♡♡♡ HAPPY HYUNJIN DAY ♡♡♡
The hangover the next morning wasn't as bad as the ball of humiliation that had settled in my stomach ever since I'd woken up. Fuck, had I really done that? Had I begged out loud to suck his cock?
I stuffed my face back into the pillow that had Lee's scent all over it, knowing damn well he wasn't in bed anymore—I didn't need to open my eyes to verify that: of course he wasn't when Min Su slept across the hall. It was the smartest thing to do, sneaking out of my bedroom before she noticed. A very Lee-like thing to do.
I absolutely fucking hated it.
A groan escaped my throat, muffled by a bunch of feathers. There was a dull ache hugging my skull and I wasn't ready to face the consequences of my late-night rendezvous with Min Su and a shit ton of booze. Who knew she could drink like that? So I kept my eyes closed, blocking out the morning light that was ready to stab my eyes out, and nuzzled Lee's scent deeper as I tried to recall last night.
Lee's eyes were as dark as a still ocean by night. There was a dim glimmer of the pale moonlight touching the surface and they moved like the rippling waves as his eyes glided over my face. "Need to be needed?" he then asked in a low voice as if he would accidentally wake Min Su.
The pad of my forefinger mindlessly kept tracing the ridge of Lee's scar, set on having my release under his skin. It was primitive at its best, but I was too far gone of fucks to give.
"Yes." I studied the light frown wrinkling his forehead up close, letting my hair drift above his face. His breath touched my lips, the scent sweet from the alcohol curling under my nose. It tempered with my brain, almost losing my train of thought, and let go of the shackles that kept me from kissing him again.
After three quiet rises and falls of my chest, I said, "I'm guessing Felix isn't willing to see you or answer your calls?"
Lee replied even softer when a muscle ticked in his jaw and his eyes fled, "He went back to Sydney."
Holy fuck... this shit was way worse than I thought.
"He said he's okay, so there is that."
I pinched his chin, forcing his attention back on me. Lee gave in, showing me a silent storm in his eyes. "I can tell you mean a lot to him. He does need you, but that doesn't mean you have to be on him 24/7. Give him time, he'll come around."
I looked like a bloated fish. The alcohol wasn't kind to my skin nor my head. Even without the lights in the bathroom, pain zapped through my skull with every movement and the rolling of my eyes.
After stinking too long in bed while I retrieved a part of my memories of last night, I forced myself to take a shower and make myself somewhat presentable. The hot water felt nice and helped a bit, but I was far from reborn.
And it wasn't fucking fair. Not when Lee looked so good in the kitchen, wearing a pale blue tee with black shorts stretching around his sculpted thighs.
He looked like the definition of Sunday: relaxed.
A white cap sat backward on his head to keep his unstyled hair out of his face as he leaned forward to chop vegetables.
With my hip against the doorpost and my arms folded across the chest, I studied him from afar, slowly letting my mind delve into new resurrected memories of last night.
Now that the curtains were drawn, there was nothing but darkness. After some nagging and throwing his sleepwear out of his reach, Lee complied to sleep naked with me. I double-checked if the door was locked to release the tension out of his shoulders, and said to him I wouldn't expect Min Su to randomly barge into my bedroom either way. That made his muscles completely relax.
My fingers stroke his chest, following the muscled curve, then dipped above his collarbone. A chill exploded from my touch, and I read the raised dots on his skin like a blind man.
He liked my touch. He liked me. That's how I translated it.
Lee broke the peaceful silence: "Let's make a drunken confession."
"You aren't drunk," I muttered, scooting closer, drawn by his heat and masculine scent.
"I can grab a bottle." My hand flew off his chest to puncture his shoulder with my fingers and kept him from getting up.
"Your stomach will hate you."
"Ah, you care," he cooed, and the grip on his shoulder tightened, making him chuckle. "Come on, confession time."
My mind still swam from the alcohol. It wasn't as bad as let's say a half hour ago, never the less, I rated myself drunk. And when drunk I was allowed to be dumb and reckless. The aftermath of my stupidity would be dealt with after a good few hours of sleep.
That didn't make me less nervous though.
The tip of my tongue lapped over my upper lip and then rolled my lower lip behind my teeth. I pinched too hard, tasting blood, and then let it go with a pop. "I liked it."
