PART 3: Common Miscommunications

Dan had to take the subway home that day, instead of the usual ride with Jaekyung, thankfully there was still daylight to light the way, as it was barely four in the afternoon. He knew the fighter didn't liked it when he took the subway as "he smelled weird" after riding it, so it was odd he suddenly requested him to find his own way home. But he did, and now he was sitting on the couch, unsure of what to do now. Should he prepare himself, or just sit still until Jae arrived? He didn't specify the nature of his decision, but what would be the wisest choice? He knew Jae, he knew what he had to do, as to not annoy him even more than what he already was.

As Dan prepared himself in Jaekyung's bedroom, he couldn't help but wonder what set Jae off that way. Everything seemed good just a month earlier, when he was about to face the Butcher. What happened? What made him change, after making him think that he was different for a moment? Was it the spur of a moment, or just a mirage of his own deep desires? How would Dan know? The only clue he had was that he looked at him so differently the night before the match, an eyesight he could only compare to the ones he saw in a few paintings in the history museum of Seoul. It wasn't at all to the hard stare he gave other people, even him, in the gym, or in public, or technically anywhere: but that night...

That was his real stare, those were his real eyes. Not the ones filled with secrecy, mystery and that impose fear into whoever happens to reach them. It was soft, tender, he was looking at him with them, the same way one admires the dying sunset in a summer day. His fingers were still touching the inside of his body, thinking of that sight and he couldn't help but replay that image in his head. He left a soft moan, closing his own eyes, unwilling to let that perfect image go away from him. Why him? Out of everyone he ever knew, why is Jaekyung looking at him so tenderly, so softly, just to turn around and pretend he didn't exist? Lost in thought, he only realized he wasn't alone when another pair of fingers showed up inside him, moving at a faster pace than what he was doing earlier. He turned around quickly, finding Jae's smirk and fun gaze on him.

"So smart to prepare for me Dan... but you're still awful at it."

Dan gasped out of surprise for finding him right behind him, gulping softly. He could be sneaky sometimes, not make a noise when moving in the house and just appear behind him. At least he didn't had that scary or angry aura around him after his attitude that morning, so he just nodded and took his own fingers out, letting Jae prepare him. Moaning softly, he let himself enjoy the moment as he took his time to prepare him.

"Jae...kyung..." Dan whimpered, trying to look over his shoulder to see if he was looking over him. And oh, was he right. He had his stare straight into his eyes, looking down on him as usual, unbeknownst to Dan of the effect him whimpering his name had on Jaekyung.

Jaekyung had spent a month trying to not think of Dan in any other way that wasn't professional, pushing him away from his own denied feelings and the arouse he always got whenever he had him nearby. But even if the heart tries to deny it, his penis couldn't help it but get amazed at the idea of Dan whispering his name in a shaky voice. He looked at him straight in the eyes when he looked him over his shoulder, hurrying up to pull down his pants. He grabbed his penis but just as he was about to put it in, he stopped on his own tracks. Swiftly, he reached for his wallet, where he pulled out a small squared package: it was a condom. Dan tried not to think too much of it, even if he thought it was weird for him to just randomly decide to use them... Has he found someone else to deal with his jinx? It made sense: the random good night, the way he ignored him constantly unless he needed his medical knowledge, him using condoms out of the blue, what did he do? He gulped softly as the tip started to enter, laying his chest on the bed while leaving his hips up for Jaekyung to use.

Their breathing was synchronized, the sound of their bodies clashing over each other quickly overtook any noise in that apartment. Dan was still whimpering under Jae, imagining a stare he wasn't sure was there for him. The movements were getting faster and harder the more Dan moaned, clenching as hard as he could the sheets beneath them while Jae was pounding his insides, taking no regards. His name, slurring outside of his mouth the more he felt the pleasure inside him, a name he couldn't believe he was actually moaning. If they had told him a couple of years earlier that he would be in bed with an MMA champion, moaning his name and wishing to see his face while he did it he would've never believed it, but that was his truth at that moment, looking over his shoulder to catch a glimpse of him. Jaekyung was fast to notice, and in a quick move, slipped out of the doctor to turn him around, giving him the privilege of looking into his eyes for that moment. Dan was surprised with that magnificent view, admiring him in a different set of eyes than he has ever used before. Jae didn't lose time, entering again in one single struck while looking at Dan's face, now deformed because of the pleasure he was feeling.

