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Jung-bae discovers a terrible secret about his husband; luckily, Dae-ho is there for him in everything he needs.

Being married to a pilot wasn't easy; Jung-bae knew this, but he never imagined that the few days he could spend with his husband would be so... passionless.

Jung-bae was a vanilla man in bed. At least, that’s what he always told himself, but every one of the few nights he spent with Gi-hun was straight up bad: the same missionary position, the almost robotic hip movements, and zero foreplay. Not everything was bad in their relationship, of course, they usually shared moments of relaxation when they could and Gi-hun always seemed happy and lively when he talked to him, just like they did when they were friends, but that was the problem; their relationship seemed like that of two good friends who shared the same space from time to time, and this was what bothered Jung-bae the most. The man couldn't help but feel guilty for wanting more, needing more. After all, Gi-hun was the one who brought in most of the money in the house to the point of not even being there most of the time. That's why Jung-bae didn't dare ask him for more. Gi-hun's busy schedule possibly didn't leave him enough time and energy to spend time together, much less to experiment in bed. Added to this, Jung-bae was afraid of hurting his husband's ego or ruining the few moments they shared. Everything was going well outside the bedroom.

The feeling of loneliness and monotony eventually led Jung-bae to look for something different, which manifested itself as a pub. A little extra money wouldn't hurt, right? The place started like any other, with two or three people each night, until eventually the clientele grew to the point that Jung-bae needed help, and that's when Dae-ho came into his life.

Dae-ho came for the job, introducing himself in a friendly manner that pleased Jung-bae quite a bit, but he knew they'd be closer when he noticed the ROKMC tattoo on Dae-ho's arm, a sense of camaraderie swept over the older man, and it only took a few days of testing for Dae-ho to show that he would be an excellent assistant and a great companion. Their bond grew to the point that Jung-bae started inviting him to eat; the younger man seemed very excited by the opportunity of food and good company. That was how the eldest stopped being alone, at least he'd have a good friend who would keep him company while his husband was away; however, not everything could be perfect. Gi-hun didn't like this new friend, and whenever he could, he made it clear, he always referred to him with some distrust. "It's obvious he's lying; he's never been a marine," he used to say, and it also seemed like Dae-ho didn't like his husband either, but he didn't say it.

It was on a day like any other that Gi-hun seemed to be looking for something under the desk in his study.

"Is everything okay, love? Do you need some help?" Jung-bae approached him.

"Ah, what?" Gi-hun, caught by surprise, accidentally hit his head with the desk table. He hissed in pain, "Yes, no- it's not important, teddy bear." he got up and looked at him with a gentle smile. Something was off. "I think my pen got lost, I'll buy another later, uh... Thanks for trying to help," Gi-hun looked nervous, he was definitely hiding something! Could it be... An anniversary surprise?

Jung-bae laughed, "You're always so funny, Gi-hun." he stepped closer, "I hope you find a good pen on one of your flights," He said,  while playing along with his husband's words, adjusting Gi-hun's uniform tie as he used to every day he had to go. This was one of the most difficult moments for him, as he had to let go of his husband temporarily and miss him for weeks.

"You're the only one in my heart, you know that, right?" Gi-hun said, holding Jung-bae's in his to give them a little kiss, "My world, my everything, only you."

"And you are mine, love," Jung-bae said before kissing him, pouring his heart on it, he didn't know when he could kiss him again, he cupped his face in his hands while Gi-hun brought him closer, wrapping him with his arms, this was one of the few advantages of being separated for so long, missing each other allowed them to somehow fall in love again. They pulled away, both in a loving bliss. They looked into each other's eyes tenderly. "We always get cheesy when you're going to leave," Jung-bae whispered, making Gi-hun chuckle softly.

He followed his husband to the door, not really ready to let him go for so long. Gi-hun got in the car and waved at Jung-bae with a soft smile, "Take care." He said as he always did when he had to go. Jung-bae reciprocated with a smile and a wave as Gi-hun drove away.

Jung-bae sighed. The house felt empty again. He was missing him already. The man began to do the housework as he usually did, he needed a distraction from that feeling of loneliness, and it was not yet the time when his friend Dae-ho came.