"What did you like?" Lee felt so much closer all of a sudden.
"The sex." I swallowed. My drunkenness didn't mask the feeling of embarrassment as I felt the heat rise from my neck toward my ears. "...Receiving."
"Oh." There was silence again, but this time it felt far less peaceful. Even when we were both naked, it was like I stripped another layer of myself, completely exposed to him.
Lee's breath warmed my cheek before he nuzzled into the crook of my neck. Wet lips skimmed over my skin, trailing open-mouth kisses. I shuddered under his touch, holding onto his shoulder for dear life. I realized I was waiting for a laugh or a taunt after my confession, but he did neither.
"Good."
"Good?" I repeated, breathless from the hot tongue creating a path of fire.
"Hm." He plucked on my skin, nibbling, then swiped his tongue along the mark he left. "I'm happy you enjoyed it as much as I did."
I felt like I was filled up with air and Lee who claimed my neck was the only thing that kept me from floating away. Only just now, after his words, I realized how much this shit weighed me down. And now that I know, I could finally let go. Of the thoughts of being lesser than him. That I should dominate him every chance I got. That I wasn't the loser my father portrayed me to be.
And all of that pent-up heaviness was released in one long exhale.
"Your turn."
Lee stopped munching on me, clearly thinking about what to give in return.
"I'm happy I'm here."
I scoffed, slapping the back of his head, but quickly weaved my fingers into his hair again. "That was obvious. I just said I liked your dick in my ass, come with something better."
I felt his lips curl into a grin.
"...I never hated you."
Slowly, the kitchen came back into view. I blinked twice, removing the blur, and found Lee not prepping food anymore. Instead, he stood on the other side with his back against the stone kitchen island, staring at me with those dark eyes.
He uncrossed his ankles and arms, walked toward me, and said with a bemused grin, "You're blushing."
My hands shot up, cupping my cheeks, and felt the heat against my palms. I never was this blushing mess before I delved deeper with Lee. For some reason, he easily pulled that part of me to the surface.
"Shut up."
"What were you thinking of that you zoned out for five minutes."
Five? Fuck me.
"You don't hate me?" I blurt.
"I was wondering if you would remember any of it when you wake up. Did you remember anything else?"
"Yeah, that I all too eagerly sucked your cock." His grin widened. Bastard.
"Oh, but you did more than just that."
"What?" I had no time to pull a questioning face when he all but dragged me into the kitchen. Lee leaned against the kitchen island, his back facing the hallway of the bedrooms, and threaded his fingers through my hair.
"On your knees, princess."
Why did those words go straight to my cock? Twitching like a fucking happy puppy's tail.
"You can't be serious? You were bitching about not wanting to sleep naked because of Min Su, but you don't mind me taking your cock for breakfast when she can literally walk in on us?"
His smile was breathtaking as he stared at me so intently. "You're filling in the blanks. I only asked you to get on your knees so you'll have a front-row seat of what I am about to show you."
Fucking curiosity. I grumbled, and let him push me down on my knees and looked back up at him.
"Hm, maybe I changed my mind." I smacked the side of his thigh. His laugh bounced through the kitchen. "Kidding."
Lee let go of my hair to hook his thumbs behind the waistline of his shorts. He pulled it down, pooling down his feet, and slightly spread his legs for me.
"What am I looking—" at. My vocal cords shriveled when I saw past the shadows that draped over his legs. In awe, I let my fingertips trace the many purple spots—bruises—that marked his inner thighs. "Holy shit."
A shiver ran over my chest, pebbling my nipples, when the cocooning warmth suddenly left me. Lee had rolled onto his back, letting go of me mid-roll, and continued his sleep. It was still too dark to have a good look at him so I had to draw myself an image by touching him. One hand lay on his lower stomach, and his other arm was spread out, speared under my pillow. The covers constricted his left leg, and the right one was slightly raised and fully exposed.
Even with those muscular legs, they were soft beneath my fingertips. Growing warmer the higher up. I reached the junction of his groin, feathering over his balls and his cock. Even asleep he's semi-hard. A sudden urge to claim what was mine overwhelmed me. And it made me act on pure instinct—and a bit of intoxication.
I wedged myself in between his legs, throwing away the covers of his other leg to have him fully naked beneath me. At my mercy. Another thrill crawled down my back like spiders, hooking their fang into my spine, poisoning me. Even knocked out, Lee had this infuriating grip on me.
