TW: Dub-Con (it is not between the husbands and MC).

Doyun arrived at the conference room at the Serpent Guild. The other PR workers were inside while Hana stood at the front, holding a tablet. They were waiting for Doyun. Doyun took a seat at the top of the table, leaning forward as he told Hana, “Explain to me what you have.” 

Hana cleared her throat, pushing a button on her tablet that connected to the power board, and presented what she had to everyone. “Around 11 o’clock, Hunter Sa and the new hunters had gone to one of the Gates we own in the Lyfin District. Hunter Sa remarked that the Division hunter we hired was not there. As he was getting ready to call to find out the Division’s worker whereabouts, one of the new hunters tried to enter the Gate without him and the others. He had stopped the hunter, but the hunter still touched the Gate. Once the Gate was touched, it mutated for some reason. 

“A Lycan, which was the boss, and wolves came out of the Gate. Hunter Sa stayed behind to help the new hunters and keep them safe while the Lycan quickly ran off once the wolves came out. Hunter Sa called Hunter Im and Choi to catch the Lycan, and even though they swiftly responded, it was still too late to save the civilians who died. Hunter Sa and the new hunters have been transported to the hospital with the civilians who have been injured.” 

Doyun took in all the information, tapping his fingers along the table. After a few minutes of digesting everything and thinking of what to do, he finally gave some direction. 

“The first thing we are going to put out is asking for some answers from the Division department. We have paid them to have someone watch over the Gate; we need to know why that person was not doing their job and where they had gone. I also want you to upload the evidence that we check the Gates every day; I don’t want to hear us being called incompetent when we have been doing our jobs. Next, for the civilians who died, we will send messages to their families, our condolences, and compensate them. We will also pay for the funeral arrangements and have our main hunters go to every funeral, if they can. We will have Hunter Sa and the new hunters have a conference talking about what happened, and I want the impulsive hunter to apologize to everyone for being hot-headed; that attitude led to delayed decisions for Hunter Sa, understand? 

“And finally, we will cover the hospital bill for the injured hunters and any damages to the city. I want one team to draft up a few posts to send out and scripts for the conference; send them over to me to review before posting. And I want another team to talk with the financial team and calculate the cost of everything. I also need someone to monitor people’s opinions; we have to turn this around and not let this affect our guild or the main hunters. Hana, go to the Division department and talk with them about incompetent workers. Does everyone understand what I need them to do?” 

Everyone and Hana nodded their head. 

Doyun stood up, checking the time before straightening his clothes, “Then quickly get started. The faster we are done, the quicker we can change the public’s opinion. You are all dismissed.” He left the room with others following behind. As he walked to the elevator, Hana caught up to him. 

“The Collectors have mentioned that the Lycan’s dead body is missing,” Hana whispered as they entered the elevator. 

Doyun wanted to sigh; it wasn’t the first time a monster’s body had gone missing. Other guilds have been dealing with this problem, too. “Don’t mention anything about this. We cannot have people saying that even the number one and number two hunters couldn’t hold onto a dead monster's body.” 

“Okay.” 

“I will be going to the hospital. Once you are done with your task, can you ensure everyone stays on top of theirs?” 

“Yes.” 

“Thank you.” Once they reached the lobby, Doyun walked forward and practically jogged to his car to drive to the hospital. Changmin should be waking up soon. 

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Golden Edge Hospital - Sa Changmin 

Changmin finally came to. He remembered when they recommended that he and the other hunters go to the hospital. Even though Changmin sustained minimal injuries, they still wanted to check him over. At first, he agreed, until they said which hospital. He honestly should have known because what hunter did not go to the S-class Healer? But Changmin is different; he would rather eat shit than see that man. 

So, like an irrational adult, he fought, only to end up knocked out by his fucking Captain. He couldn’t understand what Doyun saw in that crazy couple. 

Now, here he was, lying on a hospital bed with his arms tied behind his head. He flexed his hands, noticing that someone had used awakener-restricting cuffs on him. Changmin clicked his tongue, knowing there could only be one person who would do this to him. 

“Minnie Hyung, you are finally awake. I was getting tired of sitting here.” Myo Jin-Ho stood up, moving closer to Changmin. Flinching from being called hyung, he looked away from Jin-Ho, “Don’t you have others to take care of? Untie me and go.” 

