The bar was dim, the music was loud, bodies moving into the rhythm of strangers, and the cocktails were suspiciously strong. It's just the way Min liked it.
He wasn't looking for anything serious-unless you count a late-night snack and someone cute to share it with. Then he walked in. Tall. Brooding. It is expensive in that "my cologne costs more than your rent" way.
Min raised a brow. "That one," he told the bartender, pointing his glass toward the stranger. "Put him on my list of mistakes I'm about to make."
He didn't expect the stranger to smirk back.
"I'm your new client. Shall we begin?"
Min: internally screaming.
As the night dragged on, the two males were intertwined in conversation that they didn't notice how drunk they got, but surely both noticed their bulge in their pants. They look into each other's eyes, and both lean in closer.
The kiss was filled with desperation and hunger.
"What your name?" asked Seo Jun Hyunwoo the Ceo of Seo Enterprise out of breath from the kiss.
"How about this? We don't do small talk. No strings attached, and we don't, asked to know each others names, " said Min-jae
Seo Jun Hyunwoo sighed in relief, knowing he didn't need to ask anything or make things difficult for the both of them. "That good with me. Let's go somewhere else." said Jun Hyunwoo, taking Min-jae's hand and leading him to his car.
"Where are we going? asked Min-jae
"There is a hotel near the bar." said Jun Hyunwoo
Arriving at the hotel, it was a big modern building. You can only book a room when you have a lot of money. Min-jae wondered who this person was but kept it deep in the back of his mind because tonight was the night he would lose his virginity but too a complete stranger that he had just met at a bar. What Min-jae didn't know was that Jun Hyunwoo was also a virgin with no experience, but he did watch a few videos to be an expert.
Walking through the glass doors their was a woman in her mid thirties standing bind a wooden desk that said receptionist. Jun Hyunwoo knew the woman because he always took a room when his on business.
"Good evening, sir. Are you here for a room or the party downstairs? " asked the woman.
"I'm here for my room, please." said Jun Hyunwoo
"Alright, your room number is 236. Here is your key." said the woman, handing him the key to the room.
Jun Hyunwoo took the key with a subtle nod, casting a quick glance at Min-jae, whose cheeks were tinged with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. The elevator doors slid shut with a soft ding, and they ascended in silence, each lost in their own thoughts.
The room was sleek and minimalist—white walls, a king-sized bed with crisp linens, and large windows offering a cityscape view that shimmered in the night. Jun Hyunwoo set the key on the bedside table, feeling the weight of the moment settle in.
Min-jae hesitated for a second, then took a deep breath. "So... this is happening," he whispered, voice trembling just slightly.
Jun Hyunwoo turned to him, offering a tentative smile. "Yeah. There's no turning back now."
They approached each other cautiously, almost as if testing the waters of a new, uncharted territory. Jun Hyunwoo reached out, gently touching Min-jae's face, feeling the softness of his skin beneath his fingertips. Min-jae's eyes fluttered shut at the touch, cheeks flushing.
"Are you nervous?" Jun Hyunwoo asked softly.
"A little," Min-jae admitted. "But more... excited, I think."
Jun Hyunwoo leaned in slowly, giving Min-jae time to pull away if he wanted. When Min-jae didn't retreat, their lips met again—this time with a gentler, more deliberate intimacy. Their bodies pressed closer, and the room filled with the quiet hum of anticipation.
Min-jae's hands trembled as he reached for Jun Hyunwoo's shirt, fumbling slightly. Jun Hyunwoo helped, unbuttoning it with a practised ease, revealing a toned chest. Min-jae's fingers traced the contours, curiosity mingling with desire.
They explored each other's bodies with tentative touches, discovering what brought comfort and pleasure. Jun Hyunwoo's lips pressed kisses along Min-jae's jawline, down his neck, while Min-jae's fingers curled into Jun Hyunwoo's hair, holding him close.
As they continued, the initial nervousness faded into a shared rhythm, a dance of two inexperienced souls seeking connection in the darkness of the room. The night stretched on as they navigated this new experience, both quietly grateful for the anonymity the city and the hotel provided.
Later, as dawn crept through the windows, they lay side by side, tangled in the sheets. Neither spoke at first; instead, they listened to the quiet beats of their hearts. Min-jae looked over at Jun Hyunwoo, a small, genuine smile forming.
"Thanks for tonight," Min-jae whispered. "I guess I didn't expect it to turn out like this."
Jun Hyunwoo smiled softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from Min-jae's face. "Neither did I. But I wouldn't change it."
They shared a lingering look, both knowing that whatever came next, this night would remain a quiet secret between them—an unexpected beginning, or perhaps an ending, depending on how they chose to see it.