#16
“…You’re lying.”
When Ha-min quietly murmured that Tae-rim looked too skilled at this natural behavior, Tae-rim retorted with an indignant face.
“It’s true. Want to touch it?”
As he showed signs of forcibly grabbing Ha-min’s hand, Ha-min shook his head with a bright smile. Tae-rim stared intently at Ha-min’s clear smiling face and laughed pleasantly. Ha-min, with a smile on his lips, looked down at Tae-rim’s ringed hand as if entranced, and Tae-rim continuously gazed at Ha-min with a completely smitten expression. Like someone who had fallen in love at first sight.
“Give me your hand.”
Tae-rim extended his ringed hand once more. Ha-min stretched out his fidgeting hand with an embarrassed face.
“…My hand is sweaty.”
Despite Ha-min’s embarrassed mumbling, Tae-rim took his hand without much concern. Upon discovering the wound on Ha-min’s palm, Tae-rim’s eyebrows momentarily contorted, but he quickly swallowed it down, slightly tilting his stiff neck as he slipped the remaining ring onto Ha-min’s ring finger without hesitation. Then he immediately brought Ha-min’s hand to his lips and kissed it. Softly murmuring as he kissed not only the damp palm and its wounds, but various parts of the hand.
“Thank you, Ha-min.”
“…”
“It’s so beautiful, I really like it.”
Gazing directly at Ha-min whose cheeks were flushed red, Tae-rim extended his other hand.
“But, Ha-min.”
A somewhat subdued voice immediately followed. Though he was forcing a smile with his lips, his eyes were momentarily creased with concern. His outstretched hand touched the wound on Ha-min’s cheekbone.
“…Hyung doesn’t want to see you hurt anymore.”
He was speaking with a smile, but his eyes somehow looked pitiful. In that moment, Ha-min recalled how Tae-rim would caress his scars whenever he was asleep. While he would bite and suck on them carelessly during sex, when Ha-min was sleeping, he would carefully stroke and caress his scars as if handling something fragile.
“It’s okay if you stand me up, or make me wait forever.”
“…”
“Don’t strain yourself to the point of getting hurt.”
Ha-min’s heart ached at the sight of the other person looking more sorrowful than himself. Even until this moment, since Ha-min had entered the restaurant, Tae-rim couldn’t take his eyes off the wound, as if it bothered him.
“…I just fell, that’s all.”
“You must have fallen while rushing here.”
At his immediate response, Ha-min looked at him with a slightly surprised face. He was like a psychic.
“…Yeah. But it doesn’t hurt at all, really.”
“I don’t want even one more scar on your body.”
“…”
“There’s nothing more precious to me than you right now.”
Ha-min couldn’t continue speaking at hyung’s sincere words, devoid of any playfulness. His breath caught, and his solar plexus stung. His stomach churned, and his fingertips tingled. Once, even he hadn’t valued himself. To the extent that he wanted to throw himself away, and had tried to do so. But Tae-rim valued him more than he valued himself.
Ha-min felt his throat gradually heating up and the tip of his nose becoming sore, but he held back. Today was a good day. He didn’t want to act miserable.
“The moment I saw you were hurt, my heart was torn.”
Suddenly, Tae-rim’s flippant words were heard. It was his consideration to change the mood. Ha-min, who had been on the verge of tears, let out a faint laugh at his frivolous remark. Swallowing whatever was surging up his throat, he responded with a slight playfulness.
“…You’re lying.”
“I’m not. Want to see?”
Tae-rim retorted glibly and attempted to take off the shirt he was wearing. Ha-min was startled and moved to block his arm. One might think he wouldn’t really undress outside, but by now, Ha-min knew him too well. He was someone who would actually do what he said he would.
“…Don’t. What are you doing?”
“It’s because Ha-min doesn’t believe me.”
“…I believe you, I’ll believe you.”
“I love you.”
He suddenly confessed his love to Ha-min, who was reluctantly responding with a troubled face. It was a confession he heard every day, and Tae-rim always whispered it to him like a habit or a routine. Even though he heard it often, Ha-min would always freeze momentarily with a blank expression. Tae-rim gazed at the dazed Ha-min and smiled softly. Then, bringing Ha-min’s arm with its still vivid scars to his lips, he repeated the same words.
“I love you.”
“…”
“I love you, I love you.”
He whispered and whispered again with his lips pressed against the rough, raised scars. Behind his enchantingly beautiful smiling face, snowflakes could be seen fluttering. Like a fairy tale backdrop, white snowballs were falling from the sky beyond the window.
On the snowy streets, Christmas trees and neon signs that sparkle every year-end were shining brilliantly. Sweet carols softly filled the interior of the store. Ha-min, who had thought his plan had failed, realized he had been thoroughly mistaken. This moment was perfect in every way. From the beginning, it was perfect enough with just this one person before his eyes.
