Minho and Chan were also well aware that their time-out would soon be over. Not only that. They would all have to start working again after almost two months of break and none of them were sure if they would succeed.

Their life before the kidnapping had often been hectic and cramped with appointments.

And now they had gotten used to spending most of their time together. Sleeping together in a bed and being together for most of the day.

They had planned to maintain the good mood of the morning, but somehow it was very difficult for them.

And although they managed to cook a delicious lunch from the rest of the food, they still didn't want to create a really good mood when they sat at the table together.

Finally, they sat cuddled on the sofa and tried to hold on to the moment.

"Come on, that doesn't help if we sit here on the sofa and ponder that our time here is almost over... Let's go for another round in the pool and then drive off!" said Changbin and pulled down from the sofa one by one.

Only halfway convinced, the others followed him to the pool, which led to Changbin pushing them all into the pool. What he had not expected, that Minho held him and let himself fall into the pool with him in his arms.

What ended in a water battle and how it turned out was exactly what they needed.

The thoughts and worries about the coming days and weeks had not completely disappeared, but at least they managed to put them aside for the remaining hours. She managed to enjoy the last hours they had.

When they finally sat in the car and were on their way home, they all felt a strange mixture of joy, togetherness and worry.

As if on the way there, Chan sat at the wheel and drove, Changbin next to him in the passenger seat and Minho and Jisung in the back seat.

Jisung had his headphones on and wrote down his thoughts. He hoped that his inspiration would come back and he would overcome his writer's block.

He really wanted to take some load off Chan's shoulders and manage to work again on his own. To make it without panic attacks to go back to the studio and do what their job was.

Minho looked out the window and watched as nature passed him and eventually transformed back into the well-known surroundings of Seoul.

Changbin had fallen asleep at some point and Chan concentrated on the street, but was with his thoughts with all the things he would have to do in the next few days.

Since he didn't know anything about Jisungs and Changbin's plan to go to the studio without him, he also thought about whether Jisung would manage to go back to the studio. To work again, to train with them and to make music.

At some point, he shook his head grudgingly and tried to concentrate on the surroundings.

Somehow he was happy when they finally arrived home. He wanted nothing more than to lie down in bed with the others and cuddle.

Together they cleared away the groceries and luggage and then cuddled into bed.

"When do you have to go to therapy tomorrow," Minho asked, pulling Jisung closer to him.

"I have to be there at 10am.. But I would really rather do other things than talk about therapy now...," Jisung muttered.

"What would you like to do?" Minho asked teasingly and pulled Jisung even closer to himself.

"I would like to kiss you..." Jisung murmured.

Smiling, Minho bent over him, closed the gap between them and kissed him.

Before Jisung knew what Minho was up to, he lay on him and pushed him into bed. Kissed him passionately and pressed his pelvis against Jisung's.

He groaned and buried his fingers in Minho's hair.

Chan and Changbin, who had only half listened to the two, stood up quietly and went into the living room.

Panting, Minho detached himself from Jisung and took off the T-shirt.

"Baby, I want you so much!" moaned Minho.

"I... I want you too... Sleep with me..." Jisung murmured, straightened up and let Minho take off his T-shirt.

"Baby..." Minho moaned and gently stroked Jisung's upper body. Followed the invisible traces that his fingers left with his tongue and then gently bit into his throat.

"Oh God, I missed you so much," Jisung moaned and leaned towards him.

"Are you sure you want that baby?" Minho asked and had to pull himself together not to take Jisung on the spot.

Jisung bit his lower lip and nodded.

Minho kissed Jisung stormily. Let his hands wander over his fiancé's body and was just about to open Jisung's pants when he changed his mind.

"Would you rather take off your pants yourself?" Minho asked quietly.

Jisung nodded and took off his pants as quickly as he could. He wanted to have sex with Minho and was sure that it would work this time.

He trembled a little when he let himself sink back onto the bed. But when he saw with how much longing and lust Minho looked at him, he immediately warmed up again.

