Accidental Rental

2pm

Baekho didn't know why he was doing this. Stalking someone was totally not his thing. Especially if the certain someone was someone he wanted to run away from right now. He knew the other's job required him to date people but somehow seeing him with someone else, a girl, made him all uncomfortable as well. He tried to tell himself that he was more worried about the girl than the person he was stalking. Who was he kidding. He just wanted to see how Minhyun treated his other dates. He cursed softly at that realisation. He cursed again when he realised he had lost sight of them too. Great. He was a terrible stalker.

He grumbled and turned around, immediately jumping when he saw the tall frame belonging to the man he was just stalking right behind him, almost tripping over his own feet.

"What the f-" He turned back in front just to check if he was seeing things but he turned again and there Minhyun was, looking at him with an unimpressed face.

"You're stalking me now?" Minhyun blurted out and Baekho scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Why the hell would you think that? You're not so important that I would go as far as stalking you," He lied and Minhyun just hummed.

"Okay then. I'm leaving," He said and started to walk away. Baekho gasped and immediately grasped his sleeve, forcing him to stop. He froze. What the hell is he doing? Minhyun glanced back at Baekho whose gaze awkwardly looked away. "What do you want?"

"I uh..." Baekho let go of Minhyun and hugged his own arms again, trying to come up with an excuse for his actions but he was unable to. How was he supposed to bring up the conversation when Minhyun was acting like nothing had happened between them.

"You know my time is precious," Minhyun said, trying to get the other to speak up on purpose. Baekho winced from what the other said. Somehow it hurt. It made him feel as though he was less important than Minhyun's job and honestly he knew he didn't have to be hurt because they weren't friends. No. He didn't know what the fuck they were.

"Fine. Leave then," Baekho responded instead and Minhyun pursed his lips. He thought Baekho really had no memories of the night before and part of him was relieved since he didn't know what he would expect from the other or what did he even want himself. He was about to walk away when Baekho groaned and grabbed his arm again, pulling him towards the emergency staircase.

"Hey. Where are you pulling me to?" Minhyun demanded to know.

"Just-" Baekho wanted to tell him to be quiet but decided against it. He let the door slam behind them before he, in turn, pushed Minhyun up against the wall just as he had in the toilet, startling the tall male again.

"W-wait," Minhyun gasped but Baekho pulled him down in a hurry and pressed their lips together. Minhyun made incoherent noises behind the kiss but Baekho didn't stop there. He could still remember the way their lips had felt together and doing it sober felt just as good. He pulled Minhyun even closer but Minhyun pressed his hands against Baekho's chest, trying to stop him. He finally managed to use his strength to move Baekho back and gasped for air, staring at the other with round surprised eyes. Baekho gulped, realising that he had just kissed Minhyun again without first saying anything. "What the hell, Kang Dongho?! You're not drunk, are you?"

"It's 2 in the goddamn afternoon. No, I'm not drunk like yesterday! Agh, why am I repeating the same goddamn mistake again? I'm just..." Baekho paused. What was he even going to say? He was feeling bitter about seeing Minhyun with a lady? He was bitter because they hadn't had a proper conversation about their situation?

"You're just what? You can't keep kissi- wait... Again? You..." Minhyun looked at him accusingly and Baekho gulped. Shoot. "You remember what happened last night?"

Baekho moved back and eyed the door but Minhyun stepped in front of it, trying to get Baekho to look at him. Shoot, shoot, shoot shoot! "Ugh-"

"Hey. Tell me."

"I..." Baekho clenched his fist and pushed down all the nervousness in his stomach. "I remember! I do. I..."

Minhyun gasped and leaned against the door for support. He rubbed his temples. "No... No, no. You weren't supposed to. You were drunk."

"But I do! I remember everything goddamn clearly!" Baekho barked back and Minhyun bit his nail nervously. He snapped his head back at Baekho.

"You must never tell anyone."

"What?"

"You can't tell anyone about what happened. Especially not to your friend or mine. Or even Naeun. Please."

Baekho was confused since Minhyun was literally pleading him with his eyes and tone. "I... I wasn't planning to." Minhyun let out a relieved sigh and squatted down. Baekho didn't know what to make out of this current situation as he stared at Minhyun who just seemed lost in thoughts. "Is... Is there a reason why?"

"I could lose my job if you did," Minhyun replied while looking up at the other. Baekho let out a soft 'oh' and felt regret grip him. Again, it felt like he had been put in second place but he couldn't understand something.

"If your job is so important, why did you do that? Why... Give me hope just to throw cold water over it again? I don't understand you, Minhyun."

Minhyun stood up and frowned. "I don't understand you either. You call me names and you say you will only be my friend after we meet 10 times but you initiated kisses with me. This is the second time now."

They stared at each other, neither knowing how to settle their situation right now and neither wanting to admit their budding feelings because Baekho was too caught up with his financial status to have a boyfriend and Minhyun's job literally was stopping him from having a relationship.

"Let's just stop this for real before either of us gets hurt."