Jake was lying on the bed, a thick white blanket draped over his body as he scrolled through his phone. The other male, named Heeseung, was putting his clothes back on after having just had sexual intercourse with Jake.
Jake was merely a casual fling for Heeseung. Sure, they fucked, but that was the extent of their relationship. They were simply friends with benefits and nothing beyond that.
What made everything even worse was that Heeseung had a girlfriend. However, she was also the reason Heeseung would seek out Jake. Whenever his girlfriend upset him or they had a fight, Heeseung would call Jake and meet him at their usual hotel, where they would have sex just to relieve his frustration.
That's right. Heeseung was merely taking advantage of Jake.
However, Jake didn't mind. Why? Because he found Heeseung to be a very attractive and hot guy. It wasn't every day that you encountered a hot ass man making love to you, whispering in your ear, urging you to scream his name as he climaxed inside you.
Jake didn't mind engaging in sexual intercourse; that's just part of who he is. He often visited the bar and made out with people of all genders, as he was attracted to both men and women. However, after Heeseung arrived, he rarely went out to the bar anymore.
But, the male was such an absolute asshole that Jake sometimes found him annoying and irritating.
"Next time, come quicker." Heeseung taunted as he buttoned his shirt. Jake rolled his eyes at that statement and turned to the side, still scrolling through his phone.
Heeseung narrowed his eyes at Jake's back and clicked his tongue. "Do you hear what I'm saying-" He raised his voice, but Jake quickly interrupted him. "Yes, fucking come quicker." he replied loudly as he sat up in bed, causing the blanket to slip and reveal half of his body covered in marks and bites.
"Not my fault that you called me while I was out there, busy." Jake retorted, glaring at Heeseung. Heeseung raised his eyebrows and scoffed again. "Busy with what exactly? Spreading your legs for another man?" he said sarcastically, a smirk on his face.
Jake's eye twitched as he furrowed his eyebrows. "The fuck is your problem?" He snapped as Heeseung let out a chuckle. "Whoa there. Did I hit a nerve?" He mocked as Jake quickly grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
Heeseung immediately caught the pillow as he narrowed his eyes at Jake, his smirk disappearing from his lips. Jake was for sure pissed at Heeseung's comment but man.. why did he have to look so fucking hot?
Jake kept telling himself that his involvement with Heeseung needed to stop, yet he repeatedly found himself agreeing to meet with him.
Heeseung approached the bed while Jake simply watched him. The male with maroon hair set the pillow back on the bed and redirected his attention to Jake. He then reached out, brushing his fingers against Jake's cheek. His hand moved to Jake's chin, gently lifting his head to meet his gaze.
Heeseung's gaze deepened as he leaned closer to Jake's face. His eyes slowly drifted to Jake's lips as he moved in even closer. "Only spread your legs for me," he murmured in a low whisper that sent shivers down Jake's spine.
However, Jake quickly snapped out of it. He swiftly grabbed Heeseung's wrist and pulled it away from his face. "Leave. You got what you wanted," he scoffed, glaring daggers at Heeseung, who raised an eyebrow and straightened his back as he slowly shoved his hands into his pockets.
Heeseung let out a small sigh before grabbing his car keys, phone, and wallet from the table. He knew that if he talked to Jake any longer, the guy would end up cursing him repeatedly. However, that didn't mean he didn't enjoy it.
Jake observed as Heeseung turned away and walked toward the hotel door, leaving the room without saying a word. Part of him wished for Heeseung to feel jealous while he was out there fucking other people, while another part of him wanted Heeseung to stay. However, he knew better than anyone that Heeseung would never do that, especially since he had a girlfriend and was in a committed relationship with someone else.
Once the door finally closed, Jake groaned as he lay back on the bed, running his hand through his hair. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't upset by Heeseung's earlier comment. Did Heeseung really think so little of him? Seriously, he had stopped going to the club just for him.
Plus, who even is Heeseung to Jake that would stop him from finding true love?
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Months had passed since the last time Jake and Heeseung crossed paths at the hotel. During this time, Heeseung had not reached out to Jake at all; there were no phone calls, no texts, and certainly no intimate rendezvous. It was as if their previous connection had been completely erased from Heeseung's mind.
