Kwon Jae-jin thought, Just two damn strawberries. Like Seo Eui-woo had said, if he shoved one into each cheek, he might actually be able to swallow them somehow.
With a deep scowl, Jae-jin opened his mouth wide and bit down on both strawberries at once. His cheeks puffed up like a squirrel hoarding acorns.
A grown man in broad daylight, cheeks bulging like that.
And of all things, it was because of eating strawberries…
Frowning even harder, Kwon Jae-jin chewed aggressively, crushing the strawberries like he was grinding ice cubes in an iced Americano. He devoured them with a combat-ready intensity.
Both Seo Eui-woos stared at Jae-jin with eyes practically dripping honey, looking like they were about to die from how adorable he was. If they could, they’d probably collect that honey and use it as sauce for a roast beef sandwich.
“Haha, ah, this is just too good…”
“Jae-jin, I really like you…”
“You’re so cute.”
“You’re lovable.”
“No, I love you.”
“Yeah. I love you. You know how I feel, right?”
Both Seo Eui-woos clung to Jae-jin from either side, hugging him so tightly he thought they might squish him, each rambling on about their feelings. Jae-jin, meanwhile, said nothing until he had swallowed all the strawberries and wiped his mouth.
He felt so embarrassed, so flustered, that he thought he needed more alcohol. Not weak champagne—something strong.
“Did you finish eating?”
“Do it one more time.”
“Yeah, let’s eat more strawberries. Here.”
“Ah~”
Since he had given in once, the two Seo Eui-woos immediately latched onto him again, shoving more strawberries his way. Jae-jin made no effort to hide his disgust.
“Get away! Once was enough.”
“But…”
“Hmm…”
“I’m full. I can’t eat anymore. That’s enough.”
“Jae-jin~~~.”
“Just one more time. The last time. Really, the last.”
“I said I’m not eating!”
A strawberry pressed against his lips again. This time, Jae-jin clenched his jaw, determined not to let it pass.
As they struggled, their bodies shifted, and Jae-jin was suddenly pushed down onto the picnic mat with a thud. The scent of grass and earth rose up from the ground.
He flicked his gaze upward, only to see both Seo Eui-woos hovering over him, practically pinning him down. His arms were restrained, and his chest was being pressed.
“Jae-jin, just one time, please.”
“Come on, say ‘ah~’ Okay? Ahhh~.”
“Ugh…”
These little…
Fuck…
His already furrowed brows twisted in frustration. Was it really necessary to fight over a damn strawberry? Even so, he couldn’t help but feel flustered. Jae-jin clenched his teeth. After hesitating for a moment, he finally, very reluctantly, began to part his lips—slowly.
At that moment, the clear sky suddenly darkened.
The gentle breeze turned into a gusty wind, swirling violently as a thick, humid air rolled in.
Swaaahhh.
The scent of rain filled the air, and within seconds, large raindrops started to fall, pelting down heavily from above.
“Ah! It’s so cold.”
The unexpected shower made the flowers and grass look even more vibrant, but their picnic setup was completely ruined.
“This rain doesn’t look like it’s stopping anytime soon.”
“Yeah, and the storm clouds are rolling in, too.”
Kwon Jae-jin and both Seo Eui-woos were completely drenched. Their shirts clung to their skin, and their hair was soaked through.
The two Seo Eui-woos smacked their lips in disappointment but finally backed off. This wasn’t the time to continue their picnic.
“Let’s head back home first.”
“Yeah, let’s do that.”
Jae-jin internally sighed in relief and quickly agreed.
Thankfully, they seemed to have given up on the strawberries.
Seo Eui-woo twitched his fingers, activating his ability. Forks, plates, leftover food, and fruits all floated up and neatly packed themselves into the basket, along with the champagne bottle.
The glasses, ice bucket, and everything else were tidied up in the blink of an eye. Finally, even the picnic mat folded itself neatly and was put away.
“Hold on.”
Both of them reached out from either side. When Kwon Jae-jin extended his hands and grasped theirs, a radiant light flashed before his eyes as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
With the spatial shift, the shimmering droplets of light vanished amidst the falling rain.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a familiar bathroom.
***
Smooth, glossy gray tiles covered the walls and floor. Beside him was a deep, recessed bathtub. As soon as the motion sensors detected movement, the lights automatically turned on.
Did they move us straight into the bathroom?
Well, given how soaked they were, this was probably the better option.
Rather than dripping water all over the house, it made sense to teleport directly to the bathroom, clean up, and step out fresh.
“Hmm. Should we take our clothes off first?”
“I’ll fill the tub, too.”
The two Seo Eui-woos moved in perfect sync, as if they had already planned this in advance. With a simple glance from one of them, the picnic basket and mat floated smoothly out of the bathroom and into the hallway. The tub’s drain stopper clicked into place on its own, and the faucet turned, releasing a steady stream of hot water.
“Wait—hold on a second.”
At that moment, Jae-jin realized something, and his lips pressed into a firm line.
Showering. In the bathroom.
With who?
His head whipped to the side in alarm—only to catch both Seo Eui-woos undressing right in front of him.
Shirt buttons popped open effortlessly, and the damp fabric, one white and the other black, slid off their bodies without resistance.
Shit.
Two muscular, sculpted bodies stood on either side of him, exuding an overwhelming presence.
It was as if they had been sculpted from light itself—perfection molded into human form.
