11:33 AM. Lobby of a hotel in Seoul.
“Damn, this place is fancy as hell.”
“Yeah. Seriously insane. Who holds a reunion in a place like this? Our reunion wasn’t supposed to be here, right?”
“What the hell are you talking about? What reunion?”
“Oh? It’s not a reunion?”
“Dumbass, check the message properly. It’d be hilarious if you showed up at the wrong place.”
“……”
“Oh… It’s Yoon Seong-hyeon’s wedding today.”
“You idiot, how the hell did you forget that?”
“Uh, well… I mean, I kind of forgot…?”
“Forget whatever you want, but don’t forget when someone’s getting married. You’ll hear about it nonstop at every reunion afterward.”
“Alright, alright, I get it. Wow… But still, Yoon Seong-hyeon is getting married, huh.”
“Jin-woo said when he ran into him at Cheongjeong Station, the guy wouldn’t shut up about his fiancée.”
“Ah, Yoon Seong-hyeon. That clueless bastard. Seriously. But considering how obsessed he was with guys back then, what the hell happened?”
“‘Back then’?”
“Yeah. Remember? Back in the day, there was that one dude we all ganged up on.”
“……! Oh, shit. We roasted the fuck out of Yoon Seong-hyeon back then, huh?”
“Yeah. He was kind of twisted, wasn’t he? He really didn’t seem all there.”
“That’s not it. He just didn’t fit in at all.”
“You think so?”
“Yeah, probably? But the weirdest part is, after treating people like shit, he suddenly acted like nothing happened and strutted around like a king.”
“……”
“To him, it probably wasn’t a big deal. Either that, or his brain was just empty.”
“But then, when other kids got bullied, they either fought back or stayed out of it.”
“Exactly. In the bathroom, he’d wash his face to hide his tears, then dump his food on the tray like he was forcing himself to eat. And before graduation, those guys…”
“‘Those guys’?”
“Oh, Kim Jin-woo! Looking good, man. I heard you’re killing it at work these days.”
“Hey, I’m doing alright… Oh, did you bring it? The thing I asked for?”
“Yeah, I did… But why do you even need this?”
“Seong-hyeon asked me to.”
“Hah, Kim Jin-woo. You still haven’t gotten over Yoon Seong-hyeon?”
“What?”
“I mean, let’s be real. You went through a lot of shit because of him. Yet here you are, playing errand boy.”
“Hey, enough. It’s a good day, so let’s not.”
“No surprise there. Yoon Seong-hyeon took his beatings without a word, then later acted like he was friends with the same guys who beat the crap out of him…”
“……Yeah, that’s fucked.”
“Hey, hey, Kim Jin-woo…! Ugh, this bastard. Just let it go. You’re so damn sensitive.”
“You’re one to talk. Whatever, man. Jin-woo, I know you got your ass kicked by Yoon Seong-hyeon a few times, but why bring that up in front of him now? Have some pride.”
“He still hasn’t gotten over it? Damn. Yoon Seong-hyeon really is something else…”
“He’s getting married today. I even saw his wedding invitation on Alram.” [Notification content: Yoon Seong-hyeon wants to show everyone how he transforms into a devoted husband who only has eyes for his beautiful wife.] Like this.”
“Well, at least now someone else will have to put up with him.”
“Yeah, whatever. Let’s just go and congratulate him.”
“Fine, let’s go. Time to wish Yoon Seong-hyeon a happy marriage.”
***
11:44 AM. Waiting room.
[I’ve collected everything from the guys. Where should I bring it?]
The vibration and the message on the phone screen made Seong-hyeon frown. Damn it. Jin-woo is saying such nonsense.
“I’m in the waiting room, where else would I be?”
Grumbling, Seong-hyeon sent a quick reply and casually put the phone on the table.
“I’m so busy, and he’s bothering me with useless stuff.”
In the middle of the living room, unlike usual, a large mirror stood. Standing in front of it, Yoon Seong-hyeon examined his naked body. A thin urethral plug inserted into his flaccid penis. A womb tattoo on his lower abdomen. Plump breasts and rosy, swollen nipples. Looking at his familiar body, Seong-hyeon’s face showed a faint dissatisfaction.
“……Why did I have to take off the ring that fit so well for the wedding?”
This morning, his beloved had gently nibbled on Seong-hyeon’s nipple while removing the ring. When Seong-hyeon glared and complained about taking back what was given, his beloved whispered softly with a tender kiss.
‘It has to be properly worn for the ceremony.’
Thanks to that, the nipple that always wore the ring felt empty. Unable to bear the emptiness, even though it had only been a few hours, Seong-hyeon lightly pinched his nipples with both hands.
“Hnng….”
A moan escaped his lips as he slightly twisted his body. The soft curves of his body, now different from before, held a certain allure. After fondling his chest a few more times, Seong-hyeon naturally moved his hand to the back. As he gently rubbed the plump, soft hole, he felt it twitch inside. The inner walls, still swollen from taking his beloved’s cock all night, felt tingly. Suppressing the urge to vigorously rub a long, thick piece of flesh against it, Seong-hyeon turned his gaze.
On the table lay his phone. Next to it, a large box.
Carefully opening the box, Seong-hyeon found it filled with pristine white items. He lifted the thin cloth on top. The wedding lingerie, made of sheer white lace, had cutouts where it should cover his nipples.
