Chapter 139 - Your Saliva Will Heal It

Jin was suspicious of it, but he didn’t know anything about magic or witches, so he would let Shun handle it and support whatever he could. Kissing Shun, he placed the potion at the end table, bring his lover down onto the bed.

“Anything that would make you feel better, baby, I will be happy with. I don’t want to lose you either.”

“Do you think… those pills the doctor said would help?”

“I don’t know,” Jin sighed and held his face, “Doctors don’t really know what is wrong and it seems the witch does, but I don’t trust anyone with you.”

“What?” Shun chuckled and Jin bit his cheek.

“This is my selfish love, baby.”

Shun laughed and wrapped his legs around Jin’s waist. They kissed and Shun rubbed up against his lover. Kissing and grinding, he helped the idol prince out of his shirt. His fingers ran up and down bare chest with lean muscles. Jin slipped him out of his pants, but left his briefs on. Surprised, Shun reached for it, but Jin stopped him.

“Let’s just sleep, baby.”

“What?”

“I don’t want to put more stress on you,” Jin admitted and got out of his pants, “Are you sleepy again? Hungry?”

Shun… He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Did… Was Jin not going to… touch him? He understood why, but… but he wanted Jin so bad! He pouted and looked as seductive as he could on the bed. Legs spread wide, he licked his lips at Jin. His lover did not hither forth. He curved his back and aimed his ass to Jin, shaking his hips. Nothing. Huffing, Shun attempted to take off his briefs again, but Jin held his wrists.

“Jin!”

“Shun,” Jin growled out, “Stop it. Until you decide which to take, I will not touch you. If I need to leave and stay with Lisa or find a hotel to stay in tonight and however long I need to, I will.”

“But Jin,” he whined, “It wouldn’t be a problem. I promise.”

“But you don’t know that for sure,” Jin held him close and spoke gently against his ear, “I don’t want to see you pass out again. I don’t want to see you miss time that you shouldn’t because of this illness. I don’t want to miss out on loving you more, Ah Shun. Please, don’t tease me, baby.”

Shun found himself relaxing against his lover. Turning, he nodded and kissed Jin.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Jin sighed, “I want to eat your ass.”

“J-Jin!” Shun shouted and slapped his chest with a pout, “You tell me no teasing and then say that!”

The pinkette laughed and kissed his pouting lips. Pulling Shun out of the room, he felt a tug and turned to see wide blue eyes.

“Jin! We need to put clothes on,” Shun looked to where his shirt was.

“Why? It’s only us, baby,” Jin smirked, “Let’s make some dinner. There is a dish called Pad Thai that I want to try. Help me, Chef Shun.”

Shun laughed and pecked his lover’s cheek. That was right. They had the house to themselves for the rest of the day. Gina would return tomorrow, so they were able to walk around as naked as they wanted. Well, with their briefs in the way. That just brought back what happened earlier and what Jin had told him.

‘Ugh… no touching… that is going to drive me crazy,’ he inwardly whined, and looked over to a shirtless Jin placing the pan on the stove.

“We should use an apron, Ah Jin,” Shun smirked, “Wouldn’t want that nice body of yours to get oil burns.”

“I would welcome them, baby,” Jin smirked back, “Your saliva will heal it.”

“Huh?” Shun furrowed his brows confused before understanding entered his mind. His face flushed and Jin laughed pecking his lips.

“Jin! No more talking,” Shun pouted and went to the grab the items from the fridge.

The sound in the kitchen was the chopping, the frying, the occasional kissing from both men. Shun felt happy. He felt like home. He would do everything to complete his mission for everyone here and for their relationship.

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Kaiden and Taemeng were currently arm wrestling shirtless.

Being filmed live.

Why?

Star and Jenell had somehow convinced the men to do so for their fans. Kaiden agreed to it while Taemeng hesitated, but here they both were for all to see.

“Why did we agree to this?” The dancer whispered.

“Cause it’s for the fans and besides, the girls like it,” the vocalist whispered back.

“But… shirtless?” Taemeng frowned.

“Yeah…” Kaiden tried to push the dancer’s arm down, “For fan service I guess, but seriously, I already know I’d lose to you, but… It’s hard to say no to Jenell…”

“Because you like her,” Taemeng smirked keeping his arm still.

“Yeah,” the raven haired man nodded and glanced to see the blue eyed female biting her bottom lip, staring at his chest.

“I don’t think she likes me,” the dancer stated and he turned to his friend.

“What do you mean?”

“Whenever I am near you, she comes rushing in or interrupt our conversations.”

“… Really?”

“She’s jealous of our relationship.”

“…”

“…”

“We are close because we are good friends. Doesn’t she know you and Star…?”

The dancer flushed lightly and looked over to see the short haired female’s cheeks were rosey and she was staring at him. When their eyes looked at one another, she quickly looked at her phone. Taemeng turned away and saw Kaiden grinning at him. That only caused the dancer’s ears to warm at the tip. A sneaky plan formed in the vocalist’s mind and Kaiden smirked.

“Ah Tae,” He whispered and the dancer looked at it, “Star was talking to this one guy from MTO. I think she mentioned she liked him.”

“What?”

“I bet if you look in her phone, you’d see their picture,” Kaiden feigned concern, “Wait, I am pretty sure Jenell said something about Star meeting the guy at that one place you liked.”

The dancer squeezed his hand with narrowed eyes and the vocalist nodded.

“We should go and listen in,” the raven haired male nodded with a frown, “I mean, she is really cute and very nice. Can’t have her being taken advantage of.”

Taemeng frowned deeply because he had seen Star being nice. That was just in her nature and one of the reason he liked her. What his friend said… He was there when the female singer spoke with that man from MTO.

‘Her smile…’ Taemeng wondered to himself as he just stared at the table, ‘It’s the same as the one she gives everyone, even me…’