The place where your family lived was a village close to the sea. Even inside the room, the salty smell seeped in, and the ship horns that announced morning earlier than any rooster. The sound of waves drifting in through the window was everything Eunho remembered of the past.
That day, his older brother explained that half of his memories had been blown away because he’d been in an accident together with Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad disappeared, and my memories disappeared too. Staring up at the hospital room ceiling, Eunho muttered weakly. Maybe it was from then on that things started to feel a little strange.
“Hyung, what kind of people were Mom and Dad?”
One night, while staying at their second uncle’s house after passing through their eldest uncle’s, Eunho asked in a tiny voice from under the blanket.
“……They were kind and gentle.”
“Gentle……?”
“Yeah. They loved you a lot.”
From that day on, Eunchan told him stories from when he was little every night. Going to the harbor with Mom, pulling anchovies out of the nets there, Eunho tripping while running after hearing that Dad had arrived.
Every time he heard about things he couldn’t remember, Eunho took photos. So he wouldn’t miss anything this time. From one uncle’s house to an aunt’s, from that aunt’s to another relative’s, even after the two of them finally lived alone again, he never stopped taking pictures. He was afraid that if he didn’t, he might lose his memories again.
“Where should we go?”
When Yi-beom asked that, bringing up the neighborhood where he used to live with Mom and Dad had been entirely impulsive.
Without even asking why, Yi-beom immediately got on the highway and headed there.
“Get out.”
Together with Yi-beom—who came walking with fireworks stuffed into his pockets, who knows where he got them—they walked along the long breakwater leading to the lighthouse. About halfway through, Eunho started rambling about himself. From the fact that he had no memories, to how he was still scared he might lose them again.
There was no reply. Does Ahjussi think I’m weird too? Eunho slowly lifted his head. Yi-beom came into view, his face twisted into a deep frown.
“What’s the problem with that?”
“Pardon?”
As Eunho blinked wide-eyed, Yi-beom shifted his weight and spat out his words.
“It’s not like you killed someone, beat someone up, or ran off with someone else’s money.”
“Th-that’s not the only thing that matters.”
“Tch…… If it’s not that serious, then it’s not a problem.”
Yi-beom yanked out the fireworks from his pocket and shoved them into Eunho’s hands. He’d stopped by a convenience store earlier saying he was out of cigarettes—must’ve bought them then. Rummaging through his jacket, he pulled out a lighter.
“Why worry about crap like that. You think everyone walks around remembering everything?”
When he flicked open the square Zippo, a flame rose.
“Plenty of people don’t even remember who they killed yesterday. Whatever.”
“……”
“Just play like a kid should.”
The lighter’s glow illuminated Yi-beom’s face. One eyebrow slightly furrowed, he looked like a delinquent no matter who saw him—but to Eunho, he looked different.
His hair blown messy by the sea breeze, the crumpled expression, even the faint woody scent clinging to him. Everything about him tickled Eunho’s heart. His tone was rough, but Eunho knew this was the best comfort Yi-beom could offer.
“Go on, play with fire or something.”
He lit the firework Eunho was holding and grinned.
“And if you pee yourself, even better—do it on me.”
……It would’ve been perfect if not for that last part. As Eunho pouted, the corner of Yi-beom’s mouth curled wider.
“Don’t worry about stuff like that. Don’t waste your energy on it.”
“……”
“More important things are gonna happen from now on.”
At that moment, the firework burst out with a loud crack. Each time colorful sparks painted the sky, Yi-beom’s smiling face was tinted in shifting colors too.
Watching that bright expression, Eunho realized his heart had completely fallen. He’d thought there was nothing left to give.
“Is playing with fireworks one of those important things too?”
“……There’s something even more important left.”
Imagining a future stuck right beside him, Eunho let out a small laugh as well.
Maybe Yi-beom hadn’t been joking when he said it while lighting the fireworks—because as soon as they finished, he grabbed Eunho and headed for the car. The pace was a little fast, but Eunho was just as impatient, hurrying after him in quick steps.
Lowering his head shyly, Eunho was pushed into the front seat by Yi-beom. In an instant Yi-beom sat down and pulled Eunho onto his lap.
“Ah…….”
Their legs parted automatically as they overlapped. Feeling their lower bodies touch, Eunho’s face flushed hot.
“I-It’s embarrassing.”
Outdoors, and in a car of all places, in this position. His heart pounded as if it might leap out of his chest. The fact that it was an enclosed space, with no way to escape, made it feel even more intense.
Yi-beom’s hand slowly climbed up Eunho’s thigh. “Hah,” Eunho breathed out shakily.
“What are you gonna do if you keep getting shy like a blushing bride every time.”
“……Hngh.”
“I touched you yesterday too.”
The sound of a belt buckle coming undone echoed inside the car. Suddenly, something from this morning flashed through Eunho’s mind.
“Ah!”
