Wooyoung jolts awake.

He sits up and clutches at his chest, breathing heavily.

"What the fuck..." He gasps, looking around the room to see everyone is still sleeping.

His heart is beating so fast. He knows he won't be able to go back to sleep so he decides to go down to the café to grab a snack or something to calm his nerves.

Wooyoung waves and sends a small smile to the woman at the desk as he passes to the small little café in the lobby. He looks at the shelves for a while before deciding on a bag of cookies and a soda. He pays and sits down to eat.

"Rough night?"

Wooyoung turns to see the same beautiful man from before. Even at 4am he still looks stunning.

"Yeah. Just a bad dream," Wooyoung replies to the man who is weirdly everywhere.

"You know... you should get out while you can."

"Excuse me?" Wooyoung is really confused now.

"Yunho. He doesn't exactly have a heart to give anymore so you should probably leave before he leaves you."

Everything stops for Wooyoung. Time. Sound. His heart. Existence.

"W-what?" He chokes out, at a loss for words.

The man stands and walks to him without breaking eye contact. His eyes then slowly trail up and down Wooyoung's body.

"He could never love you."

The man walks out and Wooyoung's eyes blur. He gets up, leaving his snack, and bolts through the lobby for the elevator and collides with Yunho's chest.

"Hey, what happened?" Yunho asks worriedly. He bends down to look at Wooyoung's face and sees the tears fall.

"Baby, what happened?"

"This... this man! He-" A sob tears from Wooyoung's throat.

"Baby, look at me. Just breathe, Baby. Breathe, please. You're making me worried." Yunho pulls Wooyoung in to cradle him into his chest.

"He t-told me to leave. H-He told me to leave you."

"What? But... that doesn't make any sense." Yunho strokes the back of Wooyoung's head to try and soothe him.

"He did! A-And he knew your name and h-he said that-" Wooyoung chokes on his words and sobs again.

"What do you mean... he knew my name?" Yunho asks slowly.

"He said your name Yunho!" Wooyoung is almost hysterical. Yunho pulls away to look at him.

"What did this man look like?"

Wooyoung furrows his brows. "I don't know. Pretty. He had long hair to his shoulders. He was kind of tall."

Yunho grabs Wooyoung's hand and basically drags him to the elevator.

"Yunho, what's going on?" Wooyoung asks when he sees Yunho jamming the elevator button while looking around.

"Baby, if you see this man again, don't say anything to him. Just walk away. Do you understand?"

"What? I- Yunho, what's going on?"

Yunho pulls him into the elevator and grabs his chin to make sure their eyes meet. "Never talk to him again. Never. Do you understand?"

Wooyoung nods at the commanding tone out of instinct, but he still has so many questions... "Who is he, Yunho?"

"Hyunjin. He is very unstable and you need to stay away from him."

"Hyunjin? Who the fuck is Hyunjin?"

Yunho's lip curls in a snarl and he slams his fist against the metal wall. "He's the fucking reason I moved here! He's my ex and you should never believe anything he says."

Wooyoung is scared now. Is Yunho going to pull away from him again? What's going to happen?

"Yunho..." Wooyoung clings to his arm, his heart racing again and tears coming to his eyes.

The older chews on his bottom lip, then pulls Wooyoung into a crushing hug while pressing his lips to the top of his head. "Don't worry. I'll protect you."

A small bit of warmth fills Wooyoung at those words and he fists the back of Yunho's shirt. They return to the hotel room to see everyone is still asleep. Yunho gently guides Wooyoung to the bed and lays him down to tuck him in before sliding in himself.

Yunho pulls Wooyoung against him and holds him as close as he can. Wooyoung doesn't know if he should be happy Yunho suddenly became possessive of him, or worried.

He feels Yunho press his lips to his head and mumble to himself. "It's gonna be okay. We're gonna be okay. We have to be okay."

Wooyoung's heart cracks a little hearing that. He hugs Yunho as tightly as he can. If only they could meld into one...

Wooyoung is struck again by his overwhelming feelings for the man before him. He has never felt so secure before. So safe. So at ease...

"What happened?" Wooyoung asks, voice soft and timid.

Yunho is so silent for a minute, Wooyoung thinks he fell asleep.

