Forget Me Not

Chapter Twenty-Six

[I should Tell You – from RENT (Jonathan Larsson) 

sang by Mimi and Roger [RosarioDawson and Adam Pascal]

Mew woke up without the benefit of his alarm only to realize there was no reason to get up. Then he turned and came face to face with a sleeping Korn and changed his mind. Something about watching him sleep felt both risqué and calm. He was just as likely to fall back asleep beside him or wake him up in the hope of repeating the activities of the night before.

Korn's desire for him had caught him by surprise. After bumping into Yihwa and Cho, Korn had been uncharacteristically quiet. Mew had been curious but unwilling to push him for an answer. Korn didn't have to talk to him, although Mew had hoped they were past keeping things from each other.

"Do you want to head home?" He'd asked after spending the first 20 minutes of their dinner date keeping up a one-sided conversation.

"Don't you like the food?"

"The food is fine. I'm just wondering if you are."

That statement had finally shaken him out of his funk and he'd given Mew an apologetic smile, "Sorry, I don't know why I let Yihwa get into my head like that."

"Did she say something that upset you?"

"No. It wasn't like that."

Mew had waited for an explanation but it hadn't been forthcoming. At least Korn had made more effort. They were almost back to normal by the time they returned to his apartment. It was late and while he could have stayed up a while longer, he'd suggested they go to bed.

That's when Korn had jumped his bones. It was so sudden it had taken a full minute for his brain to catch up with his body. By then, Korn had dragged him into the bedroom, taken off most of his clothes and was well on his way to being naked himself.

Whatever protests Mew might have made were swallowed down by toe-curling kisses and a mind-melting blow job. The rest of it was a blur of too much sensation and not enough sense. Milked dry by his second orgasm, Mew had done the unthinkable and fallen asleep. He dared not imagine what Korn had thought of that.

Caressing his sleeping face, Mew could think of a few things and he was confident he would earn some forgiveness if he played his cards right.

"Good morning," Korn said, his gruff morning voice startling Mew into pulling his hand away.

"Good morning."

They stared at each other for a long moment. Mew ran his hands over Korn's morning stubble and watched as Korn leaned into the touch like a cat looking for pets.

"Are you planning to get up?" Mew asked.

"Are you in a hurry to go somewhere?"

"Nope. This is the best way to spend a lazy Sunday," Mew said stretching out the kinks from his body, only to feel the dried cum on his belly flake off and leave an itchy patch.

"I couldn't agree more," Korn said frowning when Mew started rubbing a similar patch on his stomach

Forgetting about his initial plan to suggest a shower, Mew cuddled into Korn's side and relaxed into him. There was nothing to do and nothing else he wanted to do. Being with Korn like this was the best way to spend his day. The only thing that bothered him was the knowledge that Korn would leave soon—go back to Chiang Mai and leave him behind.

Mew unconsciously tightened his hold on Korn and his protest was immediate.

"Easy there. I still need to breathe."