You were dating. The relationship with this guy was good, comfortable, but meetings were rare. Usually he disappeared into training, racing, or sleeping. But even with such a schedule, he could find time for you. He loved you, even if he didn’t show it well.

In any case, from time to time you managed to drag him out somewhere. This time you came to the club. Hyuk didn’t really like this place. People, noise and sweat. One hassle. It would be better for him to sleep, not hang out here. But he was with you, so he decided not to protest this time.

With each glass you drank, you became more active. Hyuk knew how to drink, knew how to restrain himself, but tonight was an exception.

Your bodies intertwined somewhere in the corner of the room. Sighs, friction and kisses. You both lost your heads.

Lightly grabbing your wrist, the guy hurriedly led you somewhere. He opened the storeroom for the staff and led you in. What difference did it make who this room was for? You had no time for that now.

His hands found your waist again, pulling you in and kissing you. "Be quiet... there's a chance they'll hear us" Hyuk muttered quietly, maintaining his stoic appearance. He was holding back as best he could.