I'm In Trouble

Clip 5

Baekho blinked his tired eyes open and gasped, realising he was looking up at Minhyun's enticing face. He sat up and scooted away from Minhyun. He looked down and noticed that he was in a bathrobe much like the day before except he wasn't tied down this time and it was still night out. Minhyun smiled and patted the bed.

"Why don't you come back to bed, hmm?"

Baekho pulled the bathrobe tighter and glared at Minhyun who was acting so nonchalant after having raped him. Twice now for the record if he could even say that when he had been so submissive to the other. Melting into those warm welcoming arms that were more like demons lulling you into a deep sleep.

"Promise I won't jump you again. Let's just chat, hmm?"

Baekho softened slightly and sat down, wincing softly before deciding that laying down was the better option. Minhyun looked down at him and flashed him a grin. Baekho felt his heart thump and he looked away.

"Aww. Don't be so cold." Minhyun poked Baekho's cheek and the other slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me."

"Hihi. You're still adorable like this but Baekho, I must ask what made you want to stop?"

"You're a pop star. People look up to you and this, whatever we have is just going to end as soon as you're done playing around with me."

Minhyun rubbed his lips lightly and chuckled. "You're taking this too seriously. Isn't it fine to just have some fun? I highly doubt this job of yours is any fun when all you keep seeking out are the truths and not all truths are brilliant."

Baekho knew that. Hwang Minhyun was the perfect example of that. His perfect flawless princely image didn't match his actions and actual personality at all yet it could be because of that that Baekho was somehow captivated by him. He refused to admit that though.

"Hey, I have a request, Baekho."

"Huh?"

"I want you to write an article about me."

Baekho's eyes widened as he turned to look at Minhyun who seemed dead serious. He blinked a couple of times. How did he know?

"Doesn't matter if its the truth or not. You can choose to ruin everything I've built or you can simply put in a good word for me."

"You... You're testing me, aren't you?"

Minhyun beamed and nodded. "Of course, I am."

Baekho clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. It was a test of loyalty and also submission. If he gave in and wrote something nice, there was no way out of this maze he had willingly walked into the night he gave his body away. If he wrote the opposite, it meant freedom from the pop star. "I... I'll think about it."

"Okay. No fret."

"You...said something else earlier when we were doing it. Something about something you heard?"

Minhyun raised his brows and chuckled. "Right, I did. Seems like your reporter instincts are still sharp even when your body has given up."

Baekho blushed furiously from embarrassment and scoffed. Minhyun just hummed and laid down as well.

"I overheard from some staff members that one of the person you took pictures of and is a acquaintance of mine that he recently bought an apartment in one of the Gangnam streets. A rather expensive one too. But from what I know, he doesn't earn much from his gigs and he's also not too well known amongst singers. Oh. In cash too."

"Are you talking about Kim Jonghyun?"

Minhyun beamed and nodded, excited that he had Baekho's attention now. The other's forehead creased as he went into thinking mode and Minhyun thought he looked adorable. "He's one of the guys you're investigating, right?"

"Yes. But where would he get that much money from? Who even pays cash nowadays? Ah. Does he happen to know Kwak Aron or maybe anyone fro-" Baekho gasped and stopped himself when he realised he was spilling his thoughts and about to ask the sly grinning male for more answers that he doubt the other knew too.

Hook, line and sinker.

"From? Come on. I know you want to tell me," Minhyun chuckled and Baekho groaned.

"No, I don't."

"How else would you get more information, hmm? You can't be thinking about going up to Kim Jonghyun and offering your body too, could you?"

Baekho flinched and scowled at Minhyun. "I'm not like that!"

"Oh?" Minhyun moved up and hovered over Baekho who felt small under the man's sharp gaze. "Even though you might do anything at all to get information that you need? Reporters will go to extreme lengths for juicy news, aren't you the same? You could even write all about me using your body for fun." Minhyun placed his hand on Baekho's chest and squeezed it tightly. Baekho gasped and scrunched his face.

"Don't joke with me." Minhyun could feel Baekho's heartbeat pounding and he chuckled, letting the male go to lay down again.

"Sorry. I can't help myself. It's been a long while since I've felt this...much exhilaration in life," Minhyun said softly. Baekho glanced at him and raised his brows. There was a distant look in those mysterious pupils and Baekho could even say that he might have looked sad. "I've grown tired of life, Baekho."

Baekho didn't know what to say. He had motivation, a drive to keep pushing him forward but to hear those words uttered by someone who stood at the top of the entertainment world, the one place that never gets boring, he was speechless. He didn't think Hwang Minhyun would get tired of life. He gazed down and pursed his lips. "I... I want more information."

"Hmm?"

"I said I want more information. From Jonghyun. Where he got the cash from. If he knows Kwak Aron or anyone from the Choi corporate. Will you... Help me?"

Minhyun chuckled and rolled to his side. "Do you understand what you're asking for, Baekho?"

"Y-yes. I just...have to offer you my body in exchange for the information, right? That way I won't have to sleep with anyone else! I'm not that kind of p-person."

Minhyun gaped at Baekho before he smiled and shook his head. "Oh, sweet little Baekho. You're so silly but I love it."