"I'm free tonight. Same hotel?"

"Is it from a woman?" Kyungsoo asked when he saw the message on display.

"Of course, it's from a woman," Jongin answered with a hint of irritation. Why should he get such a message from a man? Why could Kyungsoo even consider that this message could be from a man?

"Are you going?"

"Can you stay home alone for a while?" For a short moment, he thought of calling Suho to come over. Yet for some reasons, he erased this idea.

"That's not what this is about," Kyungsoo replied.

"Then what is it about?" Jongin asked but feared to know the answer to his own question.

"Will you continue seeing others?"

Jongin was right. He knew this conversation was overdue. Still, he had hoped to delay it as long as possible.

"Do you expect me not to?"

To counter a question with a counter question, an ever-working strategy which Kyungsoo immediately noticed. But the smaller male could play this game as well.

"And what would you think about me dating other men? Because last time a man kissed me, you broke my leg. Remember?" Kyungsoo got right to the point.

"Is that what you're expecting me to do? That we would love each other? Like... for real?"

"What if I do?" That was the moment Kyungsoo noticed he went way overboard. He should silent urgently. He knew that. Yet, he couldn't help it. He was fired up for Jongin's response.

"I'm not gay, Baekhyun. For God's sake." Jongin literally screamed as if he wanted the world to hear. "Do you expect me to never have sex again?"

"Because you and I, that will never happen. Do you hear me?" Jongin lowered this voice after a short pause.

"I got it." Kyungsoo replied, looking straight at Jongin as a certification. Jongin escaped from his house right away as he couldn't bear seeing that sad expression on the younger's face.

Arrived at the hotel, Jongin couldn't forget the argument. For some reason, he had forgotten how much he hated that Byun Baekhyun person at the beginning. When did he start to care so much about that boy's feelings? He had never given a damn about others. He shouldn't start doing it now. Empathy was poison for business. Because that's so ... human.

"What's wrong with you today?" A female voice disturbed his thoughts.

"What do you mean?" Jongin sighed.

"You are not... into it," the young woman said as she lifted her head from between his legs.

"Got someone you like?" This question annoyed Jongin. Why did everybody want to talk about feeling today?

"What bullshit are you talking about?"

"Well, your little man doesn't want to wake up. That's never happened before, " she chuckled.

"Then maybe you're not trying hard enough."

"Oh honey, I'm not the one who's not hard enough," she said, mocking.

"Be careful," Jongin warned, grabbing her by her neck.

"Calm down. I just meant I can't do anything if it's not me you want to f*ck." The woman explained through her breaths.

She might be right, but that was something Jongin would never admit. Nevertheless, it was a clear sign when you're thinking about the fight with your fake husband while a porn star was lying in your bed.

"Where are you going?" She asked as Jongin let go and got dressed.

"Home," Jongin stated before leaving.

Ever since the first day, Kyungsoo had already thought that Jongin's living room was way too large, even for such a residence. But as he waited for the elders, the room even seemed to expand. He should be familiar with being home by himself. Yet the last weeks he hadn't spent one minute alone. Kyungsoo had almost forgotten how much he hated to be alone.

When Jongin was finally home, Kyungsoo wanted to ask so many things.

"Where have you been?"

"Whom did you meet?"

"Did you sleep with her?"

But he fell silent. He felt Jongin's staring behind his back.

"Do you want to say something?"

"Do you want to apologize?"

"Do you even feel guilty?"

Second by second, the silence became unbearable.

"Can you help me stand up?" And Kyungsoo broke it.

Jongin didn't say a word. Yet he approached Kyungsoo to help. Close up, he noticed Kyungsoo's red nose. Did Kyungsoo cry? Or maybe it was just an allergy? If he cried, his eyes would be red too. Lost in his thoughts, Jongin didn't realize how close they came. Their eyes couldn't escape each other. Their breath was synchronized. Finally, their lips touched. Kyungsoo's warmth and the bittersweet taste of Chardonnay – Kyungsoo's favorite wine. Jongin needed more of it.

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Chanyeol put down the test tube with a grin as someone knocked on his lab. He had been looking forward to it all day.

