#38
“Hello. You’re Bonoh’s, no, his roommate, right? I’m Park Junghwan.”
“Yes.”
“Haha, well…”
Hyungwoo clicked his tongue at the blunt response.
“Sorry, he’s shy around strangers. This is Joo Taeseong.”
Just like with Hyungwoo, Bonoh had to introduce him again this time. Taeseong had been equally ignoring others without being shy, but he didn’t feel the need to explain and kept his mouth shut.
Taeseong ate his meal quietly. He was so busy being wary of the two men that he couldn’t tell if the food was going down his nose or mouth. Meanwhile, Bonoh tried his best to help Taeseong join the conversation, but when Taeseong himself seemed unwilling, he gave up.
Then Junghwan suddenly stole a sausage from Bonoh’s tray. Before Bonoh could snatch it back, the sausage had already gone into Junghwan’s mouth.
“Shit, hey!”
Bonoh reached his chopsticks toward Junghwan’s tray as if to get revenge.
Taeseong’s brain worked quickly in that instant. The side dishes on Junghwan’s tray weren’t fresh. The utensils that had been in his mouth had rummaged around to pick out sausages and bell peppers. That meant those side dishes were contaminated with Junghwan’s saliva, and if they went into Kim Bonoh’s mouth, it would be no different from an indirect kiss.
Stealing Bonoh’s side dish for an indirect kiss and inducing Bonoh to do the same. Sure enough, Junghwan must also be trying to seduce Bonoh. Taeseong couldn’t just watch Bonoh have an indirect kiss with Junghwan.
“Stop.”
So Taeseong stopped Bonoh’s hand holding the chopsticks. Then he picked up his own sausage and personally fed it into Bonoh’s mouth. He didn’t forget to glare at Junghwan.
“Hm? Thanks.”
Bonoh spoke while chewing the sausage. He was surprised when something suddenly entered his mouth, but when he reflexively chewed it, it was a sausage. Bonoh didn’t care at all that Taeseong had fed it to him and was just happy to eat the sausage.
Oh my. At that moment, Junghwan and Hyungwoo exchanged glances. Their eyes seemed to say, “Could it be that all that ‘wife, wife’ talk was…” They thought they might not be able to make wife jokes to Bonoh anymore. For the same reason you can’t call an idiot an idiot.
***
“So, 7 o’clock later?”
“Yeah. See you later.”
Bonoh said goodbye while promising to meet for dinner. Feeling a piercing gaze, he looked to the side to see Taeseong staring with displeasure.
“What?”
“You’re meeting with those guys again?”
“Yeah. Since the semester started, we decided to drink… Ah, are you worried I’ll come back late? I’ll come back as soon as possible.”
“What time is ‘as soon as possible’?”
“Uh… Well, I don’t know.”
Bonoh couldn’t answer easily and rolled his eyes around. If he readily said a specific time, he’d obviously regret it when it came time to actually go back.
“Come back before 12.”
“What? Hey, that’s not right. I’m not Cinderella or a minor – 12 o’clock?”
“Then what. Lights out is at 12:30, so what time exactly are you planning to come back? Are you going to come back at dawn and turn on the lights to wake me up again?”
“Ah, speaking of which, now that you mention it, about our lights out time…”
At Taeseong’s sharp retort, Bonoh cautiously brought up the lights out time while reading the mood.
“Absolutely not.”
But before Bonoh could finish speaking, Taeseong spoke decisively as if cutting a radish. Then he walked ahead as if there was no room for compromise. Looking at Taeseong’s door-like back, Bonoh secretly pouted.
As the youngest of three siblings, Bonoh had grown up under the nagging of a dragon-like hyung and tiger-like noona. It might be his natural personality, but because his hyung and noona didn’t spare the rod of love, Bonoh was used to situations like this. Having lived as a underling his whole life, Bonoh couldn’t strongly argue back no matter what anyone said. He had learned through experience that if you talk back and get hit once, you might get hit five times instead.
Thanks to that, he had never broken school rules during his 12 years of mandatory education and would likely never step outside the bounds of law in the future. It was true that when he entered university, he had abandoned house cleaning and lived drowning in alcohol due to the liberation from years of oppression. However, if there had been someone else beside him to control and suppress him, he wouldn’t have lived so disorderly.
Moreover, the fact that Taeseong was the ideal type Bonoh had been imagining his whole life also played a part. Until now, whenever he saw Taeseong, harsh words didn’t come out easily, and he belatedly realized the reason. It wasn’t easy to coldly refuse while facing that face. If only it weren’t for that face. Bonoh slyly glared at Taeseong.
“Aren’t you coming?”
“…I’m coming.”