"Fuck..." groaned Jae, starting to move again while he locked eyes with Dan under him. Those pretty eyes were staring straight into his soul, getting deeper with each stroke. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes that were living in his head nonstop ever since they met, and were now looking at him as he reclaimed his territory. He was determined to clean any "trace" of Daehyun off of his doctor. He looked down to admire the scene under them, but a hand touched his chin, forcing him to look again towards the doe eyes below him, locking eyes yet again. Dan opened his lips softly, begging with his eyes, and Jae had no other choice but to comply, locking eyes and lips once again with that piece of art under him. The kiss was foggy and sloppy due to the movements, but there was no other way Jaekyung would've liked it. He grabbed Dan by the hips, lifting him up a little bit, and sat on the bed. Still looking at as he put Dan over his lap, unwilling to lose any more time, he helped his tip enter slowly onto him. Soon enough, the noises coming out of their mouths were louder than the ones made by their bodies, but Jaekyung couldnt listen or think of anything else when his doctor was sitting on top of his cock. Dan was gasping softly, trying to get used to the size after lacking action for a whole month. Jaekyung held his waist, hiding in his neck for a moment while he waited. In the beginning of their relationship, he wouldn't have even thought about "waiting" for Dan to be ready, or even of engaging eye contact with him, but now not only was his body aching for Dan's approval and commodity, his heart was looking for it too. He, and words can't stress enough Jaekyung's feelings, needed Dan to feel as peaceful as he felt whenever he was near him. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with Dan's essence, smiling to himself as he remembered the old days when Dan was always smelling for working his other jobs, or just running around the city going from the hospital, to the gym, to his house, etcetera: now he smelled like him. Dan just had a kindness to him that Jaekyung lacked, but he wished he had it solely to use it with Dan. When the doctor slowly started moving his hips, Jaekyung moved his head out of the neck, and stared at Dan's eyes, opening his lips softly as all the sensations moved across his body. Dan was looking back at him, moving his hips back and forth, side to side, leaving out small moans out of his mouth as he was moving. Jaekyung looked at his eyes, lost in them. He moved his hips upwards, clashing against Dan like that day in the locker room a month ago.

Dan was blushing, not intending to stop his movements any time soon as he was still over Jae, moaning softly. His heart was skipping a couple of beats with Jae's eye contact only. He was ashamed of the way his gaze had an effect on him, it was magnetizing, it was a magnetic force that he had to look away from or he would drop down to his knees and wonder what would be the aftermath of risking it all in that moment for Jaekyung to look at him that way again. He kept on moving, doing jumps small enough for his cock not to slip out, but enough for him to feel the pleasure of Jaekyung hitting his sweet spot with ease. He was used to be ignored by Jaekyung after filling up his needs, it had been that way for so long he often pretended to not be interested in the more simple things of living together: Pillow talk, cuddles, conversations that didn't involve work or their little agreement... That famous contract that gave them what they needed in the moment: Jae had the sex whenever he wanted to beat his curse, and Dan had the money to help his grandma. But now, having that man looking at him like that as he's balls deep inside him, he wonders if there's something else inside him where he could find himself. Dan hid in Jae's neck, leaving soft kisses as he felt Jaekyung accelerate his own movements under him, seemingly inspired by the way Dan was acting. His hands had a strong grip in his hips, and Dan's arms were hugging him just to hold him tighter to his body as he was fucking him.

Soon enough Dan was in his back over the bed, looking at Jaekyung's face as he moved inside of him, moaning loudly his name. It was the best view in Seoul going both ways. Dan loved the way Jaekyung looked when he was doing it, and Jaekyung loved the way Dan took it every time. Dan appreciated his features: his sharp eyes, his chin, his nose and eyebrows, but especially the scarlet stain in his cheeks that was present. He fixated in his eyes and smiled from within, admiring him from his position as he pulled it once more, making him clench his fingers around his shoulders. Jaekyung's moans were loud and proud, music to his ears.

"Dan..." he moaned softly as he moved, looking at him while pushing his insides with his cock. Dan's eyes opened wide, paying close attention to what he was moaning. Dan moved against him, letting his pleasure manifest out of his mouth as he was lost in his eyes.

