punish me [rochan]

eleventh punishment

Chanhee desperately wanted to go somewhere and get some fresh air with Rowoon, but the older couldn't join him due to his packed schedule.

Like Chanhee already expected, Rowoon got even more roles for upcoming dramas which stopped him from giving the boy any attention.

Chanhee felt left out.

Going upstairs to Rowoon's room, he found him sleeping with his head on top of the desk, hair messy from possibly ruffling it too much and piles of scripts were all over the room.

Chanhee carefully made his way over to his lover and stroked his soft hair as his sorrowful eyes glanced at his beautiful face that was marked by exhaustion.

Rowoon spent less time with his members as time passed by and overworked himself more and more which led to him getting sick most of the time.

"Rowoon.." Chanhee's voice came out in a gentle whisper as he caressed Rowoon's face, trying to wake him up.

Rowoon frowned and looked up with something Chanhee identified as coldness.He stared back, confused, and cupped Rowoon's face.

"Is something wrong?" he asked quietly.

"Tsk.." Rowoon stood up, stumbling a bit as he made his way over to the bathroom.

"Rowoon-"

The door was shut powerfully, leaving Chanhee with his eyes widened at his lover's cold attitude.

He clenched his jaw and started banging on the door.

"What is wrong with you? If there is something I can do to help-"

What came next was truly unexpected.

"Get the fuck out.I don't want you here." Rowoon's raspy voice sounded harsher than Chanhee expected it.

Chanhee got seriously concerned when he could hear Rowoon's powerful cough and the mirror breaking.

"Rowoon open this door right now or I'll do it myself!" Chanhee exclaimed, continuously banging on the door.

Rowoon mumbled in between his cough, "Chanhee, leave."

"Not until you tell what's wrong! Do you really expect me to-"

"Leave me alone! Just leave! I don't want to see you or hear your voice!"

Chanhee gulped and backed away from the door, eyes getting slightly teary.Rowoon never spoke in such a way to him.

"Fine.If that's what you want."

The door closed with a loud thud as Chanhee exited the room.

Rowoon sat down on the floor and stared blankly for what seemed like forever, he himself not knowing why he reacted the way he did.

Did he mess everything up? Most probably.

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"Give me another shot!" Chanhee slurred his words out and eyed the bartender up an down.

"Sir, you drank too much." the tall bartender spoke, inching a bit closer to the boy.

Chanhee smirked and got closer as well.

"You know..my boyfriend acted like an ass today.I just wanted to help and he treated me like a piece of garbage.He tends to distance himself whenever he's stressed out, so maybe that's why."

"It seems like he doesn't know how to treat a beauty like you.I'd gladly take his place." the bartender leaned forward, proceeding to kiss Chanhee.

"You're not my type but I need a distraction." the younger stated and waited for the kiss but instead, he got pulled away with great force to someone's chest.

"What the hell?" the bartender glared up at the taller male who stopped the kiss.

"I should be the one asking this, Casanova."

Chanhee struggled to break free. "Let me go, Rowoon! I was having fun."

Rowoon turned him around and gripped his arm as his eyes darkened. "Having fun, you say? With a random dude in a club, drunk as hell?"

Chanhee inched closer to whisper in his ear. "Are you jealous?"

Rowoon clenched his jaw and effortlessly exited the club with Chanhee on his shoulder.

"Jealousy is my main trait, Chani."

A/N So..I'm back as you can see.I don't know if this update was satisfying enough.I barely had any ideas so I'm deeply sorry if this isn't as good you all expected it to be.