenever he guided Jaekyung. The more skin that was exposed, the stronger the feeling got. Dan couldn’t stop himself from running his hands up Jaekyung’s strong arms, feeling the connection between them deepen. 

“I thought you said you wouldn’t guide me?” Jaekyung teased. 

“And I thought you wouldn’t touch me,” Dan shot right back. He didn’t move his hands away even as he spoke. 

“Without your explicit consent,” the Esper corrected and then smirked. “Which I’d say this qualifies as.” He wrapped a hand around Dan’s cock, giving it a tight squeeze. He was clearly reveling in the fact that Dan was as turned on as he was. 

Dan clenched his teeth together but it didn’t stop the moan from escaping. He was gripping onto Jaekyung’s shoulders for dear life. He then leveled Jaekyung with as steady a glare as he could muster as he panted out: “You should still ask.” 

“Sure,” Jaekyung said too-innocently. He leaned closer, hands grabbing at Dan’s upper thighs. He pulled until Dan’s ass was squarely in his lap and then purred: “Want me to fuck this tight little ass of yours?” 

“You-” Dan spluttered. He would’ve said more if not for the fact that Jaekyung’s hands were already spreading his cheeks apart. “Don’t stare!” He found himself squeaking when Jaekyung’s gaze lingered on his ass. 

“I need a yes or a no, Kim Dan,” Jaekyung grinned, snapping his eyes up to meet Dan’s. “Wouldn’t want the rumors to become true. So? Do you want my cock or not?” 

“Y-yes,” Dan muttered. He was mortified but so turned on he couldn’t be bothered to argue any longer. He really, really wanted more. 

“I didn’t quite catch that.” The Esper leaned closer, pressing his cock between Dan’s cheeks as he moved. His pants were brushing over the sensitive skin as he grinded his hips forward. Why was he still wearing those damn pants? “Do you want me to fuck you?” 

“Yes,” Dan repeated, a tad steadier this time, trying not to let his embarrassment show. He didn’t think he’d ever wanted anything more but he wasn’t about to say that. Jaekyung’s ego was big enough as it was. 

“Fuck,” Jaekyung breathed out so quietly Dan wouldn’t have heard it if they weren’t pressed so closely together. He reached for his bedside drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. The movement had him pressing even closer to Dan, who in turn sucked in a quick breath to keep from moaning - again. 

It wasn’t like Dan was an expert at this but if he had to feel Jaekyung’s dick rubbing against him, he’d prefer it without the almost-scratchy fabric of his pants in the way. With courage he didn’t know he even had, he reached for the button of Jaekyung’s jeans. The Esper immediately froze, leaning halfway over Dan with the lube clutched in his hand. He looked at Dan with a puzzled expression on his face. 

“What?” Dan asked, almost petulant even as more blood rushed to his cheeks. “I don’t wanna be the only one naked.” 

“Is that so?” Jaekyung shook off his initial surprise and smirked. Then he threw the lube on the bed and got off it, making quick work of his pants, kicking them off somewhere Dan couldn’t see. Not that he really had a moment to look because Jaekyung’s very naked body was now crawling over him again and he got a full look at exactly what had been rubbing against him through those pants. 

He’d felt it against his thigh when they’d shared a bed and he had technically felt it against him this entire time but it was very different seeing it in all its glory. Jaekyung’s cock was huge. Dan suddenly felt less confident about this whole ordeal. Would that even be able to fit inside him? 

“Um, sir,” Dan said hesitantly. He couldn’t take his eyes off Jaekyung’s dick and it didn’t help that he kept coming closer. Dan tried pulling his knees up to cover himself, but Jaekyung quickly ruined that plan by grabbing Dan’s ankle again. He didn’t push or pull, he simply held Dan’s leg in place so it couldn’t join the other one, bent slightly at the knee, trying to keep some of his naked body from view. 

“It’s too late to back out now,” Jaekyung told him with a smirk. It was as if he could read his mind despite what he’d said earlier. Perhaps it was clearer on Dan’s face than he realized. 

“I’m not sure that-” Dan swallowed with difficulty. He finally tore his eyes away and looked at Jaekyung’s face. He was still grinning, like he was proud of making Dan flustered like this. That jerk. It wasn’t fair how stunning he looked when he smiled like that. “I don’t think it’ll fit.” 

“Oh, it’ll fit just fine.” 

“You can’t possibly know that.” 

“I’ll make it fit,” Jaekyung assured, grin growing. And with that, Dan felt wet fingers sliding over his ass, quickly rubbing against his hole. When had Jaekyung gotten the lube? Had Dan really been so mesmerized by his dick that he hadn’t noticed? 

The answer was yes, because right next to Jaekyung lay the now open bottle of lube and it was clear he was amused by the surprise on Dan’s face. When he leaned down to kiss Dan again, he slipped the first finger in, making the Guide gasp against his lips. It only made Jaekyung’s smile bigger. 

“I did tell you to focus,” he muttered against Dan’s lips. “But I didn’t know you’d be so fascinated by my cock.” 

Dan spluttered wordlessly, pushing a hand against Jaekyung’s shoulder to put some distance between them. All his wiggling did was push Jaekyung’s finger further into his ass though and he quickly stopped moving. He still couldn’t find any words to defend himself, although at this point it would probably be too late anyway. 

