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Unknown : “Didn’t I fucking tell you to change the choreography?”

Shin sighed as he looked at his phone, he sat there on the dressing table – drenched in sweat.

His solo fancon had just ended very successfully but….

Someone out there was not quite happy with some parts of it.

Three hours before:

“Did you know the director is coming to watch the show tonight?”

“Really?”

“But…he has rarely come to watch artist concerts then why?”

“I don’t know….”

Shin sat there in front of the mirror as he heard two staff members talk about their company director – Saint.

He sighed as he sipped his smoothie, “Why is he coming now?”

Not like he cared but he was curios, since when did he start mattering so much?

‘Don’t think so highly of yourself, you are everything because of me…’ Words ringed in his ears but Shin shook them off.

“Focus Shin…” He breathed as the make up artist approached to do the final touch-ups.

The first performance went out smoothly, the opening was heavy rock and quite upbeat just the way Shin liked. No sign of Saint anywhere.

“Maybe they were wrong…” Shin chuckled as he put on the black shirt for his next performance.

This one – however, was a sensual performance – a sultry song, exposed chest, dancers everywhere.

The lines, “Touch me like never before, in places no one else does…” Yeah, they were enough to send shivers down the spine.

Female back up dancers crowded around Shin – one touching his exposed chest, another leaning onto him, whereas the third one roaming her hands on his thighs.

Shin lifted his gaze for a moment and there he was – Saint. Sitting in the first row, his expression agitated, a hint of disappointment which he covered well with that charismatic smile of his. 

“he’s here…” Shin thought but he kept his cool and carried on with the performance.

Shin could feel Saint’s gaze onto him, his presence so sharp that all of a sudden all the other audience disappeared. The spotlight was on Shin, highlighting his beautiful makeup, while he danced and Saint glared at him.

The next performance was a solo singing performance, a slow and ballad song. Shin nailed the high note as he left the audience in awe, they clapped and so did Saint.

Shin’s heart was racing, it was not like he had never performed on stage but it was Saint. His heartbeat fastened because of Saint, was he scared of Saint?

No…he wasn’t. But he wasn’t relaxed about him either, he knew what Saint possessed over him and what he owed him. 

It was the last performance, Shin wore a sleeveless crop top exposing his slutty waist – the ones Saint loved to kiss, he had adorned them with silver chains and charms.

This was a collab performance with another big artist in the industry – Pat. A duet song, another sensual choreography. Shin’s heart thundered fast, but he went on.

When Pat’s hand roamed onto Shin’s exposed waist and he pulled him closer, he looked at Saint – from the corner of his eyes.

Saint sat there motionless, just quietly observing.

Shin shouldn’t have, he shouldn’t have held Pat’s hand in the end, he should’ve changed the choreography. If he just had one fucking idea that Saint was going to come, he would’ve changed it all.

The performance ended as Pat and Shin hugged and Shin bid Pat goodbye from the stage, he thanked the fans, took some photographs and left the stage himself.

It was the end…..

Or the beginning?

The present:

Unknown : Didn’t I fucking tell you to change the choreography?”

Shin sat their looking at his phone, trying to think of a reply but before his fingers could move his phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Do you think these silly little fucking antics of you do something to me?” The unknown voice said

Shin inhaled, “It was just a choreography….”

“I don’t fucking care, they touched you….In places where only I can…”

“P’Saint….” Shin continued but he was interrupted

“12. You already know where. Be a minute late and I’ll do worse than I already plan to….”

The call ended.

“P’Shin…” Pat walked in, his timing worst.

Shin inhaled, then exhaled, “Yeah?”

“You’re coming to the afterparty with the crew right?”

“Oh yeah…the afterparty…umm…” Shin checked the clock, it was 11, the bar was nearby and he still had time, so he agreed, “Yeah, I will but I might leave earlier….”

“Umm…okay…”

He changed his clothes, wore his grey coat, blue denims and left the venue. The crew chatted happily, giggles and relaxed talks all around but Shin – he felt restrained.

The venue was lit, they had already booked a table as they placed their orders.

Three martinis, two shots and a bottle of whiskey.

Shin took in one glass, Pat encouraged him to take in another, he did. Then the third glass, fourth and soon he was so drunk that he lost track of time.

“Congratulations! Cheers!” He screamed as he clinked glasses with everyone.

It was 1 am already….everyone drunk and dead.