Eunho hurriedly grabbed at his own pants, but it was useless. Yi-beom’s gaze had already fallen to the waistband slipping down.
“Ah, ah. This is……! Um!”
A pair of soft pastel-pink boxer briefs peeked out above his pants. The fluffy color was far too cute for a grown man, which was why pink ones were always piled in the discount section. He shouldn’t have picked those up!
Cursing his morning self for choosing underwear without thinking, Eunho quickly yanked his waistband back up.
“I-It’s nothing. No, just pretend you didn’t see it…….”
Pink, of all things. And there were little clouds printed along the waistband too.
Even after the underwear disappeared back under his pants, Yi-beom remained frozen for a long moment. Was it that shocking? Fidgeting with his lips, Eunho carefully placed a hand on Yi-beom’s chest.
“A-Ahjussi.”
“……”
“Is it really that weird……? Um…… should I move to the side seat?”
Only then did Yi-beom’s gaze shift. He closed his eyes slowly and swallowed a curse. Ah, damn it.
As if swallowing a twenty-year-old whole wasn’t bad enough, now he was getting turned on by pink boxer briefs. Trash didn’t get worse than this. But his conscience was already long sold off, and Yi-beom had no pride left to lose.
“Ah!”
The seat slammed backward in an instant.
“You fucking hell—how far are you gonna turn me into trash?”
Grabbing Eunho’s hips tightly with both hands, Yi-beom hauled him up until his face was buried between Eunho’s thighs. Then he dragged Eunho’s pants down to his ankles.
“Who told you to wear something this sexy?”
“W-What?”
“I told you you didn’t need to wear stuff like this to be enough.”
“N-No, what part of this is sexy—, ngh!”
Before Eunho could finish, Yi-beom tugged the waistband of the briefs down with his mouth. A lower half the same soft pink shade as the underwear was revealed in the darkness.
“Look at this. Where’d you find something that matches you exactly?”
“……No, ha.”
Eunho bit his lip, unable to argue. What had been hard since they reached the car was already caught between Yi-beom’s lips. “Ngh,” Eunho moaned as he felt the heat of his mouth.
“U-Ugh, Ahjussi…….”
Wet sucking sounds echoed from below. Just hearing it, it sounded like tongues were tangling messily. Each lewd noise filling the car made Eunho’s hips jerk.
His lower belly tightened, his thighs trembling uncontrollably. Every time he slid in and out of Yi-beom’s mouth, his mind went blank. The overwhelming pleasure made him want to run away, but Yi-beom’s hands held his waist firmly in place, leaving him no choice. Eunho clutched at the headrest, whining helplessly.
“Hah, ah, wait……! Nn! I think I’m gonna come!”
As Yi-beom’s tongue curled all the way to the base, he couldn’t hold back any longer. Fighting the rising climax, Eunho pushed at Yi-beom’s head.
“A-Ahjussi, wait! Ngh!”
“……”
“Hngh! N-No!”
But stubbornly, Yi-beom tightened his grip and swallowed him deeper. Under the merciless mouth, Eunho’s cock throbbed like it might burst.
“Wait, no, ughhh!”
His toes curled, his vision turning white. Ah, ahh. A hot surge spilled out.
“Hah, haah……!”
Shuddering, Eunho looked down. Yi-beom still had his head buried between his thighs, sucking steadily like he was licking an ice cream.
Only after swallowing the last drop did Yi-beom pull away. As the hands gripping his waist loosened, Eunho collapsed weakly onto his lap.
“Haa…… I-I told you to let go, sob.”
Burying his face in Yi-beom’s chest, Eunho sniffled miserably.
“Hngh, y-you never listen…… I said I don’t like you s-swallowing it, sob, and you kept sucking!”
“Sorry.”
Yi-beom answered in a voice that didn’t sound sorry at all, patting Eunho’s back. Unlike the gentle touch, his other hand slid between Eunho’s legs.
“I should’ve sucked more. That was mean of me, huh?”
“Hah, hng…….”
As he stroked Eunho’s sensitive, just-spent flesh, sticky fluid smeared onto his fingers. Pressing a kiss to Eunho’s cheek, Yi-beom whispered,
“I’ll suck you more later, so can our baby lift his hips a little?”
Eunho’s eyes went wide.
“I-I wasn’t crying to get you to s-suck me……!”
“Oh, then were you crying for me to fuck you?”
“Ah, h-Ahjussi……!?”
He didn’t even know where to start correcting that. While Eunho floundered in confusion, Yi-beom laughed freely.
“Good boy. When did our baby grow up this much?”
The hand that had been patting him wrapped around his waist. Before Eunho could protest, his hips were lifted.
“There you go.”
With the praise, Yi-beom’s fingers slipped between his cheeks. The unfamiliar sensation drew a soft gasp from Eunho.
Because of the slickness coating them, two fingers slid inside easily. Moving in slow circles near the entrance to help him adjust, Yi-beom made Eunho’s body tremble.
