Four Seasons, All Spent With You. [Payback Fanfiction]

Four Seasons, All Spent With You.

The seasons start from summer to match the timeline better.

English is not my first language.

You can also read the original fic in Ao3, I just posted it here because some people prefer Wattpad.

This fic is beta read but please do tell me if you see any mistake or a sentence that doesn't make sense. I'm new to writing and open to criticism.

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Summer

Yoohan blinked against the glare of sunlight flooding the room, his senses slowly awakening to the unfamiliar surroundings. The heat enveloped him like a second skin, warming the sleeping man's body. The humidity would have been uncomfortable if not for the absence of the body pressed against his back.

Yoohan's eyes flashed open, realizing the oddity. Usually, he'd be drenched in sweat by now, the air conditioner working overtime to combat the intense heat emanating from the older man who customarily enveloped him entirely. But today was different. There was no tight grip around his waist, no muscular arm cradling his head; only the comforting support of the pillow beneath him.

It took a moment for Yoohan's eyes to adjust to the bright room flooded with sunlight. As his gaze wandered, he found himself processing the unfamiliar surroundings, each detail gradually coming into focus.

Oh right, they came abroad for a vacation and had already spent several days in their current hotel room. His mind slowly pieced together the last couple of days.

Yoohan had envisioned a lazy holiday, lounging at home and decompressing after the grueling filming of his lengthy drama, and as his road manager, the other man was also on holiday. However, Yoohan found himself reluctantly dragged into this vacation against his will.

But honestly, it was not as bad as he imagined it to be as he could only converse with this madman in this unfamiliar place while everything else was done by the older man.

As Yoohan woke up fully, he turned to his other side to see where Jay was and saw him sitting against the headboard, wide awake and totally engrossed in his phone. His brow furrowed in what seemed like annoyance. Must be work-related, Yoohan figured, judging by the serious expression on Jay's face.

Even though they were supposed to be on vacation, Yoohan knew that someone would inevitably reach out to them. It didn't make the annoyance any easier to swallow.

Yoohan rolled over completely, draping his arm and leg around the older man, burying his face into his side. With a few rough rubs against the bare skin, he tried to ease the itchiness in his eyes. When he finally glanced up from where he was buried, he noticed the madman trying hard to stifle a laugh, his body trembling with the effort.

A large, gentle hand glided through Yoohan's hair, coming to rest at his temple, where it began to rub small circles in an attempt to alleviate the slight headache from jetlag that had been bothering him. Yoohan, feigning unconsciousness, simply lay there, allowing it to happen.

It felt good.

Jay set his phone on the bedside table with a soft thud before lowering himself back down to hold Yoohan. Yoohan's messy head found a comfortable spot against Jay's chest, his limbs sprawled across Jay's body just as before. Jay gently brushed aside the strands of hair obscuring Yoohan's forehead and planted a tender kiss on his hairline.

"Are you still tired?"

A stretched "mmh" escaped from Yoohan, which Jay interpreted as affirmation. Jay, seasoned in travel, wasn't particularly affected by the jetlag; however, it was Yoohan's first time venturing so far from home, and he was feeling the full weight of it. Despite knowing this, Jay couldn't bring himself to feel guilty. After all, he was thoroughly enjoying this vacation, reveling in the freedom to do as they pleased with his lover, without worrying about the consequences.