“Phi…How are you going back?” Pat asked

“I will manage…but first let me have another glass….” Shin was about to swallow one more shot but Pat stopped him.

“Enough phi…lets go home….” He said as he lifted Shin up

“I’ll take him home…” A voice familiar to both of them, so alarming that Shin got awakened, his eyes widened as he saw the man in front of him.

Tall figure, broad shoulders, relaxed stance with an expression which hid layers only Shin could understand.

Shin immediately shook Pat’s hand off his waist, Pat raised an eyebrow, he could sense something was heavy in the air but he wasn’t the kind to butt in.

“Then…I’ll take my leave….” He said, “Bye sir, bye P’Shin…”

“Bye bye…” Shin waved as Saint’s hand crawled up to his waist, to support him, or not exactly.

“Lets go…” he said in his usual, low but commanding voice.

Shin complied.

Saint’s driving was rash and fast as he paced through the lanes. The car ride was silent, Saint didn’t want to talk and Shin didn’t dare utter a word. Soon, they reached the destination – a huge villa, it was always that damn villa. Saint opened the door and Shin stepped down, he looked at Saint who looked away.

They entered the villa, huge, grey walls and dim lights. It smelled of riches and smoke.

“So…” Saint’s hand grabbed Shin’s chin, “Where did they touch you?” His voice calm but Shin knew what was to come.

“P’Saint….” Shin didn’t even try resist cause he knew, he knew it all.

“Shin….stop it, I have warned you so many times, still you commit mistakes…” Saint’s fingers roamed onto shin’s grey coat as he removed it off.

“I….” Shin stuttered when Saint’s lips pressed onto his neck – cold and slow, “I am….”

“No use anymore Narubet, they’ve touched you and now I’ll have to claim you back…” Saint whispered as muscular hands slid behind him and lifted him up.

Shin should’ve resisted but he forgot this word a long time ago. He should’ve hated the way Saint treated him like an object that belonged to him but Shin couldn’t….

The room. It was always that darn room. The red lights, the shelves, the sound proof walls, the golden chandelier, that bed.  

Shin gulped as Saint yanked him on the bed, “Stay still….” He slowly caressed Shin’s flicks as he kissed his forehead, then tied Shin with the ropes beside his bed, removed his own shirt and climbed onto him.

“So…you know what the contract says, don’t you?” He asked as traced his fingers through Shin’s lips.

“I do…”

“Good boy…” Saying so Saint kissed the mole in between Shin’s neck. Kissed it, bit it, sucked it, marked it all red.

“I have a sched-“

“I’ll cancel…” Saint interrupted

He moved downwards as he marked Shin’s chest, then his nipples, the right one, he sucked it once, then twice, so hard that Shin teared up – but he was used to this.

Shin’s hands were tied, but his eyes, goddamn his eyes were fixed on those lips, those darn, pink lips of Saint. He had always craved to kiss them, feel them against his own, just once but he couldn’t.

Saint let him do anything but kiss him and Shin obeyed, he didn’t have any choice, fame was too darn tempting, that Shin was ready to give and take whatever it costed.

Saint took a jar filled with dark chocolate syrup out of the mini-refrigerator beside the bed, “I have told you…not to piss me off….” He said as he stirred the syrup while coming parallel to Shin’s face, “Haven’t I Shin?” He asked as his cold dark chocolate dripped fingers moved into Shin’s mouth.

“Wide!” He commanded, and Shin….

He complied.

Saint’s fingers moved inside Shin’s mouth, who covered them with saliva. Saint then poured the syrup onto Shin while he moved down licking it upwards.

He bit him in between while his tongue roamed onto his torso. The room temperature dropping. Saint smirked when Shin let out a moan.

When he was done making a mess onto Shin, he came parallel to him again, stopping just an inch away from Shin’s lips. He very well knew how much Shin was tempted to them. His chocolatey thumb pressing against his lips.

 “You should know you belong to me….Your fame, your money, everything belongs to me…” He said as his fingers caressed the latter’s cheeks.

“I….”

“Some day…I might let you taste what you crave but you have to be a good boy for that Narubet….”

“P’Saint….” Shin’s eyes could easily give away how desperate he was. His self respect was lost a long time, since the day Saint stepped into his life.

And it all began two years ago….

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Two years ago:

Shin sat in the audition room – this was his last shot. He had to do this, he had to crack that audition any way or else he would’ve lost everything.