When Jung-bae was gathering clothes for washing, he noticed something peculiar on one of his husband's clothes: the scent of expensive perfume, something that neither he nor Gi-hun used, something that they couldn't even afford despite having a relatively stable economy. Jung-bae brought the garment to his nose and inhaled deeply as if he were searching for clues from that foreign but strangely familiar smell; it was then that the answer came to his mind as a distant memory, that perfume had a name and a face: Hwang In-ho, Gi-hun's ex-boyfriend.

Jung-bae remembered the day he met him; it was the same day he and Gi-hun began their love story.

June 30, 1992.

After graduating from high school, Jung-bae felt lost, with no direction in his life. He had been searching for a sign, because deep down, he felt that destiny had something big in store for him. It was then that his home phone rang. It was one of his friends. The words were simple: "Hey, some rich people need a nanny to take care of their youngest child. The pay is good. Do you want to go?" That was quick. He didn't consider himself an expert on children, but maybe, just maybe, this was the clue he needed, after all, he wanted to have a family someday.

Upon arriving, he noticed that the Hwang family's house looked more like a mansion. Jung-bae felt a little intimidated, but he couldn't let something like that stop him; he walked forward with a firm step and rang the doorbell.

"I'm coming." A voice came from the other side of the door. When it was opened, it revealed a very handsome guy, tall, with dark hair and a kind face.

Jung-bae was stunned by the man's beauty, but he couldn't be distracted by that. He had come here for a job, not to flirt, so he cleared his throat before answering, "Hi, I'm-"

"The babysitter, right?" The guy said, then smiled charmingly.

"Uh... Yeah, yeah, that's me," Jung-bae replied, nodding and failing to hide his nervousness at the handsome young man.

"Sorry, how rude. Please come in," the guy said politely. "Thank you for coming with so little notice."

Jung-bae looked around. The interior of the house was large and just as ostentatious as the outside. "You must be Hwang In-ho, right? Do you live here alone with your brother?" He tried to make small talk.

The guy laughed a little. "Actually, I'm Gi-hun. Nice to meet you." The young man took his hand and shook it gently. "This is my boyfriend's parents' house."

Jung-bae felt a big disappointment. Boyfriend? Of course, someone as handsome as Gi-hun couldn't be single. But he couldn't let himself fall for this; he had come to do his job, so that's what he did. Well, he tried.

"So, where's the kid?" He said, trying to sound more casual and less head-over-heels for the young man in front of him.

"Jun-ho. He must be asleep," Gi-hun answered, "My little brother-in-law is awesome. I wish I could protect him forever." Jung-bae smiled at this; he knew exactly what Gi-hun meant. He also had the sense to protect those who were weaker.

"Sometimes I wish I could put an end to the injustices and problems that plague people in the world, or at least help people here," continued Gi-hun. It was like he could hear the young man pouring his heart. "Maybe starting with actions like... Provide food for homeless people, donate to a local hospital..."

"Or serving the nation!" Jung-bae said, sharing Gi-hun's spirit. "Well, that could be a good start too." He said, feeling a little embarrassed for showing so much enthusiasm, but that didn't bother Gi-hun, quite the opposite.

Both guys had a wonderful conversation, sharing dreams and hobbies, finding a lot of things in common such as their humour. Without realizing it, they were both already sitting together. "Hey, you haven't told me your name." Said Gi-hun with an interest that seemed genuine.

"My name is Jung-bae," he said.

"Jung-bae..." Gi-hun said, like tasting the name on his tongue, "it is "Righteous" and "twice", right? As twice as righteous. It suits you."

It is well said that time passes faster when you are having fun and Jung-bae couldn't agree more, because in the middle of his beautiful moment with Gi-hun, In-ho came down the stairs.

"Are you ready for your surprise?" In-ho said coldly, a big contrast with Gi-hun's enamoured expression.

Gi-hun looked at him with love, "Wow... My prince, you look-"

"Stunning. I know." In-ho said with a voice that clearly showed arrogance, he walked towards his boyfriend with confidence.

"Good evening," said Jung-bae politely, but that kindness wasn't reciprocated.

"Move it, servant." In-ho said, and Jung-bae could swear that he even looked him up and down in a derogatory manner.

The couple walked outside, "Take care" Gi-hun whispered to him.

...

Jung-bae hadn't noticed the lump that had formed in his throat, nor the strong grip he had on the garment. That suit jacket smelled just like Gi-hun's arrogant ex, the same one Gi-hun had broken up with for being so rude, cold and materialistic.

