“We’re done, Manager Kai! Do you have plans after this?”

“I’ll be at the gym to watch your practice, for sure,” Hueningkai answered. They just ended organizing papers for the summer tournament and decided to walk back to the apartment.

“Oh, good!” Taehyun commented. “Our captain went home for today and he’ll probably back tomorrow evening, so it’s nice that you’ll be with us.”

“He went home with Beomgyu?” Kai asked.

Taehyun nods, “Yep! If you’re thinking they are dating then maybe we can think of it,” he chuckles after.

Kai grins at it, “Dating? Yeonjun knows what he’s going into, right?”

“For sure,” Taehyun affirms. “I don’t worry at all since I know Yeonjun will handle things of his own.”

“Can he… even handle Beomgyu?” Hueningkai wonders as he tilts his head for a second.

Taehyun pauses and stares at Hueningkai, “Beomgyu has a lover… right?”

“Mom! We’re home!” Yeonjun shouted as soon as they enter the house and take off their shoes. “Beomgyu’s with me!”

A lady welcomes them with warm smiles, “Aigooya! So you’re Beomgyu? Welcome to our humble home!”

“Hello, ma’am! It’s nice to meet you,” Beomgyu smiles and lower his head in respect. “I’m Choi Beomgyu, Yeonjun’s friend. I came here for vacation and I decided to tag along with him to get here,” he added.

“Oh that’s nice! It’s nice to hear my son having a new friend other than Taehyun,” she commented. “Okay you two, come and rest as I prepare our meal, okay?”

“We’ll wait, mom!” Yeonjun replied and turns to Beomgyu. “Let’s get in my room,” he said and lead the way.

“We really should have bought something for her,” Beomgyu reckon as they walk.

“Hey, my mom isn’t a fan of expensive things,” Yeonjun stated. “You wanted to buy her limited editions.”

“And so?”

Yeonjun pauses before he opens the door and blandly look at Beomgyu, “You really aren’t an average person, are you?”

Beomgyu thinks, “Just because I can afford something expensive, doesn’t mean I’m special. I’m still a human.”

“You never fail to amaze me always, you know that?” Yeonjun chuckles and open the door.

“Your room looks so cute,” Beomgyu commented as he wonders his eyes around. The paint has shade of blue, has a single bed, a shelf with compiled books from highschool and university, a signed volley ball, and a jersey hang on his wall. There’s also a study table with its lamp, closet attached to the wall, and some pictures attach in his wall in front of his desk. “You look cute too… Being an only child must be great.”

Yeonjun giggles, “Yeah somehow,” he agreed.

Beomgyu continued to look at the things on his desk and he found a book that has polaroid tip showing. He picks it and he laughs in low when he saw the picture. “Who’s this?”

“Where? Oh hey!” Yeonjun quickly grabs it away from Beomgyu. “W-why is this in here…”

“Ex?” Beomgyu asks and takes a seat on the bed.

“Kinda…” Yeonjun answered.

Beomgyu extended his arms with open hands, “Can I look at it again?”

“W-why?”

Beomgyu shrugs his shoulders, “Just.”

Yeonjun hesitantly lend the polaroid picture to Beomgyu and Beomgyu stares at it then he smiles. “How uncanny,” he commented. “Where is he now?”

“I don’t know? We parted ways during college,” Yeonjun answered. “Why? If you’re asking why we broke up, well I don’t even know why exactly,” he laughs. “We just found ourselves avoiding each other the next day.”

“I know,” Beomgyu remarked.

“You know?”

“I know that you don’t know the reason,” Beomgyu cleared and look at Yeonjun. “Because if you two ended in good terms, you already know where he is now,” he smiles and lends back the picture.

Yeonjun nods and put the picture inside his desk’s drawer. “Maybe? It happened years ago, I don’t really care,” he laughs and leans on the desk as he look adjacent to Beomgyu who’s just staring at him with his usual look calm and half-smiling lips. “What now?”

Beomgyu takes a stand and walk closer to Yeonjun. He kisses him and the older gladly responded at it. “I just find things funny at its own,” he laughs.

Yeonjun frowns, “Huh?”

“Nothing,” Beomgyu chuckles.

Yeonjun was about to speak when they heard a knock, “Lunch is ready, guys! Let’s eat!” Yeonjun’s mom announced.

“Let’s go! I’m excited to taste your mom’s cook!” Beomgyu exclaimed and happily went out of the room. “Eommonim! I’m sure you cook so well!” he added, living Yeonjun behind.

