Chapter Five: A Deserved Day Off

Jung woke up earlier than usual that morning. Normally, he would sleep in until he couldn't sleep anymore. But this morning was much different from the rest. This morning, he was waking up with Kun Kang. He rubbed his tired eyes sleepily and saw a large lump under the covers next to him. He smiled and tugged the covers from Kun's body and bent down so that his lips were near his ear.

"Wake up, you." He whispered. He bit the tip of Kun's ear and pulled on it playfully to get him to wake up faster.

"Stop…" Kun groaned. He wanted desperately to sleep a few more minutes. "Go back to sleep."

"But we have work at the studio today." Jung explained. He was more ready for work than ever for some odd reason. Maybe because he was giddy about taking pictures with Kun or just having Kun around him was what set of his energy.

"You can't model with your face in that condition." Kun spoke in a husky voice because of his sleepiness. "It's going to take a day just for your wounds to heal and so we'll take the day off."

"What about school?"

Kun smiled to him and reached for his cell phone on the desk. "I've got it covered." He opened the silver flip phone up and dialed the school phone number. It ringed a few times before an office assistant picked it up. "Hello? This is Kun Kang. Jung-Woo Im and I have some business at the studio to attend to. The modeling contest is tomorrow so…thanks very much. Bye."

"Can you do that whenever you want?" Jung asked. If he had known Kun could do such a thing, he would of tried to apply for the modeling career sooner. He would do anything just to get out of the Hellhole called school because it was such a bore. He usually skipped.

"If I want to, I can." He replied. He laid back down and quickly gripped Jung's shirt into his fist. He forcefully yanked his partner down onto him. His sparkling eyes watched him as he shifted around to get comfortable over his body. "Now go back to bed."

"All right…" Jung said in a yawn. His nose nuzzled into Kun's chest to make it a little more comfortable than it was. He felt the tense muscles in his chest move as his arms reached down and tugged the soft and thin blankets over him and his lover.

Kun laid in the almost warm and comforting silence for a few minutes until his senses finally started to kick in. His nose picked up the horrible smell that dangling on the tip of his nostrils. This smell was coming from Jung. The nasty smell of achohol and cigarette smoke hit his face hard and made his eyebrows furrow. "Hey Jung…" he finally said after enduring so much of it. He thought it would pass but it didn't. "You may need a bath…"

Jung looked almost embarrassed because of Kun's words. He smelt himself first just to see if it was true. Not only was it true, but he agreed with Kun on this one. "If you think so…"

"Oh, I know so." He coughed. He tried not to make it look so bad but it ended up becoming 'bad' when he had to plug his nose up. He helped Jung up and guided him to the bathroom. It was no surprise that it was large for a restroom. The bathtub and the shower were two very different pieces and there were more flavors of shampoo than ice cream sitting everywhere that Jung could look.

He watched as Kun walked over to the tub and turned the knob with the 'H' on it. "Do you have bubbles?" was what shot first from his mouth. He knew he was too old for bubbles but he thought a nice bubble bath would be nice.

The model couldn't help but laugh. He never would of thought that Jung of all people would want bubbles in their bath. His hand reached to the corner of the bathtub and pulled a bottle from the corner. He even used bubbles when needed because they were so relaxing and they always calmed his nerves. He poured just the right amount into the water and used his hand like a boat motor to start up the bubbles. "There you go." He said with a small smile. He watched Jung unbutton his shirt and admired his fairly built chest. It was only until Jung started to unbutton his pants that he finally snapped out of it. He blushed darkly and rushed out of the bathroom, along with his blush. He heard Jung laugh at him before he shut the door behind himself. "Call me if you need me…" he yelled to him. He tried not to sound too tongue-tied knowing it would only lead to Jung laughing even more at him.

Jung smiled back at the door as he unclothed his body till it was nude and stepped into the steaming water. It was just the way he liked it. Warm and steamy with a hint of bubbles. He sighed and leaned back into the soothing water. He let his mind wander off into the blush on Kun's face. It had been so pretty on him and blended perfectly with his ivory complex. He smiled to himself and hugged his chest as he leaned back further so he was up to his chin in water. His body sat in the tub until his skin turned red. He dipped his head underwater once then decided it was time to get out. It took him a while to find himself a towel. There were so many cabinets that he didn't know where to look.

Kun was lying on the couch in his living room by the time Jung had gotten out of the bathroom. He had gotten dressed into something other than his fancy clothes or school clothing. In his loose red long sleeved shirt with long black stripes starting from the shoulder down his arms and ending at his hand he looked almost…well, normal. He wore black gloves that were cut at the fingers and tight black jeans. When he saw Jung walk out with the soggy towel sagging loose from his waist, he couldn't control the red brewing on his cheeks. That wonderful chunk of man standing in front of him made butterflies in his stomach. But they weren't the bad ones; they were most definitely good.

