Sugar Daddy | Johnil

...24🌹

A couple of days had past since Youngho has felt alone again. Working towards getting another clothing line out from his company for summer, working himself to the bone as if it was a mechanism to deal with his lonesome.

He didn't want to think of how he was feeling, of what took place over a week now. He didn't want to think that he was being cruel, he wanted to think that he was being reasonable, he wanted to think he was doing the right thing. He wanted to think he was doing both of them a favour.

Well if he thought he was doing the right thing, why did he have to convince himself?

It was currently a late night in February, in his office located at the top of the twenty-one story building. He hadn't been this long in his office for the longest of time but for the past week he felt the need to work. He can't tell when last he had a decent sleep, but it wasn't new to him.

He worked away on his Wacom Cintiq Pro 24, drawing how he wanted the clothing article to be, the design he wanted on it, the color he wanted it to be in. He has been working on it for almost four days now and he was yet to come up with a solid design.

He erased a huge detail yet again, groaning in frustration as he through the digital pen stylus down on his desk. He ran his fingers through his hair and pulled at the strands, his mind running to a pregnant Taeil.

Why did he have to get pregnant? No, why did he get the small male pregnant? He knew he was the cause of all of this, his loneliness, hurting Taeil; making a child.

After he had sex with Taeil for the first time out of frustration, he didn't check if the condom tore. He came right after Taeil fainted, waiting a while before he pulled out. He wasn't even supposed to have sex with Taeil that week let allow that day, but he did it anyway. He didn't want to admit it but Taeil was irresistible. He knew this since the first day they meant.

Taeil was short, cute and listened to everything he said. He liked that, he liked feeling in command, he thought. He knew deep down he wouldn't let Taeil go just because he somewhat messed up a few times, hell the shorter could of spat in his face and he still wouldn't have let him go; he would have been punished though.

There was something about Taeil, though, that made Youngho feel so off.

He made him act differently, made him feel differently and for the longest while he didn't like it. He didn't like it but he still indulged. He didn't like the new feeling, the ambience Taeil created as soon as the medical student became present in his life.

Youngho never felt such way before, even when he tried, so he didn't know how to react when it was finally presented to him. All he could think is that, he was paying Taeil to keep his company and not look like a loner when he went out to business gatherings, that's all. So why did he want more?

He knew why.

After reaching a certain age, he stopped putting himself in a position to care or to be cared for, to like or be liked, even. Having to spend over three months with Taeil's company changed his perspectives and how he was. He wanted more, he wanted to feel more, to behave like a normal human being. But his inner being wouldn't allow it.

"What are you doing here Lucas?" Youngho breathed out, breaking his train of thought as he brought his attention to the new comer. He got up out of his firm chair and walked over to his small stash of liquor and poured himself a glass and downing it as fast as it was poured into the glass.

"Happy Birthday..." Lucas says, hands to his back and feet together as he stood by the door.

Youngho's face contoured confusion, staring at Lucas with puzzlement. He moved away from the liquor cabinet to look at the calendar to his table and it was indeed his birthday; February ninth.