Clouded by drunken lust, my face delved into his warmth. God, his scent! It was muskier down there. Addictive. I let my nose run along the muscular lines of his left leg, and trailed my hand on his right leg, cupping the pit of his knee to hoist his leg farther up.
As I sucked on his skin, relishing the taste, making my dick grow heavier with each suction. And with every move to devour a new patch of skin, it created a blissful friction against the mattress. But the need to mark him was greater than my own high and delved in deeper.
"And?" The stroking through my hair and Lee's low voice brought me back. His gaze had darkened significantly in the period I was lost in thought. He was also sporting a semi behind his black briefs.
I licked my lips. "I don't remember how it ended."
"That's because you fell asleep between my legs after your hard labor of marking me."
"I...fell asleep?"
"Yup. I woke up with teeth in my thigh but soon after it turned into suckling like I was your damn pacifier, and you were gone."
That's fucking embarrassing.
"So... about breakfast," he whispered with an edge in his voice.
"God, yes! Breakfast." A loud groan follows out of Min Su's throat. My instinct was to shoot back up, but Lee pushed me back down and turned around to face Min Su.
I could sense she was near, leaning in on the other side of the island.
"I'm almost done. Can you fetch Hwang for me?"
It was quite comical to have Lee in front of me with his shorts around his ankles and his firm toosh in my face.
Which was way too tempting.
"I'm not sure where he's hiding. I don't think he's in his bedroom, the door is open."
"Maybe he is swimming."
"Smart! I'll go check there."
"Fu—!" Lee swallowed his curse and buckled through his right knee. He held himself up with his forearms on the marble counter.
"You okay?" Min Su sounded farther away.
"Leg cramp," Lee breathed out. I grinned against the flesh that slowly flourished into a beautiful red. I removed my teeth to soothe the pain by licking over the bite mark on his cute bum.
"Those are a bitch. I'll be right back."
When Lee swiveled to look at me again I knew Min Su left. I could only smirk smugly at him when he glared at me but missed the actual intensity of it.
"She could have caught us," he whispered, bending through the waist to haul his shorts back up.
"You were talking about breakfast... It made me hungry." I straightened my stance, capturing Lee between my body and the edge of the kitchen island, hands on either side of his hips. "I thought one bite wouldn't mind."
"You're getting cheeky with me," he stated with an arched brow. It raised higher when I closed the distance between our faces. "Don't—"
I swallowed his lips.
Lee groaned. His fingers interlaced behind my nape, pulling me closer. Fuck, I love it when he gives in.
Before I could fully enjoy the kiss, getting hard along the way, he already backed out. I sighed against his wettened lips. This was how it was going to be. It hit me like a tidal wave, swallowing me whole until I felt unable to breathe. It would be nothing more than sneaky kisses behind everyone's back.
I hadn't figured out yet what that more exactly entailed.
A thumb swept along my bottom lip, destroying the evidence of our secrecy.
"Maybe you should go to the terrace before she comes back."
I stepped back, returning him his personal space. "Maybe I should."
Lee didn't stop me when I did what I was told and went through the glass sliding door to get onto the terrace. No stealing a second kiss like every cell in my body was craving to the point my fists visibly trembled at my sides.
I let out the longest sigh as I plopped onto the lounge bed and stared at the sea to clear my head. Even if it wasn't the reason, the outside did me good. I calmed down, realizing I was being stupid. Once again I was the 'i' of Lee's rationality.
As I closed the glass door behind my back, I found them in the living room. Lee sat on the sand-colored sofa and Min Su on the ground with her back leaning against it. I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Are you wearing my hoodie?"
She looked up, ripping a piece of bread within the motion. The hood almost covered her whole face. Strands of caramel hair peeked from beneath and her eyes glimmered from the smile she gave me.
"It's like a warm hug. I tried to find you but instead, I found your hoodie."
The sleeves were rolled up at least three times to keep them from falling over her hands and dipping in the food. The black fabric completely swallowed her, stretching over her knees she had drawn up beneath. Only her white-socked toes were visible.
"You're ruining it." I gave her a once-over and then sat down on another sofa across from them.
"Your hangover is talking." Min Su took another big bite of the bread. "Which reminds me, who has lost the bet?"