No. Gi-hun couldn't be cheating on him, much less with someone like In-ho. Gi-hun, the man who drove him home the day they met, so he knew he was safe; the man who waited for him and welcomed him back when Jung-bae finished his service as a marine.

He began to search the pockets for answers. Maybe it was all a simple coincidence, Gi-hun wasn't like that, he was noble, sweet and funny, he knew him, he married him.

Jung-bae found something in one of the pockets of the suit jacket: a little box. Curiosity got the better of him, so he opened the little box, revealing a beautiful ring. He wasn't an expert when it came to those things, but the contrast with his own wedding ring was evident. Maybe that's why Gi-hun was so nervous in the morning, he was looking for that ring. It was an anniversary surprise, yeah, that was it for sure. He tried to convince himself, but it was like his own body betrayed him. His hands trembled with fear, afraid of finding something as he read the letters engraved on the ring: Hwang In-ho.

His eyes began to sting, ready to shed tears. What other explanation could there be? Why would Gi-hun have a ring with his Ex-boyfriend's name? There was no good reason for Gi-hun to hide something so important from him.

Jung-bae stood there for a long time with the ring in his hand. He ran his hand through his hair and sighed, feeling cheated and broken. He put the ring in the small box and left it right on top of the nightstand on Gi-hun's side.

He stepped into the shower, letting the cold water fall on his body. He was looking for clarity, something that would somehow wake him up from that nightmare. Gi-hun, his Gi-hun had a double life; he was probably on his way to be with In-ho, and that hurt badly.

He got out, a towel around his waist covering the lower half of his body. He came into the room he shared with his husband; it felt empty, but not in the usual way. There was tension and pain. He looked at the small box on the nightstand, the proof of Gi-hun's lies and infidelity.

His cellphone rang, but he wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone, much less confront Gi-hun, who was the person he least wanted to talk to. The phone rang again, more insistent. Jung-bae looked at it, annoyed. It was Dae-ho; right, the pub, he didn't go to open it, he didn't want to.

He picked up the call, "Hey, Dae-ho." He said with a tired voice.

"Hi, sir, I'm already at the pub... Are you okay?" Dae-ho answered. He sounded worried and confused.

"Yeah, yeah, I am. Listen, I don't think I can open the pub today, I'm very sick, sorry for not letting you know sooner." He said, his sight on the little box, the one that made him feel nauseous and so upset.

"Sick? I'm so sorry, sir. Don't worry, I'm on my way." The younger man said, ready to help him as always.

"No, Dae-ho, that won't be necessary," Jung-bae said, trying to avoid an awkward situation, even though he knew Dae-ho would come anyway because he had heard him hanging up. "Ugh, this kid," he sighed at himself. He started to get dressed. Dae-ho could arrive at any moment; he sounded enthusiastic about being helpful to him.

A few minutes later, the doorbell rang, and Jung-bae opened the door, letting in a worried Dae-ho.

Dae-ho closed the door behind him. "Sir, are you okay?" He approached, placing the back of his hand on the old man's forehead to check his temperature. "You don't seem to have a fever." He said softly.

"I told you that you didn't need to come, kid," Jung-bae said, taking Dae-ho's hand from his forehead.

Dae-ho furrowed, "I'm not a kid," he said, "And if you are not sick, what happened then? Are you hurt? It's because of something Mr. Seong did, isn't it?" He asked, looking him in the eyes.

Jung-bae looked at him in surprise. He knew his reaction just betrayed him when he noticed Dae-ho's jaw clenching.

"Listen, I don't want to bother you with my marriage problems." Jung-bae shook his head.

"You are not bothering me," Dae-ho said, taking his hand in his. "Please, sir. You can tell me," he gave his hand a little squeeze, "You've been so good to me. You gave me a job when I needed it most, you've cooked for me, you listened to me when I told you about my problems with my father, you didn't even judge me when I confessed to you that I wasn't a real marine," Dae-ho brought him closer, "Let me return the favour by being here for you now."

Jung-bae hesitated, he looked down, he could feel Dae-ho's thumb brushing his knuckles, trying to soothe him. "I... I think my husband is cheating on me." He said with a lump in his throat, saying it hurt him terribly, "I found a ring with his ex's name on it, his perfume was in one of his suit jackets..."