Jin-Ho laughed, “Minnie Hyung, you are so adorable. Especially with the way you still cannot look at me. Do you still want to kill me?” 

“You have to matter to me for me to think about you. Now, untie me.” Changmin practically demanded. Well, he tried to, but his demanding tone died towards the end. 

It was silent until Jin-Ho finally moved, crawling on top of Changmin. He grabbed Changmin's chin, forcing the hunter to look at him. Baring his teeth, Changmin kept his eyes from Jin-Ho's face. He focused past the healer's shoulder. Jin-Ho clicked his tongue. 

“Why won't you look at me, Minnie Hyung?” Jin-Ho started running his finger down Changmin's cheek to his lips, down his chin, and finally to his neck. He softly scratched against the skin. 

Changmin shivered, squeezing his eyes shut. He could feel himself growing hard and hated it. Even after everything, the only person who could get him hard was Jin-Ho. The healer had trained him well. 

“Please let me go.” Changmin practically begged. 

Jin-Ho ignored his pleas, growing excited when he felt the growing bulge under him. He moved his hips, grinding against it. Changmin harshly inhaled, biting his lower lip to stop any sound from coming out. “Hyung.” Jin-Ho moaned as he kept grinding on Changmin. 

Changmin’s nails dug into his palms, “You cannot do this.” 

“No one will hear us, and we have time for some quick fun before anyone enters this room.” Jin-Ho snapped his fingers as a spatial barrier surrounded them and the room. Besides his three healer skills, he had one spatial barrier skill. It made it easier to heal someone during battle, but Jin-Ho abused the skill on Changmin. 

Noticing the barrier, Changmin started breathing hard, keeping his eyes shut in defeat. What could he do when Jin-Ho had him locked up and even set up a barrier to keep anyone from hearing them? 

Jin-Ho’s hand moved down Changmin’s body, loving the way it shivered under his touch. When he stopped at the top of his (CH) pants, he (J) felt the way Changmin tensed. Jin-Ho chuckled, “You may say you don’t want it, but your body craves my touch.” 

“And who made it that way?” Changmin swiftly argued. 

Jin-Ho leaned forward, softly kissing Changmin’s ear as he whispered, “I did.” He started leaving soft kisses along his (CH) ear, slowly moving down to his neck as his hands pulled down Changmin’s pants and underwear. He grabbed the twitching shaft, rubbing it as his lips stayed attached to Changmin’s skin. Changmin kept his mouth shut, swallowing down every moan. 

Jin-Ho chuckled against his skin, finding his actions cute and funny. He stuck out his tongue, licking along his neck and back up to his ear, taking the earlobe into his mouth, sucking on it. He took a small bite before letting it fall from his mouth and whispered, “I miss tasting you, Hyung. Do you miss feeling me against you?” 

Changmin shook his head, breathing hard through his nose as his face frowned in reluctant pleasure. “I don’t believe you, because this part is saying something else.” Jin-Ho squeezed the shaft in his hand, rubbing a finger against the slightly leaking tip. Changmin's toes curled as he almost let out a groan. 

Jin-Ho let him go, moving his body back into a straight sitting position. He took off his white coat, setting it aside as he pulled out a package of lube from his blue scrub pants. He held the pack in his mouth as he pulled off his pants and underwear, setting them near his white coat. Jin-Ho opened the pack, spreading it all over his fingers before setting it down and slipping a finger inside himself. He moved the finger in and out, adding another finger as he stretched his hole. 

Changmin, hearing the sound mixed with Jin-Ho’s soft moans, had him bite his lip harder until it split open from the roughness. Jin-Ho’s free hand touched Changmin’s lips, causing him (CH) to let the bottom one slip from his teeth. He (J) healed the wound while adding a third and fourth finger inside himself. Jin-Ho looked from Changmin’s lips to his throbbing shaft, licking his lips, “I miss having you inside me. God, the way you used to stretch me out while holding me down had me touching myself almost every day. Hyung, you can never understand how much I crave you. You can never leave me.” 

