Side Story 2
Inside the former Guild Master’s mansion. Through the large glass window, a beautiful winter landscape unfolded. Snow piled atop tall pine trees added to the elegance of the scene.
Secretary Dongkwon, who was enjoying the view, waited for Taebeom in front of the door as usual today. His complexion, which always looked tired, was rarely vibrant.
It had been a long time since overnight shifts became routine due to his leader’s sleeplessness. Recently, thanks to the leader returning to his quarters at least every other day, his sleep time had also increased.
He felt like praying with a glass of water every day in the hope that daily life like this would continue for a long, long time. That’s how peaceful it was. Everyone was happy.
*Ring—*
Just as he was thinking about the guild members, a call came in as if by magic.
“Yes, Esper Jihan.”
“Secretary, are you busy?”
Not only Jihan’s voice but also the sound of noisy conversation could be heard. It seemed everyone was together.
“It’s fine. Please go ahead.”
The secretary continued the call with a warm smile.
“Just a moment. Hey guys, could you be quiet for a bit?”
Jihan asked as if addressing kindergartners. However, the conversation didn’t quiet down. Geonho and Seojun were blaming each other while trying to catch Siwoo who was running around.
The secretary, who had been bored, just giggled. Just then, the door opened.
“Secretary!”
Siwoo, who had been meowing, returned to human form and raised his voice. Once again, the timing was uncanny.
“Where’s Kang Taebeom?”
His bright voice reached Taebeom who had just opened the door and come out.
“Ah, right now—”
The secretary closed his mouth when he saw Taebeom extending his hand. He obediently handed over the phone.
“Are you busy right now? Should I call back later?”
“I’m not busy.”
There was a brief silence when the call partner suddenly changed without warning. Soon, a pleasant voice flowed into the ear along with a small laugh.
“Then come quickly. Stop pretending to be busy.”
The secretary stepped back one step and observed Taebeom from the corner of his eye. A gentle warmth began to surround his face, which had been cold and emotionless all day, as if sunlight had soaked into it. It was a subtle difference, but one that couldn’t be missed by Taebeom’s close associate.
“Where are you? Okay, I’m coming now. Food?”
As they descended the long staircase together, the secretary listened attentively to Taebeom’s slow responses. In the yard, the former Guild Master’s secretary and the children were building a snowman.
Even after exchanging brief greetings with them and crossing the main gate, Taebeom didn’t put down the phone. The two never seemed to want to end their calls once they started. The secretary watched Taebeom comfortably as he talked on his phone for more than 10 minutes and smiled warmly.
Today, too, it snowed a lot. The Baekya Guild welcomed the snow that would continue to fall heavily tomorrow and the day after.
Since Siwoo liked it, they all came to like the snow too.
* * *
“Where’s Han Siwoo?”
“Isn’t he in your room?”
Late at night, Geonho came down to the living room, drying his hair with a towel after finishing his shower. Siwoo, who had been asleep in his bed when he left, had disappeared.
Jihan, who was reading gate documents in the living room, told Geonho to check the leader’s room. Seojun was out on patrol. Only Geonho, Jihan, and Siwoo were in the residence.
“He’s not in hyung’s room either.”
“He’s not in the leader’s room?”
Jihan finally got up from the sofa and joined in the search for Siwoo. Geonho opened every door, calling Siwoo’s name. Jihan checked every corner, looking under beds and behind curtains.
They searched all the rooms, but Siwoo didn’t appear. Geonho came out of Siwoo’s room with a serious face, scratching his head vigorously.
“Could he have gone out without saying anything…?”
Disappearing without a word meant he was angry. But today, they had finished guiding appropriately and Siwoo had gone to sleep in a good mood. They were going to bathe together, but when Siwoo complained about being cold, Geonho had wrapped him in a blanket and put him to bed first.
“What is it? Why is he angry?”
Is he mad because I didn’t bathe him? He clearly said he would shower tomorrow.
While Geonho was trying to figure out what he did wrong, Jihan entered Geonho’s room just in case.
He looked around to confirm, though Geonho had already searched. Geonho wasn’t naturally meticulous, so he often couldn’t find Siwoo when he was determined to hide. Usually, Jihan and Seojun found him first. Like now.