"Jaekyung! Ah!" Dan screamed, feeling his sweet spot being pleased over and over again as Jae moved. He felt his face being cupped by his hands, and his lips taken over by Jae's. Foggy, sloppy to a certain point but he loved the sensation he was feeling over his body, but specially the one at his lower waist that indicated he was about to cum. "Jae... kyung... I'm... Ah." Whimpered the doctor, staring at his eyes while Jae bit his lower lip, finally letting himself release in their abdomens, heavily breathing. Jaekyung groaned, looking at Dan's face.

His lips were a little swollen, his eyes teared up in both exhaustion and pleasure; his chest was rising up and down trying to regulate his breathing. His cheeks were red, his hair was messy, and even if he has seen this thing before a thousand times it only got better with each second that passed. Dan was truly the most beautiful man in Korea, probably the whole world, it was right in front of him... and couldn't be his. He caressed his cheek for a moment, and cleaned some drops of sweat off of his forehead before they reached his eyebrows. There wasn't a word in the dictionary he could've said to Dan in that moment, but he was a believer that silence was louder than words. He didn't felt the need to say anything, not with his own words, all he needed was to see Dan in front of him to know that there isn't a word in any language that would make sense of his thoughts. Dan looked at his eyes, and even in silence they were talking... those pretty eyes. Dan smiled softly, finally seeing those kind eyes gazing him, again after what felt like forever.

"Sir... I need to tell you something..."

The alarms were going up and down in Jaekyung's head with just six words. Dan was just looking at him, slowly sitting in the bed as he looked at Jaekyung, gulping softly. He was nervous, he hadn't been nervous in a long time, and could only imagine what he was going to tell him.

"I was making some calculations a few days ago and I discovered I paid my debt with you already."

"Huh?"

"Yes, two months ago. I finished paying you, I don't owe you any money."

Jaekyung's mind was all over the place trying to find a reason or this. What is he implying? That he's leaving? He's moving? He's done with him? Is it because of Daehyun? What is Dan doing?

"Are... you sure?"

"Yes, very sure, but..."

"Say no more. I don't need to hear it."

"Sir, if you can let me finish..."

"I don't need to hear any more of this. I'll... I'll help you move."

"But I..." Said the brunette, trying to reach for the other's hand.

"Shut up."

Jaekyung got up from the bed, looking at Dan straight to the eye before moving his sight off of him. He shouldn't've left his guard down, should've put his walls higher before letting Dan enter his heart if he was just going to end up leaving him after paying off his debt. Why would he even stay? He didn't owe him any money, he had no need to still live with him. He didn't need him the same way he did, and at this moment he couldn't stay in that room near him, clearly frustrated things weren't going his way. Dan was calling him from the bed, but Jaekyung just walked straight to the walk-in closet, picked up some clothes and prepared to leave the apartment. He needed to cool down before he did something he could regret.

"Jaekyung! Wait!" hollered the doctor as he was putting his pants on, trying to catch up with someone who was already out of the door.

Jaekyung didn't even bother on taking his car out of the garage, he was going to walk as much as he needed until he cooled down. Dan was leaving him, that's for sure. What is he supposed to do now that he finally knew what was causing him to lose his sleep? Why did this stuff happened when people figured out their truth? He was done with using Dan, he didn't wanted him to leave but, what could make him stay? He had a lot of questions, and none of them seemed to have an answer. Is it possible for Dan to not have developed even a small form of attachment towards him after everything they went through? After all the sex, the kisses and the moments where they were just living together, it didn't mean anything to him? He adjusted his cap, trying to move as fast as he could with no destination in his mind: all he knew is that he wanted to stay away from Dan and the apartment for the moment. Maybe he's moving in with Daehyun, perhaps that's what they were talking about earlier in the gym. He clenched his teeth, holding himself back from hitting something in his anger. As he walked past a restaurant, a known voice called him from the inside. He stopped in his feet and looked back, noticing both of his coaches were there. Coach Namwook smiled at his pupil, and waved as he was approaching.

"Jaekyung! What a surprise! Why don't you join us in this meal? Unless you're busy." Smiled the older man. Jaekyung smiled softly at his hyung, nodding.

"Sure Coach... My pleasure."

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