"He's my ex. We were together for three years. I fell out of love with him when I realized how manipulative he was. Always saying he would die without me. When I broke up with him, he told me he was going to kill himself. I didn't believe him. The next thing I know, I'm getting a call from a fucking mental hospital saying he slit his wrists."

Wooyoung feels tears drip from Yunho onto his face.

"He was under psych evaluation and they called because he was asking for me. I got scared so... I left. I bounced around a few places for a couple of months before settling here. I mean, what kind of person does that? What kind of person would gamble with their own life just to make someone stay with them?"

Wooyoung doesn't know what to say. Instead, he tries to tighten his grip on the older.

In a way, this explains why Yunho kept trying to tell Wooyoung not to stop traveling and keep living his life...

"I didn't know he'd been released... how... how did he find me?" Yunho whispers, his voice trembling a little.

"I don't know," Wooyoung says. "Promise me you won't push me away anymore."

"Baby, if I push you away, he will hurt you. I'm not going to let him manipulate me anymore."

Wooyoung looked up to meet Yunho's eyes. "I won't let him hurt you." He says with a strength he didn't realize he had.

Yunho tries to smile. "Feisty little baby, aren't you?"

Wooyoung gives him a sad smile back and leans up to kiss Yunho. It was the softest kiss they have shared yet. No rush. Until...

"Seriously Yunho? You bust my balls about sex when you can hear it! Shut up!" Mingi snaps.

"I'm gonna kill him," Yunho grumbles.

Wooyoung just smiles at him and snuggles close. He loves this feeling. He doesn't know why, doesn't know how, though he does know that it's absolutely crazy, but... being here, in Yunho's arms, he feels like he's home.

Yunho and Mingi are the last ones to wake up the next morning, but when they do, it's to the sound of Seonghwa and Yeosang fucking in the shower. Yunho grumbles when he sits up and Wooyoung has to admit he looks really cute. The older lays back down once more to snuggle into Wooyoung's stomach. After a moment of calm, he jolts back up at lightning speed with wide eyes.

"Bro," Yunho says to get Mingi's attention. "Hyunjin is here."

Mingi sits up confused. "Hyunjin? As in Hyunjin, Hyunjin?"

"Wait," Wooyoung cuts in. "I thought you met Mingi after you got to London."

"I did. But he knows what happened before I did."

"Hyunjin is here?" Mingi asks once more. "Are you sure it's him?"

"He approached Wooyoung..." Yunho says, sounding almost scared.

"What?" Mingi looks at Wooyoung with shock and worry. "What did he do? Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry to interrupt but what the hell is going on?" San says, throwing his hands up to stop the conversation.

"Long story," Mingi answers dismissively. "What did he do?" He asks Wooyoung.

"He told me to leave Yunho. That he doesn't have a heart anymore or some shit like that."

Mingi gets up and pounds on the bathroom door. "SEONGHWA! We've got a problem!"

They hear Seonghwa turn off the shower and he comes out naked and still dripping wet.

"Dude... I was getting the best blow of my life," Seonghwa scolds.

"Hyunjin is here."

"Hyunjin? As in Hyunjin, Hyunjin?" Seonghwa gasps.

"Okay, this is getting really annoying," San growls.

"He's here?" Seonghwa looks to Yunho, who has started to lose a little color. Wooyoung reaches over to take his hand, eyes never leaving the man's face.

"Yunho?" he whispers.

Yunho starts breathing heavy and it starts to make Wooyoung nervous. This Hyunjin guy really fucked him up. Seonghwa runs back into the bathroom and grabs a towel before coming back out.

Mingi comes to sit next to Yunho when he notices him panicking. "Yunho! You need to breathe, buddy. He can't hurt you anymore."

Wooyoung can't watch this. He can't watch Yunho have a panic attack like this. He climbs into Yunho's lap and pulls him into his chest.

"Breathe, Baby. Please. Focus on my breathing. Focus on my heart. Please breathe, Baby."

Yunho instantly hugs him back, inhaling so deeply, his eyelids start to flutter. Wooyoung notices Mingi and Seonghwa exchanging a glance, but he pushes it aside to keep whispering in Yunho's ear.

"You're alright. Just focus on me. It's okay. You're okay."

He feels Yunho's hands fisting the back of his hoodie and it makes a small smile twitch on his lips.

