That morning, Mingyu didn't wake up alone.
Jeonghan, naked, was on Mingyu's lap, kissing him good morning. But, of course, it wasn't just a simple kiss when Mingyu kissed back the blonde with so much passion.
As Mingyu had driven away from Seungkwan's house the day before, he suddenly remembered what he had done to Jeonghan and felt bad about it. Nervous that Seungkwan might know about his sexual activity with his ex-husband and blurt it out to his mother, Mingyu had kicked Jeonghan out.
But after promising to keep Seungkwan's secret relationship, he remembered his own not-so-different issue. This made him change his destination from his apartment to Jeonghan's house.
He might consider telling Seungkwan about him and Jeonghan later so they would keep each other's secrets.
Mingyu arrived at Jeonghan's place with a bouquet of red roses in his hands that he had bought on the way and sweet words, promising never to do something like that again.
At first, Jeonghan wanted to slam the door on Mingyu's annoyingly hot face, still angry at his ex-husband. But after Mingyu said Jeonghan could use his black card all day tomorrow, Jeonghan accepted his apology with a steamy night that made up for the one they missed.
So this morning, Mingyu woke up to Jeonghan's affectionate kiss.
"What time is it?" Mingyu asked between their kisses.
"Almost nine," Jeonghan replied, kissing Mingyu's jaw down to his neck and the taller's broad shoulder.
"Good, I still have time for a meeting today," Mingyu said.
Jeonghan sighed loudly and stopped his lustful advances. "You haven't changed—still only care about meetings, meetings, and more meetings."
Mingyu frowned. "I wouldn't be here if I only thought that way."
"Still," Jeonghan clicked his tongue, pretending to be angry.
Mingyu pecked Jeonghan's pouty lips, stroking his bare thigh softly, making the blonde grin slowly. "Do you have a photoshoot today?" the taller man asked.
"No. Today is my free time and my glorious shopping day," Jeonghan smiled widely. "You didn't forget your promise, did you?" he asked, touching Mingyu's collarbone with his fingertip.
"Hn." Mingyu grunted, taking his wallet from the nightstand and opening it to give Jeonghan his black card. "Just use it as you wish."
"Awww~ Thank you, daddy!" Jeonghan playfully called the taller man and kissed his lips again. Mingyu grunted, slapping Jeonghan's bare butt.
As they were about to start another round, Mingyu's phone rang. The loud sound made Jeonghan break away from Mingyu, annoyed. "Why does your phone always ring at the wrong time?"
Mingyu snorted. "Just get it for me."
Jeonghan rolled his eyes, pulled Mingyu's pants from below the bed, and took the phone. "Look, baby boy, your mother is calling," Jeonghan said mockingly, showing the screen to Mingyu. The taller man grabbed the phone. "I wanna know what she's up to this early too! Put it on speaker," Jeonghan added quickly when Mingyu was about to pick up.
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I Hate The Way You Love
FanfictionThree years after his divorce, Kim Mingyu, got a familiar call from his mother, urging him to come home. Mingyu knew she was likely trying to set him up with someone again, hoping he would remarry and start a family as she wanted. Of course, he poli...
