Do not touch (Minsung)

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The next day they had a packed schedule not even being able to talk to each other outside of business matters. It was tiring. From interviews to a show to a photoshoot. It was one after the other. They currently sat in an interview fortunately they were allowed to speak in Korean with Jisung loosely translating for their interviewer. The air around the two men was slightly awkward after nothing was said about last night. It was weird, like something came over the both of them and they were unable to stop themselves. It was, euphoria. Thought neither wanted to admit it they were putty in the others hands in those warm sheets, they couldn't seem to remember who they are and what their relationship is. Co workers. They're co workers nothing more. When the interview wrapped up Jisung watched the tension leave the older's body as they walked back to their dressing rooms to get changed into their normal clothes before they headed out for the photoshoot.

Lee Know's fit^

Jisung's fit^

When the boy were finished getting their touches done they had walked into the studio to get started. Fortunately this wouldn't take too long as long as they co operated properly. So Jisung and Lee Know made a pact to do this as quickly as possible. They got onto the site and started with the direction. "Jisung move more left Lee Know move your lower half closer to Jisung's." They moved swiftly and efficiently seeing no reason to stall as they have already gotten pretty used to posing with each other. "Lee Know could you place your hand over Jisung's mouth. We wanna get a shot of the rings on your hand and the necklace Jisung has on." The director spoke and Jisung translated to Lee Know who looked puzzled. He sighed, with shaking hands he put his hand flat over Jisung's mouth but the director shook his head. "Like you're grabbing his mouth and jaw." Jisung pulled Lee Know's hand off of his mouth to speak. Lee know nodded placing his hand where he had guessed the director wanted it. He was nervous, after last night. This felt to sexual, to close. Maybe before it would've have felt only weird, but now it felt sexual, it felt lewd and inappropriate. Jisung looked over catching Lee Know's eyes and they were both thinking the same thing. Through their eyes they communicated the shared tension. The photographers took a couple shots and decided ghat was enough of that pose, "Face each other Jisung put your back to the camera. Both of you shift a bit to your left, and angle yourselves to the left. I want Lee Know's head visible over Jisung's shoulder and Lee Know I want your arm to come to rest on Jisung's waist. Jisung drop that shoulder back and turn your head." The boys did as told with Jisung loosely translating. The tension in the air was palpable.

When the shoot was over the boys said nothing to one another as they made their way to the hotel. Now changed back into more comfortable clothing. When they arrived back at the hotel food was waiting for them inside. Yeji and Chan sighed in relief that the food order went through and they were able to eat now. The four ate in silence. It was quite relaxing just eating while having people you're comfortable with around. However, Lee Know and Jisung avoided eye contact, cause as soon as dinner was over they'd be alone. With their situation. After an hour when everyone was full and ready for bed. Jisung sighed. He prepared himself for the awkwardness the room would ascend into. "Goodnight guys." Jisung bid their managers a goodbye closing the door behind them and turning to make eye contact with Lee Know. He felt shivers travel through him. He shook it off going to lay back on his bed with a full tummy. Lee Know still seated at the table got up and went into the bathroom. And there it was again, the moans. Jisung sighed deciding not to say anything not wanting a repeat of last night.

Lee Know wadded up the toilet paper wiping his mouth, a repeated routine. He breathed heavily not sure if his stomach had totally settled. He wasn't sure if it was his nervousness for this trip or his eating disorder coming back, but he couldn't seem to keep any food down. The same routine after every meal, get up and regurgitate it right back out till his stomach had settled. Well it didn't help that he had been thinking he looked chubbier than normal. But it wasn't really an ordered thing. Like his eating disorder didn't come back because he noticed himself getting chubby, he thinks it's more because of nervousness. Shit and there he goes again releasing more of his stomach contents into the toilet as quietly as possible. He didn't want to alarm anyone, it was really no big deal anyways. He was sure some of the food stayed in him. Ever since they arrived in London he hasn't been able to eat a full meal and keep it down. Maybe it's a problem but the man doesn't find it to be a problem. Just another thing he needs to adapt to, it's not like he hasn't before. And that time it went away. A knock sounded on the door.

Jisung? "Hey Minho." A voice whispered. No it was Chan. "Hold on." Lee Know spoke moving to unlock the bathroom door before falling right back over the toilet to release more vomit. Chan winced as he slid into the bathroom. He kneeled beside Lee Know. "Oh sweetie." He spoke like a worried mother pushing Lee Know's bangs back. "Jisung had told me something seemed wrong he was under the impression you were doing something dirty." Chan chuckled as Lee Know hurled more into the toilet. "Shit how much you got left in there?" Chan tried to lighten the mood but everyone knew he was very upset to see his friend in this state. He sighed. "When did it start again?" Chan asked wiping sweat off the others forehead. "Yesterday." Lee Know whispered and Chan sighed. "Well I guess we will have to work together on it again okay? I'm here for you Minho don't forget that, we're a team." Chan the only one Lee Know let's call him by his first name, his long term manager and best friend. He's been there since day one and no matter how many hard ships they go through they're still Chan and Minho. Like a leaf and it's stem, Chan was the start of Minho, and if Chan were to be clipped. The leaf would fall, it needs its stem. "My beautiful boy it's gonna be okay," Chan whispered.

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