"Hyung, I'm so sorry," Dae-ho hugged him, keeping him close, "It must be so painful, you don't deserve this." He pulled back slightly, looking at him warmly, "You deserve someone better, someone who truly values you." He cupped his face in his hands tenderly, "You are a wonderful person with such a big heart, anyone would be lucky to have you." He whispered.

Jung-bae could feel Dae-ho's warm breath against his skin; he was so close. He felt his heart racing slightly. He cleared his throat, "Thank you, kid," he pulled back slightly, "Your words mean more to me than you know."

"I'm not a kid," Dae-ho insisted, "Sir, I know you are married, but I can't deny my feelings anymore... I care about you deeply, you mean everything to me," Dae-ho got closer, "I've fallen for you."

Jung-bae looked at him with surprise. They were good friends and comrades at work; it never crossed his mind that a guy like Dae-ho could be attracted to him so suddenly.

"I want to make you happy and be yours completely, sir," Dae-ho said with the passion that Jung-bae wanted to have in his marriage. "Tell me you want me too, hyung," He whispered against his lips, their breaths were mingling again.

"Dae-ho..." Jung-bae managed to whisper before being kissed by the younger man. The kiss was full of desire and longing. Dae-ho's lips moved firmly against his while his hands gripped his shoulders tightly to the point that it almost hurt. The older man didn't reciprocate; he was still too stunned by the sudden confession and kiss.

Dae-ho pulled back; they were both breathless. "Please, stop fighting this, hyung," he said, almost like a whine, "I know you want me just as much as I want you," he trailed his fingers to his chest, making Jung-bae whimper.

"Dae-ho... It's complicated," Jung-bae tried to step back and get far from him, but deep down, he knew Dae-ho was right. He looked away, "My husband cheated on me, but I'm still a married man." He said, trying to sound firm.

"Please give me a chance, even if it's just tonight." Dae-ho held his hands in his and looked at him, it was like a plea, "Let me show you what it's like to be truly desired and worshipped," he whispered in his ear, "Let me make you fulfilled in ways your husband never could," his lips brushed on the sensitive skin of his neck, "Forget about your husband, hyung."

Jung-bae's body began to react to the pleasure given by Dae-ho. His length started to harden, and the younger man noticed that. Dae-ho slipped his hand from his chest to the sensitive bulge in Jung-bae's pants, making the older man gasp.

Jung-bae pushed Dae-ho slightly, but before this one could feel a pang of disappointment, he kissed him with the same fervor that their first kiss had. Jung-bae entangled his fingers in his hair, giving more depth to the kiss, while Dae-ho roamed his hands on his body possessively, he nibbled his bottom lip, making him gasp again. Dae-ho used that to delve his mouth with his tongue teasingly.

Dae-ho pulled back from the kiss only to trail his lips to the Jung-bae's neck. He sucked and nibbled his sensitive skin, leaving a few marks on it. "You are mine, sir," he whispered between the kisses, "All mine."

The heat inside Jung-bae started to grow, "Dae-ho, no..." He whispered, Dae-ho stopped his attack on his neck, "I mean, not here," Jung-bae said, leading him to the bedroom.

He found the unpleasant surprise of the little box on the nightstand; he had forgotten about that because of Dae-ho's attention. This one noticed his beloved's discontent and took the small box to put it in the drawer.

"Let's not think about it, sir," he said, trapping Jung-bae's lips in another kiss. This time it was Jung-bae who nibbled his lip, making Dae-ho moan softly.

He got on the bed and pulled Dae-ho on top of him. Jung-bae felt the younger man's hands pulling his shirt, "You are so eager, don't you?" He teased him.

Dae-ho smiled; he knew that was true, "You have no idea," he said in a husky voice as he removed Jung-bae's shirt. Finally, he could see him. Dae-ho bit his lip, he couldn't wait anymore, I had waited for this moment for so long. He leaned down and started to spread kisses on Jung-bae's chest.

Jung-bae closed his eyes and caressed Dae-ho's head, encouraging him to continue with those nice kisses, until he bit one of his tits, making Jung-bae whimper.

Dae-ho captured one of his nipples in his mouth, sucking it and rolling it with his tongue, feeling how it hardened in his mouth. He placed one of his hands on the other breast, groping it and rubbing the nipple with his thumb.

