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Tae Hyun opened his eyes and looked to his side. Jason’s eyes were still closed, but he was obviously awake. And Tae Hyun must’ve been unknowingly humming again. “Yes. I was mentally rehearsing the choreo. Sorry if I woke you.”
Jason smiled, his eyes still closed, as he rolled to his side and cuddled up next to Tae Hyun. “It’s okay.” Jason snuck his hand onto Tae Hyun’s stomach and slowly moved it south, his fingers lazily trailing across Tae Hyun’s belly until he found his crotch. “Hmm. Looks like you’re enjoying your rehearsal a little too much.”
Tae Hyun chuckled. “That’s just morning wood.”
“I was gonna say–” Jason slid his bent leg over Tae Hyun’s lower body, trapping him in place. “–I know you’re going for sexy with this album, but this might be a little too realistic.”
Tae Hyun snorted. “Finally.”
“What?”
“You always claim to be jealous, but you never actually act that way. I think this is the first time.”
Jason briefly frowned and opened his eyes. “What are you talking about?”
“You always say that you’re insanely jealous. Then you let me do whatever I want. You’ve never once complained–not about what I do, or who I talk to, or–”
Jason furrowed his brows with confusion. Or maybe concern. “Are you saying you want me to complain more?”
“No.” Tae Hyun sighed. “Never mind. I’ve gotta get up anyway.”
“Oh, no, you don’t.” Jason pushed himself up, straddled Tae Hyun’s pelvis, and pinned his arms to the mattress in a series of swift moves that caught Tae Hyun by surprise. “You don’t get to casually drop a bomb like that and leave me hanging.”
“Drop a bomb?”
“You know what I mean, so let’s clear this up. I don’t act jealous because I don’t have any reason to. And I don’t act possessive because you’re not my possession.”
Tae Hyun hadn’t meant to bring up jealousy–not after the other day when he’d gotten jealous of Jason talking to someone else at Raven’s after-party. It sort of slipped out in his early morning mental haze. He considered struggling free. Jason wasn’t even putting his full weight on him. But it was probably better to see it through. It was his issue, after all. Not Jason’s. “Are you honestly saying you don’t get jealous of Daniel?”
Jason smiled. “Are you kidding? Of course, I get jealous of the hot, sexy dancer who gets to spend all day wrapping his arms around my boyfriend.”
“But–”
“But I don’t act jealous cuz I understand why he does it. You remember what I do for a living, right?” Jason snorted. “Aside from being a producer.” Tae Hyun nodded. “And someday I’m gonna be in another movie. And I might have to kiss someone in that movie. Or, even more than that. Hell, in my last movie, I had a full-on nude scene.”
Tae Hyun’s eyebrows shot up. “You were naked?”
“It was just my butt.”
“Oh, but–”
“But that’s not the point. The point is: Would that make you jealous? And would you tell me I can’t do any kissing or nude scenes because of it?”
Tae Hyun swallowed his breezy retort as Jason’s point sunk in. He’d first seen Jason inThe Moon Shines Madly, in which he spent a not insignificant amount of time on screen wearing only his underwear. How would Tae Hyun feel about that now that they were boyfriends? It was at least as intimate–no, it was even more intimate than what Tae Hyun was doing with Daniel and the dancers. And the emotions Tae Hyun and Daniel expressed were just part of the dance. It wasn’t real.
“No. I suppose not. But–” Tae Hyun paused, waiting for Jason to interrupt. But Jason said nothing. “But you’ve never been cheated on.”
Jason raised a single eyebrow. “No. Are you cheating on me?”
Tae Hyun shook his head. “No. But what if I was?”
Jason shrugged. “I’d probably get really upset. And I’d wonder what was so wrong between us that would make someone like you think that’s a good idea.”
“Someone like me?”
Jason nodded. “You know what it’s like to be cheated on. And you don’t seem like the type who’d do that anyway. Hell, you’ve never been shy about telling me when I do something wrong.”
Tae Hyun half smiled as he thought about all the times he’d had to calm Jason down. Or straighten him out. “I suppose.”
