I'm In Trouble

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Again with the camera flashes, the pop star squinted and his eyes shied away from the cameras. Nothing really changed for him ever since he entered what they called the top entertainment world. His face was everywhere for sure. People loved him, cheered for him, adored him but one thing that didn't change for sure was himself. Hwang Minhyun sighed and put down his phone. This is boring. Seriously, who can break him away from the dullness that was tugging him deep in his core? He did love being on stage, he loved being the center of attention, for sure but things can get pretty repetitive too. The same waiting rooms, the same concepts. Rinse and repeat until he got bored.

"Argh! Enough!" he muttered and stood up, bored of waiting for his manager already. He picked up his coat and hat, throwing them on before leaving the waiting room. He headed out the side since he knew the front and back would be hoarded with fans who wanted to gaze upon his luscious face just one more time. He put on his sunglasses admist the night sky and sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets and strutting off the pavement. He headed towards a nearby gay bar and took a seat, ordering himself a light drink since his goal here wasn't to get drunk but just to do something different for the night. And different also included him scanning the area for something good. His lips curled into a smile when he noticed a camera pointed his direction. Seems like wearing a disguise doesn't work nowadays too. Well, not that he had planned out his disguise well anyways. He stood out like a sore thumb with his hat and sunglasses after all but that was how he is. Always the center of attention.

He got up and brought his drink along with him, making his way towards the paparazzi. He leaned against the wall where the person with the camera stood and flashed a smile.

"Looks like I got caught," He hummed and the paparazzi flinched, taking a step back. Now that Minhyun was upclose, he noticed the other gave off a different energy compared to how regular paparazzis are. He also had pale pink hair that made him stood out, not something people in his line would prefer. "What are you?"

The male breathed in and puffed his chest out, giving off an air of confidence. Minhyun could see the other was faking it real hard by how his hands were shaking but he guessed it wouldn't be so bad to play along for now. "I'm a reporter. My name is Baekho and I want to interview you."

"Interview me from all the way across the room? You're a weird one," Minhyun cooed. "I'm not interested in being interviewed for free but we could strike a deal."

"A deal?"

"Mhmm. Spend a night with me and I'll give you your interview."

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Sharp moans filled the stuffy air of the love motel as the two went at it. Minhyun's smirk was way up his cheeks as he thrusted further into the ass cheeks that really had his full attention. The male beneath him cried out in a voice that Minhyun never thought the other was capable of. Clear and crisp yet somehow lewd and sultry too. Their bodies moved against one another as if it knew what the other's next move was. Minhyun was pleasantly surprised as he bent down and kissed the male. Their tongues danced and explored each other even whilst connected from the bottom. Minhyun kissed his cheek and wiped away his tears.

"Your body is amazing," Minhyun praised the other who could only moan in response. "Ah... Your voice. Its like nothing I've heard before. Hey, won't you say my name?"

"Hah- Ahh- Min-Minhyun."

Minhyun's chest became flooded with emotions and he unravelled into the condom. He shuddered and smiled. "Amazing. I've never met someone who can make me come from their moans. You're real special, aren't you, Baekho sshi?"

Minhyun pulled out and started to jerk him off. Baekho twitched and squirmed, gasping as his body jolted. Back arched and white strings escaped the tip of his member. Minhyun grinned and kissed his lips again. "I wonder if we will meet again, mister reporter."

"Nghh... You... You owe me an interview," the male gasped with teary eyes. Minhyun hummed and brushed his hair aside.

"Anything for you, sweetie. If you want, we can do this again too."

Baekho growled and attempted to refuse but his mind was already overwhelmed by the surge of new emotions and he passed out fairly quickly. Minhyun smiled and helped him clean up, enjoying the meager task of cleaning someone up as well as the place. He popped open the reporter's wallet and hummed, taking a seat beside the unconscious male with only a bathrobe on. He took out his ID and hummed.

Kang Dongho.

"Oh, we have a little sneaky lad here."

Minhyun's attention shifted to the camera as he moved across the room to take it. He turned it on and started flipping through the pictures. He recognised some people in the photos and raised his brows. Pictures of him were also taken which shouldn't be surprising but it still was considering the moments they were taken. He frowned and gripped the camera tightly, lowering it so he can stare at the sleeping male.

Oh well.

He can wait a whole night to interrogate this man. After all, his next concert started at night and rehearsals were in the evening so he had plenty of time. Plenty of time to figure out how to get this man to speak too. He knew reporters were as stubborn to get a juicy bite too as they were with speaking the truth.

He glanced around the room and smirked. Maybe he had picked the perfect love motel for this. He got up and let out a long sigh. This was going to be a long night as it was morning. Time to get to work.