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Never Love Again (BL)

I was living in an alternate world where once marked, the eyes turned red and the first to fall in love was you. I was marked when drunk. The person that marked me unknown, probably living a life of promiscuity. I was just a college student and the person I liked would never glance my way, not in this lifetime or the next. He was dating my sister. I learned my lesson before multiple times, starting a new relationship, dating then breakup.... They all ended the same way and I often ended up getting hurt. This was well proven well by my savior, my rescuer who hated me just as much as I despised him. Never will I ever love again *** DISCLAIMER: The picture used as the book cover is not mine. No copyright infringement has been purposely intended. If you are the owner of this magnificent art and wish for me to take it down, I'll do so respectfully. Kindly reach me through my always open Dm. Additionally, you will also find my email address posted on my profile page. Thank you. I'm open to accept other book cover recommendations since I'm not great at digital art **sobs** Thank you again.

2Twinkle3 · Fantasy
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190 Chs

158. A Small Mistake

Yeon had put up a barrier of clothes and pillows between him and Stan, hoping to have a few more minutes to wind up on a report he'd been working on. Stan on the other hand appeared displeased and impatient, seeming that Yeon had been concistently on his laptop for the last couple of days.

"The more you interrupt my concentration the longer I take to complete this so it's really up to you Stan. Stop bothering me. Your intteruptions hinder my train of thought."

"It's never easy to have alone time with you constantly focusing on other matters when you already know I'm a jealous lover."

"You are creating such a terrible mood on a fine day nagging me like that..."

Stan formed mischevious grin then asked, "So it's okay when the sun goes down?"

Yeon lifted one of the pillows in the air and threatened, "Should we have your tombstone read read 'death by pillow'?"

Bursting into laughter, Stan grabbed the pillow and rested it on one of Yeon's stretched out leg, clinging. "Aren't you a tiny but curious about where we are going to live together?"

Yeon replied, his eyes still on the screen. "You said it's nice so it doesn't matter whether I see the place or not. Your uncle approved of it, right? Why do you need my opinion?"

"You'll be living with me not him."

Stan waited for Yeon to reply whose attention was more fixated on his work.

"Our wedding... Aren't you excited?"

"Yeeeey!" Yeon exclaimed with no enthusiasm whatsoever, displeased his fated further. "Enough with the nagging and pestering already, I need to focus..."

"We are to meet up with Elric's mom and my dad remember? We can't let them decide the entire wedding theme for us."

"They are following your list Stan. You made everything easy for them and myself included when you drafted everything out."

"But still..." Stan spoke as he leaned forward towards his fated who retreated to the back, putting a hand between them. "Do not cross the barrier remember? I need to finish up a few things and I'm almost just winding up, please."

"You have been at this the entire morning and afternoon. At this point we might as well cancel our plans for the day."

"If you hadn't been bothering me I'd have been done a long time ago."

"I'll have a word with uncle concerning your schedule. It's taking a lot of your time."

"We are almost done with our preliminary findings and I have to finish this presentation so I can get some time off for our wedding and honeymoon Stan. I don't like leaving things pending. Besides, this was initially my project..."

"Fine. I'll take up on laundry then." Stan interrupted, picking up the clothes Yeon had put between them. It was a relief to him that Yeon was more engrossed on what he was doing to notice the so called barrier between them was no more.

He further took the time to clean up their room and began packing a few stuff they weren't using for a while with the hope of taking them later to their new home.

Going about his duties, he made light snacks for them including for his dads, often checking the time and up the stairs with the hope of catching a glimpse of Yeon however, after hours of waiting, he gave up and began playing games on his cellphone.

Stan hadn't realized how much time had passed until he heard footsteps coming closer towards him and smiled in relief at the sight of Yeon looking all fresh and dandy. "You showered?"

"Yea, I was feeling sweaty. If you are ready we can go now."

"While I sat here twiddling my thumbs, you were showing without me?"

"Why would I not? It's a one time opportunity of me being away from you to breath a little." Yeon responded and laughed at Stan's disapproving body language.

Walking towards him, he scanned Stan from head to toe. "You look alright. You've been ready for us to leave since morning anyways."

When Stan just continued to stare at him without saying a word, Yeon felt compelled to pacify him. "I took a month off so unless Dr. Jiwon is contacting me for anything regarding our project, which you too are also a pioneer of, then I won't pick up."

"What about my dad?"

"Dad Joss?"

"Who else?"

"Well, we have his office here downstairs..."

"Bringing work home huh? How conveniently efficient."

Yeon sighed. "Stan, we can't always be together. Don't you get bored having me constantly around you?"

"Do you get bored having me around?"

"Well... Sometimes some breathing space is necessary."

"You hate me already?"

"Wha- That's not what I said... Or meant to say!"

"That's what I heard."

"You hear whatever you like!"

"We are getting married and you are already tired of me."

"Stan, you're making a big deal out of nothing! Look, can we just leave?"

"What's the point when you already hate me?"

"Are you pulling my leg with this tact of a tantrum? Your shrewdness and shamelesness is nothing new to me so it's to tell if I should take you seriously or not."

Stan smirked then pulled Yeon towards him and whispered, "You are stuck with me for life sugar. Getting tired of me is not an option so just deal with it."

Yeon frowned at the mention of the familiar pet name. 'Another hit with a definite miss.'

Pulling away, he pointed between Stan's legs and spoke. "How about you deal with that? We can't have you driving in your current perverted state. "

Stan followed Yeon's gaze, his face flustering at the realization of his member up and ready.

"I'll be in the car."

"Who is to blame for me being this way? You've got to help me out...!"

"This is exactly why I need space from you!" Yeon jumped when Stan reached to embrace him again. He pulled his hand from Stan's loosened grip and ran towards the door. "You're going to break me into pieces if we do it again!"

"I'll be gentle and quick, I promise!"

"That's what you always say and do the exact opposite." Yeon retorted. Opening the door, he turned to look back at a rather stunned and pleased Stan who seemed to be amused by their little tiff. "You have five minutes."

"Wha-! I last much longer than that!"

"Five minutes!" Yeon exclaimed then shut the door.

Laughing at himself, Yeon walked towards the car only to realize he'd left the car keys behind. The idea of going back to face a horny fated made him shudder. Instead, he chose to walk around the garden that dad Joss had been toiling in whenever he got time. Squatting to sniff at the flowers, he enjoyed the sight of them fully bloomed and took his phone to click a few pictures and as he smiled away, swiping at the images, he stumbled upon his last picture when he and Stan had payed a visit to Niel and Elric to check on their newborns.

The memory of that visit brought a surge of emotions through him that he had to admit to himself, it felt great having a family. Seeing both Luca and Lusha tiny selves fall asleep in their arms felt unreal, almost magical.

"Of everyone, I'd never had expected Elric to be a parent this fast. Wasn't it just last year that he was a well known and proud Casanova?"

As he swiped on until he stumbled on a picture of Elric nursing Haesol. "To think Elric is doing this and enduring all the pain just to nurse Haesol..."

"Nice picture."

"It is right? Elric is sacrificing so much for..." Yeon stopped speaking when an unfamiliar hand grabbed onto his phone, snatching it away from him. It was then that it hit him the voice hadn't sounded like Stan's.

Standing up abruptly, he turned to look behind him and came face to face with two unfamiliar strangers.

"Who are you?"

"You must come with us." One of them said.

"Why?"

"We were sent by Mora. She has requested your audience..."

"No." Yeon stated, though he'd been certain Mora was placed under custody. Maybe these men were bluffing.

"No?" The man smirked then raised an eyebrow in an arrogant fashion. "I'm sure you don't wish for any harm to befall your partner. We found him in quite a vulnerable and disgraceful state you see, moaning your name away and who's to say we won't release the picture you just showed us to the public?"

Dangling the image of Elric breastfeeding Haesol, he showed it to the other man beside him and they both shared a moment of laughter. "I wonder what the media would say to this. You see, this picture could make me retire early. If I were to sell it, how much do you think the morning newspaper bulletins would buy it for? He is rich isn't he? We'll give you a good sum if you could help us at blackmail him..."

"Give that back!" Yeon reached for his phone only for the man to retreat away. "Shouldn't you be more worried of your partner upstairs?"

"What have you done to him?"

"Nothing... Yet. Our orders are to bring you unharmed. However, no orders have been given to what we can do to other people."

"I-I'll come with you, but I need to know where you intend on taking me. Where is she?"

"Search him." The man gestured to someone behind him, startling Yeon as a pair of hands frisked him from head to toe.

"Clear, though I sense a strong amount of scent coming from him."

"Stop releasing your scent. It won't work on us. Cooperate and we will bring you back unharmed."

"What about Stan?"

"That is entirely up to you, what we can do with him."