Shin left his house when he was 19, to find fame, to find success. But things didn’t workout as he had planned and still at 22, he was not ready to give up.

“Shin Narubet….” Called the auditor

Shin walked in, and in front of him sat four people – an old lady – the writer, the male lead of that series, the producer and the person who owned it all, a man so composed that Shin forgot breathing for a second. He didn’t even fucking notice the other three, that man took away every ounce of his attention.

“Are you ready?” The producer asked and Shin was snapped out

“Umm…yeah…yes sir…” He said as he moved two steps forward.

The man in the maroon shirt smirked – intoxicating.

“Focus Narubet…” Shin shifted his gaze off that man and went on with the audition.

After a few minutes the judges thanked Shin and told him to wait for the results, Shin thanked them back and exited the room, taking one final glance at the man before he left.

The waiting room was bustling with other aspirants as Shin sat down on a lone seat, at the farthest corner of the room – he sipped his matcha while humming to a relaxed playlist.

But damn his mind went back to That one gorgeous judge….

And not more a minute later of trying to shake him off his mind, he saw him walking in the room. Towards him. The other aspirants watched in awe as the man made his way.

“Narubet Ittiwat?” He called

“Yes?” Shin responded immediately

“Please come with me for a minute….” He said and turned off to walk, Shin followed – trying his best to keep up with his long strides.

Saint took him into an isolated room, filled with pictures and a table, “I assume you know who I am, don’t you?”

“Yes, yes sir, I do.”

Saint nodded as he moved a step forward, “Look…” He said calmly, “You’re pretty good….”

“Ahh…Thank you sir…” Shin stuttered

“But….” He continued, “You might or might not match what the director is looking for…”

“Is that so….” Shin asked, disappointed

“Yeah but….” Saint added another but, “You are definitely what I am looking for…”

Shin stood there clueless, as Saint took another step closer.

“Pretty, tall, slim….” Saint’s hand slowly moved up to Shin’s neck, long fingers tracing the soft skin, then up to his cheeks, caressing and Shin….he let him. It was electric.

“Your mole….Its intoxicating….” Saint whispered, “You know Narubet…I can make you what you want….”

Shin’s eyes widened, “I….” His breath growing faster, Saint’s touch sensual.

Up close Saint was even more beautiful, he looked unreal and that voice, it was commanding in the most relaxed way.

“Sir I….”

“Go ahead Mr. Narubet, I am willing to hear your reply…” Saint said as he stepped back

Shin gulped, this man was dangerous but….

He was so fucking attractive, so fucking seductive and…

He possessed power – something that could make Shin what he desired, something that could turn his dreams into reality.

“What do I have to do?” Shin didn’t even need to think twice, how worse could it be?

Saint smirked, “As I expected….” He leaned down, matching Shin’s height, “Its simple Mr. Narubet…”

Shin listened attentively.

“You just have to have sex with me, whenever I want, wherever I want, however I want. And listen to some small orders I give, that’s it. Can you?” Straightforward as fuck and for some reason Shin found that hot, “Also you can do whatever you want but kiss me…Never do that or else….”

His fingers curled around Shin’s slender arm, “I don’t want to show you the consequences….hope you understand….”

“I…”

“Take your time…but don’t take too long, I don’t like waiting….” Saint took out his phone, “Your number….”

Shin’s fingers shivered but he still typed his number.

“Will call you tonight, be ready with the answer, either yes or no….” Saint smirked as he ruffled Shin’s hair and left.

Shin stood there, still, trying to adapt everything that just happened. His mind was a mess : a mess of desires and fear….

The clock seemed to tick a lot faster than it usually did, Shin spent the entire day lying on his bed, in the dark.

Saint could give him what he wanted….

‘Its just having sex….I can do that….’  Shin thought, ‘I can…right?’

‘He wouldn’t hurt me….he even promised to make my dream come true…’

‘Should I trust him?’

Shin’s mind was a web of thoughts, he was confused but damn he didn’t have enough time before Saint called.

Sharp at 12.

Shin picked up, “He-hello….”

“So, what do you say Mr. Narubet?”

Shin thought for another second, inhaled – fame, yeah that’s what he chose.

“Fine sir. I will do it.” He answered back

“Great, see you tomorrow. At 10.” And the call disconnected

‘Huh?’ Shin laid there motionless, what was he supposed to do?

Did he make the right choice….?