"You are so beautiful baby," Minho murmured and gently stroked his body. Over his legs, gently licked along the inside of his thighs and would have liked to take off his shorts, but he held back. Instead, he bit Jisung's thigh and then sucked at the spot until a dark red spot appeared.

"Fuck," Jisung moaned and tried to pull Minho to himself.

He grinned at him, bit Jisung's other thigh and rubbed his flat hand over Jisung's erection.

"I want you so much!" Jisung moaned as his body trembled and he desperately tried to stretch towards Minho even more.

"Do you trust me?" Minho asked gently.

"I trust you," Jisung whispered.

"Turn around Baby," Minho murmured.

Jisung took a deep breath and followed Minho's request. Seconds later, he felt Minho's hands on his body again and was able to relax again.

"Oh baby," Minho moaned, putting his hands on Jisung's waist and licking from Jisung's butt up along the spine to his neck. And there, too, he first bit into the sensitive skin and then sucked on it.

A shiver ran over Jisung's body. It was so long ago that he had been so close to Minho and it felt like his whole body was tingling. He longed to feel Minho in himself.

"May I take off your shorts?"

Jisung felt his heart beating up to his neck. He wanted Minho so much and yet he felt panic rising in him.

But finally he clenched his teeth and nodded.

He felt Minho gently stroke his back. Kisses all over his back and when he arrived at the hem of Jisung shorts, he was so excited again that he lifted his hip as if by himself so that Minho could take off his shorts more easily.

Just when he thought he had defeated his panic and finally managed to get to have sex with Minho again, he heard Minho open his belt and pull down his pants and with one blow he was catapulted back to the past.

With a jerk, the creep finally pulled down his pants and put his hand possessively on Jisung's butt.

Jisung had the feeling that he had to throw up, but could barely pull himself together.

"Please... please stop..."

"Oh, now you're begging. Let's see if I can get a few more screams from you before I have to let you go, puppet."

Jisung shook his head in panic.

He hit Jisung's butt. Hard. Often.

With clenched teeth, Jisung pressed his face into the pillow himself this time so as not to scream.

Moments later, he stopped beating Jisung, and although he was relieved at first, the next moment he heard the creep open his pants.

The mere thought of what he wanted to do brought tears to his eyes.

Jisung jumped up with his hand in front of his mouth, ran into the bathroom and threw up right away.

Tears ran down his cheeks and he couldn't stop choking before his stomach felt completely empty.

Panically, he gasped for air and had the feeling of fainting at any moment. Stars danced in front of his eyes and his lips tingled.

The blackness received him with open arms and caught him like an old friend who had only been waiting for him.

Minho sat on the bed for a moment as if frozen. Tears ran down his face and he tried to understand what had just happened.

It only took him seconds to free himself from the state, then he ran behind Jisung, past Chan and Changbin and found him unconscious lying on the floor of the bathroom.

"Chan!" he screamed and his voice sounded so shaky and desperate that Chan followed him without hesitation.

Trembling, Minho sat next to Jisung on the floor, gently stroked his back and said his name over and over again. Tears ran inexorably over his face and he himself had the feeling that he had to throw up at every moment.

Without asking what happened, Chan wrapped Jisung into a towel, lifted him up and carried him to Changbin.

Just when he returned to Minho in the bathroom, he had bent trembling over the toilet and threw up. After that, he collapsed and remained lying on the cold tiles while the tears continued to run down his cheeks.

Chan now couldn't stop tears from running down his own cheeks. He had very much hoped that it would work this time.

Worried, he lifted Minho up and carried him to the sofa.

In the meantime, Changbin had carried Jisung to bed and took care of him there.

Chan carefully sat down on the sofa with the still trembling Minho and covered them both. He whispered soothing words and gently stroked Minhos back again and again.

At some point, Minho's tears dried up and he took a deep breath, but he said nothing, didn't answer Chan's questions.

