Hey! I'm so sorry that I haven't been updating as frequently as usual. I went from 2-4 a day to like.. 1 every couple of days. Which still isn't bad I guess but, ugh... I think i might have mentioned previously that I got sick- but I'm almost all better! Just a bit of a cough now. So I should be able to write more! I also fixed up my bullet notes. I was a bit torn as to whether or not the notes I had written were what I wanted for SL, and so I went and revised them, and now have notes that I am happy with for up to Chapter 40! And it STILL won't be done at that point! So I hope you continue to enjoy it! 3

I do not own MM!

My eyes fluttered open as streaks of sunlight poured onto my face through the break in the curtains- I moved to stretch, but found I couldn't move my left arm. I turned, smiling tenderly as I saw Yoosung curled up against it, his head resting on my shoulder, arm strewn across my stomach, his leg hooked loosely around mine. I pulled him closer to me, and his lips curled up in his sleep, his head automatically nuzzling against me.

His eyes stirred beneath closed lids, a yawn escaping his lips as he began to wake up. He blinked lazily, tilting his head up at me, a small grin falling upon his face as he met my gaze. I ran my fingers through his messy hair, laughing a bit as it un-stuck from his forehead. He cringed slightly, laughing at himself.

"I guess after last night I got pretty gross."

"I think we both did. We just went to sleep immediately, after all."

Yoosung smiled, giving my hand near his face a chaste kiss, a soft blush on his cheeks- presumably due to the memories of last night- his eyes twinkling happily at me. He trailed his fingers along my chest, his eyes cotton-filled and dreamy.

"Would you... Like to take a shower together?"

I propped myself up on my arms, kissing his cheek softly, smiling as he giggled softly.

"Whatever you want."

He smiled and crawled out of the bed, heading for the door. I couldn't help but smile as I watched him walk away from me, his adorable behind on display for me to see. He turned back, seeing that I hadn't moved, and smirked at me, shaking his hips a bit.

"Stop staring and come with me. You have plenty of time to enjoy the view later."

I laughed softly, standing up and following him out of the room, and down the hall to the bathroom. I closed the door behind us, pulling two towels out from the cabinet. Yoosung turned on the tap, placing his hand underneath it to test the temperature. I leaned against the sink, smiling as I looked him over. He had dark purple hickeys all over the left side of his neck and shoulders, some splaying down his chest and stomach, scratch marks on his back, a hickey on his inner thigh as well. I tried to stifle a giggle at just how bad it was, but he heard me, turning to me in confusion.

"What?"

"Um... You might... You might want to look in the mirror, darling."

Yoosung raised an eyebrow, standing slowly and moving to the full-length mirror next to me, gasping in shock at his reflection, looking at me incredulously.

"Oh my god, I said mark me, Saeran, not make me look like I was beaten up!"

I smiled, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind, peppering small kisses along his shoulder where the bruises were.

"Oh, I think people will know exactly what those marks are from."

Yoosung smacked my arm, giving me a playful glare through the mirror before taking my hand, pulling me into the shower with him. He turned on the shower head, and I gasped as it sprayed directly on me first thing, the initial burst of cold water chilling me to the core. Yoosung laughed loudly at my expression, clutching his stomach as he giggled.

"That's payback for all my freaking hickeys."

I rolled my eyes, grabbing him by the hips and pulling him against me, leaning in close to his ear, and I felt him shiver as the now-hot water poured over our bodies simultaneously, "You seemed to enjoy it last night when you kept moaning in my arms."

Yoosung blushed, placing his hands on my arms softly, looking down shyly.

"W-Well... It did feel good... I just didn't really think about how visible they would be. I've never had a hickey before."

I smiled, smoothing his wet bangs away from his forehead, kissing his nose.

"Well I'm honoured that I was the first to kiss, the first to hold, the first to taste, and the first to make love to such an amazing human."

"Stop," Yoosung shook his head, laughing under his breath, his cheeks a bright pink, a sheepish smile on his face, "You're making me blush, jeez."

I laughed, leaning down to grab the shampoo, pouring some into my hand before passing him the bottle, beginning to lather it into my hair.

"Can't help it. You look adorable when you blush."

He glared at me again, his smile betraying him as he also began to shampoo his hair. I watched as trails of suds crawled over bruised skin, all the way down to the natural creamy white of his stomach, warmth ebbing throughout me, more content than I can ever remember being in my entire life, in this moment, with this person before me.

Soon enough we had finished showering, taking a little longer than usual as we had a short soap-fight, playing around like fools. I wrapped my towel around my waist, reaching for my blowdryer, noticing in the corner of my eye that Yoosung was staring at me as though he wanted to speak, but was unsure of whether or not he should.