The next day:

Shin couldn’t get even an ounce of sleep, he just twisted and turned in his bed all night. When he woke up, it was still early. He prepared some breakfast for himself – just throwing some cereals in milk was enough.

And soon, it was time.

Saint – that man was punctual, a black Benz outside Shin’s condo sharp at 10.

Shin locked the door and their stood Saint, leaning against his car as he opened the door for him.

“Good morning Sir….” Shin murmured, his gaze hovering onto the white shirt Saint wore and the two buttons that he decided not to tuck, leaving his chest half exposed.

“Morning Mr. Narubet.” Saint said in his usual calm tone, “Please…” He signalled Shin to take a seat

Shin sat inside the car, “Did you have breakfast?”

“I did…sir…”

“Great, call me P’Saint….” Saint said as started the engine.

“Ok-okay Phi…” Shin stuttered, Saint was so calm but he could make Shin obey every order of his, so effortlessly.

The drive took around half an hour and there they stood outside a big, grey villa – it was magnificent and looked straight out of a Hollywood movie. Saint led him inside until they stood in front of an office which was filled with files, some pictures of sceneries and a work desk.

“Have a seat…” Saint said

Shin nodded.

“So….” Saint took out a contract, “You want to be a star and I can make you one Mr. Narubet….”

Shin gulped.

“Lets come to the point, have you ever had sex with someone?”

“I….I have…” Shin felt embarrassing, telling this to the CEO of the company he went to audition for a day before, but self-respect was already a lost case for him.

“Then….it should be easy for you, don’t you think?”

“I….But why me?” He finally managed to ask

Saint’s lips curled up into a slight smile, “You’re….” His gaze scanned Shin, “Interesting….and attractive….” He murmured

 A few moments of silence….when Saint passed him the contract.

“Sign it if you want to become a star, if not you can leave, no pressure….” Saint laid back on the chair, swirling playfully while Shin read the contract.

Shin read the contract which stated Sex partners, he read through it:

1. No kissing
2. Do not get attached
3. Be ready whenever asked.
4. Do not argue back, ever.
5. Do not ever look at other people with the eyes that you look at me with.

“Just five little rules….” Saint said, “Easy, isn’t it?”

“Umm…” Shin’s fingers shivered as he held the metallic pen, he was doing it….

And he signed.

“Good choice.” Saint said as he got up and took the contract, placing it neatly in a file.

“So….shall we do a test?” Saint asked and Shin’s heart thud a beat

“Hmm?” Shin looked lost and clueless as if he hadn’t just signed a contract sex deal with Saint.

“Come with me….” Saint’s eyes darkened as he led Shin through the hallways and into a room, the farthest corner.

It had no natural light inside – glowing in red, the temperature was cold.

Saint’s hand crawled up to Shin’s neck as he gently caressed his mole, “Don’t be scared….” He whispered, “just remember the rules, Mr. Narubet…” Saint’s breath warm against Shin’s ear.

Shin was flushed – his mind torn between desires and constraints but there wasn’t any going back now.

“No kissing, no attachments…” Saint said as his hand slid down Shin’s tee, warm and firm against his soft skin.

Shin was losing it – Saint was so darn commanding and Shin was ready to obey it all. To take it all.

“Your dreams….” Saint said, his voice velvety and low as he slowly moved closer and closer to Shin, pushing him towards the silk laden bed, “I can make them all true…..” He slowly settled on top of Shin as he sucked the mole – right in the centre of his neck.

“tempting….” He whispered

Shin closed his eyes, he didn’t have any other choice and for some reason he was liking this.

One can’t blame him either cause Saint was that addictive drug which Shin craved, his hands moved up to Saint’s back, long fingers caressing it, encouraging Saint to take off the cloth in between.

Saint scoffed as he took off his white shirt, Shin’s eyes widened – That man just didn’t have an attractive face but a fucking attractive body too, each muscle so defined, so firm that Shin couldn’t help but brush his fingers through them.

“Don’t overthink it, Shin….” Saint whispered against his ear, his hand sliding down to trace the outline of Shin’s hip. “This is exactly what you wanted, what you needed. Don’t fight it.”

“I….” Shin stopped himself, the words trapped in his throat. How could he deny it when his body was screaming for this?

Saint pulled away just enough to meet Shin’s eyes, his smirk never fading. Hands cupping Shin’s cheeks, “Don’t worry about what comes next. Just focus on right now. Focus on me.”

