Chapter 22 (4):

                                    

                                          

"How come you have such a beautiful house for someone whose parents are against who he is ?"
"Since my brother went to prison, I became the favorite so whatever I do, even if they don't agree, isn't as bad as the shame he brought upon us even if he is innocent." He shrugged his shoulders waiting for a reaction from his unofficial partner who only frowned his eyebrows in an apologetic way. "Want some drinks ? A beer ?" 
The brunette nodded in agreement while settling down on the couch surfing through the channel on TV. He paused on a song that he quite liked and started to sing along.
"You have a great voice." Min-Jun said.
"Oh ! Thank you !" Woo-Sung gleefully accepted the compliment, continuing : "I sing sometimes at bars and clubs."
At the same moment, his friend came with two cans of korean beers, one for each, surprised.
"If you need more, feel free." He explained before continuing. "And how come I never knew this about my boyfriend ?" 
"Because we aren't dating, maybe ?" He laughed but that didn't please his host who just mmmed.
"My dad is the CEO of IN Entertainment. I can even pitch you if you want to." He said, opening his can. "Think about it. You have nothing to lose." He took a sip but ended up pecking him on the lips.
The brunette once again caved in as he reached out for Min-Jun's head to bring him closer, pressing his moist flesh against his once again, demanding access to his mouth with his tongue which he obtained greatly.
"Did he ride you like this ?" Asked a hurt silver haired guy while moving his hips upwards and downwards, forwards and backwards, looking at his boyfriend underneath him with tears in his eyes. 
"No. Never." Sang-Hyun groaned.
"Did he ever kiss you like this ?" 
Jae-Yoon jerked the pierced man's head by gripping his hair and pressed deeply his lips against his. Sang-Hyun gleefully responded, demanding access to his mouth which Jae-Yoon refused to give him, unsure.
"I can't do this anymore." He said before leaping up from this uncomfortable position.
"Why ? What happened ?" The pierced man questioned hurriedly, worried, reaching to his wrist that he snatched for him not to go away.
"Every fucking time I try and concentrate... I can't stop imagining you doing it with Woo-Sung and it hurts." He stated, clutching his heart that throbbed in agony.
"Baby... We've talked about this..." He tried to argue.
"But it doesn't fucking erase it from my mind. I can't stop seeing it. I know you both never kissed but I hate feeling like a second piece of meat you clung onto after getting tired of him and to be frank, to everyone else you did it with." He confessed, tears starting to form in the creases of his eyes, running down his cheeks.
"Jae-Yoon, you cannot expect me to be a virgin and-"
"Why ? Why didn't you do it with me if you were so pent up ? My friend ? That you don't even like at that ? Do you hate him because you slept together or there is more ?" He cut him off, bombarding him with questions following one another in one breath.
"Because I didn't want to fucking scare you. If I had told you how I felt, would you have agreed to even see me again ? I was afraid and my father didn't help." 
Sang-Hyun calmly explained, bringing him closer to him; on his lap, to embrace him dear to his beating organ, the source of his living that was only functioning well, safe and sound thanks to his lover.