“You can just tell me to hurry up,” Jaekyung teased as he withdrew his finger only to add another. His other hand was rubbing circles into Dan’s hip almost comfortingly, running down his thigh to his knee and then back to his hip to caress the skin. 

There was less of a burn this time - probably thanks to the lube - but Dan still wouldn’t call the experience pleasant by any means. It just felt weird and slightly uncomfortable, not to mention rather embarrassing. That had more to do with how Jaekyung was looking at him though. His fingers may be warm but his gaze was blazing hot, almost to the point that Dan had a hard time looking him in the eyes. 

“Look at you, swallowing up my fingers,” the Esper said, watching his own hand as it moved steadily back and forth. “Ready for another one already?” 

Dan finally found his voice enough to spit out a, “No, no, it’s fine!” But it only seemed to spur Jaekyung on. 

“How will you take my cock if you can’t handle a couple of fingers?” He asked. If he hadn’t been grinning like a fool, his words might have sounded genuinely worried but as it were, Dan couldn’t help but want to smack the grin off his face. It wasn’t exactly easy taking two thick fingers up the ass. 

“Maybe- maybe we should just stop here,” Dan then suggested. They could always come back to this. Perhaps they should start out slower with something simpler. Something like just kissing. Even as he thought it, his own mind was squirming in displeasure. It may be a little uncomfortable but he wanted this as much as Jaekyung did. Wanting it didn’t make him any less nervous though. 

“Oh, so as soon as you’ve had your fun, we’re done, huh?” Jaekyung laughed. “I didn’t know you were this selfish.” 

“That’s not what I- hnng.” Dan’s back arched off the bed, his hands fisting in the sheets as a drawn out moan was punched out of his chest. Jaekyung had not only added a third finger in the middle of Dan’s sentence, he’d also made sure to press all three fingers against that sensitive little spot inside Dan that made his vision blur at the edges. 

“There we go,” Jaekyung muttered. He pressed his lips against Dan’s raised knee, nibbling at the skin as he kept massaging that bundle of nerves until Dan was more or less a sobbing, whimpering mess. 

“St-stop,” Dan panted. He found himself simultaneously trying to get away from Jaekyung’s fingers and pressing closer to get them deeper inside. “That’s- it’s too much, I’m gonna-” 

“Ah, ah,” Jaekyung teased, withdrawing his hand a little. “You gotta wait for me this time.” 

Dan gasped from… relief? Disappointment? He honestly wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he needed Jaekyung to do something to make the pool of heat in the bottom of his stomach go away. At this point he didn’t care about the size of Jaekyung’s dick or the burn of being stretched to his limit, he really just needed to come again. He didn’t realize he’d been muttering his thoughts out loud before he heard Jaekyung chuckle. 

“Alright, alright,” the Esper said as he removed his fingers. 

Dan was left feeling oddly empty. The fingers may have felt like too much but now that they were gone, he felt himself clench down around nothing which was somehow worse. He watched with hooded eyes as Jaekyung used the leftover lube to slick up his cock and the anticipation had his heart beat faster. This was it, they were actually doing this. Dan would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about it - in good and bad ways - in the time since he’d met Jaekyung, but this was much different from anything he could’ve imagined. 

For one even in his wildest fantasies he could have never imagined that Jaekyung would be looking at him like this. His eyes were still blazing, like they’d set everything around them on fire at any moment, but there was a tenderness there Dan could have never predicted to see in Jaekyung’s face. It didn’t feel misplaced or forced but like something precious, an expression he didn’t show anyone else. And his hands… his warm, large hands were gentle as he slid them up Dan’s thighs, spreading his legs. 

There was a moment of quiet where their eyes locked. Jaekyung’s grey eyes were so intense that Dan almost felt himself tear up from looking into them too long. The Esper didn’t say anything, didn’t ask anything, but it was like he was searching for something in Dan’s eyes, in his face. And when he finally found it, whatever it may be, there was a soft smile playing on his lips. 

He then pressed the head of his dick against Dan’s throbbing hole, jolting the Guide from his thoughts. 

“A c-condom!” Dan suddenly gasped. He’d been too preoccupied studying Jaekyung’s face the entire time to notice before now. “Sir, you didn’t-” 

“There is no way in hell I’m not fucking you raw.” 

Dan gaped at the pure hunger on Jaekyung’s face. 

“I’m clean and judging by your face, I’m pretty sure I’m your first,” Jaekyung grinned, all teeth and fiery heat as he rubbed his dick against Dan. “I’m gonna fill you with my cum, let the whole world know you’re mine. I wanna watch it drip out of your tight hole and fill you up over and over.” 

Dan opened and closed his useless mouth as his face practically caught fire. How could Jaekyung say something like that with a straight face? Dan was mortified; both by the Esper’s words and his own reaction. Somehow those filthy words had his cock jerk against his belly. He never would’ve known himself to be someone who got turned on by that kind of talk. Although it probably had more to do with the one saying them, than the words themselves. 

“I take it you’ve got no objections?” Jaekyung teased. 