Accustomed to wearing provocative lingerie, Seong-hyeon easily put it on by himself. The smooth texture of the lace tickled his skin, making his buttocks instinctively tense. The delicate white silk ribbons and lace decorating the lingerie barely served their purpose as underwear. Seong-hyeon admired the wedding lingerie that accentuated his swollen nipples and reached back into the box.
This time, he held a white garter belt, similar to the lingerie. The barely-there panties, made of lace and silk ribbons, connected to sheer lace stockings. Seong-hyeon pulled the stockings up, feeling the elastic lace gently squeeze his thighs. As he smoothed his soft, slightly plump inner thighs, his penis, barely contained in the lace, twitched. The front hole plug, personally inserted by his beloved, touched the edge of the lace. Seong-hyeon smiled, satisfied with the sight of the silver plug faintly visible through the lace that clung to his body.
I want to show this to my beloved soon.
In front of the mirror, Seong-hyeon turned his body this way and that, examining himself. His penis, visible through the white lace underwear. His buttocks, fully exposed instead of being covered. His nipples, made even plumper by rolling them gently with his fingertips. He wondered if his beloved would find him pretty. Today, he needed to be admired more than usual. After checking every part of himself, Seong-hyeon turned his gaze back to the box.
Now, only a pair of transparent heels and a wedding veil remained in the box. Seong-hyeon took out the heels first, placing them on the floor, and then reached for the veil. Just as his fingers were about to grasp it—
Knock, knock.
The sound of the waiting room door being knocked was followed by Jin-woo appearing, carrying various items.
“Seong-hyeon… oh.”
Jin-woo, who was about to greet Seong-hyeon, stared at him with a shocked expression. Seong-hyeon’s slightly bent body revealed his pink nipples and the lace strings emphasizing the shape of his buttocks. Seeing this, Jin-woo grinned with unfocused eyes.
“Wow, lewdness really suits you, Seong-hyeon.”
Jin-woo’s comment, as if complimenting a well-dressed friend, made Seong-hyeon frown.
“Why are you stating the obvious?”
“Well, that’s true, but… really, congratulations, Seong-hyeon.”
Jin-woo offered his congratulations again, looking at Seong-hyeon with an indescribable expression.
“And, thank you.”
“……For what?”
Seong-hyeon was a bit confused by the sudden gratitude.
“The others don’t know you well, so they say whatever they want… But I truly appreciated what you did for me.”
“So what are you talking about?” Annoyed, Seong-hyeon was about to snap at Jin-woo to speak clearly when Jin-woo continued.
“If it weren’t for you, I would have kept getting bullied by the others, but you helped me.”
“Oh.”
“…
Seong-hyeon paused to think about Jin-woo’s words. What is this guy talking about? Seong-hyeon had no memory of helping Jin-woo.
“You chose someone else to be the target instead of me. Thanks to that, I stopped getting bullied.”
“……’
What? Is he sarcastically saying that I created another victim so he could have it easy? But Jin-woo’s face was filled with genuine gratitude. He truly believed that Seong-hyeon had saved him from being a punching bag. Seong-hyeon was slightly bewildered.
“I didn’t do it for you.”
Back then, Seong-hyeon didn’t think much about it. Picking on someone over trivial matters was a kind of game for him. In the boring school environment, it was a minor entertainment, a light amusement. Therefore, Seong-hyeon didn’t even remember the kids he had bullied. If Jin-woo hadn’t mentioned it today, he wouldn’t have realized he had bullied Jin-woo in the past. In the first place, switching the target from Jin-woo to that guy with the big dick was just a whim….
Or maybe it wasn’t a whim? That guy looked at me in a way that really pissed me off…
As if he was looking at me like I was some girl… And then he did something to my desk…
Vague, unsettling images flashed before Seong-hyeon’s eyes. But soon, Jin-woo’s voice cut through the haze.
“I know. It was just a meaningless action to you.”
Jin-woo smiled casually.
“It might have been just a whim for you, but for me, it was like a lifeline.”
“So, I really appreciate it. As a friend, I truly wish you happiness.”
Feeling somewhat strange, Seong-hyeon frowned. Why is he being so serious and saying such embarrassing things?
“Whatever, just give me what you brought.”
Hiding his discomfort, Seong-hyeon gestured with his chin. Jin-woo, holding shopping bags in both hands, finally placed them near the table.
“I’ll put them here.”
Seong-hyeon glanced at the two large shopping bags and nodded.
“Yeah, and pass me that water bottle. Open the cap.”
Naturally, Jin-woo followed Seong-hyeon’s instruction and picked up the water bottle. But the cap wasn’t properly closed, and the open bottle slipped from Jin-woo’s hand, falling straight down.
“Damn it! Kim Jin-woo! What are you doing!”
Seeing the water soak the table, Seong-hyeon glared and shouted at Jin-woo.
“I’m sorry, Seong-hyeon! I’ll clean it up! Let me find some tissues!”
“Hey! At least laugh it off, damn it! Kim Jin-woo!”
Panicked, Jin-woo grabbed the spilled bottle and swiftly dashed out of the waiting room. Seong-hyeon, having lost his patience to even get irritated, scrunched his face and turned his gaze toward the table.