“Ha.”
When he unfolded the thick blanket bunched up on the bed, a white body rolled out. He was sleeping so deeply. Siwoo, sprawled out with his tongue sticking out, didn’t even wake up when he hit the pillow.
“Just how much did he do again?”
Jihan laughed with a sigh as he carefully lifted the small, white body lying spread-eagled. He moved from the space filled with Geonho’s energy to his own clean room.
“Hyung, call me when you find Han Siwoo!”
Geonho ran to the entrance, not even knowing that Jihan had found Siwoo. Jihan didn’t stop him.
“Oh, yeah. Go ahead.”
He told Geonho, who was leaving the residence without even putting on an outer coat, to look around as far as possible. Even without being told, Geonho would scour every corner of the center until he found Siwoo.
After the front door closed roughly, Jihan smiled gently. Finally, they were alone.
Since the Baekya Guild’s schedule had become less tight, the residence was always bustling. Siwoo subtly enjoyed being around many people, so no one could complain, but in truth, the Espers wanted to be alone with Siwoo.
It was a natural desire to want to spend intimate time with someone you like. Sometimes they would swallow so much blood in their mouths from holding back that desire.
Surprisingly, Jihan was the one who swallowed the most blood. The youngest seemed resigned, and Geonho was the type to express his disappointment with his whole body rather than holding it in. With a personality opposite to Geonho’s, Jihan would smile on the outside while withering on the inside.
No matter how hard Siwoo tried to guide everyone fairly, some would inevitably feel neglected. Because everyone has someone they become weak for. The Kang brothers were such beings for Siwoo.
“Guide-nim.”
If he expressed the disappointment building inside, Siwoo might comfort him. But Jihan wasn’t that kind of person. He always just grumbled playfully, letting his true feelings flow away lightly. Worried that their kind and diligent guide would overexert himself again.
“Shall I bathe you?”
When he whispered close to the pointed ear, Siwoo’s mouth gaped open and made a small sound like “mmm.” He seemed like he would wake up if shaken a little more. He didn’t want to wake him, but to wash him properly, his current form wouldn’t do.
“Guide-nim.”
Jihan lowered his voice even more and whispered very softly.
“If you sleep without washing, you’ll get a stomachache.”
Even while sleeping, Siwoo wrinkled his nose as if he heard the word ‘stomachache.’ Jihan pressed his lips to the twitching nose tip and gently patted the white bottom.
“I’ll take it out. Guide-nim, keep sleeping.”
He gently emitted a wave as if needing guiding and clung to Siwoo. Immediately, Siwoo returned to human form. It was a reflexive response.
Jihan silently laughed as he gazed at Siwoo’s naked body. He felt it every day, but he was an incredibly diligent guide. If his Esper needed guiding, he would return to human form and emit energy anywhere, anytime.
Even now, Siwoo habitually opened his lips and wrapped his arms around Jihan’s neck. To guide while sleeping—it was an amazing skill worthy of an SS-rank.
“Amazing. Our Guide-nim.”
Jihan hugged Siwoo while pushing away his guiding without absorbing it. He had no intention of taking energy from the exhausted, sleeping Siwoo. He only wanted to help him sleep more comfortably.
He caught a wet towel that flew in from the bathroom and wiped the body that had Geonho’s waves on it.
The warm towel passed over smooth legs and arms, and the neck and collarbone marked with red spots, leaving moisture behind. Next was the chest.
“Ngh…”
When the wet towel touched his chest, Siwoo flinched and turned his body to the side. Jihan silently laughed as he watched Siwoo bury his nose in his thigh.
He admired the face revealed under the snow-white hair for a moment. It was a face he had engraved in his mind so deeply that he could draw it with his eyes closed. A face he would never tire of seeing.
“Why are you so pretty.”
He traced the round forehead and high nose with his fingertips before finally kissing him. Jihan lay on his side following Siwoo and wrapped his arms and legs around the naked body.
“Stop being so pretty, Guide-nim. My heart won’t survive.”
He rubbed his lips against the small nostrils and gently bit the high bridge of his nose with his teeth. Not a single part of him wasn’t pretty.
