"So..." Jeonghan began as he stared at Seungcheol's tired eyes. "I understand now that I've been kind of selfish. You know, interrupting your life, making things hard for you with your personal affairs." He stood up straighter and stiffened his back as Seungcheol saw him steeling his resolve. "So I think it would be a good idea if you took tonight off. I promise I won't call you and bother you. So you can have some time with Luda. To try and fix things, or whatever..." Jeonghan's nerve was quickly drained and Seungcheol watched his eyes drop to the ground.

He took a deep breath as he got ready to make the biggest move of his life. Wonwoo was right. Hints and clues, innuendo and confusion, mixed messages and repressed feelings was all Seungcheol had offered Jeonghan and it was pathetic. It wasn't doing either of them any good. It dawned on Seuncheol that he hadn't even told Jeonghan that he broke with with Luda. He reached out and stroked Jeonghan's cheek gently before turning his face up. As their eyes met he saw only hurt and confusion in Jeonghan's deep chocolate irises and it was enough to make Seungcheol break.

"It's over with Luda," he said gently as he searched Jeonghan's face for understanding. "But you said you felt nothing for me..." Jeonghan's bottom lip trembled as his eyes began to brim and Seungcheol leaned in and pressed their lips together gently.

"It was a lie," he said as they broke apart. "The truth is I'm so overwhelmed. I have so many feelings for you, they're confusing and frightening and exciting, and I feel like I'm drowning in them."

He took a deep breath and as he inhaled he felt a sudden clarity.

"But I'm sure about one thing. My feelings, confusing as they are, they're real Jeonghan and I'm not going to hold back anymore."

His hands melted into soft blond hair and his plump lips met Jeonghan's in a deep kiss. Their bodies pressed together as he let instinct take over his consciousness. Seungcheol finally let go of everything holding him back from acting on his feelings and as Jeonghan began to kiss him back he felt it again.

"What's it like to want someone so bad that you just can't wait to get your hands all over them?"

Now Seungcheol knew for sure.

Jeonghan parted his lips a little and it was enough to encourage Seungcheol. He pushed his tongue inside Jeonghan's mouth and tasted his tongue gently. It was sweet and soft and tasted of mint candy. It was addictive. His emotions overwhelmed him again as Seungcheol pushed Jeonghan against the wall, the heady scent of coconut emanating from his hair, the warm feeling of his delicate body trapped against Seungcheol's. It was almost too much.

Their lips clashed and their tongues danced and Jeoneghan moaned a little into Seungcheol's mouth. It made Seungcheol feel hot all over in a way he'd never experienced before. His hands roamed Jeonghan's body and one slipped up inside his shirt as he moved his mouth away to kiss down his neck. "Cheollie...." Jeonghan gasped as he tipped his head back and closed his eyes. "Cheollie I changed my mind..." Seungcheol's mouth nipped its way back up Jeonghan's neck before he sucked a spot behind the blond man's ear. "Changed your mind about what?" Seungcheol murmured against Jeonghan's soft skin making the other shiver. "You don't get the night off Cheollie. I need you. To protect me..."

"Can't you just say you want me to stay with you?" Seungcheol whispered into the soft skin of Jeonghan's neck making the other him softly in delight. "You don't have to play games with me Jeonghan. And I won't either." He pulled a Jeonghan's tshirt aside and sucked a sweet mouthful of the skin over Jeonghan's collarbone making the other go weak at the knees instantly. "Okay Cheollie. Please stay with me tonight." Jeonghan smiled as Seungcheol's eyes met his and the dark haired man pressed their foreheads together gently. "I'll stay with you," he whispered before the loud intrusion of a slammed door interrupted them.

"I hate to interrupt... whatever this is..." Jisoo said coldly, "But we need you in here Jeonghan. You have to approve the recording and then we need you to meet with the head of marketing about the schedule."

"Okay!" Jeonghan chirped happily as he slipped out of Seungcheol's arms and walked back into the room. Seungcheol ignored Jisoo's death stare as he followed close behind.

Jihoon looked at the three men and chuckled to himself. Jeonghan's blond hair was rumpled and scruffy and his lips were swollen and as pink as his cheeks. Seungcheol's eyes sparkled and he couldn't tear them away from Jeonghan's happy smile. And then there was Jisoo, scowl on his face, looking like a child who just had his toy snatched out from under him.

"Jeonghan can I talk to you for a minute?" Jihoon beckoned Jeonghan over into the recording booth and he followed him quickly. "What happened?" Jihoon whispered as soon as they closed the door behind them. "We totally kissed! Finally!" Jeonghan giggled as he did a little dance. "Check this out!" He pulled his shirt aside to show Jihoon the red mark on his collarbone.

"What about the girlfriend?" Jihoon asked and Jeonghan twirled around again. "Gone! Totally gone!" He wrapped his arms around the music producer squirming out of his grasp and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "That's good. I'm glad you're happy." Jihoon smiled at Jeonghan's joy. It was infectious.

"I wish I could fire you..." Jisoo was seething with anger as he and Seungcheol stared each other down. "Well you can't. And I'm not going anywhere." Seungcheol stared Jisoo down. "My feelings for him are real. And I can assure you they aren't going to get in the way of me doing my job. So can we please just try to get along?"

Seungcheol bent down and picked up the kitten clawing at his jeans and scratched him behind the ear. "He's been like a different person since you came along." Jisoo frowned and suddenly Seungcheol started to laugh. "So? Maybe that's a good thing. He's finally working out who he really is. As an artist and as a man. It's time for Jeonghan to grow up Jisoo. Can't you see that? And we need to get along because he still needs you too."

Seungcheol's honestly and earnestness shone through his handsome face and Jisoo's petulance wavered. "Truce?" Seungcheol held his hand out and Jisoo took a deep breath. "Truce," he conceded as he shook Seungcheol's hand firmly.