“Of course, I’ve got- Oh my God,” Dan yelped as Jaekyung chose this exact moment to push half his cock inside. Oh, the bastard did that on purpose. Dan would’ve given him a piece of his mind if he wasn’t having trouble getting air into his lungs. He felt like he was about to split in half. 

“Breathe,” Jaekyung demanded softly. When Dan didn’t immediately comply, he grabbed his chin, shoving his thumb past Dan’s lips and pulled his mouth open. “I said breathe, Kim Dan.” 

“It’s too much,” Dan whimpered, wrenching his chin out of Jaekyung’s hand. He did finally get air into his lungs but he wasn’t sure if it was worth it. 

It hurt this time, not just a feeling of being stretched too far but actual pain. And Dan was fairly certain Jaekyung wasn’t even all the way in yet. How the hell was he going to take this? He took shallow breaths, trying to get used to the burning feeling. 

“You can take it,” Jaekyung said confidently, but he didn’t move or press any closer. In fact, he lowered himself onto his elbows, keeping his hips still. The closeness of their bodies had Dan relax just the tiniest bit. 

Jaekyung’s voice was gentle yet somehow teasing as he asked: “Can’t you?” 

Dan wasn’t usually one to be easily provoked but the playful glint in Jaekyung’s eyes had him suck in a deep breath. He let it out slowly, trying to relax his body. It helped although not enough to push the pain entirely from his mind. 

Then, in a move so surprising Dan felt his eyes nearly pop out of his head, Jaekyung leaned down and started peppering soft kisses all over his face. His cheek, his temple, the tip of his nose. It was awkward, almost stunted, but oh so tender. Dan forgot to blink and he was sure he looked like a deer in headlights when Jaekyung pulled back far enough to look at his face. The Esper in return looked almost exasperated, albeit with a hint of endearment in his eyes. 

The sudden act of comfort had Dan bite at his bottom lip. That was enough to have Jaekyung lean down again, sucking said lip into his own mouth. He let out a pleased hum and Dan willingly opened his mouth, letting Jaekyung’s tongue gain access. The kiss was messy, so unlike the gentle kisses he’d let rain over Dan’s face a moment before. 

When Jaekyung sucked on his tongue, Dan clenched around his dick as he moaned. The burning sensation was still there but it had dulled as they kissed. 

“Fuck, relax a little, would you?” Jaekyung asked even as he pressed his hips a little closer. “You’re gonna snap my cock in half.” 

“Easy for you to say,” Dan hissed out through clenched teeth. How much more was left of his dick? He couldn’t physically take much more. “You’re not the one with a dick the size of an arm up your butt.” 

A sound Dan had never heard in his entire life burst out of Jaekyung’s mouth. His shoulders were shaking and his eyes were squinted nearly shut as laughter spilled through his lips. He looked so young when he laughed. Dan had heard him scoff, heard him snicker and sneer, and even heard him chuckle deep in his throat. But he’d never heard him laugh. Not like this. 

Dan was too stunned to speak. He didn’t even have the brain capacity to tell Jaekyung his shaking was making the pain worse. 

And then the Esper flopped down onto his body, laughing into the side of his neck. 

“You’re killing me, Kim Dan,” Jaekyung muttered through the last of his chuckles. 

“Pretty sure it’s the other way around,” Dan muttered, even as he felt himself relax even more. His heart was still pounding but his body felt warm even with the slight sting still present. Jaekyung’s laugh had the butterflies in his stomach flutter around. 

They lay pressed together for a while, Dan relaxing more as the minutes passed by. He couldn’t help but press his nose against Jaekyung’s hair, enjoying having him so close. He smelled of fresh air and something heated. Almost like a bonfire on a chilly night; warm and comforting. Wild but beautiful. 

“I’m gonna move,” Jaekyung said softly. He snuck his arms under Dan’s back, grabbing his shoulders lightly as he pulled his hips back and then thrust forward, burying his cock even deeper this time. 

Dan’s breath stuttered. It still stung but not nearly as bad as before. 

“Breathe,” Jaekyung reminded him. “You’re still hard, aren’t you? You don’t want me to stop, do you?” 

“N-no,” Dan said. And he really didn’t. The pain he could take, he was sure of it now, but stopping and feeling that fragile connection between them break? He wasn’t sure he’d be able to survive that. It wasn’t just about the guiding, it was about feeling Jaekyung’s heat, feeling his desire and care. 

Dan didn’t dare call it love, but when Jaekyung snapped his hips again, and then again, his scorching breath puffing against Dan’s neck almost desperately, he felt like maybe he could one day soon. And that was enough to have him finally unclench his hands from the sheets, reaching up and winding them around Jaekyung’s neck. He buried one hand in the Esper’s hair, letting out a deep sigh as he tried to stay relaxed enough for him to move. 

It was like his quiet acceptance broke something loose in Jaekyung. 

The hands on Dan’s shoulders tightened briefly before they moved, grabbing his slim hips. Jaekyung sat back on his knees, that predatory look back in his eyes. His cheeks were slightly flushed, a sight Dan found himself captivated by. Then Jaekyung pulled almost all the way out of him and locked their eyes together before he slammed his cock into Dan’s hole. If he hadn’t been holding onto his hips, Dan would’ve slid all the way up the bed. 