He had seen Seo Eui-woo’s body countless times before, but this time, there were two of them. Just that single fact was enough to make his brain short-circuit. For a moment, he completely froze, unable to process anything.
“Jae-jin, what’s wrong?”
“What are you thinking to make that kind of face?”
While Jae-jin remained frozen in place, the two Seo Eui-woos continued undressing without hesitation. Their hands moved smoothly, unzipping their pants with ease. The front of their slacks fell open messily as they kicked off their shoes, stripping down completely.
Kwon Jae-jin took a slow step backward.
“Uh, Eui-woo… I don’t think this is a good idea.”
His expression hardened as he jerked his chin toward them, but both Seo Eui-woos only smiled back at him, looking completely innocent—pure, even—as if they had no idea what the problem was.
“What do you mean, ‘not a good idea’?”
“Yeah, I always help wash you, don’t I?”
The twenty-year-old Seo Eui-woo and the twenty-four-year-old Seo Eui-woo reached for his cardigan. The thin knit fabric slipped right off as they pulled, with no resistance.
“That’s not the point. Right now, there are two of you.”
“Yeah, so?”
“Does that mean we can’t wash you?”
“It’s not that… It’s just… doing this with two of you is kind of weird.”
“Haha. Jae-jin, you always think everything is weird.”
“So what?”
It was already too late to stop them.
The younger Seo Eui-woo grabbed the hem of Jae-jin’s T-shirt and pulled it over his head, while the older one knelt on the bathroom tiles, tugging off his shoes and socks.
Jae-jin tried to shake off Seo Eui-woo’s hands, but there were four of them, and he only had two. Even under normal circumstances, he could never quite overpower Seo Eui-woo—now, with two of them, there was no way he could put up a real fight.
“Ugh… I told you, this is weird! Bathing together with both of you—!”
“Jae-jin, your reactions are so funny.”
“Seriously. I think it’s been a while since we’ve seen you this flustered.”
Both Seo Eui-woos chuckled softly.
Hands reached out from both sides, and in an instant, the last piece of clothing was gone.
The twenty-year-old unfastened the buckle from above, while the twenty-four-year-old lifted each foot, sliding the pants off effortlessly. Their movements were so smooth, so in sync, that it was as if they were a single person.
Well… technically, they were one person. Of course, they’d move in perfect unison…
Haah. Fucking hell.
At this point, his mind was on the verge of shutting down.
This was insane.
“You really have a goddamn talent for making things complicated…”
Jae-jin bit down hard on his teeth, muttering under his breath.
It was practically a sigh.
“Haha, is that so?”
“Come here. Let’s get in the tub.”
Steam rose in thick clouds from the bathwater as it filled. The two Seo Eui-woos pulled Kwon Jae-jin between them and stepped into the water together.
The water level was different from usual. Normally, even when it was just Jae-jin and Seo Eui-woo, the tub was spacious enough. It was a massive bathtub, set in a palace-like mansion, more than roomy for two grown men. But now, with three bodies inside, there wasn’t an inch of space left.
Even with both Seo Eui-woos pressing close against Jae-jin’s sides, it felt like they were trapped, completely packed into the tub.
“Wow… This is tighter than I expected.”
“You want to just sit on me?”
The twenty-four-year-old, Seo Eui-woo from the first timeline, pulled Jae-jin onto his lap from behind. Jae-jin’s back pressed against solid, toned abs, while firm arms wrapped snugly around his waist.
“Then I’ll take this side.”
The twenty-year-old, Seo Eui-woo from the second timeline, settled in front of Jae-jin, pressing in close, chest to chest, his hands resting firmly against Jae-jin’s torso.
Earlier, they had been glued to him on either side—now, they had him completely boxed in, front and back.
“Alright, time to wash you.”
The Seo Eui-woo behind him lathered up body wash and started scrubbing Jae-jin’s back. The one in front worked on his chest, hands gliding over his skin.
Soft, foamy bubbles spread across his body, warm and slick against his skin.
Ugh…
Jae-jin clenched his eyes shut.
He braced himself against the edge of the tub with both arms.
One of them was slowly, lazily rubbing his chest in smooth circles, while the other trailed his fingers down his spine, following the deep curve of his back. At this point, Jae-jin wasn’t even sure if this was washing or just messing with him.
“Jae-jin, if you make that kind of face, it just makes me want to touch you more.”
The twenty-year-old Seo Eui-woo, the one in front, brushed his thumb over the lower curve of Jae-jin’s chest. The firm muscle beneath his touch shifted slightly, pressing inward with the gentle pressure.
“I can’t see his face from here. Turn your head back for me.”
The twenty-four-year-old Seo Eui-woo grumbled from behind, grabbing Jae-jin’s chin and tilting his head back. At the same time, his hand slipped lower, tracing down his spine, skimming over the dip above his tailbone.
Jae-jin flinched, his body jerking slightly, though no sound escaped his lips.
He tried his best to suppress any reaction, but there was no way Seo Eui-woo wouldn’t notice.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Which one do you like better? Your chest or your back?”
“I don’t know.”
“It’s your chest, isn’t it? Your nipples are already hard.”
“No, it’s his back. Every time I touch below his tailbone, his waist twitches.”
“Shut up, both of you… If you’re not actually going to wash me, then back off.”
“Aww. No way.”
“Mm, me neither.”
It backfired. Instead of stopping, their hands only grew bolder.