What would happen if such a pretty face became known to the outside world? Jihan was seriously worried that Siwoo might be kidnapped. This wasn’t a joke, but sincerely.
Should he ask to cancel the year-end interview? Jihan swallowed a sigh as he mulled over the upcoming broadcast schedule.
The filming date was in two weeks. The interview questions had already been delivered to Siwoo.
For the first time, Jihan didn’t want to go to the broadcasting station. Despite usually enjoying the filming as much as he liked receiving attention. The thought of Siwoo sitting there prettily dressed up in that crowded place already made him uncomfortable.
Jihan’s furrowed brow relaxed as he watched Siwoo embracing him.
Sensing Jihan’s sharpened waves in his sleep, Siwoo began patting him. He also mumbled something while moving his lips, but Jihan couldn’t make it out clearly. Gathering the jumbled words, it seemed like he was telling him to calm down.
“Ha…”
After telling him to stop being so pretty, now he was flaunting his cuteness. Jihan snickered as he closed his eyes tightly before opening them again, as if dizzy.
He hugged Siwoo, grinning like a fool, not knowing what to do with himself out of happiness. This was a regular occurrence.
After taking time to calm his feelings, he moved his hand again. The warm towel that had been resting on Siwoo’s chest and stomach gradually moved to deeper places.
Just take it out. Just take it out.
Chanting almost like a spell inwardly, he wrapped the towel around the flesh of the inner thigh. Siwoo’s breathing became a bit heavier as he flinched. When the warm cloth pressed against his perineum, the stimulation seemed intense, and he let out a soft moan even in his sleep.
“Mmm…”
“I’m just wiping you. In case Guide-nim gets a stomachache.”
Jihan captured Siwoo’s loosely parted lips and lowered his arm deeper. He rubbed the entrance with his fingertips to give sufficient warning of insertion so Siwoo wouldn’t be startled, then spread the wrinkled flesh.
Siwoo lifted his hips at the sensation of being penetrated. When the long index finger slowly entered his body, his moans grew louder.
Jihan felt the slightly loosened inner walls and inserted his finger halfway. It was clean inside. Seeing that nothing came out, it seemed someone had already scraped it out.
Well, he’s not the type to leave it as is.
Jihan pulled Siwoo closer while strongly entwining with his relaxed tongue. Just as he was about to withdraw his finger, he instead thrust it in deeply to the base.
“Hik…!”
Siwoo opened his eyes at the strong stimulation and furrowed his brow in surprise at the pressing feeling inside him. He made sounds through his throat as he received the probing kiss with a face still half-asleep.
Because he hadn’t fully awakened, his vision remained blurry. Having just had his guiding energy sucked away, he couldn’t easily shake off the drowsy feeling.
“Ugh.”
When his insides were deeply penetrated to the point of slight pain, Siwoo pushed away the hard shoulder in surprise. As he turned his head, the lips immediately retreated and moved down to his neck.
“Hey, Ji…”
Siwoo grabbed the head of the guy who was sucking on his Adam’s apple while gasping for breath. Nevertheless, the hand invading his insides didn’t stop moving.
“Ah, ungh. Hnngh…!”
How deeply he was probing inside. Every time the finger entered, his hips lifted sharply. Siwoo flailed his weakened legs and looked puzzled.
Was something missing? He was sure they had both been satisfied when they finished.
“Wait, ah, too, deep…”
He paused as he tried to push him away, clutching the thick thighs. The flesh with distinct contours above the firm thigh had grown almost to bursting point. It seemed wrong to sleep like this.
“Go slowly.”
Siwoo whispered softly as he closed his heavy eyelids. Although he didn’t have the energy to keep his eyes open, he could still do more.
As a sign of permission, he firmly pressed the erect column, and hot breath fell on Siwoo’s face as if it felt good. Siwoo embraced the neck marked with veins as he breathed this in.
“Kang Geonho…”
He called the guy’s name and spread his legs wider. But for some reason, the enlarged flesh that seemed angry suddenly subsided.
He was about to open his eyes, wondering what kind of fickle behavior this was, when noisy commotion came from the living room.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