After speaking those words, Jin-Ho slipped his fingers out and grabbed the remaining lube. He poured the rest on Changmin’s hard shaft, grabbing it as he lined the length against his hole. He quickly pushed it inside, practically sitting down on the length until every inch was inside. Changmin couldn’t stop himself from moaning out loud once he felt the tight heat engulfing him. He wanted to die from how good it felt; his body sang in pleasure. 

“Hyung. Hyung. Hyung.” Jin-Ho chanted as he started riding Changmin without abandon. He did not care for the burn and pain from the sudden stretch; all he felt was pleasure from having his obsession inside him. 

Changmin felt like he had sunk to hell with no way to return. 

· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·

When Doyun entered the hospital, his eyes lit up like a Christmas tree when he saw his favorite doggy. Since he was a child, he always loved animals, so he couldn’t stop his excitement when he ran over to the dog in question. He reached into his pocket, taking out a candy as he presented it to the dog, “Hunter Hwa, how are you?” 

Hwa Dong-Min, the dog in question, turned towards Doyun. Even though his face did not show any emotions, his eyes shone at Doyun. “Lil’Vine,” Dong-Min answered, grabbing the candy from Doyun. Dong-Min unwrapped the candy and stuck it through the muzzle he wore, eating it. Even though Dong-Min did not answer Doyun’s question, Doyun knew he meant that he was good. Dong-Min was a man—dog—of a few words. 

After watching Dong-Min eat, he glanced around. If Dong-Min were here, that meant Jin-Sang and Yongsun were still around. Unless told, Dong-Min would always be where his owners were. “Are Hunter Im and Hunter Choi still here?” He asked. 

“Mhm.” 

Doyun felt a certain emotion course through him before squashing it after Dong-Min confirmed his thoughts. “Okay, I am off. I will bring a new flavor next time I see you.” Doyun quickly walked away before the husbands could appear. But it seemed the universe was against him. 

He checked in with the front desk and got Changmin’s room number. As he started walking to the room, turning a hall, he saw Jin-Sang and Yongsun. Doyun stopped in his tracks, swallowing as he wanted to turn back around. But he knew it was too late because the husbands had seen him. 

“Lil’Vine,” Yongsun called, beckoning Doyun to come over. Doyun took a deep breath before walking over to the couple.

“Is there anything you need, Hunter Choi?” Doyun respectfully asked, putting a distance between them. He tried to act like that night between them didn’t happen. Although his body shivered from the stares the hunters gave him. 

“Darling, I am a little hurt that Lil’Vine is putting a barrier between us. Were we that bad?” Yongsun playfully complained to his husband. 

Doyun quickly shook his head, “No, no. It was incredible.” His face turned red once that word left his mouth. 

“Oh?” Yongsun smirked, causing Doyun to turn into a tomato. 

Doyun glanced away, trying to wave off the heat on his face, “If there is nothing, I need to go pick up Hunter Sa.” 

This time, Jin-Sang grabbed Doyun’s chin, turning his head so they were face to face. “Is it hard to look us in the eyes? Do you regret it?” 

Doyun bit his lip, shaking his head as best as he could in Jin-Sang’s grip. He would never regret sleeping with them. But he knew nothing could come from it. Having the memory was more than enough for him. Jin-Sang let his chin go, but he softly touched his cheek, then slowly rubbed his bottom lip, making Doyun slightly open his mouth. He pinched the bottom lip between his fingers, almost abusing it. His eyes stayed focused. 

Yongsun reached over, running his hand through Doyun’s hair before gripping a few strands and tilting his head back. Doyun forgot how to breathe. His eyes moved between the husbands, unsure where to focus. But, then again, he could barely focus. “Lil’Vine, do you want to do it again?” 

Doyun’s heart almost stopped. They couldn’t mean what I think they mean, right? He could barely talk since Jin-Sang had his lip hostage, but the questions in his eyes answered for him. “We want another taste,” Jin-Sang answered his thoughts. 

Doyun felt like fireworks went off in his body. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing; he almost wanted to pinch himself to ensure he didn’t fall asleep in the hospital’s parking lot. Doyun could only stare at them in disbelief. Even when Jin-Sang let his lip go, he couldn’t find words to speak. 

“Yes or no, Lil’Vine?” Yongsun asked once more. 

Doyun opened and closed his mouth a few times before words finally left them.