But when Taeseong turned around, Bonoh quickly relaxed his expression and pretended otherwise.
***
Bonoh carefully brought the card key close. It wasn’t like the sound would be quieter if he touched it lightly, but he did it anyway knowing that. The sound of the door opening with the card key seemed unusually loud. Please let Joo Taeseong be sleeping. No, at least let him be wearing headphones, he prayed desperately.
“What time is it now, Kim Bonoh.”
Bonoh’s shoulders flinched at the cold voice. Taeseong was neither sleeping nor wearing headphones. He must have been glaring at the door with his arms crossed, because their eyes met as soon as Bonoh entered the room. Bonoh laughed awkwardly as if embarrassed, but there was no movement in Taeseong’s expression.
“Around 12…?”
“Are you kidding? What time exactly, what minute?”
“12… 17 minutes. No, but I entered the dormitory building at 11:59!”
It was a lie. More precisely, that was when he had started heading back.
Since it had been a while since the three of them drank together, Bonoh enjoyed it. Thinking he had to go back quickly, he hurriedly drank, but for some reason he didn’t get drunk easily today. With a regretful heart, even when it was time to leave, he kept saying just 10 more minutes, just 5 more minutes, just one more drink. And so he ended up breaking his promise. Bonoh kept checking the time on his phone at the drinking table and got scolded by Junghwan and Hyungwoo for killing the mood.
When he checked his phone, several minutes had passed since just before opening the door and entering. If this was going to happen, he should have just quickly opened the door and come in, Bonoh regretted.
“So are you saying you did well now?”
“…No, that’s not it.”
Why am I getting scolded right now? Bonoh suddenly felt wronged. It’s true that I was late, but you set the time by yourself, so why are you saying something to me? What’s Joo Taeseong going to do even if I come back late? Is he going to arrest me? Is he going to handcuff me? I also paid the same money as you to get into this dorm! Dictator-like bastard. Didn’t you want to go to art school? What were you trying to become that you chose political science and diplomacy among all those majors? Joo Taeseong entering the political science department was definitely suspicious.
Bonoh’s breathing became rough as he grumbled internally. The intoxication that wouldn’t come up no matter how hard he tried to get drunk at the bar was belatedly arriving.
Meanwhile, Taeseong’s gaze fell downward. Bonoh was standing in the entrance without even taking off his shoes.
“Come in first.”
“Okay…”
At Taeseong’s words to come in, Bonoh, who had been about to argue, obediently took off his shoes and came in. He staggered in the process, and if Taeseong hadn’t grabbed one of his arms firmly, he might have fallen.
As if rebelling, he shook off Taeseong’s hand and quickly grabbed a towel and clothes to change into before going into the bathroom.
Thud – Taeseong’s eyes opened at the dull sound. It was the sound of Bonoh kicking the wall with his foot. Bonoh originally had severe sleeping habits, but on days when he came back after drinking, his sleeping habits became even worse. He couldn’t keep his body still even while sleeping, swinging his arms or kicking off his blanket. At least it was fortunate that he didn’t snore.
Taeseong closed his eyes and tried to sleep. But once he woke up, it wasn’t easy to fall asleep again. The moonlight coming through the window was unusually bright. Even though it was the middle of the night, the room was bright enough to see clearly.
As Taeseong looked around the room, his gaze turned toward Bonoh. After waking Taeseong up, he himself was sleeping soundly while breathing heavily. The blanket that had been pulled up to his chest before sleeping was bunched up at his feet. It seemed his foot had hit the wall from kicking off the blanket.
Taeseong got up and approached to cover him with the blanket. As he pulled up the blanket, he stopped. Bonoh’s crotch had come into view. Bonoh was wearing bright sky-blue functional shorts.
Though not see-through, it was thin material, and the outline showing through it was a bit suspicious. Taeseong squinted his eyes. It was to see better. Looking closely, Bonoh’s thing was half-erect. Since he had already kneaded it with his own hands several times and faced it before, Taeseong could be confident.
Was he having some kind of dream? Since Taeseong was also a man in his twenties, he knew this was a phenomenon that could naturally occur if you were healthy. But somehow he couldn’t look away. Without realizing it, he swallowed.
Bonoh shifted slightly, so Taeseong could finally wake up from his reverie. He finished covering him with the blanket and returned to his own bed. He didn’t want to be treated as a pervert by Kim Bonoh, who was more of a pervert than anyone.
Kim Bonoh had a strong sex drive. Even after being caught watching porn, Taeseong knew that Bonoh often masturbated while he was away from the room. Taeseong knew what expression Bonoh made when he climaxed and how he became relaxed afterward.
Author: Hyacinthus B
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