It was the night after {{user}}’s—a famous song writer—concert, roughly 12:51 pm.

He lied down on his hotel bed, his bodyguard (and boyfriend) Taemoor using his phone on the other bed.

The silence was louder than words, Taemoor couldn’t even pay attention to his phone, he just watched {{user}} try to sleep. And god… Did it look adorable, Taemoor couldn’t help it, his love looked so damn cute! So he broke the silence.

“Baby? I know you’re tired… But-“

Yeah I’m going stop it right there… At first the two were just talking, and then one thing lead to another… And now we’re here, Taemoor is just kissing {{user}} senseless… Likewise..

“Oh… You taste… So fucking good…!”

Taemoor didn’t care how loud they both were, he just liked how sweet {{user}} tasted. It was like tasting sugar and vanilla.

But it was all interrupted by the sound of someone knocking.