Jung-bae tilted his head back. No one had ever touched him like that, not even his husband. "Dae-ho..." He breathed.

Dae-ho sucked the mound as he pulled back, freeing Jung-bae's breast with a pop sound, "Do you like that, sir?" He purred, looking him in the eyes.

Jung-bae felt light-headed, "Yes. Don't stop, Dae-ho." He pleaded, arching his back and looking for more of his touch. His nipple felt cold because of Dae-ho's saliva.

Dae-ho leaned down again to lick his chest. He pressed his mouth against it and nuzzled his face on it. "You are so hot, sir." he spread more nibbles on his skin. He trailed kisses on his shoulder until he reached Jung-bae's ROKMC. Dae-ho bit it.

The sudden bite made Jung-bae jolt and gasp; the pain sent shivers down his spine. He felt Dae-ho's warm tongue soothing the area where now there was a bite mark. Jung-bae let out a sigh while his fingers carded Dae-ho's soft strands, guiding him gently as Dae-ho kept showering his chest with nibbles and kisses.

Dae-ho brushed his lips on Jung-bae's belly, placing little kisses on his skin. Jung-bae felt a flutter in his stomach. Of course, Dae-ho couldn't let that place go unmarked; he gave him a few bites between the kisses, making him moan. Dae-ho pulled back only to take off his own shirt, Jung-bae could see his strong arms and pecks, his gaze trailed to Dae-ho's soft belly, right where his happy trail started.

Jung-bae felt his face getting hotter and his erection starting to ache. Luckily for him, Dae-ho unbuckled his belt and freed his shaft. Jung-bae felt a mix of relief and pleasure when Dae-ho wrapped his hard length with his fingers in a firm grip. Dae-ho started to move his hand slowly, and his warm breath touched the sensitive tip of Jung-bae's cock.

"Fuck... Dae-ho." Jung-bae gasped out, he closed  his eyes and gripped the blankets as Dae-ho kept stroking him. His hips jerked involuntarily, seeking that delightful friction. Dae-ho's tongue swirling on his tip made him let out a guttural moan, "Fuck, your mouth feels so good... Please, take it deeper."

Dae-ho gave the tip one last suck, "I think I have a better idea, sir," he sucked his inner thigh, leaving a hickey on it and making Jung-bae moan. Dae-ho leaned closer to his ear, his voice husky "Get on all fours, soldier,"

"Y-yes," Jung-bae's breath hitched, he obeyed, pulling off his pants and presenting himself to Dae-ho's gaze, he felt a mix of arousal and vulnerability. Dae-ho bit one of his buttocks, pulling it teasingly. Jung-bae pressed his face against the pillow, trying to choke a moan. Dae-ho took off his own pants and kicked them out of the bed.

"Please, don't hold back your moans," Dae-ho whispered as he spread his asscheeks with his hands to lick his entrance slowly, tasting his musky essence. Dae-ho's tongue was soft and wet. Jung-bae let out a soft moan, enjoying how his tongue circled his thigh hole teasingly. Dae-ho darted his tongue further, pressing it against his entrance. Jung-bae could feel his tongue stretching him open, he let out a groan as Dae-ho moved his tongue inside him.

Dae-ho pulled back, not without leaving a hickey on Jung-bae's buttock, "Sir... I need to get you ready for my cock."

The idea of having Dae-ho inside him made something burn inside Jung-bae. He approached his drawer and took out a small bottle of lubricant, the same one he used with his husband, though, that didn't matter now. He handed the bottle to Dae-ho, who wasted no time and poured a little of the liquid right on Jung-bae's hole. Jung-bae squirmed, the lube felt cold on his already hot skin. Dae-ho circled his rim with the tip of his finger before pushing it inside, he moved it in and out, trying to make Jung-bae's tight ring loose a little.

It was starting to get a little harder for Jung-bae to keep that position, but he was stubborn to feel Dae-ho's backshots. He moaned softly when he felt Dae-ho adding another finger, this time moving them in circles. He shuddered when he felt Dae-ho stroking him gently, like soothing him and preparing him for the third finger inside him. Dae-ho spread a few kisses on Jung-bae's back, "Are you ready to be mine?" Dae-ho purred and pressed his sweet spot.

