Chapter 4

" We've been weird for a few days, you know? I don't know what's going on with Jiwan...

Hayoon stirred the spoon over the empty ice cream cup. His right hand was on his cheek as his gaze remained lost.

" Is he cheating on me? " He looked at his friends.

Namsun quickly widened her eyes and looked at Minsun. The other just snorted loudly.

"I can't keep this a secret anymore, Namsun, I'm sorry.

Hayoon paid attention to what Minsun said, and saw Namsun trying to stop Minsun from continuing.

" Hayoon, please, don't get your heart hurting, ok? " Namsun asked, stroking the other's hand.

Hayoon frowned without understanding, and heard Minsun sigh again before just saying:

"He betrays you.

Hayoon waited for the part where Minsun said it was a joke, but that didn't come.

" What?" he asked, finally coming to his senses.

" With Jehun from the drama course..." Namsun spoke a little uncertainly. " I heard Jehun say something like an amazing weekend with Jiwan and how they were going to spend the night together in a hotel today... I just wasn't going to tell you because I didn't want to see you sad anymore, sorry, okay?

" Jiwan is cheating on me? " Park's eyes were already filling with tears again, deep down he already knew that too.

He couldn't help himself when he got up and just hurried out of there. Hayoon was a fool, his own conscience told him so. He arrived in his car with tears already painting the apples of his face, and it was there that he allowed himself to cry aloud for the one who was certainly now holding another in his arms.

Park took a while to hold back his tears and when he did, he drove to Jiwan's apartment. The doorman found his red eyes and tearful face strange, but as always, he allowed his ascent to room four hundred and fifteen.

Park missed knocking down the door with his fists, but no one opened it.

He cried some more, he was feeling like the biggest sucker in the world, but he didn't have much to do, so he just drove back to the house and sank down on his couch when he got there.

Fluffy tried to cheer him up, waving her fluffy white tail while leaving several licks on Hayoon's nose, but nothing cheered him up.

" Sorry, dear. " Hayoon asked as she sniffled and got to her feet.

It was hard to take a shower, it was hard to eat. It was even harder to get to sleep, whenever he closed his eyes he could imagine Jiwan making love to Jehun, but not to him.

When he finally managed to sleep, it was after five. He woke up exhausted at nine to feed the little dog, but he looked for his cell phone determined to put an end to everything.

Hayoon:

|I need you to come to my apartment.

He was practical in sending the message, and even received another one from Jiwan, asking why and if he was really needed there, since he had arrived home late and had little sleep.

But Park insisted, which made the boy accept the date in the end.

Hayoon was dressed in casual shorts that reached only halfway down her thighs and a light, thin, short-sleeved blouse.

Jiwan soon arrived at the apartment and couldn't help noticing Hayoon's legs sticking out, which caught his attention a little.

Hayoon let him sit on the sofa, and then stopped in front of him. It didn't take long for the boy to notice the reddish mark on his boyfriend's neck, clearly a hickey or something, and that made Park very upset.

" Take off your shirt. " Asked Hayoon.

"But for what? “

"Just pull it out. “

Hayoon tried to be subtle in her speech, even if she wanted to hit the other a lot. Jiwan took off his shirt and looked at Hayoon again.

"The shorts too. “

"But Hayoon… “

" Please. “

" What do you want to do? " Jiwan snorted. " I already told you that I won't take yours...

" Just take it off. I want to show you that I'm not silly or anything. I can be a bad boy too, you know?

Park smiled and like a snake, he ran his fingers along one of his thighs and slowly lifted his shorts. That made Jiwan smile, but then he finally decided to remove his shorts, which made Hayoon smile this time.

The boy leaned in slowly and dodged the kiss Jiwan was about to give him. Coming close to the other's ear, he sighed and lowered his fingers, touching the other's member.

" Are you going to give me a blow job? " Jiwan asked.

Hayoon turned his face away and remained a few centimeters away from the other, with his fingers still holding him, Hayoon squeezed.

" Where is the key I gave you to my apartment? “

" What?" and Park squeezed it hard this time. "Stop, you're hurting me."

" Where's the key to my apartment? " Hayoon tightened his grip and locked his jaw, not paying attention to the eager and loud scream that the other gave.

" In the pocket, in the pocket! Damn, it hurts! "

Park wanted to squeeze more, maybe even rip it off and throw it far away, but let go when Jiwan screamed louder and reached for the shorts the other was wearing.

"Are you crazy?"

" I want you to know that you and I are no longer a couple. " Hayoon said looking for the keys and leaving them aside. He reached for Jiwan's blouse as well and faced him. "And that you're a motherfucking asshole.

" Are you breaking up with me? " The other asked still catching his breath and holding his intimacy.

" You broke up with me when you cheated on me, Jiwan. You broke up with me when you stayed with Jehun. "

" Who told you? " The other got to his feet, but groaned holding his own cock again. " It's a lie, don't believe it. "

"I want you to get out of my house now."

"But Hayoon…"

" But, it's the fuck! Get out of my house now! "

" Give me at least my clothes? " Jiwan asked extending his hands.

Hayoon stared at the clothes in her hands and calmly walked over to the open window.

" These clothes? "

"You're not even crazy about…"

It's too late. The clothes were calmly drifting through the air, and soon they were in the middle of the street.

Hayoon still looked to see if she had hit someone or something, her recklessness could put someone at risk, but for the happiness of her revenge, everything had gone well.

" Some. " Hayoon said staring at him.

"You're crazy. I'm not going down like that."

" Go away now! " Park spoke louder, seeing Jiwan walk towards his room.

"I'm going to get you some clothes.

" Get out of my way now. " And Park couldn't take it anymore. She was slapping the – now – ex-boyfriend and even if her hands were small, they were still chubby and had an absurd strength.

Jiwan was jumping in the center of the room like popcorn, trying to stop Hayoon, but failing at all. His only solution was to get out of the apartment, and even if he was still wearing only his underwear, that was better than getting stinging slaps.

Hayoon still punched the door, finally letting tears run down her face, but she was strong in wiping them fast and walked to the window. He looked around and waited for Jiwan to appear, and even though Hayoon doubted very much that he would even be able to go get the clothes and not come back to get some of his own, he was surprised to see Jiwan quickly pick up the clothes and try to hide from people who looked at him and even young people who already had their cell phone with the camera pointed.

Jiwan pulled on his shorts and looked up, perhaps looking for Hayoon. And when he did, all Park did was raise both of his middle fingers while dictating aloud:

"You asshole!"

He slammed the window shut and prayed the building manager wouldn't care or a ticket for trouble would come his way. But when he sat down on the sofa, taking several deep breaths, he finally laughed.

He laughed because he felt strange things at the moment and as much as it still hurt inside his chest, seeing Jiwan the way he was inflated his ego a little and maybe – maybe – lessened one of the feelings of cuckold that he had too.

Park spent minutes staring into space and thinking blankly.

It was too weird, their first breakup had been dramatic, and he had been cuckolded.

He looked for the cell phone opening in the group he had with Minsun and Namsun.

Hayoon:

|I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm single.

Minsun:

|What?

Namsun:

|Why did I just watch a video of Jiwan in his underwear?

Minsun:

|What?

Hayoon: