Chapter 24

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~ 102-3, Yujin Apartments, Sanggye-dong, Nowon-gu, Seoul

Minho was buried face deep into his pillow when he heard the first honk. He ignored it, turning to the side. It was early light outside so whatever the deal was, it could wait. His bed felt so soft and comfortable, it'd be a shame to get out of it before time.

He rearranged the duvet over his bare legs, plumping the cushions around him and slowly drifted back to sleep. Minho flinched as another honk pierced the air, he heard it more clearly this time. It was definitely a car but he didn't own one so did it matter?

Something niggled at the back of his mind but he ignored it. He rubbed his eyes and tried to go back to sleep, letting me sheets swallow him. "What the-" Minho was startled again, this time with mounting horror as the car horn went full screech mode, ringing riot through the apartment complex.

Minho fell out of bed, knocking over Wookyung's gift bag over from last night.

A pair of neat, shiny, bullet vibrators fell out along with the bottle of strawberry lube from the sex shop. Last night, Minho had studied them both for an hour and then robotically shoved them back into the bag, next to his pillow, turning around and falling into the calmest sleep he had had in a long time.

He could have slept for even longer if not for some inconsiderate bastard's unholy honking outside his house. Who had the balls to pull such stunts? He rubbed his eyes... Something told him that this was the doing of his bastard. Finger combing his hair, Minho quickly put on his glasses, slippers and a woollen shrug.

He wiped his face and lips as he unlocked the door, throwing it open onto a 7 am warm, yellow sky with wispy clouds. The noise mercifully stopped just as Minho stepped out and saw Cha Wookyung pull his hand off the car horn, out the driver's side window and push it into his pocket. He was wearing a pale blue turtleneck with black pants and navy dress shoes.

"Good morning, Sunshine" he lowered his sunglasses to get a better look at him "How was last night after... you know?". "Shut up" Minho glanced around nervously, noticing a couple of the neighbours rambling on their balconies, a baby could be heard crying. This wasn't looking good, he walked up to him to give him a piece of his mind.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he hissed. "I have come to make amends for doing all that to you in the shop yesterday" Wookyung offered grandly but Minho wasn't having any of it, he knew better than to fall for his white lies.

"You're just leeching around for excuses to see me more" he pointed out, indignantly crossing his arms while Wookyung slowly pushed his hands in his pockets "Should I not?" he asked seductively and Minho went slackjawed. A few seconds later he took a hold of himself "Um... no!"

"Honking away early in the morning, disturbing all these people. You live too far off the ground and it shows!". Wookyung mockingly cleared his ear with a finger, leaning further back against a suspiciously new, caramel coloured sedan, not one of his usual rides. "You're not even sorry..." Minho rolled his eyes, turning to go back into his apartment.

"Alright... fiiine!" Wookyung finally showed an iota of remorse "I admit that I shouldn't have done that..." he slid two fingers inside the sweater fold at his neck "but can you really blame me? Last evening has just... left me wanting more" he slowly pinched the wool.

"Now too... no wonder I'm being irrational. Do you just... have to wake up like this every morning?" he squinted as if in pain. "What are you talking about?" Minho looked down his front. His thin, white nightshirt was stained with drool and soup droplets. He checked once again. Was it too skimpy?

He self-consciously pulled down his night suit shorts from where they had been hiking up his thighs, drawing his shrug tighter to hide the places that might be exposed. Wookyung was affixed on his lips, he followed his gaze. They must be swollen from his sleep so he gave them a small bite.

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