"That's it. You're alright. I'm right here."

Yunho finally calms down after a moment. He knows they are being watched but he can't find it in him to care.

"Can someone explain?" Yeosang asks gently.

"My ex found me."

"He found you?" San asks next. "What does that mean?"

"I left him in a mental hospital," Yunho says. "He slit his wrists when I broke up with him. Claims it was my fault for leaving. He always did whatever he could to make me feel guilty, or manipulate me into doing what he wanted. What kind of person does that?"

San gasps in shock. "He really tried to put his death on you to make you feel bad for leaving him? That's so fucked!"

"Yeah... he'd threatened it when we were together a few times, but..." Yunho lifts his head so he can look at Wooyoung.

Only at Wooyoung.

His voice drops a little when he speaks again, "I knew being with him wasn't right. We didn't... fit together anymore."

Wooyoung swallows the lump in his throat and slowly tightens his grip on Yunho.

"He approached Wooyoung last night."

"He what?!" San is standing now. "Woo! What happened?"

Wooyoung was still looking at Yunho. "He told me to leave Yunho. That he would leave me first if I didn't."

Yunho and Wooyoung watch as tears build up in each other's eyes. It's so raw and emotional, full of unspoken words, unspoken desires.

"He's not going to get either of them," Mingi says to calm San down. "You have an army behind you now, Yunho."

Wooyoung shivers a little at the words, though he still doesn't break the eye contact. Yunho ends up breaking it first, looking to Mingi with relief and gratitude. "Thank you, Min."

"I suppose we should look at getting you into a different hotel." Seonghwa frowns. "There's one with security over by me. You even need a key just to get into the lobby."

"No," Yunho says. "Wooyoung is staying with me. I'm not letting him out of my sight again."

Wooyoung is almost relieved Yunho said that. He didn't want to leave him alone either.

"Well... San? Want to come with me?" Mingi asks.

The younger still has a worried look on his face, but he manages a small smile. "Yeah. That sounds good."

"Yeosang?" Seonghwa asks, getting a nod in agreement.

The three friends pack their stuff with the help of their partners and get ready to leave. Yunho doesn't leave Wooyoung's side more than a foot, and if he does, it's not for longer than a few seconds. If it wasn't for the situation, Wooyoung would love every second of the attention.

Secretly, he still does.

He loves feeling needed and wanted. He loves seeing Yunho be so protective over him. He loves...

Wooyoung loves him.

How is that possible? Love? He only met the man two days ago. The whole way to Yunho's house, Wooyoung is stuck in his head until the older is leading him inside.

"Are you hungry?" Wooyoung asks quietly.

Yunho nods his head. Wooyoung finds his way to the kitchen and starts preparing some food. He hears Yunho shuffle in behind him and feels him wrap his arms around his waist.

"I didn't mean for this to happen."

"I know, Baby. But at least you know you're not alone," Wooyoung says to reassure him.

Yeah. Wooyoung loves him. With every fiber of his being.

Yunho stays glued to his back while Wooyoung cooks, as if it would hurt too much for him to be away from the younger. When the food is ready, a simple fried rice with spam and eggs, they curl up on Yunho's surprisingly big and comfy couch and end up watch Harry Potter. It makes Wooyoung fall for him even more because he had yet to find someone who shares his passion for the series.

But there's still something nagging at him, and he can't put it off any longer. "Yunho, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, Baby."

"How did you meet Hyunjin?" Wooyoung asks with curiosity.

Yunho pauses for a moment trying to find the right words to explain. "He was my first sub. We started dating and I loved him. But then he started... He was acting so weird. We fell asleep once watching a movie, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, he was just... staring at the blank screen. He would have these fits if I left the house. Even to go to work. It was like he couldn't function without me. We used to go to this BDSM club and another sub asked if we would be interested in a threesome. Hyunjin lost it and started screaming. He even went as far as to lunge at the poor sub. He always had some... excuse to make me stay."

"That sounds... intense. I'm sorry he did that to you," Wooyoung says softly.

"I should have seen the signs earlier, but..."

"You loved him," Wooyoung finishes for him.

Yunho looks down and nods. Wooyoung gives him a few minutes to say something else. When he doesn't, the younger bites his lower lip before speaking again. "Sooooo, a BDSM club? What's that?"

