Chapter 124
“Oh, come on, a year is too long no matter how you look at it.”
As Cheong-yeon was grinning, his eyes caught the advertising proposal that Do-heon was holding.
Suddenly, he became curious about what kind of content goes into corporate documents related to actor advertisements.
“Can I read that too?”
“By all means.”
Cheong-yeon thought Do-heon might refuse, claiming it was confidential, but he readily agreed.
Having an ex-husband who’s a corporate executive has its perks. Cheong-yeon quickly got up and sat beside Do-heon before he could change his mind.
Do-heon, who was about to hand over the document, hesitated when he saw Cheong-yeon squeezing in to sit next to him.
“Ah.”
Noticing that peculiar reaction, Cheong-yeon belatedly realized his behavior might have been excessive.
“It’s just that… my manager and Hye-rin always sit next to me like this to explain things in the van… It’s become a habit.”
Worried that Do-heon might find it strange, Cheong-yeon rambled on with an excuse.
It wasn’t just his manager and Min Hye-rin. Other staff members also sat close when discussing printed materials. He’d grown accustomed to this arrangement.
“Do as you please.”
Do-heon shifted the document sideways so Cheong-yeon could read it easily, acting as if he didn’t mind.
After a brief moment of awkwardness, Cheong-yeon began reading the document page by page.
Various references from previous department store outdoor advertisements were systematically organized, along with recommendations for which products would be best to choose. Everything from duration and size of the advertisement to concept and color scheme was included.
“Wow, this is much more detailed than I expected.”
But why isn’t the most important thing—the amount—written down?
He’d always been curious about how much it cost to run an outdoor advertisement at the Hwamyeong Department Store in Apgujeong. Cheong-yeon flipped through the pages quickly, looking for information about the cost.
But even after reaching the end, there was no exact figure mentioned.
Did they deliberately omit it…?
“Huh?”
While reluctantly going back to the first page again, a familiar image caught Cheong-yeon’s eye.
An ordinary fashion magazine on the table. It looked familiar, and then he realized his name was prominently displayed on the cover.
—Exclusive interview with rising new actor Yoo Cheong-yeon!
…Why is this here? Cheong-yeon froze in the middle of turning the pages, stunned.
Do-heon wouldn’t have brought it here deliberately. It seemed the hotel had randomly placed the latest magazines in the room.
Cheong-yeon glanced sideways at Do-heon. He didn’t appear to have noticed the magazine yet. Since Cheong-yeon’s face wasn’t on the cover, someone without a keen eye wouldn’t notice it.
He quickly covered the magazine with the document he was holding before Do-heon could see it.
“What’s wrong?”
“…The advertisement will proceed after the drama I passed the audition for begins, right?”
Cheong-yeon tried to change the subject as naturally as possible.
“About this product list here. They all look good, so I can’t decide.”
“You don’t have to decide now.”
“That’s a relief then.”
Regardless, it was exciting to imagine his face hanging prominently at the Hwamyeong Department Store in Apgujeong. He could already hear Moon Hee-jin’s cracked voice screaming, “Are you crazy?”
“You know, I actually enjoyed our dinner last time.”
Cheong-yeon suddenly recalled the situation from a few days ago.
Moon Hee-jin had said he would absolutely never approve a department store advertisement with his own hands, but somehow it seemed like things would go according to Do-heon’s plan after all.
“I still feel satisfied when I think about it.”
“If that’s your preference, I can make you laugh again anytime.”
“Haha. I guess that is my taste. I just found out myself this time.”
“You liked it that much?”
Feeling Do-heon’s direct gaze, Cheong-yeon stiffened his back while maintaining his smile.
Ah, maybe I went too far this time. Even if we’re living like strangers, she’s still family to Do-heon.
“…I was too openly mocking, wasn’t I?”
Cheong-yeon added with an embarrassed smile, erasing his amusement.
“No. I just thought your laughter was pleasant to hear.”
“…”
“I’ve never seen you laugh like this before.”
Do-heon touched the corner of Cheong-yeon’s mouth, which had awkwardly dropped, with his fingertip.
Caught off guard by the unexpected response, Cheong-yeon hesitated, unable to find words.
He was too close to Do-heon. If he let his guard down even slightly, Do-heon might notice he was losing his composure.
“Do you still hate me?”
Noticing how Cheong-yeon tensed up the moment his hand touched him, Do-heon pressed lightly on his lower lip.
“…”
“Tell me.”
“…Yes.”
After a moment of hesitation, Cheong-yeon answered honestly. After all, that was the contract condition Do-heon had demanded.
“I still hate you, Director.”
“Does my touch make you uncomfortable too?”
Conscious of Do-heon’s hand on his face, Cheong-yeon nodded a beat late.
Should I get up and move away? Or should I stay still?
“What about kissing?”
Confusion clouded Cheong-yeon’s eyes as they darted around, unable to settle.
“No. Don’t answer. Just pretend you didn’t hear that.”
“Mmph!”
Do-heon immediately lowered his head and captured Cheong-yeon’s lips, as if he never cared about his answer in the first place.
When Cheong-yeon placed his hands on Do-heon’s shoulders, Do-heon gripped his jaw to keep him from moving. It was a clear message that he wouldn’t accept any rejection.
“Mmm… mph.”
Their breaths intermingled closely. Do-heon urgently invaded Cheong-yeon’s mouth, not giving him time to adjust.
