And so Saturday came. Hyunjin was on his way, steering his little car through the traffic. It wasn't like he was the worst driver in the world, but maybe you should wear a double seatbelt when driving with him.

Hyunjin hummed to the song playing on the radio and drummed his steering wheel . It took some time till he saw the big building. And he had  wait just as long for a car to pull out of the parking lot he was about to enter.

Parking on a Saturday at noon at one of the biggest shopping malls in the area was an hour-long task. But Hyunjin was trained. He parked his car safely.

Before he got out, he checked the time. About five minutes to go. Checking the mirror in the car, he ran it through his hair again and whispered something encouraging to himself before opening the driver's door.

He strolled around the side of the parking lot to the entrance. And  discreetly feeling his pockets to see if his cell phone and wallet were still there.

"Thank you!" A group of girls muttered to him as he held the door open for them.

As agreed, he stood in front of the small fountain next to the ice cream parlor. To avoid looking like a dumbass, he pulled out his cell phone and took a picture of the building's high ceiling. An old-fashioned glass dome -one of the highlights of the mall. With a grin on his face, he posted it to his Instagram Story.

—

Jisung arrived a few minutes late. With his hands in his pockets (and almost running into the glass door because he was too busy peering holes in the air), he walked in.

"Hi Jisunggg!" Hyunjin waved happily at him from a few feet away. Jisung pretended for a moment that he didn't know the other and ran past him. Laughing, he returned and received a gentle slap on the arm from Hyunjin.

"The plan is set?" Hyunjin stopped pouting and nodded. "Shall we head straight off?"

So the two of them wandered through the large hallway of the mall. Hyunjin gently took Jiusng's sleeve so he wouldn't lose him among all the groups and people. He led the way to the second floor of the building.

Next to a Dollar Tree was "Club Fantasy."

The name alone would be enough to show the purpose of the store; but the darkened windows and the tiny yet provocative advertisement on the door made it more than clear.

Jisung felt the heat rush through his body. There were reasons why he bought the few things he owned online. One of them was that he wouldn't have dared to strut into the store like Hyunjin was doing. He only followed.

Hyunjin nodded to the cashier.

"Do you two know each other?" Whispered Jisung as he walked behind the taller one. "No, but I'm here a lot." With that, he winked at the other, who blushed even more. "Let's go pick out something pretty then no?"

Hyunjin walked to a corner of the room. Toys, lots of them.

While display models lay behind a glass wall on red satin, packs of the corresponding stuff were stacked everywhere. Jisung's gaze fixed on the black floor and he tried to match his breath to the dark music playing in the store.

"Jisung, I need your hands once please," Hyunjin took his wrist gently. He had a leather handcuff in his hand. Wide-eyed, Jisung watched him as he noticed it around his wrist. His (damn long) fingers grazed over his skin, warm and comfortable.

With a small smile, Hyunjin looked up from his work to Jisung. "Do they fit?"

Jisung swallowed hard. When he couldn't give a proper answer other than a bit of stuttering, Hyunjin tugged lightly on the item, sticking his thumb between Jisung's skin and leather. "I'd say those fit...do you like them?" He asked as he took them off again. "If you don't like them we can use others, or none at all."

Jisung shook his head, blond strands swirling through his face.  "Isn't that just one?"

Hyunjin nodded in response to his question but pointed to something in the display case. Four handcuffs. Well two handcuffs, two for what Jiusng guessed were his ankles, the pairs held together by some sort of band.

"Let me explain." Hyunjin leaned over Jisung's shoulder and rested his head lightly on his shoulder. He knew the other was uncomfortable being here. "You or I are on your stomach, and you get those around. The band isn't really elastic. Once you're tied down you can hardly move...or fight back." Then he walked away from him again to find the appropriate box.

Jisung came out of his shock, downright porn playing in his head. He and Hyunjin as the main actors.

Out of instinct, he threw himself at the other's arm, looking up at him with wide eyes. "Are we going to try this out?"

Hyujin wanted to smile at the enthusiasm in the younger's voice.

"Of course, I'm sure we can get a lot of fans excited." His words hurt himself, but he had vowed not to be left standing alone again. Colleagues. "Shall we look for something else?"

—

It took a while for Jisung to agree with certainty, yet ashamed. Jisung had never seen such a wide selection of butt plugs. Who comes up with so many designs for these things? According to Hyunjin, the design changed the feeling -Jisung as a complete newcomer to this field was very skeptical.

