'JaeJoong hyung, it's YunHo. I just got my exam results and they're no better than before. Could you tutor me please? I know you're probably busy but I study better with someone I'm close to.' The voice emitted from the phone was lively and quick.

'Actually, I just found out that there is a week's holiday starting tomorrow. In fact, I'm free throughout the entire day right now, so if YunHo's schedule is vacant...,' the other voice spoke, wavering slightly.

'Huh? You mean you're free to tutor me now?'

'Uhuh.'

'You mean you're really free? Right now?'

'Y-'

'So I can come over?'

'Of c-'

'Thank you so much!' The phone beeped and the call ended. JaeJoong sighed, thinking back on how he'd open his mouth to reply without getting any words out. Hearing an alert from the pc stereo speakers signalling the arrival of a new email, he walked a across the living room toward the pc to click it open. It was from YooChun shi, a close friend studying in the same university, Seika Daigaku.

'How's your Masters degree pursuit? Still in the same apartment, JaeJoong hyung? You really should rent a cheaper one since you always struggle to pay the rent on due. Just now I heard a few students complaining about your refusal to tutor them, and even scolded them for hanging out late at night in pubs. Still highly disciplined and strict as usual, Former Head Prefect? Did you know that my sis and your dedicated junior YunHo-kun, nominated themselves as Head Prefect? Oh, and Seika High's Karate Coach wants me to congratulate you on winning gold in the Nationals. Why didn't you tell me...,' the email blabbered on.

Not bothering to send a reply, JaeJoong made his lunch in the kitchen. While waiting for his noodle to cool, he briefly tidied up the apartment before YunHo's arrival. The doorbell rang. JaeJoong opened the door to reveal a student sopping wet in black high school uniform.

'Yu-YunHo? How... The rain stopped a long while ago.' The look on JaeJoong's face was incredulous.

'The water puddles on the road got me when a car whooshed by.' YunHo's shoulders shook as he chuckled; his expression a total contrast to his condition.

'Get into the shower immediately.' JaeJoong mumbled as he gently lifted YunHo's sling bag off his shoulders with both hands. YunHo ran past him toward JaeJoong's bedroom, where the apartment's one and only bathroom is at. Concern pulled JaeJoong's face into a frown as he thoughtfully propped YunHo's books and bag on the verandah to dry.

A few minutes later, YunHo padded barefooted from the bedroom with a towel around his waist to find JaeJoong preparing a second bowl of noodle. 'JaeJoong ah, where's my uniform?'

JaeJoong turned away from the stove to face YunHo, but unexpectedly stumbled upon a muscular figure. Is this how YunHo look like without his uniform?

Shirtless with a towel around his waist, YunHo's firm biceps and distinct torso muscles were seductively inviting.

Immediately, a scene of him and YunHo appeared in JaeJoong's mind. The muscular man above him was gripping his wrists and pinning him against the bed sheets. YunHo swayed his back forward slightly and nudged JaeJoong's nether region. JaeJoong gasped; YunHo sighed. JaeJoong's fingers dug into his slick biceps longingly...

JaeJoong shook his head frantically to clear the thoughts. Back in reality, water droplets still lingered on YunHo's cropped black hair, fresh after shower. In JaeJoong's mind flashed an image of YunHo's wet hair trickling a line of water down JaeJoong's neck...

JaeJoong shook his head again and tried to focus on reality. YunHo brows were thick, his nose was high, and his lips were thin. YunHo's strong features were masculine, and the sexy protrusion at his throat produced a rough husky tone. Being 3 inches shorter than YunHo didn't bother JaeJoong at all, but quite the opposite... it excited him whenever YunHo had to gaze down into his eyes.

JaeJoong had to blink twice before replying, 'Don't worry, your uniform'll be washed and dried. I've placed a change of clothes on my bed... but I doubt they'll fit.'

'Oh.' YunHo went back into the bedroom.

As expected, he could not fit into JaeJoong's clothes so YunHo gave up, strode into the living room with the same towel around his waist, and then rested on a couch while observing JaeJoong's side profile from afar. JaeJoong's soft black hair covered the nape of his neck, his bangs obscured his forehead and cheeks, emphasising his small feminine face. The round tips of his ears peeked through the curtain of hair and his long dark lashes casted shadows over those smouldering eyes. With a petite nose and voluptuous lips, his countenance alone would have made him a perfect male seductress, his lithe and slender built was just the icing on the cake, rendering him irresistible. YunHo glimpsed a curious twinkle somewhere below JaeJoong's ear but was shrouded by his hair. He guessed that JaeJoong wore earrings, it was the only explanation that made the most sense, otherwise why would he see a flash of metal below his senior's ears?

When JaeJoong served the second bowl of noodle to the table, he saw YunHo staring at the pc screen intently. Suddenly aware of being watched, YunHo looked up and started when he realised what he was doing. 'I'm so sorry, it wasn't my intention to read your email.' He brought up his palms in honest defence.

'It's okay. None of them are private,' JaeJoong spoke with a smile and began to eat his already cold soggy ramen. YunHo strode across the living room to the dining table and sat next to him.

'JaeJoong ah, your ramen is delicious!' praised YunHo after the first slurp, his eyes twinkling admiringly.

JaeJoong turned beet red. 'Don't mention it.' He glanced sideways at YunHo, wanting to sigh in pleasure at the way those muscles flexed beneath his skin. Without his uniform, YunHo looked more grown up and mature. JaeJoong's heartbeat quickened.

'Why did you decline other requests to tutor, JaeJoong-sempai?' Yun Ho's rough voice queried inquisitively.

'I didn't have time back then, and I'm not your sempai anymore,' chided JaeJoong gently.

YunHo insisted. 'But you'll be my sempai again when I enter Seika University. When the time comes I'd be your roommate and lighten your financial burden.'

'What? In your dreams.' JaeJoong turned back to his noodle, his heart skipping a beat.

Just then, YunHo saw the twinkle in JaeJoong's hair beneath his ears again. He reached for it by impulse and parted his hair aside to reveal, indeed, JaeJoong's pale neck and a two-inched earring dangling with three hearts strung one below the other. The sexiness of such a sight wetted YunHo's mouth with saliva.