Chan didn't know what to do. He felt helpless. As helpless as he has not felt for weeks.

"Baby..." he mumbled and although he wasn't sure if it was a good idea, he finally kissed Minho gently.

He stared at Chan for a moment and then burst into tears again.

"I-I really thought it would work this t-time...," Minho sobbed and leaned his head on Chan's shoulder.

"Min... maybe... maybe it's easier for him to have sex with someone for the first time who is less dominant than you...," Chan said quietly and looked at Minho worried and waiting.

"W-With someone else...?" Minho asked and didn't understand in the slightest what Chan was getting at.

"With Binnie...?"

Chan was absolutely not sure if this would ultimately be the right idea and if it would actually help Jisung. He only knew that it couldn't go on like this.

Minho sat up and looked at Chan thoughtfully. "I think I need a cigarette..." Minho murmured and went to the balcony.

He hadn't smoked a single cigarette during their weekend trip, but he felt like he was going crazy and urgently needed something to hold on to.

He didn't even notice that he was only sitting on the balcony in boxer shorts and that the air around him was far too cold to wear so little.

Chan looked after him anxiously, got up and went to Changbin and Jisungs in the bedroom.

Jisung was still unconscious. Changbin sat next to him and looked at him worried.

"He'll be fine soon! Don't worry!" said Chan and kissed Changbin gently on the forehead.

On the way outside, he grabbed two bathrobes and went with them to Minho on the balcony.

He trembled all over his body and already had blue lips, but he didn't even seem to notice it.

"Min..." Chan murmured and pulled the younger one to himself.

"I can't do this anymore... I don't know what to do any more Channie..." Minho murmured and let himself sink sadly against Chan. "Maybe... maybe we should try your suggestion..."

With tears in his eyes, Minho detached himself from Chan and lit the next cigarette.

"How is he?" he asked and Chan could clearly hear the trembling in his voice.

"He is still unconscious," Chan murmured.

Uneasy, Minho ran back and forth on the balcony and didn't know what to do. If he had known how the evening would end, he would never have accepted Jisung's suggestion.

"Come here Min..." Chan said quietly and stretched out his arms to the younger one.

He snapped out his cigarette, threw it away and let Chan pull him into his arm.

"It's not your fault! And I'm sure everything will be fine! We may just have to go another turn to get back on the right track..." said Chan and gently stroked Minho's back.

Changbin sat next to Jisung on the bed and gently stroked through his hair again and again.

Just as he wanted to get up and get something to drink, he saw Jisung slowly open his eyes.

"Hey baby... finally you're awake again," Changbin murmured and pulled the younger one to him.

"Where... where is Minho...?" he asked quietly and his voice sounded incredibly sad.

"I'm here baby!"

Surprised, Jisung and Changbin looked up.

Minho came running into the bedroom and pulled Jisung into his arm.

"I'm here baby, everything is fine! Everything is fine!" said Minho. He gently stroked Jisung's hair, kissed him and gently muttered soothing words.

"I'm so sorry! I was so sure..." Jisung sobbed and tears ran down his cheeks.

"No! No, there's nothing you'd be sorry for! It's not your fault...!" Minho murmured and kissed Jisung again.

Now tears were running down Minho's cheeks again. He pulled Jisung closer to him and let himself sink back into bed with him in his arm.

"I love you! And we will find a way! Just maybe not today...," Minho said quietly.

Jisung looked at him with a tear-soaked face and finally nodded.

Chan had stood in the door frame and watched the two, but now he came over to the bed and lay down next to Minho.

"Let's sleep a little... we all have to get up early tomorrow," said Chan, cuddled up to Minho and closed his eyes.

"Do you think you can sleep?" Minho Jisung asked gently.

Jisung shrugged his shoulder, but then nodded. "Let's try..." he said and also cuddled up to Minho.

Changbin got up, turned off the light and then cuddled up to Jisung.

And despite all the fears, it didn't take long for them to fall asleep.

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