I stopped poking into the scrambled eggs. "Definitely you."
"You can't decide that!" She turned to Lee. "Minho will be the judge of that. Who was more wasted, oppa?"
He stopped the slow chewing on his food as he always did like he tried to taste every crumb. His attention flitted from her to me.
"Impossible to tell. You both were gone. What exactly is at stake?"
"Loser skinny dips in the sea," Min Su quipped.
"Well, that's dumb."
"Why?" She shot back at Lee.
"Because you both lost, didn't you? Maybe go dive in naked together."
A flush darkened Min Su's cheeks. I could only smirk at the thought, but no way in hell I was going to.
"Hm, let's say we both won then?" I added, stuffing more egg in my left cheek.
"I like that idea far more."
"Cheaters," Lee muttered.
♛
Waiting at the gas station, I filled the car up as I watched Min Su lean against the side of it. She was scrolling through her phone with an earbud in, mindlessly bopping her head to the music she was listening to.
After spending some time on the beach with just the two of us to let those vultures behind the cliffs get a good picture of us together, we waited for the sun to dip behind the horizon.
Lee prompted to leave after breakfast, but Min Su insisted him to stay. And afterwards, I told him it was better for us to leave first so that the paparazzi would be gone soon too so he could drive out without a hassle.
"You sure he'll pass this road?" When I came to stand beside her, she tucked her phone in the back pocket of her denim skirt and looked up at me.
"Pretty sure. It's the only road back to Seoul unless he wants to drive through farmlands."
"I can see him do that."
I smiled. "Me too."
Min Su's smile dipped into a firm line. "Do you think he had fun?"
"Why are you asking this?"
"He's hard to read. Sometimes I think he's only doing things for the sake of others. And I think the thing with Felix bothers him more than he's letting on."
"You're very perceptive."
"Not with everyone. Mainly with you guys."
"You don't have to worry so much about us. And none of this is your fault."
Arms wrapped around my middle and a cheek squished against my side. Min Su was hugging me with all her might, and I was letting her.
But then she stiffened. "What's that?" She peeked up at me and met my grin.
"That would be him."
"No way!" She untangled herself from me and peered at the highway. "I can't see him."
"Oh, he'll be here soon."
The sound of a roaring thunder came closer like toppling clouds in a dark storm. The threatening rumble grew with each second, and it took no more than five of them to see the piercing headlights cast over the slight upward curve of the highway.
The typical whine of the engine slashed through the inky sky like lightning, and the black muscle car past the gas station in nothing more than a striped blur with angry red taillights. Leaving us behind with the electric charge in the air.
"Holy shit that's fast." Min Su rubbed the goosebumps off her bare forearm in awe.
"You sure you want me to chase him?"
"100%!" Her stare held such a determination that I almost wondered if she understood the double meaning behind my question.
"Then buckle up."
It took a lot of time and horsepower to catch up to Lee. Min Su hadn't spoken a word since I stepped on the gas and launched her into her seat. I was on the verge of flooring the peddle, letting my Ferrari slip out of its cage. But having someone in the passenger seat made me a little hesitant.
There was only the sound of our raging engines fighting for the first spot. I managed to get next to Lee. We drove like that for a while until a bit of traffic appeared. Lee braked and slid behind me and we stayed on the left lane for the rest of the grey road that brought us back to the city.
"You're winning!" Min Su squealed after some time, looking behind her where Lee's lights blinded my rearview.
"He's letting us win."
"What? Why?"
I gave her a side glance, then settled back on the road ahead. But it was long enough for Min Su to figure out what that meant.
"Because of me?" she squeaked. "Why?" she asked again, a little breathless this time.
"He doesn't want to bring you in unnecessary danger." I noticed her hands lift in the corner of my eye. I lowered my speed and looked at her again. Longer this time. "Are you blushing?"
Her hands cupped her red face and bit her lip as she gave me a sheepish smile. "Don't give me that look, it's chivalrous of him."
I snorted, my eyes focused on the road. "Women like that?"
"Of course! Especially when it comes so naturally. I mean, I didn't even notice until you pointed it out. He's so sweet."
"Alright. Alright." I cut off her word barf of Lee appreciation, but I couldn't contain the curve of my lips into a tiny smile.
Then it morphed into a heated smirk.
After I win this race, I am going to claim my prize.
☞ ☆