Shin nodded and Saint pushed him further, pinning him against the headboard.

Shin’s eyes were drunk onto Saint as Saint moved to the corner of his neck, kissing, sucking and biting. A moan escaped Shin when Saint’s teeth grazed through his soft and sensitive skin, leaving it all red.

“Sweet….” Saint whispered, “Louder….” He commanded as he straddled down, his knees parting Shin’s leg – opening them wider for himself.  His hands gripped Shin’s thighs like he had been doing this forever.

Shin’s sweat dripped through his spine as Saint’s hand moved to the chain of his jeans, pulling it down, “You’ve thought it through…right, Mr. Narubet?” He asked as he came closer to Shin’s ear.

Shin shivered, the hum of Saint’s voice felt melodious, “Hmm…” He replied and Saint kissed the mole on his ear.

“Good choice….” He slid down Shin’s pant as he moved closer to his inner thighs, placing kisses all over. He moved up his torso, stopping just near his lips – pausing for a second, a faint smirk on his face when he kissed Shin’s cheek.

‘He is so beautiful…..’ Saint thought as he marked Shin’s torso, ‘I wish I could have you….but no Saint come back to your fucking senses!’ He blinked repetitively as his hands roamed onto Shin’s torso.

Slowly the actions intensified as those attractive fingers of Thamnithit found their way inside Shin, who had started to enjoy it. Moving in an opening motion, expanding inside, Saint could hear Shin’s moans, when he pushed his fingers deeper.

After a few minutes, Saint kissed his forehead as he reached for the packet of condom on the bedside.

He tore it with his mouth – as if he had done it a lot of time. Shin’s hands reached for his wide back when Saint pounced on him again.

“Stay still…” He whispered while his knees opened Shin’s leg. As he was adjusting himself, his eyes dropped on a mole, just in the most sensitive part of Shin’s inner thigh. Saint smirked as he moved towards it, “This one’s mine…” He said as his teeth grazed through the soft skin.

“P’Saint….” Shin’s voice echoed when Saint entered inside him. He was much rougher than Shin had expected him to be.

Shin lay there like a mess while Saint did it his way, every thrust rough and dominating, he kept on pushing, “Not yet….” He whispered

Shin shivered, as repetitive chanting of Saint’s name left his lips. He was on the verge of breaking apart, of getting torn, but Saint – he still wasn’t. Soon, Shin finally lost it, as he came onto the silk sheets, Saint still inside him. Saint’s lips quivered into a smile as he kissed the corner of Shin’s chin.  

“Good work…” he finally said as he lay beside Shin after coming himself, wrapping the comforter onto him. “Your new life begins now….” Shin panted while Saint lay there for a few more minutes before getting up and putting on his clothes, then he turned to Shin, “When you feel good, come outside and have something with me. Anything specific you’d like to have?”

Shin nodded, “I am fine anything phi…” He said and Saint smiled and left.

Shin tucked on the comforter, what was that? He had never seen a man like Saint before – he was rough, dominating and intimidating a second ago but suddenly he became so caring for him….He left Shin sitting there, asking for his cuisine preference like he just hadn’t wrecked him a minute ago.

And the no kissing rule? Why couldn’t Shin kiss him? Why did Saint feel so distant even though he was so close to Shin today, something Shin would’ve never imagined. He was curious, but he knew how to keep his curiosity to himself.

Shin touched his lips, wondering if in the future Saint’s lips might ever meet his, Saint was irresistible, and Shin knew that Saint was very well aware of his own charm and knew how to use it but Saint was the key to success. And Shin craved success. For which, he was ready to do whatever it costed.

Saint being Shin’s type and Shin’s heart beating for him the second he laid his eyes on him may or may not be a factor for Shin’s agreement too.

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Back to present:

Shin’s alarm buzzed, pulling him out of his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes, he lay there alone, as always. He wasn’t even surprised anymore because he knew where Saint would be.

He stretched his arms as he wiggled out of the bed, Saint had already cleaned him up well after last night, so he put on a robe and went downstairs.

The noise of stirring and chopping came clear from the kitchen, Shin followed. He very well knew that apart from dominating and seducing him and being a very well known director Saint loved to cook. He would always cook something for Shin whenever he would take him home.

And Shin really loved that quality of Saint – it added a different charm to Thamnithit.

