*.*.*.*Writer's POV:When Jun awoke the next morning, he was in a better mood as promised. He sat up and stretched. Namgyu wasn't in bed with him but he heard water running in the bathroom. The mayor stepped out seconds after in his boxers, but he hadn't showered yet."Good morning, love," he said softly, coming to kneel by Jun 's side of the bed. He kissed the doctor's hand."Good morning, Gyu ie," Jim replied with a cute little smile that melted Namgyu 's heart."Please, tell me you're not still angry with me," the mayor begged lowly.Jun shook his head, "No I'm not. Don't worry.""I'm so sorry about yesterday. I really didn't see it from your perspective and that was really dumb of me. I'm sorry.""I forgive you, Gyu ie."The CEO smiled and his dimples appeared."Thank you, baby. Cmon. I prepared us a sweet smelling, bath. Breakfast will be here soon.""Okay."~•~Yoonjin woke up first with Hosun wrapped in his arms. He smiled and pulled the younger male closer, sniffing his sweet
*.*.*.*Writer's POV:Jun finished checking on his patients and decided to return to his office. He got there and covered all his windows, closing his door too so he would not be disturbed.He sat in his chair to rest a little. As usual, Namgyu flooded his mind. It always happened. He had the Mayor on mind at least ten times a day.Jun remembered that the Mayor was going to have a press conference and was going to address the people on particular issues. He switched on his TV on time to see that Namgyu was already speaking to the people. Jun watched him. He was so handsome. It was during times like this that Jun felt lucky to have such an intelligent, brilliant and handsome man, as his lover.He watched Namgyu discuss a lot of things that were affecting the population and told them about his plans of making things better for them. Everything was political until, he started to speak about discrimination and social matters. None of that caught Jun 's attention until Namgyu brought up th
*.*.*.*Hosun groaned and frowned at the text message he'd received from his landlord, once again reminding him to pay his rent. He gripped his silver hair in class, unable to pay attention to the lecturing professor.What was he going to do now? He'd been fired from his lame job as a waiter in a restaurant and at this point had nothing but a few dollars left for himself. He had to pay for his school, he had to pay for food. He had to pay for rent. He had to pay the people he'd borrowed from. He had no one to turn to for help.Hosun had no parents, or at least, lived like he had none. His family had disowned him when after graduating from high school, his parents had once caught him kissing a boy in his room and immediately assumed he was gay when in reality he was just being curious and trying to explore his sexuality.Well after that, it was the end of whatever relationship he shared with them and he was okay with it. He left home believing he would be able to fend for himself. But
*.*.*.*Jun followed the hospital's main doctor around. It'd been a few weeks since he'd graduated and he'd been sent to work at the central hospital. However, being a newbie, he was not given any difficult tasks and had to follow the main doctor around like an assistant to observe a little more and be put to test when the time would come.He was getting bored of not being able to do anything serious yet but was still happy to finally carry the title of a doctor. Jun hoped to have a hospital of his own soon.-"Seokjun?" the main doctor, doctor Kyunsoo, called and Jun came rushing to his side and that of the nurse that seemed to be telling the doctor something."Yes?""Got something for you. There's a young man with a twisted ankle in the consultation room. Take care of him." he stated."Okay.""Follow me doctor." the nurse said and Seokjun followed her.They made their way to the large consultation room where several patients were being examined by the nurses and some doctors."There
*.*.*.*Hosun's POV:I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, observing the dye on my hair. When I saw that it was all done, I washed it off in the sink. Soon enough, my hair was dried and brown. Given that I was going to sneak into the Cherry bomb drinking club with the help of Bam, once in I had to look presentable and not draw in too much attention. Something that would've surely happened if I'd decided to keep my silver hair.I left my bathroom and went to change into the suit I'd borrowed from Bam weeks ago. It would help me fit in with the wealthy people I was going to meet at the Cherry Bomb.Once done, I left my room.*Jun's POV:I buttoned my shirt and fixed my glasses. I wasn't in any mood to go out that night but since I'd accepted Hansol's invitation, I had no choice but to do so.I stepped out into our little living room to find Taeho spread out on the couch with a bowl of popcorn, watching a drama. When he saw me, he whistled and sat up immediately."Woohoo, you look gr
*.*.*.*Hosun's POV:I waited patiently in the dark alley behind the Cherry bomb. I fixed my trousers given that they were a little too tight around my thighs. Normal, I'd owned the outfit since my highschool years and they were the only formal or presentable clothes I had. The greasy back door of the club was suddenly unlocked and opened to reveal Bam."This door hasn't been used in years. I was afraid it might not open." he chuckled, stepping aside so I would walk in."Thank you very much, Bam. I owe you for this." I said, hugging him and walking inside."No need, hope." he closed the door.The few friends I had called me Sunny or hope. Hope because they believed I was a fighter and always tried as much as possible to work hard. Though recently I'd decided to drop out of school."Follow me." Bam led the way through the empty corridors downstairs of the club. "It's full up there. Wealthy men everywhere. But be careful, there are few men you wouldn't want to meet. They're in the VIP
*.*.*.*Writer's POV:Hosun had succeeded in getting at least eight good men. They'd all taken his number and had planned rendezvous with him. He sure was proud of himself.He made his way to the counter where Bam was serving drinks. He took a seat and Bam immediately approached him."How's it going?" he asked, shaking the cocktail mixer."Perfect. I got nine of them. That's enough for the night. I'm disgusted from all of them trying to kiss or touch me." Hosun grimaced."And you're not even gay. Yet you seduced them like it was nothing." Bam mused."I know right." Hosun chuckled.Honestly, Hosun didn't even know what he was. He'd had a few sexual relationships with girls here and there to satisfy his needs but honestly, he had no attraction or whatsoever to them. Even when he had sex with girls, it was because he forced himself to. Just to satisfy his horny self from time to time.On the other hand, he wasn't attracted to men either. He'd never engaged in any sexual relationship with
*.*.*.*Writer's POV:Yoonjin and Namgyu had brought separate cars to the Cherry Bomb that night because though they lived together in a huge mansion (their choice), Yoonjin had planned to travel to Busan for business.However, the attack on them forced them to change their plans.Both men were driven to the central hospital where they were taken in privately and through the back door so that no one would see them. They were known by all of Seoul and anybody could recognize them easily. They didn't want some rumors about them, especially since Namgyu was going to participate in the upcoming elections to become mayor of the city.Dr. Kyunsoo immediately took them under his care and it was through him that Yoonjin discovered that Namgyu had been shot as well and was unconscious.Both men were immediately the hospital's priority. The bullets were taken out and their wounds were treated.The doctor told them they needed at least a week's rest and more for the wounds to heal. Yoonjin refus