Ha-min smiled more radiantly than ever, his eyes curving until his pupils were barely visible. A ticklish excitement, a heartfelt happiness poured down along with the snow.
**
Soft kisses continuously echoed in the corridor in front of their home. The gentle kisses continued smoothly. His smooth lips landed once on Ha-min’s lips, once on his cheek, once on his chin, and then back up to his lips once more. It was a kiss that made his entire body tingle. His body tingled so much that an intense kiss might have been better.
“Hyung… let’s go inside…”
Ha-min turned his head slightly and spoke softly as his lower abdomen began to ache.
“No.”
He answered firmly with a smiling face and kissed his lips lightly again. With a wet sound, their lips parted, and Ha-min unconsciously felt disappointment, which embarrassed him.
“Ha…”
A heated breath escaped between his lips. “Ha-min…” Amidst the repeated kisses, he called Ha-min’s name again with an entranced voice and slowly lowered his lips to rub against his neck.
“Mmh…”
“Ha-min… do you know something?”
He asked provocatively with a low laugh, not removing his lips from Ha-min’s neck. Ha-min’s already flushed face was illuminated under the entrance light.
“You have a really sexy scent…”
“What are you… ugh…”
“Even though we use the same shampoo and the same body wash… it’s different.”
He whispered with a wet voice and took a deep breath with his nose buried in Ha-min’s neck. And he continuously pressed and rubbed his lips against it. His large shoulders began to heave with excitement. His eyes, which had been relaxed, glib, and affectionate, gradually became covered with passion.
“Ha… Ha-min, I don’t think I can hold back today…”
He said quietly as he began to unbutton Ha-min’s shirt one by one. His gaze was hot.
“Heh…”
Suddenly, a faint laugh escaped from Ha-min’s mouth. Tae-rim frowned questioningly.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Nothing…”
Ha-min wiped the smile from his face and continued with an embarrassed expression.
“I don’t think hyung… has ever held back before…”
He was infinitely gentle and kind usually, but he became rough during sex. Even when Ha-min struggled, he pushed until the end, and he had never shown mercy in sex to the extent that he wouldn’t let go until they had done enough.
“Ha.”
This time, it was Tae-rim who burst into laughter. He twisted his lips seductively and ran his finger down the center of Ha-min’s chest with a lustful gaze.
“What should I do?”
“Huh…?”
“Ha-min still doesn’t know hyung.”
His finger, which had traced along the shallow cleavage, slightly scratched Ha-min’s exposed nipple.
“Didn’t you think I’ve been holding back all this time?”
When Tae-rim smiled meaningfully and spoke, Ha-min’s face gradually turned pale as if shocked. Tae-rim laughed again at the visibly changing complexion. Only then did Ha-min realize he had been joking and pouted his lips sulkily.
“Don’t joke around…”
“Sorry. You’re just so cute.”
He said the embarrassing words nonchalantly and held Ha-min’s hand with his ringed hand. When the two hands wearing the same rings touched, Ha-min felt a strange sensation. A feeling of being more bound, and a feeling of becoming more united. Ha-min’s heart fluttered continuously.
“It feels so good.”
For a moment, Ha-min widened his eyes, thinking he had voiced his inner thoughts. But it was Tae-rim who had spoken first.
“It really feels like Ha-min is mine.”
Realizing that Tae-rim had thought something similar to himself while looking at the ring, Ha-min’s lips quivered as he smiled faintly.
“Mine.”
Tae-rim kissed various spots again. His wet lips stuck to Ha-min’s skin and slowly detached. Feeling the soft sensation directly, Tae-rim smacked his lips once more. As the kisses gradually intensified, groaning sounds began to leak from between Ha-min’s lips.
“Haah…”
“Mine.”
Tae-rim repeatedly whispered and this time deeply overlapped their lips. His tongue was waiting between parted lips. Like someone in heat, Tae-rim sucked on Ha-min’s tongue hard, rubbing it as he pressed their bodies together. Feeling the atmosphere gradually heating up, Ha-min also more actively raised his arms to embrace him.
“Ha… yes. Ha-min, hug hyung tighter.”
He whined lowly and pulled Ha-min’s arms to embrace him more firmly. Simultaneously, their touching tongues delved deeper. While engaging in a lewd kiss where their tongues rubbed against each other, Tae-rim began to push Ha-min. Noticing that Ha-min’s body was involuntarily shrinking from the intensifying kiss, he pressed Ha-min against the wall, strongly fixing his face so he couldn’t back away.
“Hyung, hyung… I can’t breathe…”
Despite kissing daily, it was hard to breathe when he pushed like this without mercy. Ha-min barely spoke as if pleading, but Tae-rim just responded with soulless “Mmm. Mmm.” as he pushed his tongue all the way to Ha-min’s throat. It was enough to make saliva drip from the suffocation.
“Hahk, mmph, hm…”
“Ha, hoo… mmm…”
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