Dan let out a strangled moan, pleasure sparking behind his eyes as Jaekyung ruthlessly fucked into him, hitting his prostate on every other thrust. Dan couldn’t keep his voice down, moans and gasps slipping between his open lips. He felt himself open up more every time their hips met, his body molding itself to fit Jaekyung thick length. The Esper didn’t let Dan rest for a single moment, his grip on his hips almost bruising, as he pulled him in to meet every forceful thrust. 

Jaekyung’s breathing was heavy, sweat gathering at his temples and Dan couldn’t tear his eyes away. When Jaekyung caught him staring, he flashed a cocky grin and moved his hands to Dan’s knees, bringing them up over his shoulders before he grabbed his waist for better leverage. The new angle had his cock drive hard into Dan’s prostate, sending shivers up the Guide’s spine. Dan threw his head back, moaning loudly as he saw stars. How did it suddenly feel this good ? There was no longer any pain, no burning, just pure pleasure as Jaekyung drove his dick harder and harder into Dan. 

Dan felt his impending orgasm and struggled in Jaekyung’s hold. It was too much, too intense, he couldn’t think. His entire body was buzzing, the pleasure too much to bear. He’d never felt guiding like this before, had never felt anything like this before. It felt like his skin was struck by tiny lighting bolts, shocking his nerves all the while sending bursts of pure ecstasy throughout his body. Every time Jaekyung’s dick brushed his prostate, he felt like he’d fall over the edge only to be brought back when the Esper pulled his hips back. He needed to come, he needed to slow down, he didn’t know what he needed anymore. 

“Sir, please, I need- a break, I can’t- I can’t guide you anymore,” Dan rasped out, clawing at Jaekyung’s hands on his waist. It was too much, the constant stimulation combined with the guiding pleasure. He just needed a moment, a minute, to gather his thoughts. He was so close but he couldn’t come like this, didn’t want to come yet. He didn’t want it to end. 

“So stop,” Jaekyung muttered, never once slowing down. Instead he leaned down on his elbows again, hips snapping forward faster with each thrust. The movement nearly bent Dan in half, his thighs pressed up against his own torso. 

“W-what?” Dan tried asking, the word coming out choked as he tried to keep up with Jaekyung’s movements. 

“Stop guiding,” Jaekyung repeated.  

“But…” 

“I don’t give a shit about that right now, I’m not stopping,” he said through nearly inaudible gasps. “Fuck the guiding, I want you.” 

His growling voice had Dan’s stomach doing somersaults. The desperation in those sharp eyes sent shivers down his spine and when Jaekyung leaned in even more, pressing a hand to the bottom of Dan’s throat as if holding him in place, the tingling in his body had nothing to do with guiding and everything to do with the orgasm that crashed through him. 

He clenched down hard on Jaekyung’s dick, his inner walls spasming around the invading flesh. He came in spurts all over his stomach, a high whine in his throat. The hand at his throat tightened momentarily as Jaekyung’s hips stuttered at the sudden pressure. 

“Kim Dan.” The Esper’s low moans sounded through the air as he repeated Dan’s name like a mantra. Like he couldn’t get enough. “Kim Dan.” 

The pleasure turned almost painful as Jaekyung kept thrusting, his movement more erratic as he chased his own release. Dan’s legs had slid off his shoulders, hanging uselessly over Jaekyung’s arms as he shook through his orgasm. The hand on Dan’s throat was soon replaced with Jaekyung’s mouth, teeth scraping at the sensitive skin. Dan whined and trashed in his hold, overstimulation clouding his mind. 

A low groan left Jaekyung’s mouth as he pressed close one final time, filling Dan with his cum. He bit down on Dan’s neck, muffling the sound even as he pumped his hips shallowly a few more times. 

Dan blinked at the ceiling slowly, trying to find his voice. 

That had been… amazing. 

At some point he’d done as Jaekyung had asked; he’d stopped guiding. He couldn’t quite pinpoint when exactly but the buzzing at the back of his throat had been replaced with an almost scratchy feeling; like he’d been using his voice too much or screamed too loud. He really hoped he hadn’t been loud enough for others to hear. His skin still felt sensitive but he knew it was because of the mind-blowing orgasm he’d just had. 

As he felt Jaekyung’s warm breath on his neck, Dan let his hand trail up over his arm and into his hair again. That could become a habit too easily. Jaekyung’s hair was smooth and soft, way too tempting to just grab and never let go. 

When Jaekyung lifted his head, Dan expected to see a blissed out, satisfied expression on his face, but he was sorely mistaken. Jaekyung looked, if possible, even more wound up than when they’d started. The flush high on his cheeks had deepened and the sweat at his temples made his skin glisten. He looked like he was about four seconds away from devouring Dan, the hungry look in his eyes unmistakable. 

The very hot, very much still hard cock in his ass was more than enough proof Dan wasn’t making things up in his head. Still, that didn’t mean he wanted to continue right this second. They had plenty of time, after all, and there was no need to rush. Dan closed his eyes and relaxed into the pillow beneath his head. He wasn’t sure when he’d moved that far up the bed but he didn’t mind it. He was content to just stay like this, embracing Jaekyung, enjoying listening to his breathing as it slowed down. 

