EIGHT LETTERS

1. Can I kiss you?

Kenny's brows furrowed as he covered his face to shield it from the harsh sun rays that shot his face.

He grumpily got out of bed, walking to the bathroom half asleep with a toothbrush in his mouth. He leaned against the sink and suddenly felt his head buzzing.

With a groan, he gently clutched his hair and knelt on the cold tiled floor, his pink lips pursing tightly.

"-Fuck!" He groaned when the headache got worse. He looked up at his sink, stood up and splashed some water on his face. Looking into the mirror, his gaze faltered when he saw it.

".....No" he mumbled as he opened his eyes wider, turning his neck to look at it better. "Holy-Oh my gosh no!" A look of horror on his face.

There it was, a red mark sitted on the side of his neck.

"A hickey, seriously-a freaking hickey?!" Kenny was absolutely exasperated. It was too hard to hide as it sat on the most obvious side of his neck, how was he to attend his morning meeting?

Thinking about the previous night, Kenny's gaze softened, but only for a second.

The events of the previous night replayed in the back of his mind like a broken video tape. He remembered it all...

He remembered HIM.

It was one in the morning when Kenny arrived at the club, dressed in his favorite party clothes, a black shirt and black pants. He felt confident as always, and he knew exactly what he wanted.

The club was loud, noisy and full of everything Kenny loved about the night life.

He walked up to his friends, who were already waiting for him, sitting in their usual spot, the VIP area.

"Took you long enough" Aito commented when when he saw Kenny.

"It takes a lot to look that good, right Kenny?" Nathan defended.

"Not at all, I'm just effortlessly handsome" Kenny sighed and sat down, "what else can I do?"

Nathan rolled his eyes and took a sip of his beer.

"What did you bribe him with?" Kenny asked Nathan after pouring himself a glass of beer.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Aito would never go out on a Wednesday" Kenny leaned back into the softness of the sofa.

"You're so right!" Nathan couldn't help but laugh, "I promised him my sports car" he added with a teasing smile.

"Yeah, you guys are very funny. Dont you have a business to run, Kenny?" Aito rolled his eyes.

"I wish, I'm just my father's slave" he said nonchalantly.

Kenny and Aito were both well known prominent business men but unlike Aito who started from scratch, Kenny was set to inherit his father's company.

And Nathan, the lucky bastard, had the easiest work-life amongst them. He was the number one hacker in Wethan state, taking on jobs only when he felt like it as one job would pay a minimum of ten million.

"Your dad's still nagging?" Nathan raised his eyebrow.

"He wants me to go to Europe if I don't want to inherit the company. He thought I would refuse." Kenny chuckled.

"And did you?" Aito pried.

"of course not! I've suffered way too much to let the old man give it to someone else" Kenny rubbed his furrowed brows and stood up.

"Where to?" Nathan asked, glancing up at him as he drank.

"I'm going to the bathroom, mom" Kenny, without turning back, shouted against the loud music as he leisurely walked to the bathroom.

Under the chaos that was a normality at the club, Kenny walked expertly, bumping into no one. He looked up at the VIP restrooms and chose one that flashed "empty".

The minute he walked in, he felt a warm figure fall against his chest.

"-Martin?" He heard the figure mumble. "You came back, you little shit"

The figure stood upright, his bangs caressing his face, bringing out the most beautiful eyes that Kenny had ever seen.

His starry eyes looked up at his, pausing to stare unblinkingly.

"Hot" he mumbled.

Kenny felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment. He moved his gaze away and said hesitantly, "sorry for walking in, I'll walk out"

When he heard no response, he turned to look at him and froze.

The young man had already taken off his shirt, leaving his well defined muscles to display.

Kenny's gaze fell onto his sturdy chest, tempting him to do the unforgivable. He looked up at the man and once again fell into a daze when his eyes met his starry eyes.

He was beautiful. So beautiful it made Kenny forget to breathe. His handsome face was an unfair gift that made one drool.

Suddenly, the man moved closer to Kenny, resting his head on his shoulder. "You don't smell like him" he mumbled.

"-who?" Kenny's curiosity won and he instantly regretted it.

"You smell like home. You......smell safe."

Kenny heard him chuckle.

He looked up at Kenny, his alcohol breath invading Kenny's nostrils but it did not make him feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the man pinned Kenny against the wall, his hand resting on the wall beside Kenny as he leaned in, his eyes searching his.

Kenny did not move.
He wanted to.
He could if he wanted to.
But he did not move.

Then the man's soft finger tips gently stroked Kenny's cheek, making him feel what he knew he shouldn't feel.

He leaned in even closer, his voice hoarse and seductive, sending shivers down his spine as he whispered, "Can I kiss you?"

Yes yes yes!!!

Kenny screamed inside. But he was not that reckless! He caught his breath and avoided his alluring gaze before asking, "what's your name?"

The man paused for a while before answering, "Seok, call me Seok."

Before Kenny could react, he felt warmth on on his lips, a sweet sensation spreading through his body as Seok pried his his teeth open, their tongues intertwined.

The kiss was neither slow nor rushed. They were in perfect sync as they tasted each other whole, feelings they never knew existed beginning to surface.

Seok's lips wandered to Kenny's neck, gently biting his flesh before sucking hard. Kenny arched his back and suppressed his reaction.

A second passed,
Then ten and Seok was still in that position, unmoving.

"Seok?" Kenny called out but he did not answer. He helped him up and sighed when he realized that he had passed out.

Looking at the drunk mess that was leaning on his shoulder, Kenny sighed but oddly enough, he was far from being irritated.

He took out his phone, picked a contact before pressing the phone to his ear.

"Get the car ready, I'm on my way outside"

"Yes sir." The person on the other end answered instantly.

When he hang up, Kenny furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at Seok's gorgeous sleeping face.

Their encounter was weird, especially weird.

"Interesting....." He commented with a smirk before carrying Seok to the car through the back door of the club.