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Yeonjun fumbled into his dress pant's pocket, taking out the pocket-torch he had bought, holding it in one hand while his other hand busied itself on the basement door-lock, twisting it open; metting the picth-black darkness and a series of stairs down the door.

He heaved a sigh and held the torch in his hand, aiming it forward as he took careful steps down, finally reaching the corner where the power-supply circuit was hammered into the wall.

"Ahhh the Inverter switch is on low-power..." Yeonjun mumbled, seeing the inverter switch was on low power, he turned the knob to supply more power into the house.

As soon as Yeonjun turned the knob and pressed the power-button, the penthouse lit up into it's glory, every nook and corner shining back to it's blinding fluorescent lighting again.

Yeonjun looked around, letting out a sigh of relief; making his way back upstairs.

Meanwhile upstairs, Beomgyu was both embarrassed and relived.

Embarrassed because he acted like a little kid infront of Yeonjun who he was supposed to impress and now Yeonjun was definitely gonna think he's pathetic.

Relieved because he wasn't surrounded by darkness anymore, neither was he alone. Thanks to Yeonjun.

"I turned the inverter on, you good now?" Beomgyu turned around at the voice of Yeonjun coming from behind him, and nodded with a flustered smile.

"Yeah, I'm good now." He whispers meekly.

"Good then." Yeonjun nodded, stepping towards him and handing him the pack of scented candles he bought. Yes, he bought both candles and torch, Candles because Beomgyu asked him to buy it, and torch because it's common-sense.

"I'll be upstairs. I'm tired." Yeonjun announced, walking past Beomgyu now that everything was okay, and he definitely wasn't lying about being tired.

He had two meetings back to back and Jiwon made his evening extra special and amazing afterall. All he wanted to do right now was fall asleep on his bed like a log.

"Okay! But what about dinner?" Beomgyu asked, following Yeonjun.

"Not in the mood." Yeonjun replied back carelessly, dropping his coat and tie on the arm-rest of the chair in his bedroom, taking off his watch.

"But-" Beomgyu was about to enter further into Yeonjun's room, but stopped once he saw Yeonjun taking off his shirt, blushing a deep hue of pink from being flustered, but the shameless side of him wanted to take a peek and admire that god-sculpted of a body the older had.

"Don't be a pervert Gyu." He reminded himself and stayed outside, calming his rapidly beating heart. One look won't be bad... right? He's his husband afterall. Right?

Thinking that, Beomgyu peeked inside, being met with the sight of Yeonjun's bare back, his muscles flexing as Yeonjun folded the clothes infront of his closet.

"Damn why is he so fucking hot?" Beomgyu thought to himself, practically drooling over the older's sexy back and arms, oh how badly he wanted to be lifted and headlocked by them, he would die happy if that happens.

"Close your jaw Beom, it's hanging too low, something might enter it."

Yeonjun's sudden comment made Beomgyu shriek and almost lose his balance, making Yeonjun laugh smugly.

"H-how did you know I was here?" Beomgyu asked, embarrassed as hell. He wanted to die right now.

"I can see you through the mirror babe." He said with a smug smirk. His ego was fueled, knowing Beomgyu was admiring and thirsting over him.

"O-oh...sorry." Beomgyu stuttered awkwardly, being caught acting shameless and not knowing what to do.

"Sorry for what? Shamelessly thirsting over my body?" Yeonjun mocked, trudging towards the door-frame where Beomgyu now stood frozen. Was Yeonjun mad? Did he step a boundary? Fuck his overthinking lover brain.

"I-" Beomgyu didn't know what to answer to that. Was he supposed to accept it or deny and lie? Would it save him even?

"You like my body that much?" Yeonjun put his arm over Beomgyu's head, half-pining him to the door-frame, which made Beomgyu gasp from shock, cheeks flushing pink from the close proximity with a half-naked Yeonjun.

"I- u-uh..yes?" Beomgyu admitted, stuttering like the damn fool he was. He's so screwed tonight.

"So you admit it huh? Fine, look at it all you want now. Take your fill." Yeonjun whispered close to Beomgyu's face, leaning down to meet the younger's height. He didn't know why, but it was so fun to watch Beomgyu stutter over his words and make a fool out of himself, and it was flattering his ego. Knowing he was desired, was a good fuel to boost his self-confidence.

Yeonjun had always been a flirty man afterall, behind that cold persona of his, and Beomgyu was taking it out of him tonight.

"W-what!?" Beomgyu gasped, his eyes wide like saucers from Yeonjun's words. What was wrong with him today?

Beomgyu's heart was in a tangle of emotions as he observed Yeonjun's behavior. From the use of a sweet nickname on the phone to the way he was acting now, Yeonjun's mixed signaling made it difficult for Beomgyu to understand his intentions. Still, despite knowing better, Beomgyu couldn't help but stare at Yeonjun, captivated by his attractiveness.

Yeonjun enjoyed the attention he was receiving from Beomgyu, watching him ogling him shamelessly and practically eye-fuck him. An intense, unspoken tension was building between them.

Both Beomgyu and Yeonjun were acutely aware of the risks and complications of their growing attraction, but the magnetic pull between them was too strong to resist. Despite knowing that things were getting increasingly dangerous, they couldn't help but be drawn to each other, their mutual attraction and unspoken desires creating an ever-growing web of intensity and uncertainty.

Yeonjun had started being a little crazy over Beomgyu after the kiss that day and Beomgyu was already madly infatuated and attracted to Yeonjun.

Beomgyu's heart leapt as Yeonjun's body pressed closer against his, their faces mere inches apart. He swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure, but his eyes involuntarily roamed over Yeonjun's bare chest, taking in every toned muscle.

Yeonjun watched his adam's apple bob up and down as Beomgyu swallowed, making him bite his lips, his body feeling the heat between them.

His mind was at war with his body. He knew he wasn't supposed to give in to the temporary sexual attraction he felt for Beomgyu, and yet, the sight of his wide-eyed gaze and quickened breath was enough to ignite a fire within him. He leaned in closer, struggling to keep up the pretence that he was in control, as he whispered into Beomgyu's ear,

"You want to touch me, don't you?"

"Yes. Yes I do."

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What happens when you're solving an algebraic equation and plus is added with minus? You get a minus.

The answer is never a positive number figure. So why did Beomgyu think this was a good idea and give in to the negative sign here? God knows.

But again, a proper equation needs both a minus and plus in it to get solved and have an answer doesn't it?

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Hello Luvs!! Rin here!! College started so the update was delayed, but I hope this chapter is a good enough compensation for the time.

😏 Things are happening between them, how y'all feeling?

Also, would you guys be okay if it has 18+ stuff in this story? Because it will fit the plot. Tell me what do you think about it Luvs!

That's it, see you in the next chapter!! Till then take care<3
-Rin💗