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Doun’s lips parted slightly. As if this was the first time he’d heard such words.
“Hyung, don’t worry about it either. If you have energy to waste on those weird bastards, use it on me instead. I’m in the middle of seriously courting you in my own way. Aren’t I pitiful too?”
As Samin pouted like he was whining, the heavy atmosphere suddenly lightened.
‘I don’t know if that guy’s consistent sweet talk is good or bad…’
Doun felt the persistent gaze staring at his face and pushed away one stale reproach stuck in his mind.
‘Doun. I didn’t want to say this… Do you know how many people are getting cursed at together because of your one mistake?’
Since the first guild master Doun met was like that, he’d thought all guild masters would be sensitive to other people’s gazes. The thought that it was all his own wrong generalization made his mood complicated.
Doun was still caught up in each and every word Choi Jeongwook had said. Even though he’d repeated to himself ad nauseam that he wouldn’t care anymore, that what he’d said to him was just poor-quality gaslighting.
‘Samin is different from that crazy bastard… But I keep unconsciously overlapping them.’
Instead of encouraging criticism like “let’s do better from now on since people are talking,” Samin was the type to ask him to use the energy he’d spend on those bastards on him instead.
He was getting sick of the repeated situations where he unconsciously mulled over the disconnect with Choi Jeongwook just because they shared the same position as guild master.
“Hyung. Are you listening? I’m asking you to pay attention to me. Samin’s blood Lee Doun concentration has been insufficient lately.”
What did blood Lee Doun concentration even mean? Doun averted his gaze while letting his body be shaken by Samin who had started grabbing and shaking him. He was afraid of being caught harboring feelings of overlapping him with a bastard who would be an insult to trash even when compared to trash.
“…How exactly do you want me to pay more attention?”
Though Doun had no intention of saying it with his own mouth, compared to other guild members, Samin took up an overwhelming proportion, yet even that seemed insufficient for Samin.
“I don’t know. Somehow pay a lot of attention to me.”
It felt like his skill proficiency that should increase day by day wasn’t growing, but only Samin’s whining skills were improving by leaps and bounds. As Doun was being shaken frantically, he seemed to think of a good idea and made an enticing proposal to Samin.
“Then, since you came all the way here, do you want to sleep over again like last time?”
Honestly, he’d expected something like saying he’d contact him more often. It was a much more radical proposal than expected.
“Really? Can I really sleep over? In hyung’s bed? The two of us? Side by side?”
“…You’re really excited.”
“Can I really sleep over!”
“Then would you fake sleep over? I don’t usually say two different things with one mouth.”
“Oh, manly Lee Doun…”
Samin quickly gave a thumbs up. He’d planned to be satisfied with just briefly seeing Doun’s face, but his heart raced at the unexpected proposal to sleep together.
“Hyung. Did you eat dinner?”
“…No.”
“You didn’t eat and just watched videos?”
“Yeah.”
“Humanly speaking hyung, don’t you like tower conquest too much? I’m getting jealous of the tower. I can’t even secretly eliminate it. The rival is too powerful, really…”
Doun let out a hollow laugh.
‘Jealous of something that’s not even human? What does secretly eliminating it even mean?’
Towers were in the realm of mystery for current humanity. Even when several villages in Africa, where civil war was raging, were devastated by attacks from skills fired by hunter-turned-mercenaries, only the towers remained intact.
They just shone alone in noble white from the ruins thick with black smoke. How could he eliminate something that was like an impregnable fortress?
“Do you think before you speak?”
“Hm? I just say whatever comes to mind… That’s my charm, they said.”
“Who said that?”
“My parents.”
Doun’s mouth snapped shut. Parents were a sacred, inviolable territory then and now.
“Yeah. I think it’s an excellent thing to say. That’s your charm…”
Come to think of it, it wasn’t entirely wrong. If being able to say unpredictable crazy things often without being hateable was a talent, then it was a talent. Doun decided to stop bickering. He thought there was no point standing in the living room grumbling.
“What do you want for dinner?”
When Doun subtly changed the subject, Samin quickly stuck to his side. The sight of someone with a bear-like build crouching down, clinging to his forearm like a flatterer and rubbing his cheek against his shoulder – this was the reality of the domestic ranking 2nd place.
Doun was curious about what had happened among hunters during the year he was absent. Not that he had any intention of accessing communities or anything like that.
“Something hyung likes?”
“What are you going to do if I want to eat spicy food that you can’t handle?”
“Huh? What does hyung want to eat right now?”
“Fucking spicy tteokbokki. Nuclear hell flavor.”
Just imagining it would make his spine sweat and his tongue sting. Samin stiffened, then soon made a determined expression.
“…I can overcome it with love for hyung. Nuclear hell flavor and such. If hyung wants to eat it, we’ll eat it. I’m fine with anything as long as I’m eating with hyung.”
It was an expression of affection that always made him feel embarrassed and made one side of his chest ache. But then he laughed.
‘A guy who drinks potions even after eating regular tteokbokki, nuclear hell flavor tteokbokki my ass.’
Doun chuckled as he looked at his phone. He’d never had any intention of tteokbokki from the start. Just calling him to his house on this hot day was already shameless enough behavior. Moreover, he didn’t have the nerve to suggest eating such food together with someone who couldn’t handle spicy food.