The peaceful moment was over before he’d even let out a satisfied sigh. 

“What are you doing?” Dan yelped as he felt Jaekyung pull his hips back only to press forward a second later. 

“Again,” was Jaekyung’s simple response. 

“Wh-why?” Dan didn’t have a feeling that the Esper was left dissatisfied in any way, so why would he want to go again? So soon? Was this normal or was Jaekyung just insatiable? 

“I’m not done,” Jaekyung said as he sat back on his haunches. The movement nearly had him pull out entirely, but he was quick to grab Dan’s hips again, keeping their bodies close. “I won’t be done until you agree to stay here with me.” 

“I can’t-” Dan started as he winched. Every push and pull had him shiver from oversensitivity. It hadn’t even been five minutes since he’d come, there was no way he could go again this fast. 

“You’re my Guide,” Jaekyung interrupted roughly. “Your place is by my side.” 

“This- this isn’t what a Guide does,” Dan countered although that wasn’t the point at all. Somehow Jaekyung made the words my Guide sound so intimate that Dan couldn’t even bring himself to remind him that he’d wanted Dan to stay as a partner, not a Guide. 

“Shit,” Jaekyung swore. His hips snapped forward, leaving Dan gasping. “Then stop being a Guide. As long as you stay by my side I don’t give fuck if you’re a Guide, a doctor or a fucking housewife. Just stay.” 

“Mr. Joo…” 

“You’re mine ,” he growled fiercely. His grip on Dan’s hips was definitely bruising this time but it didn’t hurt. Instead Jaekyung’s desperation was clear in his movements, in his eyes a he glared at Dan. 

“That’s- that’s not what I meant-” Dan tried to get out between moans. He hadn’t meant he didn’t want to stay; he did , he’d already made up his mind. He just had to make sure they were on the same page, but somehow the more pressing issue was the fact that Jaekyung was still hard inside of him. 

“Stay,” Jaekyung demanded, an almost pleading tone to his voice. 

“I’m-” Dan couldn’t get any words across his lips with his hard Jaekyung was fucking him. “Wait, I- Mr. Joo, I’m already-” 

His hands slid across the sheets as Jaekyung continued to thrust into him, harder and faster, as if he could fuck any objections out of Dan. But there weren’t any objections to begin with. 

“Yes,” Dan finally forced out. “I’ll- I’ll stay, I’ll stay, please- slow down.” The last part was more of a yelp than actual words as Jaekyung pulled back far enough to flip Dan over onto his stomach. The smooth sheets rubbed against his dick, making him whimper. 

Jaekyung grabbed his hips, pulling his ass in the air so he could enter him in one smooth motion. Dan scrambled at the sheets, trying to find leverage so he wouldn’t bump his head against the headboard but he needn’t have worried. Jaekyung’s large hand slid across his chest, wrapping around the base of his throat, keeping him in place. 

Dan pointedly did not think too much about his body’s reaction to having Jaekyung’s hand at his throat once again. It felt both dangerous and safe at the same time and despite his dick having been freed from pushing against the sheets, he could feel it twitch at the thought of Jaekyung’s hand sliding just an inch further up his throat. 

“Fuck, how are you still this tight?” Jaekyung muttered, almost as if he was talking to himself. 

Dan didn’t feel like he had enough air in his lungs to dignify that with an answer even if he’d had one. He tried his best to keep his spine straight, to keep from toppling over but even with Jaekyung’s hand holding him steady, Dan dropped his head onto the pillow below him. He pressed his face into the soft fabric, trying to muffle some of the obscene sounds Jaekyung was fucking out of him. 

“Don’t,” the Esper said, using his hand to pull Dan’s face up again. “Let me hear you.” 

Dan’s mouth opened to argue but all that came out were breathy little ah, ah, ahs every time Jaekyung’s hips snapped against his own. On a particularly hard thrust, Dan’s legs finally gave out and he slumped onto the sheets, whine high in his throat as his dick pressed against them. Jaekyung’s rough movement gave just enough friction that Dan could feel himself teetering the edge of another orgasm. 

The Esper lowered himself onto Dan’s back, their bodies sliding together from head to toe, slick with sweat. Jaekyung’s arms wound around his shoulders, pinching Dan’s nipples on the way, as if he needed to hear yet another high pitched moan before he was truly satisfied. The new position didn’t do anything to soften his thrusts, it somehow amplified the pleasure Dan felt as their bodies moved together. 

“My name,” Jaekyung panted against the back of his neck. 

“Wha-?” Through his hazy mind Dan wasn’t sure what he meant. All he could focus on was the feeling of Jaekyung’s cock pounding into him. 

“Say my name,” he ordered roughly. The precise movements of his hips was gone, it was clear that the Esper was chasing pleasure, fucking into Dan like he couldn’t get enough of him, like he wanted to get even deeper inside him. 

“M-” 

“No,” Jaekyung bit into the back of his neck, the skin reddening underneath his teeth. He pulled nearly all the way out just to thrust his hips forward hard enough to have Dan wail.  “My name.” 

“J-Jaekyung,” Dan gasped, his entire body tensing up. He was so close, his dick leaking precum all over the sheets and his stomach. 

