Kibum woke up on his bed. He looked around, confused because he felt that his body was tired all over. Although he didn't chain Taewoo yesterday, Taewoo never had sex with random men. He would always inform him about the man he fancied, even if it was just a fleeting curiosity.
'What did you do when I was asleep?' Kibum asked Taewoo in his head.
'Eh? Nothing, I was just exercising to fill my boredom,' Taewoo shrugged. He avoided his brother's scornful gaze and said, 'Why were you sleeping for almost the whole day? I really thought that you are dead.'
Kibum was stunned when Taewoo confronted him like this. In fact, he could wake up a lot earlier, but he had a fantastic dream that he didn't want to miss even one second of it, 'I was dreaming that Junho came to our house with a bouquet of flowers. I served him some snacks, but he suddenly cried and hugged me. And after that…'
Kibum blushed, he lowered his head, 'W—we have sex, our first sex.'
