Chapter 130 - No Sex

Jin called Shun to let his lover know he was on his way home. Shun didn’t pick up and he frowned calling again. Still, no one picked up. He called his bodyguard stationed at home to check if Shun was home.

“Yes, sir. He is home.”

“Thank you.”

Jin frowned and wondered if Shun was upset with him joking with the girls. He thought it was funny…

‘Ah, maybe I am getting too comfortable…’

When he arrived at the house, he entered through the door and took off his shoes. He walked slowly around the house to find Shun was in the music room. His ears picked up hearing Shun singing and strumming the guitar.

“Finally… I found love, I found you, you are all I need. Finally, I can see, you with me, for all my life. Would you be mine~” Shun sang smiling as he sang. As he hummed the rest of the melody, still thinking of the lyrics to go with the song.

When he was finished he heard the claps. Turning, he saw his lover standing there with a pleased smile.

“Ah Jin, welcome home,” Shun smiled and the pinkette went over to kiss him.

“I didn’t know you play.”

“I want to learn,” he strummed the strings, “It’s pretty hard.”

Jin asked for the guitar and began playing a song he remembered so long ago. Touching the instrument, he couldn’t help the emotions that he felt holding it again. He closed his eyes and let his fingers strum each string, creating a melody that his old friend once played.

“Ah Jin,” Shun whispered when the pinkette finished playing, “I love you.”

Jin breathed out a smile and looked at him with wet eyes. He kissed the idol prince and wiped the tears that fell. He wasn’t sure why Jin was crying, but Shun knew it had to do with Genu. Only that man could make the pinkette so emotional like this.

“I love you,” Jin breathed out, “Sorry. I just… this guitar was his,” his fingers stroked the wood, “Haven’t been played in years. Thank you, darling.”

“I should have asked first…” Shun whispered and Jin chuckled shaking his head.

“He would be happy his guitar was being used again and by the man I love,” the pinkette smiled and Shun just felt so mushy, he couldn’t help kissing Jin again.

On the white couch, they were kissing just like when they first kissed. It was fate, Shun believed it. The more he stared at Suu Jin’s picture and the image he remembered of Prince Peter, it was inevitable. The mole under the right eye, the way their eyes looked when they are pleased, when their lips curled a little higher on the left, and the dimple on the right cheek.

He couldn’t believe he didn’t realize it before, but now that he did…

It was fate.

Prince Peter was Suu Jin. Suu Jin was Prince Peter.

“Want me to teach you, baby?” Jin pulled away from his lips to kiss his temple.

He sighed and laid on Jin, pleased and happy with the fingers running through his hair. Those fingers moved down to massage his neck and shoulders. He giggled knowing exactly what his lover was doing, so he pulled away.

“I do want you to teach me to play, Ah Jin,” he frowned, “But you were bad for flirting with your ex-girlfriends.”

“…”

“No sex.”

“…”

“If you touch yourself, Ah Jin, then no sex the next day too.”

“…”

“…”

“Wait… are you… serious?” Jin questioned searching his lover’s face, “Ah Shun, come one. I didn’t mean it-”

“You didn’t mean to flirt with them?”

“It was a joke.”

“Then I should joke with Ah Dong, Ah Tae, Ah Kai, and anyone else by saying they are good boys? Would you be fine with that? Hm?”

Shun narrowed his blue eyes and Jin knew he messed up. Hanging his head and dropping his shoulders, he leaned against his silver haired lover.

“I’m sorry,” Jin pouted, “Please, forgive me. I will make you feel really good, Ah Shun. Let me show you how sorry I am.”

“No.”

“…”

“I’m going to make dinner.”

Shun got up and left, leaving Jin to himself on the couch. To be honest, Shun really wanted to take Jin up on the offer. It wasn’t that he didn’t already feel good laying with the pinkette, but he knew how much Jin would do his best to please him even more.

Then, that stupid beautiful lover of his was testing his patience! Jin was walking around shirtless with pajama bottoms that were loose to showed bare hips. Jin wasn’t wearing undergarments. Those green eyes kept looking at him hungrily, and Shun had to not give in. He couldn’t always let Jin get his way! The rich idol was already spoiled rotten!

He avoided any touches from the pinkette and even avoided him by going to a different room. When it was time for bed, he grabbed a blanket to sleep on the couch. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Shun was too used to sleeping with Jin’s arms that he wasn’t able to sleep. Frowning, he groaned and narrowed his eyes.

‘Ah Jin! This is your fault,’ he cried inwardly.

He poked his head out of his covers and his eyes widened.

Suu Jin with his bed head and tired eyes were sitting before him.

“I can’t sleep,” Jin stared at him with hurt, sadness, shamed and couldn’t look him in the eye, “Ah Shun, you can’t either, right? Let me sing you a lullaby then.”

Jin closed his eyes and began singing his mother’s lullaby. He wanted to ask Jin how he knew it, but it didn’t matter anymore. To hear it again made his heart hurt but filled with love. Smiling, he closed his eyes and listened to the soft sound of Jin’s voice.

When he opened his blue eyes, the sun had already risen. He turned to see Jin was sleeping as he sat on the floor, with his head against the couch. Shun sighed and ran his fingers through soft pink locks. He desperately loves Jin so much, it hurts him to see the man sad. He sat up and slipped off the couch. Moving to sit on the floor, he wrapped the blanket around him and leaned against his lover.

Ah~ Yes, this was here he was meant to be.

“Ah Shun?” Jin whispered and he hummed.

Sighing relieved, Jin wrapped his arms around Shun and held him close.

“I had a nightmare,” Jin whispered and held him tighter, “I died.”