"Channie, are you ready?" Chanyeol smiled even wider when he heard Baekhyun's voice.

"God, I love men in white coats," Baekhyun added. "You look so sexy."

"What's sexy about this? It's nerdish." Chanyeol blushed.

"I love nerds," Baekhyun said.

"You're really strange, you know that?"

"I'm not strange. I'm a limited edition." Baekhyun joked, looking around. Did all doctorands at an elite university get such a large and modern laboratory? Or was that the privilege of a minister's son?

"Is this all researches for your dissertation?" The smaller male joked.

"Yes, everything except for this DNA analysis. I'm doing my dad a favor."

That sounded suspicious to Baekhyun. Why did the minister ask his son to do the test when he surely had professional staffs for that? Did it concern the investigation against his father?

"Your father? Is it for an important investigation?" Baekhyun tried to get more information from Chanyeol.

"I don't think so. It seems personal to me. Maybe he is doing a friend a favor."

"But isn't it weird to ask you do the test? I mean instead of his experts."

"Yeah, that's what I'm thinking too. He doesn't ask me things like this very often as well." Chanyeol said.

"What kind of analysis did you do? Is it like some CSI stuff?" Baekhyun hid his tension with a clumsy joke and Chanyeol giggled in embarrassment.

"No, it wasn't that interesting. I just checked if two people are related or not." Chanyeol answered.

"That depends on whose DNA you just tested, don't you think. Maybe it's someone famous."

"Do you know whom the DNA samples belong to?" Baekhyun asked with curiosity.

"No, my father didn't tell me. He's making a secret of it."

"I see. So, chemists also study DNAs? I've never been good at science, but I thought that's what biologists do." Baekhyun's interrogation came to an end. That really sounded more like a friend of Chanyeol's father was doubting his wife and wanted evidence. The whole thing might get nothing to do with the investigation against his family at all.

"You're right. I only did it because I got my second degree in forensics." Chanyeol explained. Once again there was something Baekhyun didn't know about the taller male. Baekhyun knew that shouldn't bother him since he clearly had more secrets than Chanyeol. Still, he had to admit that the more he knew about Chanyeol, the more he admired that person he'd accidentally married.

"You're doing your Ph.D. in chemistry while you already got a degree in forensics? That's ... very impressive." Baekhyun had always been partial to smart men, but Chanyeol was out of his league.

"Is everything ok?" Chanyeol asked, noticing changes in Baekhyun's voice.

"Yes ... I just feel so stupid. Compared to you."

"That's ridiculous. You can do so many things I can't." Chanyeol said, hugging Baekhyun from behind.

"Something you can't do? If you only knew," Baekhyun thought. "Stealing cars and cracking locks, for example."

Baekhyun remembers the letter he hid so carefully in his bag. An invitation to the welcome event for new students. But this invitation wasn't an ordinary sample letter that the university would send to every newcomer. This one was printed on fine, patterned paper. Almost like a wedding invitation. It was a personalized invitation addressed to Do Kyungsoo, signed by the faculty director of the Psychology Department and the University President. Do Kyungsoo was, according to the invitation, one of the most promising new students of the year. Baekhyun took a breath, trying to remember the young, almost childish person he'd met at the airport. Did that young man seem like a smart person? Baekhyun could no longer remember the casual acquaintance. And yet he clearly felt jealous of this stranger. If Do Kyungsoo was really that smart, wouldn't he be the perfect partner for Chanyeol? They would certainly understand each other well. That Do Kyungsoo would have made a great husband for Chanyeol.

"I love you the way you are, do you hear me?" Chanyeol stated sincerely.

"I love you too," Baekhyun turned around and replied with a kiss, feeling Chanyeol's warm embrace.

"Shall we go home now?" Chanyeol suggested.

"Did you finish your work?"

"Mostly. And father wants to stop by today. We should be home when he comes. I don't want him alone in our house. "

"Are you being polite, or do you not want him snooping in our stuff?"

"The second," Chanyeol confessed and a smile appeared on Baekhyun's face.

The newlywed couple felt great relief as they drove into the driveway, finding no other car. However, even before they could express their relief, Chanyeol's phone rang and his father's number appeared on the screen.