He’d just thought he was getting used to Samin’s sincere affection armed with kindness, but he got annoyed and awkward at being moved every time, so he just grumbled and blurted out random things.
“I’m joking, man. Let’s eat that bulgogi lunch box you asked me to buy you.”
“Hyung…!”
Though he’d said he could overcome it with “love for hyung,” he must have really not wanted to eat it, as Samin rushed at Doun with a deeply moved face.
“But you remembered what I said? I’m so touched, really.”
“Hey! Why are you suddenly like this! Let’s order, ugh, food…!”
He hugged so tightly. He ran out of breath midway through speaking. Moreover, the hard cock he could feel vividly against his closely pressed lower body kept bothering him.
Why the hell was it hard? Since he was someone who’d confessed to liking him, he couldn’t help but be several times more aware of it.
“I could just kick you out… Hurry up and loosen your grip?”
“But earlier you told me to sleep over…”
Not wanting to be kicked out, Samin quickly pulled his body back. Even so, the sight of him stroking his chest with his hand saying his arms felt empty was disgusting. Eventually, Doun averted his gaze and chose his words.
“That, down there… Do something about your lower body or whatever. Why is this crazy bastard rubbing that?”
Samin looked down at his right thigh. His cock, bulging prominently over the torn jeans he’d hastily thrown on when coming out, was conspicuous.
“…Hmm. I couldn’t help it?”
Samin scratched his forearm and mumbled evasively. Doun also knew there were people who dated among men. He just didn’t think that included himself.
‘Our hyung would probably run away if I suddenly started rubbing my dick around. I couldn’t help it…’
What guy wouldn’t get hard when his favorite person’s warm body was squirming in his arms? Rubbing his fully erect cock was a kind of instinct.
Even if he was called a beast, it couldn’t be helped. Even thinking about it himself, Samin was indeed a beast desperate to sleep with Doun.
“Please order me food… I’ll go make this normal and come back. Since we’re both men, hyung can understand, right?”
“…Huh? Of course. I’m not that narrow-minded.”
Flustered by the words about making it normal, Doun nodded and waved his hands. Watching this, Samin imagined throwing punches in the air.
‘Should I just pounce on him? No. Then I might get beaten to death…’
It was just this morning that he’d healed the bruised forearm from when Doun had just gripped it tightly. Moreover, he didn’t want to end his one-sided love in such a terrible way.
‘I got some sleep today too. Still, it’s good that I got a little sleep at home.’
Samin naturally entered Doun’s bathroom like it was his own house and locked the door. He noticed a single toothbrush sitting alone in the clean but somehow bleak space.
‘It would be nice if my toothbrush was next to that one…’
Samin imagined wearing matching couple pajamas with Doun and standing side by side in this bathroom brushing their teeth. Lee Doun with messy hair and half-open eyes brushing his teeth.
‘That would be fucking cute…’
Just imagining it made the tip of his dick a little wet. Samin turned on the faucet at the sink in case any sounds leaked out and pulled down his pants.
“Phew…”
He pulled out his cock that had been stuffily trapped under his briefs and slowly rubbed the shaft. Though there was no moisture at all, the stimulation was sufficient. Because he was doing this in his favorite person’s bathroom.
When he lightly gripped the hard flesh pillar lined with veins, a sigh naturally escaped. He couldn’t believe this situation at all. It felt completely different from his last masturbation.
‘That time I felt a little guilty doing this behind hyung’s back…’
What had been masturbation filled only with pleasure at first, but by the third time he was shaking his dick, honestly the guilt was bigger. It bothered him to masturbate imagining that person when they were sleeping soundly right next to him.
But now Doun also knew very well what he was holed up in here doing. As the same man, he’d know there weren’t many ways to calm down an erect dick.
He’d even said it was okay and added that he wasn’t a narrow-minded person.
‘He’s letting me be even though it’s obvious I’ll masturbate in his house’s bathroom?’
Judging by how he asked if he wanted to kiss men, he seemed sexually conservative, but looking at this, he seemed open-minded too. The more he looked, the more he wanted to know what he was thinking.
‘I need to quickly come once and go eat with hyung…’
Urgency showed in his hand movements stroking his cock. Samin wanted to see Doun waiting outside more than relieving his own sexual desire. If Doun hadn’t minded, he would have shamelessly walked around the house while erect.
Just being in a different space for this moment made him anxious like a dog with separation anxiety. What if Doun dug another tunnel by himself and crawled inside it?
“Hah…”
Veins bulged over his hand rubbing the hot, throbbing hard flesh pillar. The tip of his cock twitched, then cloudy fluid dripped down to the bathroom floor.
‘Let me quickly clean up and go out.’
Without even feeling the afterglow immediately after ejaculation, Samin busily finished cleaning up. As he finished by washing his hands, he looked at his face reflected in the bathroom mirror that Doun would often look into and grinned.
‘Handsome. Today too.’
After wiping his hands on a towel, Samin opened the bathroom door and asked in a booming voice.
“Hyung! Did the food come?”
“Not yet. They just picked it up?”
To be having such conversations in one house. Samin felt like he could fly. It felt like they were newlyweds.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
