The Perfect Mistake COMPLETE

Knowledge

They arrived at the hotel and Key thought he dropped his jaw on the ground. If someone asked him how he imagined heaven, he'd probably have described this place. White and soft sand, water as clear as glass and the perfect combination of warm sunlight on his skin with fresh wind; it was a flawless masterpiece of nature.

"Welcome to Maldives, Mister Lee and Mister Kim," greeted the man in the black suit. The nameplate said Da-something, but Key couldn't read it without his glasses.

"Have you been here before, Taemin?" Jonghyun asked. Key shook his head.

"No, it has been a while since my last time abroad." He thought of his last and only time flying to a foreign county. He was 16 and traveled to London all by himself to look for his mother. After almost two months he was literally carried home by his father's employees. Since then he had never had the chance to go aboard again. He still remembered the fight with his father when he got home. They fought a lot, and that one of the worst.

"Give me the fucking passport." Key heard his father clearly.

"No. What do you want with it?" he asked.

"I'll burn that shit." Key clenched his teeth. His dad meant it. He would throw his passport into the fire without hesitation.

"You don't have the right to do that. If you don't look for mother, I'll do it. I don't give a fuck about what you want."

"What mother? She left you when you were five. You can't even remember her."

"She left you. Not me. Because she couldn't bear with you anymore. It's all because of you, I am motherless. Fuck you!" Key yelled.

"Shut up, ungrateful brat." His father pried the passport out of his hands and threw it into the burning fireplace.

After that, Key had tried many times to make a new passport, but it never worked out. He had no idea how his father did it, but that didn't astonish him. After all, money could buy anything.

"I have never been here either. This is a beautiful location, isn't it?" Jonghyun asked.

"Yes, it's incredible," Key answered. In order to stay at this heaven-like place, he'd gratefully play Lee Taemin for a bit longer.

The hotel manager led them to their villa which was above the crystal ocean. While Jonghyun and the hotel manager were talking about what should be for lunch, Key took off his shirt with lightning speed and jumped into the water. He let out a loud cry. The water was colder than he'd expected, but that was definitely the refreshment he needed.

It stunned Jonghyun. "Taemin" showed no sign of fatigue, but he himself was dead tired. Yet somehow "Taemin" infected him with his energy and before he knew it, he leaped in the water. After their little fun, Jonghyun called the reception to ask them to serve the food. In the meantime, Key took a bath. After a while, Jonghyun noticed Key still hadn't come out. He worried and knocked on the door.

"Taemin, is everything ok?" No one answered.

"Taemin?" Still not a word. Jonghyun sensed something was off.

"I'm coming in," he said and opened the door. He couldn't help but smile as he found the younger boy asleep in the bathtub.

"Taemin," he gently shook Key's shoulder. "Sleep on the bed."

Still, there wasn't a reaction. All of Jonghyun's attempts to wake Key up were unsuccessful. In the end, he wiped Key dry and carried the naked boy to the king size bed. His face felt like it was burning. He hadn't expected to see all of his husband so soon. He covered Key with the blanket and turned down the air conditioner so that Key wouldn't catch a cold. He must have been really tired. Well, after two flights and a wedding? No surprise. He was only human.