“Morning phi….” He said, his voice low and soft

“Hmm…morning….” Saint replied while he poured on some orange juice for Shin, “Here…”

Shin’s breathe hitched by the slight brush of fingers, it always did and Shin could never for once control it. And worse, Saint knew, yet he made Shin this way, yet he never backed down.

“I have told First to take you home….rest today and your schedule has been postponed to Thursday.”

“Oh…Okay phi.” Shin replied

It was midday already and Shin was lying on his bed, eyes closed, fingers pressing the bridge of his nose and once again he found himself imagining about the only man he always seen.

He lived in his luxurious, 3 storey condo alone. The big space sometimes felt too big, too much that it felt eerie, Shin couldn’t do anything so he would just cry – no reason, just a trail of tears flowing from his eyes. He had found success, something he always craved but he still felt lonely and empty deep down.

It was quiet, eyes closed, when his phone rang. Who could it be? Not Saint for sure because he never called other than when he needed to fuck Shin.

Shin picked up without even checking the name, “Hello?”

“Hello phi, how are you?” Pat.

“Pat…” Shin opened his eyes, “I…I am fine. How are you?”

“I am also good, yesterday night, I couldn’t drop you so just wanted to check on you.”

Shin’s lips curled up into a smile, it wasn’t very often people checked on him, “Thank you, for checking on me….”

“Always….” Pat took a pause, “By the way phi….”

“Hmm?”

“My manager happened to grab two tickets for the real boys concert…I don’t really know whom to ask out, so would you like to come with me?”

Shin’s lips curled up in a smile, he has always been a music enthusiast. Lately, he had been too busy to go anywhere, but now it felt like he needed a relapse and going out with Pat was a good idea.

Pat and Shin had bonded well over the fancon period. Even though younger, Pat was a very caring person. He’d drop Shin off whenever he could knowing very well Shin feared driving. Pat’s gentle actions made Shin hope for something from a certain someone too – Saint, but Shin knew his boundaries he knew Saint would never do that for him.

“But if you don’t want to phi….its fin-“

“No, I’ll be there.”

Shin could hear Pat’s delighted laugh over the call, “That’s great then, I’ll pick you up on Friday.”

“Hmm okay….”

“Bye bye…”

“Bye nong Pat.”

Shin’s mood had lightened up a little, the loneliness he was feeling a moment ago had subsided a bit because of Pat. But a thought kicked in, should he tell Saint?

Shin was torn, one side said he should like Saint owned his life, the other denied. Saint didn’t own him, he just owned his body for the while they were together, and Shin assumed Saint didn’t even care about him until he needed a hole to fuck and a body to kiss.

Two days seemed to pass quick and it was finally Friday evening, Saint hadn’t even called once. Shin was used to this, Saint would ghost him for days and weeks and come back randomly, in the beginning Shin used to get vulnerable, he used to blame himself but slowly he got accustomed, he realised that it is how this was supposed to be. He wasn’t anything more to Saint, he could never be but deep down there was a hope which used to light up whenever Saint would be inside him or when he would cook for him.

Shin was walking through his closet trying to pick an outfit, his eyes stopped on the white sheer top, finger tracing it before finally picking it up to wear.

Pat was here just in time, “Hi phi, how are you?” He greeted Shin with the usual warm smile he’d give.

“I am great, Nong Pat. You look really good.” Shin said, glancing at pat who wore a yellow sweatshirt.

“Thank you phi, you look….” Pat’s eyes roamed onto him for a second, before resting on to his plump lips, “Beautiful.” He said and Shin smiled – after so long Shin had genuinely smiled.

“Shall we get going?”

“Yeah….lets go…” Shin said, unable to hide an ear to ear grin.

As he settled down in the car and was about to put on his seat belt, a message came:

“Come here, as soon as you can.” The contact name was unknown again but Shin knew who it was very well.

His smile faded, as fingers brushed through the screen, “Everything alright phi?” Pat asked

“Umm…yeah…its nothing.”

“Okay.”

Shin didn’t know what he was supposed to do, should he deny Pat – he didn’t want to but Saint, he couldn’t avoid Saint.

“Okay.” He replied

“Nong Pat…” He turned to him, looking agitated, “I am sorry…” He began, “But I havwe some real urgent work to do. I think I’ll have to get off here.”

Pat stopped the car on the side and turned to Shin, “But phi….” One could see the disappointment in his eyes which he tried covering with concern, “Is everything alright?”