"Uh, it's a kink club where people go to have sex," Yunho says it as if it was supposed to be obvious.

"There's clubs like that?" Wooyoung asks as he cleans up the dishes.

"Yeah. A buddy of mine, who I later found out was a sub, asked if I would go with him. I remember walking around and seeing people in leather and harnesses and there was a couple literally having sex on a couch. I got into it and it's where I met Hyunjin. We trained in the lifestyle together."

"That so interesting. Do you still go?" Wooyoung asks.

"A friend of mine owns a club here in London. I went a lot at first but not so much anymore."

"What about Mingi and Seonghwa?" Wooyoung asks.

"They went with me a couple of times, but it wasn't really their thing. They aren't as... hardcore as I am. It's actually part of why Seonghwa and Hongjoong broke up. Hongjoong wanted to join the lifestyle and Hwa didn't."

Wooyoung's lips quirk to the side and he fights a smile. "Looks like I made the right choice."

Yunho returns his gaze with hungry eyes. "So did I."

The younger shivers and forces himself to look away purely so he has an excuse to breathe for a moment. He chooses to focus on washing the dishes instead.

"So... all of that stuff we did was BDSM?" Wooyoung asks.

Yunho leans back against the counter next to the sink and crosses his arms across his wide chest.

"Baby, we have barely scratched the surface."

Wooyoung feels his face heat and he knows he is glowing red. Yunho smirks when he notices Wooyoung fidget in his place.

"Do you want to try something with me, Baby Girl?"

"Always, Daddy," Wooyoung says immediately, wiggling a little more.

Yunho chuckles at him and nods to the dishes. "You can finish that later. Go wait in the living room."

Yunho's tone is demanding, but not harsh. Wooyoung guesses it's the order of a dom and it makes him shiver in delight. He rushes into the living room and watches as Yunho walks into the bedroom for a moment then return with something in his hands.

"Strip," Yunho says. Wooyoung gets out of his clothes as quickly as he can, not caring about the mess. He looks up and sees Yunho isn't even looking at him. He's... putting another movie on?

"Daddy? What do I do now?" Yunho doesn't even glance at him as he tells him to bend over the so couch. So, Wooyoung does as he's told.

Yunho walks up behind Wooyoung and presses something wet and hard against his hole. When the dom starts pushing it in, he realizes it's a plug. It takes a few minutes, some lube, and some stretching, but once Yunho has settled it inside the younger, he sits down and pulls Wooyoung to lay across his lap. He feels the tip brush against his prostate and he moans.

That's when the vibrations start.

"We are going to test your self-control. If you can finish the movie without coming, Daddy will reward you. If you do come, you're in for a long and hard punishment, Baby Girl."

"What?" Wooyoung's eyes go wide as he leans up to look at the older. "Th-that's impossible!"

Yunho smirks at him. "If you're going to be curious about what I like, then I find the best way to teach is to dive right in. Are you okay with that?"

"Yes," Wooyoung finds himself saying right away.

"Then lay back down, Princess."

Wooyoung swallows and gets comfortable laying across the dom's lap once more. Luckily the vibrator is on a very low setting.

Yunho hums and gently rubs Wooyoung's ass. "Good girl. Now, we will use the color system. If it gets to be too much and you don't think you can continue, say yellow. If you can't continue at all, then say red. Green means you're good to go. Sound good?"

"Yes, Daddy," Wooyoung hums.

"Color?"

"Green."

Yunho pets Wooyoung's head gently. "Good girl. Now, watch the movie."

Yunho ups the vibrations one more level.

"A-aahh!!!" He clenches his fists and presses his face into the couch.

"Your-ah! You trying to... to make me lose." Wooyoung whimpers out. Wooyoung wants to be good. He wants to prove he can do it. To Yunho and to himself. So, he tries to keep his hips from grinding into Yunho's lap. He tries to focus on the movie. But when Yunho presses a button to make the vibrations higher, Wooyoung can't stop his hips from grinding down.

"Color?" Yunho asks.

"G-green," Wooyoung manages to get out. He inhales deeply through his nose. They still have half the movie to go. He can do this.

"I can feel you dripping on my leg, Baby Girl."

Wooyoung moans again, knowing that Yunho is entirely right.