“Again,” Jaekyung demanded, his voice almost breaking on that single word. 

“Jaekyung,” Dan whimpered. There were tears sliding down his cheeks now; he felt so good but it wasn’t enough. He wanted to come, he needed to come. He was about to slide his own hand underneath the bodies to get to his cock when he felt Jaekyung push himself up. 

Dan was immediately flipped over again and Jaekyung’s lips crashed into his. It could barely even be called a kiss with how their teeth clashed but it felt amazing. A large hand wrapped around Dan’s dick, tugging harshly in time with Jaekyung’s thrusts. It was uncoordinated, messy and oh so perfect. 

Dan’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as his body arched high off the bed. His mouth was open in a silent gasp as he spilled all over his stomach, a drawn out moan finally finding its way out his throat. He was so sensitive, Jaekyung’s abs brushing against his cock making him whimper from the overstimulation but it didn’t stop the Esper. He kept moving, wrapping his cum-covered hand around the back of Dan’s neck as he fucked him deep. 

“Too much, it’s- it’s too much,” Dan sobbed, pushing at Jaekyung’s shoulders. He was surprised to feel him slow down, his thrusts now slower but no less deep as he sought his own orgasm. The quiet way he obeyed Dan’s whimpering request had something settle firmly in the Guide’s chest. 

Dan wrapped his arms around Jaekyung’s back, urging him to keep moving even as he felt his dick twitch painfully. He couldn’t go again, he wasn’t sure he could even get hard, but he wanted to keep going. He wanted Jaekyung to come, to feel good because of him. 

He was hit with the sudden urge to tell Jaekyung. To tell him he wanted Jaekyung to feel safe with him, to share everything with him. He wanted to stay, not because Jaekyung had asked him to but because it’s what Dan wanted. What he’d wanted since he realized that those silly butterflies in his stomach weren’t going away. He just wanted to stay by Jaekyung’s side, as a Guide, as a partner. He wanted Jaekyung to be happy. With him. 

The words felt heavy and yet so light in his mouth. He didn’t even mean to say them but once he did, they felt so incredibly right. He wasn’t even afraid. 

“I love you,” he muttered into Jaekyung’s hair. 

The Esper froze in his arms but only for a short second, then those strong arms tightened almost painfully around Dan’s back. Jaekyung didn’t respond, but Dan hadn’t expected him to, hadn’t even wanted him to. The way he was nuzzling against Dan’s neck was more than answer enough. And if it wasn’t, then the fact that Jaekyung came with a deep groan a few seconds later was proof enough that he’d liked what he heard. 

Dan combed his hand through Jaekyung’s hair, damp from sweat. They lay in silence as their breathings evened out. Dan couldn’t remember a time he’d felt so at peace. At least until he felt an odd sensation in his ass. Jaekyung was still inside him and embarrassment was creeping in slowly; not because they were still connected but because Dan could feel cum drip out of his ass. He swallowed and awkwardly pushed at Jaekyung’s shoulder. He really needed a shower. 

As Dan moved his legs, Jaekyung’s arms tightened around him. He tried to tilt his head enough to be able to look at his face, but Jaekyung was still pressed close enough that it wasn’t possible. Dan moved his arms away, thinking he might be hindering the Esper’s movements, but all that did was make Jaekyung push his hips forward now that he had space to move. Dan whimpered as he felt the cock in his ass grow hard again. He couldn’t be serious. Right? Dan was pretty sure he’d die if they did it again. 

“One more time,” Jaekyung whispered into his neck. “Just one more.” 

Dan swallowed thickly. Oh, he was so dead.

When they arrived outside the guild the next day, Dan was immensely grateful that Jaekyung had decided to drive his fancy car with its comfortable seats. Dan’s entire back was aching like he’d gone through a harsh beating. He was sore in places he didn’t even know he had . His legs felt like he’d run up several hundred flights of stairs and he was slightly ashamed of the small whimper he let out every time he had to sit down. 

It had taken him so long to clean up too; Jaekyung had been so damn insistent that they didn’t use condoms even after the fourth time he’d come. When Dan had finally fought the Esper off long enough to stand on his useless legs, he’d been mortified by the amount of cum running down his thighs. He’d vehemently refused even the tiniest hint of Jaekyung helping him clean it up. He’d done enough damage already and frankly, Dan couldn’t trust him not to try for a sixth round if he allowed him to help clean up his body. The sheets he could get rid of because they were just as spoiled as Dan was but he was to stay out of the bathroom until Dan had called for him. Because of course his legs were more jelly than bone at that point and he’d actually needed Jaekyung’s help in getting to and from the bathroom without falling over. 

Unlike Dan, who felt like he’d been hit by a sledgehammer repeatedly, Jaekyung looked like he’d just won a million bucks and had slept an entire week straight - not a single sign of fatigue in sight. His skin was practically glowing, his eyes sharp and he was even smiling a little despite the rush hour traffic. Dan kind of wanted to strangle him. That feeling didn’t last long though, because Jaekyung kept glancing at him and the heated look in his eyes was enough to have Dan feel his cheeks flush bright red. They really needed to talk about Jaekyung’s subtlety - or lack thereof… 

They were meeting Coach at the guild, although Dan wasn’t sure why exactly. It’d only been a day since the verdict, there was no way they had already reached out to try and mend things with Team Black. Judging from Jaekyung’s good mood - which couldn’t possibly be a result solely of their night together, Dan thought - they weren’t going there to sit down for a meeting with the directors. He would’ve been far less amicable if he was facing several hours sitting still and listening patiently to whatever excuses they came up with. 