To put it simply, his relationship with his girlfriend seemed to be flourishing, leaving little room for Jake in his life. The absence of communication left Jake wondering about the status of their relationship and the reasons behind Heeseung's silence.
However, this return to the nightlife was not just a simple revival of a past hobby; it marked a noticeable shift in Jake's behavior. Unlike his more restrained self from before, he found that he was becoming increasingly reckless and uninhibited as he immersed himself deeper into the club scene. But what was driving this new, wilder version of Jake?
A part of him found himself yearning for Heeseung's gentle touch, the warmth of his kisses, and the exquisite pleasure that only Heeseung could provide. Deep down, he longed to reach out to Heeseung, to ask him what had gone wrong and why they had stopped seeing each other.
However, he was also acutely aware of his own pride. The thought of appearing vulnerable or desperate, especially in front of Heeseung, was something he couldn't tolerate. He didn't want to give Heeseung the impression that he was clinging to the past or that he was willing to beg for attention.
As was the case on so many other nights, Jake found himself back in the club. This time, he was perched on the lap of a handsome stranger, their lips locked in a heated kiss that was both rough and fervent. The guy's hands eagerly explored Jake's body, slipping beneath his shirt to trace the contours of his toned physique. Jake was undeniably in control of the moment, guiding their passionate encounter with confidence and intensity, and it was clear that the guy was thoroughly enjoying every second of it.
Both of them were a little tipsy, which resulted in their make-out session being a chaotic blend of clumsy movements and breathless gasps. The guy's hand slipped beneath Jake's shirt, exploring the smooth skin before finding its target. He pinched Jake's nipple, teasingly rolling it between his fingers. The unexpected sensation made Jake jolt in his seat, a soft moan escaping his lips and mingling with their heated kiss.
"Pretty sensitive here, aren't you huh?" the guy murmured against Jake's mouth, his breath warm and tantalizing. Undeterred, he continued to toy with Jake's nipple, heightening the thrill of the moment.
With his other hand, he reached behind Jake's head, fingers tangling in his hair, and pulled him even closer, deepening their kiss with a rough urgency that sent shivers down Jake's spine.
Jake let out a soft moan into the kiss, feeling a noticeable bulge pressing against him. It was clear that the guy beneath him was fully aroused, which made Jake smile against his lips. He gently pulled back from the kiss, wanting to take a moment to look into the guy's eyes.
They were half-lidded and filled with a mix of desire and excitement, framed by tousled hair that added to the moment's intensity. The guy's lips were glistening and slightly parted, a testament to their shared passion.
Jake, feeling bold, placed his hand on the guy's pants, applying a gentle pressure. The reaction was immediate; the guy jolted in surprise, letting out a deep, throaty groan that sent shivers down Jake's spine. The palpable tension between them grew as their breaths mingled in the charged atmosphere.
Jake raised an eyebrow in surprise as he fixed his gaze on the guy before him. "Well, that was quick," he remarked, a hint of skepticism lacing his voice.
The guy let out a low groan, his eyes barely open as he regarded Jake with a mix of annoyance and amusement. "You..." the guy began, his voice trailing off slightly, but then the corners of his lips began to curl upwards into a sly smirk.
In one fluid and graceful motion, he wrapped his strong arm around Jake's waist, effortlessly guiding him down onto the couch. The sudden shift positioned Jake comfortably beneath him, creating an intimate atmosphere that sent a thrill through them both. Jake's arms instinctively found their way around the guy's neck, pulling him closer as he let out a soft chuckle, unable to help but admire the stunning figure before him.
The guy was simply breathtaking; his half-lidded eyes sparkled with mischief, and his tousled hair only added to the allure of his rugged charm. It was a sight that could easily brighten even the dullest of days, a true feast for the eyes.
With a teasing grin, the guy leaned in closer, their faces mere inches apart, his voice dripping with playful challenge. "You're bold enough to tease me like that," he remarked, his breath warm against Jake's skin.
Jake felt his heart race as he prepared to close the distance between them and capture those inviting lips in a kiss. Just as he was about to lean in, however, a sudden jarring sound interrupted the moment-his phone began to ring, cutting through the charged atmosphere like a cold splash of water. It was odd.