“Well…I cant really explain but yeah its all good. But I really have an urgent errand to run, I am so sorry.” Shin said as he opened to door.

“I can drop you off…”

“Its okay….” Shin felt his muscles aching, he knew what he did was rude and maybe hurt Pat and he genuinely never wanted that but he was not the one in control here.

Shin felt bad, he felt really guilty as if he had betrayed someone. He walked through the night streets and there stood the black car in front of his house, waiting for him.

The ride was tense when the driver dropped him off in front of the house. Shin walked in, wiping his tears away – even he didn’t know why his eyes teared up, because he felt too bound, he felt trapped or because he upset Pat?

Shin walked inside and there Saint was sitting on the couch, “Phi….”

Saint turned, “Come here….”

Shin walked up to him, steps trembling and when he reached, he was pulled down without a word – onto Saint’s lap.

“You wore this for him?” Saint asked as muscular arms wrapped around Shin’s waist.

Shin didn’t answer.

“Do you think I wouldn’t know?” Saint’s tone wasn’t angry. That made it worse – because it meant he didn’t care enough to be jealous, only enough to possess.

“I just….” Shin found it hard to answer, “I want….”

“You belong to me Shin….” Again that calm and cool tone which was enough to make Shin obey every word, “You can’t walk away…”

Shin held back tears as he inhaled deep, “Why did you call me phi?”

Saint’s lips curled up into a smile, “Just to remind you whom you belong to.”

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Shin’s birthday week was finally here, he had been attending events tirelessly – A talk show, two fansigns and a birthday project. Yet, he was enthusiastic to attend more events, he loved how much the fans loved him.

He lay on his couch, scrolling through his phone. It was 11:56, still four minutes before Shin turned 25, the time seemed to pass slowly.

11:57

11:58

11:59

12:00

Message arrived.

Shin’s eyes widened, who cared about him so much to message him sharp at 12? His manager? But she was outskirts, she had already dropped him a wish earlier with an apology for not being able to be there for his special day.

His fans? Well, no fan had his private contact.

Pat? Could be….

Saint? Shin smirked, 3 years….Its been three years and never once had Saint personally wished hm. All he would get on his birthdays was an exquisite bouquet with a card, something a typical worker-boss relationship would expect but they were not just that….

Shin couldn’t wait as he opened the message, “I am waiting outside.” Was all it said. No wishes, no contacts, no greetings….

Such messages were something typically Saint would send, but they hadn’t contacted each other for over a fortnight. Saint was in Europe for a business trip and Shin had no one else he would expect to see. Ever since that night when Saint fucked him on the couch, just to remind who he belonged to….Shin hadn’t seen or heard anything from him.

Shin peeked out of the window and all he could see was the empty streets and the flickering streetlights. Thinking of it as a prank Shin decided to head to his room when he got another message, the same number.

“Wasn’t I clear enough in the previous message?” Shin raised an eyebrow, that was a very Saint-like thing for someone to text.

‘Maybe he….’ His thoughts ran wild, what if Saint had actually come to see Shin, to wish him? Maybe things were changing between them? Maybe Saint was softening to him. ‘It can’t be….’ Shin sighed again as he picked up an umbrella, not because it was raining but because he was a star with no bodyguards around and people are no good.

He walked outside, his flip flops on, when he saw the black Benz…Saint’s black Benz parked around 200 meters from his house. No wonder he couldn’t see anything from his window.

Shin gulped, his hands getting sweaty as he moved slow and steady unlike his heartbeat which was tangoing and beating faster than an F1 race car on the final lap. The headlight was still on and Shin had to squint his eyes to walk past it. He knocked on the window, chilly and fogged and when the barrier of the black glass was removed, he saw the most exquisite side profile he had ever seen. The one he had been seeing all these past years.

Shin heaved, “P’Saint….”

“Get in.” Saint commanded and Shin, he had already lost it all when he saw Saint in that grey tank top.

“Uh…okay.” Of course he agreed, no way he would deny something his heart had always been wanting even though he wasn’t sure whether it was real or dream.

“Happy birthday.” Saint said while his hands gripped the steering, “Didn’t expect you to look so….sleepy on your special day.”

Shin’s lips curled up in a smile, and his heart had won that F1 race and was now doing victorious laps. He didn’t dare look at Saint because he knew he wont be able to handle all of that, when he looked at himself, He was wearing his baby pink night suit and looking like an eight year old who was about to go to bed.