"What's on your mind?"

He smiled, rubbing his neck softly, pointing at the blowdryer.

"This might sound strange, but... Could I dry your hair for you?"

I smiled, nodding, kneeling on the towel on the floor. He plugged it in, standing behind me, the dryer in one hand, a brush in the other. He turned it on, going through the motions of smoothing out my hair with the brush, running the dryer over it, repeating this process all over my head. I closed my eyes, a small smile on my lips- never in my life has anyone tried to dry my hair for me. I never thought something so simple could be so relaxing, and so intimate. I nearly fell asleep as the calming sensation of him drying and brushing my hair pulled my body into a lull. It was only when Yoosung pressed a kiss to the top of my head did I snap back to reality- he was finished.

I stood up, laughing as he gave me a quick hug, nuzzling his face into my chest happily, placing soft kisses along my collarbones. I laced my hand into his, leading him out of the bathroom and down towards the bedroom, freezing in my tracks as we came upon the living room, my gaze coming upon Saeyoung standing there, a knowing smirk on his face, and Jade standing apologetically behind him.

"S-Saeyoung! You said you wouldn't be back until two days from now!"

Saeyoung's smirk grew wider, shrugging his shoulders playfully.

"Ehhhh, I lied. I was curious about how things would have gone without us here. So, Yoosung," I could see Yoosung's face turning bright pink next to me, his eyes wide as saucers, "Looks like you two got pretty close while we were gone, huh?" Saeyoung gestured loosely to the hickeys covering Yoosung's upper body, and Yoosung squeezed my hand, his free hand flying up to cover his chest as best he could.

My own cheeks were burning hot- I had never been this embarrassed in my life. "Saeyoung, can you not-"

"So," He cut me off, his grin smug, his eyes twinkling behind his glasses, and I clenched my teeth- this bastard meant to tease me, "Yoosung did Saeran treat you well?" He stepped closer to us, grinning down at Yoosung, who was now the darkest shade of pink I had ever seen him, "Seriously, I hope he wasn't too, uh, hard on you."

"SAEYOUNG!" I yelled at him, my cheeks on fire, Yoosung letting go of my hand to bury his face in his palms, attempting to hide from the world, an embarrassed squeak muffled into his hands. Jade rolled her eyes, pulling Saeyoung away from us, dragging him behind her.

"Oooookay, I think that's enough of that. Sorry guys, I told him not to, but well, you know him."

Saeyoung shot finger guns at us as he was dragged away, winking at me over his shoulder.

"Heck yeah they do!"

I slammed my palm against my forehead, groaning loudly, turning to Yoosung to apologize, who was still hiding his face in his hands. I wrapped my hand around his wrist, guiding him to my room, closing the door behind us, and I sighed softly as he flopped onto the bed, burying his face into the pillows. I walked over to him, sitting on the edge of the bed, placing my hand at the small of his back.

"Are you mad?"

Yoosung shook his head, tilting it just enough that he could look at me from the corner of his eye.

"It's not your fault Saeyoung is a jerk. I'm just embarrassed, because... Well..." His eyes flitted down, breaking my gaze, burying his face backinto his arms. I rubbed his back, urging him to continue.

"Because what?"

"Because," His voice was muffled into the sheets as he spoke, the tips of his ears bright pink, "You're the only person I wanted to see me like that."

I couldn't help but smile a bit.

"You were wearing a towel, Yoosung."

He shot up, his face completely serious.

"And I was naked under that towel!"

I burst into laughter, shaking my head, pulling him into my arms.

"Well technically everyone is naked under all their clothes either way. Besides, if Saeyoung ever tried to see you without one, I would beat the crap out of him. I know he wouldn't though- he might love to see people suffer so he can laugh at it, but he's very loyal to his significant other. And he wouldn't do that to me," I sighed, rolling my eyes, "He'll just tease me endlessly about my relationship. He'll probably be questioning me about it later."

Yoosung blushed again, burying his face into my chest, sighing softly, and I closed my eyes slowly as I felt his warm breath trickle down my stomach.

"Don't tell him too much though... I want to keep the intimate details between us. In more ways than one." His eyes flicked up to meet mine, a playful tint laying beneath them, and I smiled, running my hands along his sides.

"And what ways might that be?"

He grinned, pinning me down to the bed.

"Well, let me take off your towel and I'll show you what I want to keep between us."

ANNNND That's it for this chapter~

I had to throw in Saeyoung being an annoying little shit of a brother because we all know he totally would be. XD In a good way and bad way. Embarrassment 101 taught by 707

~Pixil-8