Yeonjun smiles just by hearing Beomgyu’s voice from the kitchen. He looks back to the drawer and some memories flashes across his mind. “He didn’t even ask the guy’s name, that guy really,” Yeonjun laughs and went to the kitchen.

Yeonjun got amazed as well by how Beomgyu manage to talk to his mom without any awkwardness. It seems like Beomgyu’s really good at social communications that he can bridge any conversation without gapses.

“So you work at a company?” Yeonjun’s mom asks. “What kind of company?” Yeonjun glances at Beomgyu after she asks that since based on what they agreed, they cannot know anything about their personal life.

“Oh, it’s a multi-corporate company. You know Dal Global Group? I work there. There are also Dal Motors, Dal Finance, Dal Entertainment, and Dal Malls,” he explained.

“Oh, just like Choi Group?” she ask again.

“Choi Group is an industrial company and real estate, they also need a lot of partnership and investments. So yeah, similarly. We're on the same market,” Beomgyu replied. “Oh, I also heard their current president is going to get married.”

“Do you have plans in marriage too, Beomgyu?” she suddenly asks out of nowhere.

“Yes,” Beomgyu quickly reply, smiling wide. “How about Yeonjun?” he asks and stares at Yeonjun.

The woman sighs, “I don’t even know what his plans are. He just want to play volleyball till he die.”

Both laughs at Yeonjun’s mom’s remarks. “Mom, it’s not like that! Time will come; I’ll give you grandson, okay?” Yeonjun rebuts.

“Maybe I’ll just keep on dreaming then,” the lady commented and laughs.

“But eommonim,” Beomgyu cuts and grab their attention. “I saw some knitted clothes earlier, did you knit them?”

“Oh, right. Just my past time,” she answered, smiling. “Why? Should I make some sweater for you?”

“Eommonim, do you want to make it as a business? I’ll invest,” Beomgyu suddenly offers.

“H-huh?”

“Hey,” Yeonjun poke him with his elbow. “What are you talking about?”

Beomgyu purses his lips. “Well, you can profit from it. I can deal you with KTH,” he added.

“KTH?” Yeonjun asks in surprise, probably know the brand. Curiosity swarms in again. He is really sure Beomgyu isn’t just an ordinary employee, he could be more. He could be bigger than what he could even imagine Beomgyu is.

He suddenly felt scared, anxious, bothered, but excited at the same time. That explains why Beomgyu is so carefree at everything. Probably because he can get away with everything.

Night came, both are sitting on the rug of living room, watching some variety show called “Seasons”. Yeonjun’s mom’s already sleeping. “Are we going to leave early in the morning or what?” Beomgyu asks.

“After lunch, baby,” Yeonjun replied.

“Bus again?” Beomgyu asks.

“Please don’t buy me a car,” Yeonjun quickly answered.

Beomgyu laughs at him and slaps the other’s arm. “I am not! I’m just asking! I love riding bus,” he stated.

Yeonjun smiles and move closer to Beomgyu, “Can I ask something?” he asks.

“What? Are you that curious about me?” Beomgyu chuckles and stares at the TV screen.

“Look, it’s kind of unfair since you almost know about me because we’re at my place,” he reasoned. “So can you tell me more about yourself? Because man you’re so rich.”

Beomgyu laughs, he folded his knees into indian and face Yeonjun. “Me? I’m a business man, that’s all,” he smiles.

“What more?”

“I don’t own Dal Global Group but I work there,” he added.

“More…”

“Uhm… I do charity and scholarship supports,” he continued.

“More,” Yeonjun repeated.

Beomgyu moves closer to him, still smiling. “Aren’t I the one who should say more?”

Yeonjun grins, “Want me to give you more?”

Beomgyu nods, runs the tip of his tongue on his lower lip. “Please?”

“Want me to tie you up?” Yeonjun suggested, hand’s running on Beomgyu’s thigh and gently squeezing it.

“I can’t get loud…” Beomgyu almost whisper.

Yeonjun move closer to his face, foreheads meet each other, and they brush their nose together. “Fuck,” he curses. “No matter how near or far, you look so radiantly beautiful,” he suddenly complimented.

Beomgyu chuckles and kisses Yeonjun, their exchange of lips lasted for seconds before Yeonjun’s tongue slipped inside Beomgyu’s mouth and both started to fight for dominance.

“Heck baby, I’m hard. Let me cum in your mouth, please?”