“Thank you!” He said while his fingers flicked in nervousness, “And I was about to go to bed so…”

“Still pretty.” Saint murmured when he took the left turn but it was pretty inaudible to Shin was staring at the exposed biceps – the ones he held onto when Saint would fuck the shit out of him and he would sleep like a baby in his embrace.

The drive was pretty long than Shin had expected, it was definitely not Saint’s villa, so where was he taking Shin?

“So phi….where are we going?”

No answer – typical Saint behaviour. Shin didn’t know what else to do, so he just stared out of the window until he dozed off. Saint looked at him, just subtly, when his lips curled up slightly before going back to his stern expression.

Long fingers brushed on the black strands of Shin’s silky black hair, Shin could feel them even in his sleep and he was sure or at least he hoped it was Saint, he knew the touch.

“Wake up.” He heard, a voice not louder than a whisper but when he opened his eyes, to his surprise, he wasn’t on land anymore. He could smell the salt filled sea, the breeze and the smell of wooden deck.

Shin’s eyes widened as he unbuckled the seat belt, Saint was standing right in front looking at the deep blue sea, the beautiful birds and the scenery from the cruise. Shin was on a cruise.

“How long did I sleep?” He asked himself as he got of the car, but the view….The refreshing beauty of the ocean, Shin’s mouth opened up in awe. 

“P’Saint…” He walked up to him, “where are we?”

“A cruise.”

Shin smiled, “I know that but…I mean, why….I don’t…”

“Go freshen up.” Saint replied before he walked off to the bar.

“Wait…phi, which room? Where should I go?” Shin, still half sleepy just looked at Saint walk off, when he was approached by a staff.

“Mr.Shin, please let me guide you.” He said and Shin nodded.

He followed the staff as he was escorted to a big suite, on the top of the residing deck. It was pleasantly warm inside, giving Shin cozy feels, he saw a big king sized bed right in middle on which was a kept a black sheer shirt with a pair of cream pants and boxers. Shin looked flushed when he looked at the staff who stood beside him, “Please freshen up sir. Let me know if you’d like anything.” He said and he was about to leave when Shin stopped him.

“Wait-“

“Yes sir?”

“Umm…Why were there no other passengers apart from us? I didn’t see anyone else?”

“Well…Mr. Saint has booked the entire cruise sir.”

“What!” Shin’s blinked rapidly in disbelief, why would Saint do that? And for him? No way…..

Shin didn’t know what else to do so he just walked to take a bath, the bathroom was equally impressive. The scent of coconut around, with expensive body washes, a bath tup and a steam shower. Shin slowly poured some shampoo on to his palm, as he rubbed it slowly with his palm. He still couldn’t believe Saint would do something lke that for him.

“How much did it even cost him? I wanted him to wish me once but this…..Shin you’re definitely dreaming!” Thoughts ran wild inside his mind as cold water trickled down his skin.

The black sheer top was very identical to the one he wore that night, Shin got dressed up quickly, it was almost 4 in the morning. After wearing his clothes, he walked up to the dressing table, plugged in the drier and dried his hair, when his eyes wandered off to the open drawer beneath.

Shin opened it and not very surprisingly, the drawer had beautiful shell jewelleries. Shin’s slowly picked up a bluish-green necklace, the pearls were cold and the shells small but pointy, he slowly put it around his neck.

“Excuse me?” He called for the staff

“Yes sir?”

“Does this jewellery belong to anyone?”

“No sir.”

“So I can put it on?”

“It is for you sir.” The staff said

“Quite luxurious, this cruise even provides jewelleries for their passengers huh?” Shin said as he locked the necklace around his neck.

“Well….its not from our side, sir.”

“Oh…okay.” Shin’s heart had stopped racing now, he had prepared himself to expect the unexpected, but still, he couldn’t help but feel like the happiest person ever.

When he walked out, it was time for sunrise, the sky was orange and blue and the sun was peeking through the ocean. Simply enchanting.

Shin was standing by the deck, when Saint walked up behind him, silent as ever but his presence was loud enough for Shin to turn back.

“Tops like these do fit you well….no wonder you wanted to wear it for him….” he said as he moved closer and closer to Shin until he got Shin pinned against the deck

“Phi…..” Shin’s voice trembled

“Pearls suit you….wear them more often….” Saint’s fingers roamed around Shin’s neck drawing patterns before he finally pulled over and walked away, “Come with me.”