With their lips pressed together without any gap, Cheong-yeon could vividly feel how deeply Do-heon was breathing him in and out.
Cheong-yeon willingly welcomed Do-heon’s tongue as it thoroughly explored his mouth, entwining with it. He hadn’t intended to reject him from the start.
He had already received too much from Do-heon to dare push him away.
Cheong-yeon clung to him, rubbing his cheek against the large palm that held his face to prevent him from turning away. That was all he could do right now. To respond to Do-heon’s demands, relying on his temporary affection.
“Mmmn.”
He felt like a fish caught in a net. But now he was confused about whether he had entangled himself willingly or was forcibly threaded there.
Cheong-yeon ignored the complex thoughts gnawing at his nerves and wrapped his arms around Do-heon’s neck.
He was glad he had taken pheromone suppressants and birth control pills in the morning.
“Mph, Director… wait, like this, mmm, so suddenly…”
Do-heon didn’t stop at kissing and laid Cheong-yeon down on the sofa. His solid body pressed firmly on Cheong-yeon’s upper body, making him fall backward naturally despite trying to resist.
“Sh-should we shower first… mph, first? Haa.”
At this rate, they would end up doing it on the sofa without properly washing. When Cheong-yeon protested during a brief moment their lips parted, Do-heon took heavy breaths as if considering it.
“I sweated during filming, and my makeup isn’t completely removed yet, so it feels uncomfortable…”
Cheong-yeon persuaded him, fidgeting with his hands placed on Do-heon’s chest. They were so close that if either moved even slightly, their lips would meet again, making each exhaled breath feel exceptionally hot.
“Director.”
When Do-heon’s hands cradled his head, trying to pull him close again, Cheong-yeon urgently called out to him.
“Perfect timing. Let’s shower together.”
Do-heon answered while lightly kissing Cheong-yeon’s soft lips.
“What? Together?”
Unable to hide his surprise, Cheong-yeon asked again.
They had showered together during Do-heon’s last rut, but neither of them had been in their right mind then. Could they shower together now, in this perfectly sober state?
Even when they were married, they always showered separately in their own rooms, so the suggestion to shower together was quite shocking to Cheong-yeon.
“Ah, wait a minute!”
Before he could make a decision, Do-heon lifted Cheong-yeon up in his arms. Despite struggling and asking to be put down, Do-heon carried him to the bathroom. He only set him down after entering the shower stall.
“Haa, hah…”
Cheong-yeon was about to ask if they couldn’t just shower separately, but Do-heon pressed forward with another kiss. The force pushed Cheong-yeon backward, causing his head to bang against the wall.
“Ah!”
Cheong-yeon’s eyes widened in surprise. But soon he realized Do-heon was cradling his head with his hand, and he relaxed, clutching Do-heon’s collar.
It was too late to suggest showering separately now, as Do-heon’s arousal was making its presence unmistakably felt against him. Every time Do-heon’s bulging pants brushed against Cheong-yeon’s lower abdomen, the hot desire was clearly transmitted.
“Shower, first… we agreed to shower first! If we slip…!”
Cheong-yeon tried to reason with Do-heon, who kept trying to overwhelm him, making it difficult to maintain his balance.
“I’ll hold you.”
He gave a somewhat insincere response and wrapped an arm around Cheong-yeon’s waist. With his other hand, he unbuttoned Cheong-yeon’s shirt while continuously pressing his lips to his neck.
Left with no choice, Cheong-yeon also began undressing Do-heon. As he loosened the tie and unbuttoned the vest, he could vividly feel Do-heon’s chest expand and contract.
“Huu.”
When Do-heon exhaled a sticky breath and bit the thin skin of Cheong-yeon’s neck, his body reflexively jerked.
Shhhhhh.
“Ah, oh!”
He thought he had just slightly twitched his shoulders, but he must have hit the faucet with his elbow, as water started pouring from the showerhead.
It took only seconds for both of them, still fully clothed, to get completely soaked.
Flustered, Cheong-yeon alternately looked at the stream of water from the ceiling and at Do-heon.
“I was afraid of falling…”
He had been struggling for fear of slipping, which led to this situation. Cheong-yeon mumbled in a small voice.
“Didn’t I say I’d hold you?”
Do-heon raised one eyebrow and caressed Cheong-yeon’s chin. Despite his somewhat skewed voice, his touch was gentle.
“I’m sorry.”
“No need for that.”
Despite being completely soaked because of Cheong-yeon’s mistake, Do-heon didn’t mind and kissed him again. Then he continued unbuttoning Cheong-yeon’s clothes.
Well, we were going to shower together anyway.
Rationalizing that this could happen, Cheong-yeon pushed aside Do-heon’s vest. The fabric, now heavy with water, was stiffer than before, but it wasn’t difficult to remove as Do-heon twisted his upper body to help.
Under the stream of water, the two frantically felt each other’s bodies while undressing.
After completely unbuttoning Cheong-yeon’s shirt, Do-heon immediately fumbled with his waistband. After skillfully dropping his pants to the floor, he naturally placed his hand on Cheong-yeon’s underwear.
“Were you wearing this during the shoot?”
“Mph… What?”
Not understanding what he meant at first, Cheong-yeon just took a few heavy breaths.
Do-heon tapped his thigh as if telling him to check, and Cheong-yeon’s gaze followed his gesture downward.
“Oh.”
Upon seeing what was below, Cheong-yeon was shocked and blushed.
A garter belt was tightly holding his white shirt in place, gripping both thighs.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
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