"Do you have the result?"

"Yes. Are you telling me whom the DNA samples belong to? "

"Are they related?" Mr. Park again asked for an answer.

"Yes, definitely mother and child."

"Are you 100% sure?" Chanyeol could hear his father's skepticism through the phone.

"Well, the accuracy of the test is 99.99 %. Is that enough for you?"

"Yes, that's fine."

"Why are you calling me at this time, are you not coming over?"

"I will be at your place soon. And tell Kyungsoo, I have a surprise for him. "

"He said he had a surprise for you," Chanyeol relayed the message as his father hung up.

"Again? Seriously? I'm not really into his surprises." Baekhyun sighed.

"Welcome to the family," Chanyeol joked.

Meanwhile, Mr. Park just got out of his car, which was parked at a private airfield.

"A 99.99% chance of maternity? Then this was probably superfluous. It's been a long time since I was wrong. But a second confirmation is even better." The Minister soliloquized as he looked at a private jet was landing.

The small plane landed, and only one person walked down the stairs.

"Welcome back in Korea," greeted Minister Park.

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Baekhyun noticed himself getting more and more anxious every minute. His fingers unconsciously played with the bracelet on his left wrist.

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Chanyeol asked, laying his hand on Baekhyun's forehead.

"I'm fine. I just have a strange feeling." Baekhyun always trusted his instincts, even though in the past, for some reasons certain alarms weren't always obvious. Last time he ignored his instincts, he ended up here, being married to a stranger. That was a mistake he wouldn't repeat. Baekhyun grabbed his jacket and headed to the door.

"I'm going for a walk."

"But it's freezing cold outside." Chanyeol stopped the smaller male.

"Channie, I have to get out of here. I feel like something bad is going to happen if I stay here," Baekhyun explained, continued walking. Just the second he finished the sentence; the bell already rang.

"Fuck," Baekhyun cursed out of reflex.

Chanyeol hurried forward and pulled Baekhyun behind him before he opened the door for his father.

"Kyungsoo, you don't want to go out just now, do you?" Mr. Do asked, but his tone clearly meant "You're staying home".

"No, we just arrived. Kyungsoo has not changed yet. Come in." Chanyeol delivered an excuse instantly.

Despite the invitation, Mr. Park didn't step forward but to the side, making room for someone else. Only then did Baekhyun noticed the person behind the half-opened door.

"Kyungsoo, guess who's here," said Mr. Park without expecting an answer.

Stepping out of the dark, a woman appeared. She seemed to be in her forties. Her age was hard to tell due to her dyed hair and sunglasses. She was well dressed. Though it was simply a classic black dress under a trench coat, she still got that presence of a lady. Even wearing sunglasses in the evening couldn't make her look stupid but mysterious. It made people want to hear her story. Baekhyun wondered if she were a celebrity.

When she finally took off her sunglasses, Mr. Park announced.

"Your mother is here."

Baekhyun froze to a stature, his eyes wide open. Kyungsoo's mother wasn't less surprised. She stared at the boy, who tried to hide behind her son-in-law. So, confused that she didn't cause a sound. Chanyeol's father didn't miss a second of the mother-child reunion which he had arranged. Now it was about time for the final.

"Come, Kyungsoo, greet your mother already," he addressed "Kyungsoo" by his name, pulling Chanyeol aside to take away Baekhyun's last protection.

Tears now covered Baekhyun's cheeks. Chanyeol could see how much the small male was shaking. Baekhyun was right, something very strange was happening here. His heart broke into pieces, seeing Baekhyun in tears. Baekhyun opened his mouth, tried to say something but failed.

"Kyungsoo?" Mrs. Do asked in astonishment as she approached Baekhyun. "You..."

Even the minister held his breath. This was the moment he had been waiting for. Was Baekhyun the person he claimed to be? The truth would be revealed now.

"My baby." Mrs. Do almost shouted out as she pulled Baekhyun in her arms. Sobbed, Baekhyun only managed to say one single word.

"Mom".

So what do you think is going on?
And I totally ruined Kaisoo's first kiss, so here have this gif instead. 

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