As they got out of the car, Namwook came jogging towards them. From the cafe across the street. Ah, so maybe they weren’t being summoned to the guild just yet. Even if they were, there was no reason for Jaekyung to bring Dan; he wasn’t officially part of Team Black anymore. Yet another thing he should probably add to the list of conversations he should have sooner rather than later with the Esper. If he wasn’t Jaekyung’s Guide, what exactly was he? Lover seemed too soon but friend wasn’t right either. And if Jaekyung as much as breathed the words “with benefits” after that particular word, Dan swore he would find a way to hurt him, powers be damned. 

“Dan, Jaekyung!” Coach greeted. “The others are waiting inside the cafe.” 

“The others?” Dan asked curiously as he accepted the short hug Namwook pulled him into. Who were they meeting? And why? 

“The rest of the team,” Namwook clarified. “We’ve got something to discuss.” 

“Is it alright for me to be here?” Dan wondered. He didn’t want to intrude on an official team meeting but he was curious. He glanced at Jaekyung but the Esper didn’t seem surprised at all. 

“You’re my Guide, aren’t you?” Jaekyung asked with a raised eyebrow as he caught his eyes. 

Oh. So they didn’t need to talk about it, after all. Jaekyung had already made the decision for him. It was probably always going to end up that way but still. Dan frowned as he spoke: “We didn’t really agree on anything yet.” 

That seemed to take Jaekyung by surprise for a short moment. 

“You’re really not going to be my Guide?” 

“Didn’t you say I could do whatever I wanted?” Dan asked. If he remembered correctly, Jaekyung had even said he’d accept him never guiding him again if it meant Dan would stay by his side. For once Dan held the power in their relationship - it was a nice feeling. 

Jaekyung looked like he’d swallowed something particularly sour as he scowled at Dan. The Guide couldn’t help but chuckle at the petulant look on his face. 

“Do you have room for a Guide on your team, Coach?” Dan then asked innocently. 

“For you? I’ll make room,” Namwook told him with a hearty laugh. 

“Hey,” Jaekyung huffed out. “What part of my Guide did you not understand?” 

“We’ll see how well you behave,” Dan said as he waved a hand dismissively. He may not be able to punch Jaekyung in the face for being all good-looking and leaving bruises all over his entire body, but he could tease him. It was a fair deal, if you asked Dan. 

“You-” 

“Let’s head inside already, I can see Potato pressing his face up against the window from here,” Namwook was quick to interfere. 

When they entered the cafe, it wasn’t hard to pinpoint where Team Black was located. Two tables were pushed together and around them sat a handful of rowdy Espers, shoving at each other and yelling loudly. Dan felt his heart swell in his chest. Oh, how he’d missed them. 

Yoon-gu practically bounced up to them as soon as they entered. 

“You got him back,” he commented with a beaming smile. 

“You told them?” Dan questioned. It’s not that he thought Jaekyung would keep it a secret that he wanted Dan back by his side, but he didn’t know how honest he’d been about it. 

“I had to tell Coach why I was suddenly going on vacation,” Jaekyung said with a shrug. He waved Yoon-gu off with orders to get them coffee. How he knew Dan’s order was anyone’s guess, although black coffee wasn’t a complicated request. He was clearly not upset about Dan’s comment anymore judging by the almost-smile on he was sporting. Then his words finally seemed to get through to Dan. 

“Vacation?” He frowned. “You weren’t suspended?” 

Jaekyung didn’t reply immediately but the smirk on his face was enough of a giveaway. He didn’t look the least bit sorry about it either. 

“I was for a while there,” he then said casually. “And then I had a few vacation days to use.” 

“But… how?” Dan couldn’t help but ask. With all the media coverage he’d expected the guild to come crawling back for Jaekyung but not this soon. And the way he spoke made it sound like he’d hadn’t been suspended for long. Why hadn’t he been going to work the past few weeks then? 

“It helps that my parents own like 40 percent-” 

“47,” Namwook chimed in helpfully. 

“47 percent of the shares,” Jaekyung said with a shrug. 

Dan’s mouth fell open. 47 percent? They basically had the means to veto the rest of the board’s suggestions. At the very least nothing could be decided without having the Joos on board. How the hell had they suspended Jaekyung in the first place? Did his parents not intervene? No, Dan thought, they wouldn’t do that, it would only cause more harm than good, logically speaking. But being a parent wasn’t logical. Did this mean that Jaekyung’s job had never been in danger? Was that why he insisted Dan not turn himself in? 

Dan frowned. No, that wasn’t right either. He hadn’t done it to save Jaekyung’s job, he’d done it to save his reputation. His parents may be able to save his job by some miracle but the damage done to Jaekyung’s image couldn’t be fixed if Dan hadn’t done what he did. Still… 

“You lied to me,” Dan stated. He wasn’t angry per se but he was curious as to why Jaekyung hadn’t taken the time to explain this to him before. As Dan looked at the Esper, the answer slowly trickled into his head. Ah. His stupid pride. Jaekyung would never have allowed his parents to interfere, even if they’d tried. He was too stubborn for that. 