A wave of pleasure ran through Jung-bae's body, he gulped, "Yeah... I am," his body trembled slightly. Dae-ho pulled out his fingers, letting Jung-bae feeling empty.

Dae-ho rubbed his tip against Jung-bae's hole teasingly, he wanted to enjoy every single moment of this. The anticipation only served to raise Jung-bae's arousal, "Dae-ho, please... Please, put it in," he breathed. Dae-ho started to slip his shaft inside him slowly, more out of care than to tease this time, het let out a groan as he could feel Jung-bae's tightness wrapping his erection. Jung-bae's breath hitched as he could feel his rim being stretched by Dae-ho's cock, the pain was present, but the pleasure made it worth it.

Dae-ho let Jung-bae adjust to his size, "Are you okay, sir," he whispered. Jung-bae nodded, "I am, love," Dae-ho's heart skipped a beat because of the nickname, he caressed Jung-bae's hips. "Sir, thank you so much for this opportunity, I'll make it worth it, I promise," Dae-ho said, Jung-bae couldn't look at him now, but he knew that he was totally enamoured. "You're already making it," Jung-bae whispered, he jerked his hips against his, "You can move now, love," he said, he could feel Dae-ho's cock twitching.

Dae-ho held his hips firmly and started to thrust his hips, "Sir, say you are mine, please, please..." Dae-ho begged as he moved his hips faster. Jung-bae panted, "I'm yours, Dae-ho... Only yours," he moaned.

Dae-ho felt a fire growing inside him, he needed to release his seed, but he didn't want to come yet, "Yes. You are mine. Finally!" He growled. The sound of skin against skin filled the room.

"Dae-ho, I can't..." Jung-bae breathed, his legs were trembling, but not because of what Dae-ho hoped for, "I can't keep this position any longer," he confessed. Dae-ho stopped his thrusts and pulled his cock out, letting Jung-bae lie on his back, he was covered in sweat, panting.

"Do you want to continue?" Dae-ho said softly, caressing Jung-bae's back. "I do... But not in my fours," Jung-bae said. Dae-ho smiled, "Let me help you then," he raised Jung-bae's legs, spreading them to have more room for his hips, he slipped in again. Jung-bae tilted his head back and let out a moan. Dae-ho started to move his hips again.

Jung-bae moaned, enjoying the moment until it happened, Dae-ho hit it. He whimpered and rolled his eyes, "Dae-ho..." He cried out. Jung-bae's reaction only turned Dae-ho on more, he kept that angle to hit Jung-bae's prostate more. Dae-ho was enjoying the view: Jung-bae was naked, his skin was flushed and covered in sweat while his eyes were closed and his lips parted, his tits bounced with every thrust. Dae-ho bit his own lip, he couldn't hold back anymore, he leaned and captured Jung-bae's lips in a passionate kiss that he reciprocated with the same fervor. Jung-bae raked his nails across Dae-ho's back and moaned in his mouth, he brought his hand between him and Dae-ho to stroke his neglected cock.

Jung-bae's legs started to tremble, this time for a different reason, he was close. Jung-bae felt shockwaves of pleasure as his inside clenched. "Dae-ho!" He cried out. Finally, his orgasm came as fine threads of cum shoot out of his cock.

Both men were breathless. Dae-ho pulled out slowly, not really wanting to be outside Jung-bae, he lied next to him and placed a few kisses on his shoulder and cheek. Jung-bae turned to kiss him, it was tender and caring.

None of them wanted to get away from each other, so they just covered their naked bodies with the blankets.

"Sir, I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine." Dae-ho said softly, "Please, leave Mr. Seong and come with me, let's escape this city, together." His words caught Jung-bae by surprise, but not a really unpleasant one. Out of the sex daze, Jung-bae caressed his cheek, he was still hesitant about his decision, "Dae-ho... I really like you, but... Our lives are still here," he said, "Still, I want to be with you and give us a chance," he rubbed Dae-ho's cheek with his thumb gently. Dae-ho kissed him, "Thank you so much, sir," he held him closer, bringing him to his chest. "I will do everything possible to make it so," Jung-bae said softly.

That day changed everything, it was the start of a new secret in Jung-bae's and Gi-hun's marriage. Gi-hun had In-ho, but now Jung-bae had Dae-ho too, and he finally could feel cherished in a relationship that satisfied him not only sexually, but emotionally too.