But oh well. Now they had four pieces to try. A spiral one made of steel, with a pretty blue gem on the end, a princess set, a longer one made of glass, and a dark blue one that read "Obedient" on it.

Hyunjin, because of long whining from Jisung, had bought a harness for his thighs. He also hadn't let that stop him from paying for all the things.

—

"I use them too, why do you want to pay for them?" Jisung asked as he hurried through the door back into the mall hallway. "Because I can, baby." Hyunjin winked at him and giggled as he caught Jisung's death stare.

The two talked about unimportant topics, Hyunjin carrying the stuff (in an inconspicuous red bag) and Jisung watching every move of him.

How Hyunjin squeezed past everyone instead of pushing them aside. How he apologized to everyone he just brushed against. He didn't make it easy for him to stay true to his plan.

To be honest... Jisung swallowed and blinked slowly.

Hyunjin smiled while he talked about something, if Jisung wasn't mistaken it was about his dog.

To be honest, Hyunjin had never, really never, done anything that would have made me think that he was treating me badly - that he would change his mind.

At that moment, as he was going through his mind of the hours in the movie room where the other had so gently taken care of him, he bumped into someone.  "Dude watch where you're going!" the taller teen yelled at him, pushing him out of the way. Somewhat shocked, Jisung stopped, holding his arm where the strong grip from the other still hurt.

"Are you okay?" And immediately Hyunjin was at his side, stroking his shoulder in concern. Jisung just nodded, looking at him scrutinizingly. "Don't worry about it, some people are just like that..."

That was the moment it hit Jisung, like a brick to the face.

He had to stop.

Minho had been right.

Hyunjin was a great guy, a caring and gentle one to boot. He didn't deserve it...

Jisung swallowed again and bit the inside of his cheek. Remorse dug into his stomach, settling like a stone in his chest. Shit...

Just a few meters away was the other store the two of them wanted to visit.

I need to stop this... I'll tell him after this. Yeah. Jisung nodded to himself. I'll tell him. I have to.

—

Underwear... Even the set-up dolls in the window were provocative.

Hyunjin dragged Jisung (holding on to his sleeve) inside. "I already have a plan of what we need to try on actually, I saw some clothes last time that would look perfect on you!" In a joyful mood, Hyunjin hopped over to some racks and stands and showed them to the other.

No one seemed to mind that they were in the women's section. A couple was standing next to them, and the woman was holding the same model in front of her that Hyunjin had held for Jisung. "What do you think?"

The top looked a lot like a corset. Only without the air constricting part. It was completely see-through, with fine gray details running through the fabric and a small black bow sewn into the center. The bottom was high cut, starting about below his belly button. The same material and pattern... except for the (dangerously slim) back, completely see-through.

"Isn't that... a bit much?" Jisung opined under his breath, but couldn't stop stroking the fabric. "Well, we can try it on, if you don't like it that's just the way it is," Hyunjin replied with a shrug.

He picked out another set of underwear himself, with one part going around his neck and the rest more or less hiding what needed to be hidden.

As the two strolled through the store, looking here and there, but either because of the much too high price or the fact that it was push-up (when the two obviously had nothing that needed push-up) laid aside.

Until Jisung found a nightdress, two to say it better. It had lace at the deep cleavage, as well as a wide cut on both sides that would show just about anything when worn. The silk was magical in his hands.

Eyes shining, Jisung turned to the taller one. "Look!!!" He held out the nightgown in navy blue to him. Hyunjin held it at arms distance from him for a while. "And...?" Jisung asked softly. "I love it!" Hyunjin beamed at him, his eyes forming perfect half-moons.

With their haul in their arms, they disappeared into the changing room and after some items had to be gotten a size smaller or larger, they headed to the register. "Don't even try to pay..." Hyunjin whispered as he put the items down on the table in front of the cashier.

Jisung's heart started beating faster as the Man breathed in his ear at such a short distance. So he could only pout as he watched Hyunjin pay.

"I'll help you carry..." Jisung then said, the guilty conscience returning as they walked out of the store. "We can wear matching outfits now," Jisung hummed, a little too joyful about the purchase. "That's right." Hyunjin laughed and watched as Jisung walked ahead, almost jumping at this point.

Suddenly the blond stopped mid-motion, frozen in place.

Hyunjin caught up. "What's wrong?" He followed his gaze.

His mouth dropped open.

Jeongin and Chan.

"I figured we'd meet again Ji," Jeongin snickered.

( boom! )