"Is someone getting worked up?" Yunho chuckles, gently rubbing Wooyoung's ass again, careful not to squeeze the bruises still very prominent on his perfect skin.

"D-Daddy..." Wooyoung moans and bites his lip.

"You're doing good, so good, Princess." Yunho murmurs.

"Daddy, please..."

"No, Baby. I'm trying to train you. What if one day I decide to stick a vibrating plug in you while we are in public? What are you going to do then?" Yunho asks. He slips a finger in between Wooyoung's cheeks to press the base of the plug causing Wooyoung to try and pull away. "If you want to come, then come."

"No!" Wooyoung hisses out. "I'm going to be good for Daddy and finish the movie." He manages to get out in one breath.

"But you are good, Baby. So good. Go ahead." Yunho presses harder on the plug. "I know your right on the edge."

Wooyoung knows Yunho is baiting him. He wasn't giving permission, Yunho is testing him.

Wooyoung grits his teeth, then realizes he has something he can focus on.

Yunho said 'one day'... 'one day,' as if he was thinking about a future together with the two of them.

The very idea has Wooyoung heart pounding in his chest and he settles into Yunho's lap with a hidden smile.

'One day.'

Wooyoung loves the thought of 'one day' so much.

All of a sudden, the buzzing stops. Wooyoung looks at Yunho in confusion.

"Movie's over, Baby." Yunho says with a small smile. Wooyoung doesn't know why but he laughs. He did it! He made it almost 2 hours without orgasming! Yunho leans down to kiss his head.

"So proud of you, Baby Girl. Now you get your reward." Yunho stands Wooyoung up and guides him into the bedroom. He pushes Wooyoung over and pulls out the plug.

He helps Wooyoung climb to the center of the bed then leaves the room. He comes back with that same pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.

"Let's play with your senses a little, Baby."

"How are we going to do that?" Wooyoung asks even as Yunho guides him to lay down by pushing on his chest.

"You'll see." Yunho says gently. He grabs Wooyoung's wrists and cuffs them above his head. "It's very important you stay still. If you can't, I'll have to tie your legs down."

Wooyoung blushes a little and nods in understanding. This earns him a kiss on the lips before Yunho fastens the blindfold around his eyes. "Can you see anything?"

"No, Daddy." Wooyoung wiggles a little to settle in and waits for Yunho to make the next move.

He waits. He doesn't hear anything and he doesn't feel anything. Did Yunho leave him here? He did say he would pretend he wasn't there. But this is a reward, right? Suddenly there's a freezing sensation around his dick and he moans loudly.

Yunho had gone down on him but he can't figure out why his mouth is so cold. Until he feels an ice cube rub over his nipple.

"Ah- Daddy!" Wooyoung moans loudly. Yunho pulls up off him when his mouth warms up a little.

"Color baby?"

"Green."

Wooyoung can feel the melted ice leaving cold trails across his body. Yunho keeps moving the ice down until it rests against his pelvis at the base of his dick.

"This is called temperature play. What do you think, Baby Girl?"

Wooyoung shivers as another ice cube is dragged across his stomach. "I-I- ahh!!" He cries out when one is pressed to the tip of his cock.

"I'd say your little clit here likes it." Yunho hums.

Each time he asks again, he touches the ice somewhere that makes Wooyoung gasp or cry out and unable to answer.

His neck, his nipples, his lips and into his mouth to suck, and finally into his hole when the plug is pulled out.

Wooyoung tries to pull away from it but he doesn't get far. Yunho swats his thigh.

"Don't try to fight it, Baby. Don't make me tie you down." Yunho threatens.

"Dadd-dy, fuck me! Please I can't-I-I can't," Wooyoung stutters out. His dick is so hard its hurting. Yunho just shushes Wooyoung.

"We will get to it, Baby Girl. I want to play with your clit more."

Wooyoung whines and tugs at the handcuffs keeping his hands trapped above his head.

The ice was making him delirious. The cold, the wet, the sting.... And Yunho just adds to it by breathing hotly on the spots when he removes the ice cubes.

And oh, he just loves dragging the cubes up and down Wooyoung's cock or leaving them on his balls until they hurt from the cold.

"D-Daddyyyyy!!"

"Color?"