“Wouldn’t be the first time.” 

“When did you ever lie to me before?” If there was one thing Dan could count on, had always counted on, it was that Jaekyung was ruthlessly honest. He wasn’t afraid to hurt anybody’s feelings and he didn’t have the patience to come up with elaborate stories. 

“When I told you just one more time,” Jaekyung leaned close to whisper in his ear. 

Dan did not squeak but it was a close call. He rubbed at his ear furiously, trying not to notice how warm his face was becoming. 

Namwook pointedly pretended he didn’t hear anything. That was not a can of worms he wanted to stick his nose into. 

“So,” he said instead of commenting on Jaekyung’s not so subtle teasing of his Guide. He thought he’d better get this part of the conversation out of the way before they sat down. Just in case Jaekyung ended up setting fire to the table. “I heard back from Heesung.” 

“So?” Jaekyung said at the same time as Dan uttered a: “Oh?” 

The Esper narrowed his eyes at Dan. “Why ‘oh’? Were you expecting to hear from him?” 

“I owe him a favor,” Dan said honestly. 

“Why?” 

“He helped me out, remember?” The Guide reminded him. It wasn’t just that he’d been able to keep Jaekyung busy, it was his knowledge of how to contact the right reporters as well. He’d been more helpful than Dan had let Jaekyung know. For good reason, seeing as the Esper was seething just hearing Heesung’s name. 

“He helped you land yourself in jail,” Jaekyung snapped. “You don’t owe him shit.” 

“He wants you to join his guild,” Namwook said calmly, ignoring Jaekyung’s temper tantrum. He was used to those, after all. “He wants all of Team Black to join.” 

“He what?” Jaekyung whirled around, glaring at Namwook. 

“And I have a feeling he’ll ask you to help him convince Jaekyung, Dan,” he continued, looking around Jaekyung’s shoulder at the Guide. 

“Oh,” Dan muttered and then glanced at Jaekyung. “That might be a good idea, actually.” 

“How the fuck is that a good idea?” Jaekyung growled as he turned to face Dan again. There wasn’t much bite to his bark though. “There’s no way I’m working with that asshole.” 

“He’s not that bad,” Dan argued. 

“And how would you know that? Spend a lot of time with him behind my back?” 

Dan leveled Jaekyung with an icy glare. “You’re being an idiot.” 

Namwook’s mouth dropped open. There was not a single sign of fear in Dan’s expression and he’d just called Jaekyung an idiot. To his face. He didn’t know any other Guide who would dare stand up to Jaekyung like that. It was refreshing to see, although Namwook was about to take a step between them just in case Jaekyung decided to… well, be himself. 

But instead of yelling or throwing a fit, Jaekyung just muttered something under his breath as he glared over Dan’s shoulder. He wouldn’t even glare directly at him? What the hell had Dan done to Jaekyung? Namwook made a mental note to invite Dan out for a drink soon. He had to pick his brain. 

“Do I really need to remind you why we were in that mess in the first place?” Dan asked. If Jaekyung had used his parents’ connections and been honest about it, everything would’ve gone much smoother. If he hadn’t blackmailed Dan in the first place, there wouldn’t have even been a mess to begin with. Although, they probably wouldn’t have had anything to do with each other then. No, Dan reasoned with himself, if Jaekyung had honestly asked him to be part of Team Black, he wouldn’t have said no. “At least Mr. Choi has the balls to ask directly instead of trying to blackmail you.” 

There was a moment of tense silence as the two just stared at each other. 

“I’ll consider it,” Jaekyung then said with a child-like pout on his face. Namwook couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen Jaekyung look so much like his actual age. 

“I think that’s a great idea,” Dan smiled at the Esper. “And a good opportunity for you.” 

A comment like that would usually result in Jaekyung feeling insulted and starting a fight, but instead he just rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around Dan’s shoulders. 

“For us, you mean,” he then muttered into Dan’s hair. “Although we’ll have to get that bastard fired before we sign anything.” 

Namwook breathed a sigh of relief. They’d figure it out. Jaekyung seemed more stable, less likely to explode at any second. The past few months he’d been agitated and it had been like walking alongside a bomb, ready to go off at any moment. Or at any ill-perceived comment. Now though… Now he looked just about as happy as Namwook had ever seen him. He should probably be worried; Jaekyung wasn’t one to display his joy to others like this but at least Namwook knew the reason. 

He glanced at said reason, who was still trying to convince Jaekyung that it was a great idea to join Heesung’s guild and there was no reason the two Espers couldn’t work together. It would be a fresh start, a way to get out from under the Mingwa guild. They might be at their best behavior now, but who knew when they’d try another ploy to force Jaekyung out. 

Namwook smiled softly as he watched them take a seat at the table. Team Black welcomed both of them with hoots and hollas. Dan really was something else, trying to talk sense into the most stubborn man in all of Korea and joining this crazy team. They’d be alright no matter what happened from now on. Kim Dan was back by Jaekyung’s side. That’s all that mattered.