𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐒 ♡︎ BJ Alex ✓

Chapter Twelve

The trio now stood in the living room of the husbands' apartment. From Dae-Seong's father's explanation, since he's unable to look over his son and is always busy, seeing him get along with the two sparked an idea within his head.

With payment of course, for Dae-Seong's expense and gratitude, his father asked Dong-Gyun a favour of having his son live with them, just until he would completely take over the business. The butler, who has been with the family for more than a decade, planned on retiring after a year, and having Dae-Seong get used to not having a guardian figure around earlier, would benefit more of his independency.

Of course, Dong-Gyun happily agreed, liking the fact that the male both him and his husband were rapidly growing feelings for, would be staying in the same home as them. He loved the idea and he was honestly excited.

They left the next morning. Dae-Seong's father questioned his slight limping, along with the turtle neck, only to get a grumble in response and a sheepish smile from the green eyes male. Remembering fragments of what he had watched when he took care of the sick couple back then, both he and Jiwon hurried to clean the bed of any remnants of the activities that happened the night before. Changing the sheets, putting them through the wash and more. For the staff that saw this, they just thought they were doing chores. Some did offer to do it, clueless to what they were doing, only earning a cold reply from the aloof male.

Dae-Seong looked around his new home. Taking another look, it was pretty modern but also homey. It radiated warmth, but also desires. He didn't know why. But then, as soon as his curiosity peaked, it also dropped once he found interest in the clouds outside the window.

The couple who watched his expression turn into recognition back into a blank look deadpanned, seeing that their lover, was more interested in something that floated up above the sky. With a small smile, Jiwon entered his and Dong-Gyun's room, possibly Dae-Seong's too, and went to go for a change of clothes.

It was two days later, most of Dae-Seong's things had arrived. It wasn't much, seeing as he didn't take his room's furniture, but only his clothes, some books, his gadgets that he barely even used, only when necessary, and other important things.

Nothing interesting happened throughout those two days, but he did bring clothes to change in during that duration. Jiwon, who was known to both of them to have lustful tendencies didn't act out. He was calm. And it made them feel on edge. Dong-Gyun made it his job to make the place feel like home for Dae-Seong. Of course, the male was happy about it, only in the inside though.

He was sitting on his bed in the guest, now his room, fiddling with the thing that is clasped around his neck. He noticed it when he went to shower the morning after the night Jiwon took more of his innocence. It was waterproof of course and was very visible to whoever looks, that's why he had a turtleneck on that day. To conceal it. He had asked for it to be removed, but Jiwon only smirked and walked off to continue cleaning the bed.

He traced the letters of the charm hanging from the choker, that was designed like a belt, but with some more restrictions. It didn't choke him and it wasn't painful, iy was just embarrassing. The charm was in a cursive, with the word ours. People would question him if he stepped out of the room, or even outside in the real world. How was he supposed to answer?

Dong-Gyun stared at the closed door of Dae-Seong's room. He knew the reason. It was the choker. It was amusing and cute at the same time. After the packages arrived, he took it into his hands to unwrap them and sort them out to make it easier for Dae-Seong, and maybe he was a bit curious too.

Dae-Seong hummed, looking out the window. For how long does his father plan to have him live the lovers? His mind soon drifted off to the video he watched. It was about emotions, more specifically, love. He had the same symptoms. Fast racing heart, feeling hot, feeling like he could run a marathon and others.

Was he sick? Was love a sickness? Because he felt a lot more than those three. He had the urge to kiss them head on. But his insecurities got in the way. Despite how he presents himself on the outside. Poised, stoic, distracted, he felt like he couldn't live up to his father's expectations.

At a young age, his mother had always pictured him as perfect. He had a mix of both of them. Was it love, when she always forced things he didn't like unto him? Was it adore when she smiled in satisfaction when he achieved something other people didn't?

He shook his head. He wasn't supposed to think about her. He bit inside his cheek and stood up. He walked to the door and opened it. He stepped out to see Dong-Gyun finishing up his packages.

The said male looked up and smiled softly, "how are you?" Dae-Seong blinked before going to sit a few meters away from him. He looked at the brown haired male, "I'm doing alright. Though, I do need to go shopping for clothes."

Dong-Gyun made a face and sweat dropped. His eyes flashed towards the ten piles of clothes he placed on hangers and folded. Dae-Seong had collections and a supply of clothes for ten years if laundy is out of the chore's list. He knew that the Jung family was rich, but that much clothes was just . . .

He did notice that most of his clothes were suits. He did have coats and other clothes like that, but the clothes he needed to wear at home or in the house was only one pile. So maybe, tagging along to actually direct him to buy those types of clothes would be good.

"Can I go?" Dong-Gyun asked Dae-Seong, who blinked owlishly. He hummed before nodding. He stood up and left Dong-Gyun to deal with the packing away of his clothes. With a sigh, the green eyes male smiled and shook his head. At least he was the one to arrange Dae-Seong's clothes, because when he and Jiwon looked over his clothes back at the mansion, it was like a maze in the walk in closet.

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