Wooyoung whimpers and thinks about it. "G-Green, but please!!"

"Okay, Baby. Daddy will take care of you."

Wooyoung hears a clink from the ice dropping somewhere. He feels Yunho press the head of his cock to his hole and push in. The moan he lets out is loud even to his own ears. When Yunho bottoms out all Wooyoung can think of is touching him.

"Daddy, please uncuff me. I want to touch you, please!" Wooyoung begs.

"I don't know, Princess. Have you been a good girl? Do you think you deserve to touch me?" Yunho teases.

"I didn't come, Daddy! I held it! Please, Daddy, I was good!" Wooyoung continues to beg, getting desperate now.

Yunho sits there for a second, then his thumbs brush across Wooyoung's nipples.

"Daddy!!" He gasps, arching his back off the bed.

Then there's a click and the handcuffs fall away from his wrists.

"Keep the blindfold on." Yunho orders before he starts thrusting into Wooyoung's tight hole at a rapid pace.

Wooyoung moans loudly, throwing his arms around the older and dragging his nails down his large, muscular back.

He hears Yunho hiss in his ear at the feeling of his nails dragging down his back. With each thrust the air is punched out of Wooyoung. He is almost tipping over his edge when Yunho reaches down and grabs the base of his dick to stop his orgasm.

"Ah-Daddy, no please! I'm good, please! I'm a good girl." Wooyoung begs again.

"You come with me, Baby Girl. Just a little longer."

Wooyoung digs his nails into Yunho's back harder as Yunho's hips stutter.

"Now, Baby," and as soon as Yunho releases his cock his Wooyoung's mind blanks as he comes.

Yunho rolls his hips, prolonging both of their orgasm for as long as possible.

"Good girl. My good little girl." Yunho purrs, gently rubbing Wooyoung's head to soothe him.

Wooyoung whimpers, his eyelids fluttering a little as his mind goes fuzzy. "Daaa..." he whispers.

"Shhhhh, you're alright. You did so good for me." Yunho takes off the blindfold and kisses his eyelids, then places a few kisses over the rest of the younger's face.

Wooyoung feels Yunho pull out and get out of the bed. He hears water running before the bed dips next to him again.

"Come on, Baby. Let's get you in the bath."

Wooyoung thinks he nods his head as he feels Yunho scoop him up and holds him close while walking them to the bathroom. Next thing Wooyoung knows, he's sitting in water with Yunho sitting behind him pressing kisses to his back.

"I was good, right Daddy?" Wooyoung asks with a small whine.

"So good, Baby. I'm so proud of you. Making Daddy so happy."

Wooyoung smiles to himself at the praise he's receiving.

"You make me happy too, Daddy. So very happy." Wooyoung hums, then moans a little when Yunho starts to massage his arms.

Soft kisses answer him. Kisses that seem to speak louder than words, though Wooyoung doesn't want to get his hopes up.

But they end up spending a long time simply kissing in the bath.

Yunho holds him so tight, a protective shield of warmth and security.

The longer Wooyoung sits in Yunho's arms, the more he wants to stay in London. Maybe go to school and settle down.

What is this man doing to him?

"You ready to get out, Baby? We can head to the shop or are you too tired?"

"I'm tired," Wooyoung says.

Yunho climbs out of the tub and dries off. He wraps a towel around his waist and helps Wooyoung out to dry him off too.

"Stay here and sleep baby. I know that might have been a little overwhelming on your senses." Yunho says.

He walks Wooyoung into the bedroom and gets him tucked in to bed. Yunho places a kiss on his forehead before walking to the walk-in closet to get dressed.

Yeah, Wooyoung is falling in love with this man.

"Where are you going?" He asks, pushing himself up with his hands.

"I'm just going to run and get some food. I don't keep a whole lot here so I know we need some more. Do you have any requests?" Yunho shrugs on a hoodie and then grabs a ball cap.

Wooyoung frowns a little. "Stay..."

The older gives him a smile and comes over to kiss the top of his head. "Sleep, Sweetheart. I won't be long and then I'll come cuddle, I promise."

Wooyoung snuggles back into the blankets. "I will take some chicken," Wooyoung pouts.

Yunho smiles softly and walks out of the house to go pick up some food, anxious to get back home as quickly as possible.