"Kun!" Jung shouted after seeing his eyes wander somewhere they shouldn't be. He picked off a pillow from the chair sitting next to him and chugged it at his face. "Just get up and give me some clothes!"

"Okay!" Kun replied with a laugh. He caught the pillow and laid it next to him, perfectly aligned with the other pillows next to it. He bounded up from the couch like a fish flopping out of water and showed Jung towards his room. His lovely taste of style picked Jung out a pair of tight jeans and a white shirt that went along with a brown button up one that hung loose and open. The outfit came with a hat to match. The minute that his partner stepped out of his room, he laughed and tipped the hat down over one eye like a western star would do. "That looks good on you."

"Really?" Jung asked in curiosity. He picked around at the clothing that Kun had picked out for him and tried to picture himself in this kind of clothing. He finally came with the solution that he was satisfied with it.

"C'mon." the model told him. His hand clung onto the boy's wrist and he jerked his entire body forward. "We'll go out and get ice cream." He decided. In no time, they were out the door and down the street in the direction of the ice cream parlor that sat on the corner of the square. Kun knew his directions like the back of his hand and the short cuts were on the tip of his tongue.

The two boys walked past the double glass doors. A little bell was triggered by the movement of the door and made a couple of high-pitched rings as they walked in. The dinner was an old classy one by the old Elvis music it played and the old records on the wall. They took a seat at the bar stool table and waited for someone to help them.

"What can I get you two young men?" a waitress asked. She looked as though she had been working for hours because of the way her red hair frizzed in all directions from the heat and some even fell from her tight hair band. Her white wrinkled shirt and skirt also showed it. Her pink apron seemed to be the only thing still up and ready.

"Two ice cream cones and a root beer float with two straws and cherries." Kun began. "One of those ice cream cones should be vanilla and the other should be…?" he looked to Jung, addressing the question mainly to him.

"Uh, I'll take chocolate."

She wrote down the three things on her pocket-sized list and smiled tiredly to them. "All right. Your orders will be ready in a second." She said before walking off into the back where she called out the three items.

"Two straws and one root beer float..." Jung said with a cocky grin. He knew exactly what Kun was up to. Even the innocent smile that curved upon Kun's face gave himself away. The orders came only a few minutes later and each were sat in front of them. He started for his chocolate ice cream. His tongue traced the gentle curves around the chocolate mountain that came from the cone.

Kun watched him with tender eyes for what seemed forever. Then he began on his own vanilla ice cream. It wasn't before long that he decided he wanted a lick of Jung's ice cream just for a little taste. He sat his cone down and moved his lips over his unsuspecting ice cream. His tongue crawled from the cavern of his mouth and swirled up the chocolate ice cream. A moan of delight came from his lips. "Mmm…"

Jung's eyes widened. He kept his tongue settled while he watched the other tongue cut gracefully through the chocolate. "My ice cream…" he said in a hushed voice. He picked Kun's ice cream cone from the table and began to do the same to it.

"Now mine…" Kun blinked. He withdrew his mouth and sent it back to his own vanilla ice cream and Jung did the same. They both ate up their cones before either one of them could get another lick out of the others.

"This looks good." Jung said cheerfully. The root beer float quickly sparked his taste buds. He removed the cherry from the whip cream at the top and licked the white fluff from the cherry. Kun took his cheery and ate it whole, tossing the small red stick connected to the cherry to the side.

"I bet it tastes better." He said with a laugh. Sure enough, it did taste better. They sucked down that root beer float and didn't stop until they hit the bottom. It made a few slurping noises before they pulled away from their straws with a satisfied sigh and a smack from the lips.

"Oooh." Jung said giddily. He chortled a few times then bounded up from his seat faster than a snake snapping for its prey. "All right, I'm ready to go. How about you?"

"Yeah, I think I'm done." He sat there for a few minutes to let his stomach adjust. He drew a deep needed breath then exhaled it all out. The model shifted his weight to his feet, allowing him to stand.

Jung gripped his wrist and hurried out of the shop before they could hear the small ring the bell made as customers left. He slowed his pace down to a slow walk at the corner of the street.

"Maybe you need to cut down on the sweets." Kun jested. A humorous laugh followed after his little joke. He had noticed how Jung had gone from quiet to restless and can't keep his mouth shut from the ice cream and float.

"Don't do that!" Jung pleaded. If he wanted to, he could have of made a huge scene by stopping Kun in front of him and kneeling down in front, begging him not to by gestures such as kissing his feet. He laughed at the thought.

"I'm kidding!" the other boy said. He ruffled Jung's hair playfully. "Are you ready for the big contest tomorrow?"

Jung gave a smile beyond bliss. "More than ever."