I'm In Trouble

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Maybe he had really been defeated, ego and all but he was thankful when Baekho brought him up to his room and kissed him senseless. He let the other have his way, let him take him as he pleased. Minhyun was pushed down onto the bed and Baekho ruffled his own hair in frustration.

"You're an idiot, crying over someone like me," Baekho sighed and Minhyun smiled weakly.

"I'm shocked myself too," He whispered and Baekho realised he didn't really like to see Minhyun in such a sorry state. He sort of preferred the Minhyun who was persistent and bold but he guessed it was partially his fault for causing such a change in him. He patted Minhyun's cheeks and chuckled.

"Well, if you can promise me not to get into trouble, I'll see how you can help me," Baekho said and Minhyun's eyes regained some twinkle.

"I... How do I promise someone not to get into trouble?" Minhyun questioned as if that was a real problem. Baekho laughed in disbelief and shrugged.

"I don't know but I'll think of something. In the meantime, let me have some fun of my own since you're always doing whatever you like."

Minhyun just nodded as Baekho pulled his shirt off of him and tossed it behind his shoulder. He hummed as he traced Minhyun's pale body gently. He couldn't really recall the first time he saw it or did he even see it before? He remembered passing out both times.

"Hmm... Do you train?"

"Not really. This is from mostly dancing," Minhyun replied, guessing the other must be talking about his body from the way he was inspecting it like it was some stone tablet. Minhyun's body wasn't squishy but it wasn't solid either. Just a nice firmness that Baekho could appreciate.

"What's this?" Baekho asked while touching a small scar on his shoulder. Minhyun glanced over.

"Oh. There was a small accident at one of the concert rehearsals last week."

"What happened?"

"One of the lights fell and I pushed a staff out of the way but it scraped my shoulder."

"You did what?!"

"You heard me."

"Don't you care about yourself?"

"I thought you said all I care about is myself?" Minhyun retorted and Baekho stiffened. He rolled his eyes and poked Minhyun's cheek.

"Frankly, I don't even know anymore... You're just outright crazy."

Minhyun laughed a little and closed his eyes. "I'm crazy alright. I even end up hallucinating about you. Maybe there's something wrong with my brain after all."

Baekho raised a brow. That could be a possibility but he wasn't going to sit on top of Minhyun just to talk about that. He unbuckled the belt worn by the pop star, wondering how much it costed but tossed it as well before stripping him fully.

"Hey, Baekho."

"Hmm?"

"Why didn't you just ruin everything?"

Baekho sighed and reached over to grab some papers he had printed out while waiting for Minhyun earlier. He slapped them into his face and Minhyun squeaked, lifting them to read. Baekho straddled his thighs again after returning naked and stared at the body under him. He popped the lid off the lube bottle and poured some onto his fingers before reaching under and behind himself. He slid his finger inside and groaned. Minhyun jolted and lowered the papers, wondering what Baekho was doing. He was shocked to find him stretching himself.

"Baekho?"

"What? You finished reading?" Baekho groaned and Minhyun shook his head.

"I'm... Distracted."

Baekho shoved the paper back onto Minhyun's face. "Keep reading."

"When you're touching yourself like that?!" Minhyun squeaked.

"Shut it. I said I'm in charge today so you don't get to do anything."

Minhyun pursed his lips and touched Baekho's hand so he would move it. Baekho went back to supporting his own weight as he moaned softly when he added a second finger. He could see Minhyun's length raising and scoffed. The other's body really was reacting to him. Minhyun tried to read but he kept peeking at Baekho, wanting to burn the image into his head. Who knows if Baekho would suddenly push him away again. Once Baekho stretched himself enough, he took the papers from Minhyun.

"So, what do you think?"

"Huh? That's your article on me?"

"Yeah. Took me a whole night to write it."

"But... Its just what you asked me that day."

"Yes. That's my answer to you."

Minhyun was confused. What answer? To what question. "I don't get it."

"You were testing me before, right? And I'm telling you now. That's my answer."

"W-which is?"

"I don't have one."

Minhyun blinked before he realised what Baekho meant. He chuckled and nodded. "Okay."

"So you understand?"

"I do."

"Good. Then let's move on." Baekho took out a condom and rolled it onto Minhyun's member before lathering more lube around it. He climbed higher and positioned himself, grabbing hold of Minhyun before he slowly slid down. Minhyun wanted to help but was afraid Baekho would get angry so he just laid still and winced when warmth enveloped him. Baekho groaned and slid all the way down, gasping loudly as he placed his hands on Minhyun. "Fuck..."

"Agh... Baekho, can I move?"

"Don't you dare," Baekho growled and Minhyun became meek again. "Don't think I'll forgive you for fucking me even when I said not to."

Minhyun flinched and nodded, face wrecked with guilt. He knew he could be possessive and aggressive but it was no excuse to do that to the person he liked. He felt silly and ridiculous for hurting him like that. "What can I do to be forgiven?"

"Hah?"

"I know no apology can ever erase what I did or make it better but if there's a way-ahhh-" Minhyun winced when Baekho tightened his muscles, squeezing him tightly.

"I might forgive you if you manage to hold it in until I cum and pull out," Baekho said. Minhyun's eyes widened a little. Baekho's warmth around him was already making him rock hard. He wasn't sure how he was going to be able to hold back but nodded. He wanted to be forgiven. He had to be.