With a resigned sigh, Jake stretched out his arm to grasp his phone. The moment the device was securely in his hand, he noticed that the call had just ended, leaving him with a sense of annoyance. He furrowed his brow even deeper, feeling a mix of irritation and concern as he unlocked the screen to discover a missed call from Heeseung.
His eyes grew wide in realization. Oh, right.. He had configured his phone to only ring when Heeseung called, a decision that now felt simultaneously thoughtful and infuriating. Yet, almost instantly, he found himself rolling his eyes in exasperation.
Here was this man who had completely vanished from his life for months on end, only to suddenly be reaching out to him now? What exactly did Jake expect after all that time? It was clear that he had merely been a passing fancy, just a fling.
He was on the verge of dismissing his phone, intending to ignore Heeseung's persistent call, when suddenly it rang again, pulling his attention back to the screen displaying Heeseung's contact information.
He found himself fixated on the name for an extended moment, lost in thought about whether he should answer or let it go to voicemail.
Just then, a voice broke the silence. "Don't you think you should pick that up? It seems like it might be important," the guy remarked casually, raising an eyebrow at Jake. In response, Jake simply hummed softly, contemplating the implications of the call while still feeling torn about whether or not to engage.
Jake slowly rose from the couch, the cushions shifting beneath him as he finally mustered the energy to answer the call that had been buzzing insistently in his hand. He raised the phone to his ear, and made his way toward the exit of the club.
As he stepped outside, the cool night air hit his face, providing a stark contrast to the chaotic atmosphere he had just left behind. "What?" he barked into the phone, his voice laced with irritation and impatience. The frustration bubbled beneath the surface, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed by the interruption at such a chaotic moment.
Heeseung didn't hesitate for a moment before speaking up. "Jake, where are you?" he asked, his voice trembling just a bit, betraying a hint of anxiety that he couldn't quite mask. This subtle tremor in his tone didn't escape Jake's notice; his eyebrows knitted together in concern as he registered the slight quiver.
"I'm busy. Why'd you call me?" Jake swiftly ignored Heeseung's question.
"Answer my question, will you?" Heeseung scoffed.
A heavy silence hung in the air for a moment, filling the space with an almost palpable tension before Jake finally exhaled deeply, a sound that seemed to carry the weight of his frustration and exhaustion. "Listen, if you called just to ask me for another night, then I need to be clear: I'm not-" he said, his voice firm and resolute.
"Please." The single word emerged from Heeseung's lips with a tremor that betrayed his emotional state, revealing a vulnerability that Jake had not expected. This unexpected crack in Heeseung's composure caused Jake's eyes to widen in surprise, as he suddenly realized just how much weight was behind that simple request.
"I..I really need you."
Jake felt as if his heart had momentarily stopped when he heard those words escape from Heeseung's lips. It was as though time had paused for just a brief moment, allowing the weight of the statement to sink in. He instinctively placed his palm over his chest, feeling the rapid thumping of his heart against his hand, each beating a reminder of the emotions he had tried so hard to suppress.
He remained silent, caught in the whirlwind of his thoughts, grappling with the reality that he had truly fucked up. Deep down, he had convinced himself that he had moved on from his feelings for Heeseung, but in that instant, with just one simple sentence, he felt utterly vulnerable and exposed. The walls he had built around his heart crumbled, and he realized how weak he truly was in the face of his lingering affection.
"Club." Jake answered without hesitation. He clenched his fists, bit his lower lip, and waited for Heeseung's answer on the other end of the phone.
Once again, a heavy silence settled over the two of them, lingering like an uninvited guest. It was in this quiet moment that Heeseung finally broke the stillness, his voice barely above a whisper. "Could you come to River Park?" he asked softly, his tone carrying an unexpected weight that hung in the air.
Jake felt his eyebrows knit together in confusion, a furrow forming as he processed the request. River Park? Why would Heeseung want to meet there of all places? It was odd that he would suggest a public park instead of a hotel room.
Jake inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with air as he prepared to speak. He slowly moistened his lips, ensuring he was ready to articulate his response clearly. "Of course. I'll come. Wait for me." he replied.
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