Unlike Min Yugeon, Seo Suho was still tipsy from the alcohol, and the lingering exhaustion from sex only deepened his drowsiness. Sleep overwhelmed him like an unstoppable tide. Even though he was fully aware that Min Yugeon’s semen was spilling uncontrollably between his spread legs, his entire body felt far too heavy to do anything about it.
As his consciousness flickered in and out, Min Yugeon’s shadow loomed over him. Seo Suho blinked slowly, feeling a tender hand caress his face.
A nose brushed his, and then lips touched. Min Yugeon’s tongue gently swept inside his mouth, almost tickling, prompting Seo Suho’s eyelids to slide shut. The forceful momentum from earlier was nowhere to be found—this was a kiss so soft it melted into him. The affection was so palpable it felt almost tangible.
The wet kiss came to a pause. Min Yugeon pulled back in the silence and looked down at Seo Suho. His face was still flushed, but his breathing had mostly calmed. Staring at Seo Suho, who now looked as if he’d fallen unconscious, Min Yugeon pressed a firm kiss to his cheek.
“Suho.”
“……”
“I……”
His voice broke miserably. The fact that he’d just shared an intimate moment with Seo Suho—like lovers—made him feel so happy it felt unreal. Yet, at the same time, the undeniable truth that nothing had really changed between them, that they were still just friends, hit him squarely. His emotions swung wildly between joy and helplessness.
Still, happiness won out. Feeling his heart thudding in his chest, Min Yugeon gently pressed his forehead to Seo Suho’s. The warmth of his skin brought him a quiet satisfaction.
“I like you.”
It was a boyish confession, the kind nurtured since childhood and carried quietly through the years.
“I love you.”
The words were murmured so softly they bordered on a whisper—more of a muttering than a proper confession. But they weren’t meant to be heard by Seo Suho anyway. The emotions that had risen to their peak had simply slipped out.
He stared at Seo Suho’s sleeping face for a long moment, then finally collapsed beside him.
Min Yugeon covered his eyes with his forearm. The corners of his lips trembled faintly.
***
Experience is essential in most things, but especially so when it comes to emotions. Without actually feeling them, you simply can’t understand. Love—not familial affection or camaraderie, but that deep feeling toward someone else. I was clueless when it came to that, and I hadn’t even tried to learn. I’d never seriously wondered what it was like to fall in love with someone whose outlook on life differed from mine, to have my world slowly colored by that bond.
But when the person I valued most confessed to feeling that way—directly, using unmistakable language—my worldview couldn’t help but waver.
Love me?
…Me?
Even the most oblivious person would realize that what Min Yugeon had just said, in that voice and at that moment, wasn’t some platonic declaration of friendship. My sleep-deprived fog vanished in an instant, and clarity crashed in like cold water.
Thump. Thump.
My heart thundered. I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek and deliberately tried to steady my breathing. If I gave any sign I was awake, I had the sinking feeling I wouldn’t be able to undo what came next.
Min Yugeon, who had been lying still next to me for a while, finally rustled. I could tell without opening my eyes that he was sitting up. He gently lifted my body off the bed.
I nearly flinched at the sensation of being lifted, but somehow managed to stay still. Carefully, as if not to wake me, Min Yugeon carried me toward the bathroom.
Still holding me in his arms, he settled into the tub filled with lukewarm water. I ended up facing the same direction as him, so I dared to crack my eyes open. Just then, Min Yugeon bent my knees and spread my legs wide, slipping a hand underneath my butt. He was probably trying to help me avoid any post-coital issues like cramping or stomach pain.
I let out a silent sigh—it was far too late to pretend I’d just woken up and could take care of things myself. Bracing for the coming embarrassment, I squeezed my eyes shut again.
The submerged entrance readily accepted Min Yugeon’s thick fingers. Even out of water, he hadn’t pulled out the entire time during sex, so my opening hadn’t had the chance to contract properly yet.
Damn it… The odd sensation of water seeping into the stretched insides made me bite my lip. I could feel everything—his fingers scraping gently along the inner walls, rinsing out the semen still pooled deep inside.
“Mm…!”
When his curled fingers pressed against my sensitive spot, a moan escaped before I could stop it. My body instinctively twisted, but Min Yugeon easily held me steady with one arm.
“Go back to sleep.”
His voice was low and husky as he whispered into my ear from behind. Far from being worn out, he still had energy to spare—his erection pressed stiffly against my spine, undeniable even in our skin-to-skin embrace. Though he was only using his fingers, it wasn’t hard to understand why.
…Go back to sleep, my ass. How am I supposed to sleep when he’s doing this?
Feeling completely flustered, I let out a shaky breath and clutched the arm wrapped around my chest. Only then did Min Yugeon seem to realize I was fully awake. He rubbed his sharp nose against the nape of my neck.
“Sorry. Did I wake you? I needed to get the stuff out from inside.”
Even as he spoke, Min Yugeon’s fingers continued to stir inside, slipping wetly against the inner walls. My limp dick had already started reacting long ago, and I shook my head vigorously.
“Ah, ngh—stop. Stop it. I’ll do it myself…”
“It won’t be easy to reach.”
Min Yugeon, obediently, withdrew his hand. But he didn’t leave the tub—instead, he pulled me closer, holding my body more firmly.
Flustered, I turned my head slightly to look away toward some corner of the tub. I still couldn’t bring myself to meet Min Yugeon’s eyes.
“Aren’t you getting out?”
“I’ll help. It’ll be easier this way.”
The kiss he pressed lightly to my shoulder only made me feel even more off-kilter. I opened my mouth, then shut it again.
“……”
After a short hesitation, I reached underwater. Groping around, I found the entrance and slowly pushed in the tip of my middle finger. Doing it myself gave me an eerie feeling. I frowned at the overwhelming discomfort, my wrist trembling violently. To reach far enough in, I had to bend my arm down more than I expected—it pulled painfully at my muscles.
“See, Seo Suho? It’s tough, isn’t it?”
His cheeky tone made me grit my teeth. He was the one who filled me up so much I ended up like this. Of course, he probably knew that and was only trying to take care of it for me.
“I’ll finish up. It’s probably almost all out now.”
“…Go ahead.”
In the end, I gave a small nod and slumped forward into his chest. As if he’d been waiting, Min Yugeon slipped his fingers back inside.
“Nn… hngh.”
I scrunched up my face and tensed my toes. I could feel every ridge of his thick fingers as they moved inside me—my insides clung and squeezed around them, sucking greedily even in the water. The vividness of it made my ears burn with embarrassment. Min Yugeon gently bit down on my flushed earlobe.
His middle and ring fingers stirred deep within, nudging loose the semen still pooled inside. With each motion, his palm slapped lightly against my ass, sending ripples across the water’s surface.
“Ugh, mm…!”
Cleanup felt needlessly good. His hard cock pressed and slid against my back as my body rocked gently in the tub.
“Haah…”
Once he must’ve thought it was mostly done, his fingers slowly slid out. But both of us were left with semi-hard erections. If nothing was done about it, it would’ve been more than a little awkward.
Min Yugeon lifted me and sat me on top of his abs. His heavy cock pressed up from beneath, nestling against my own, standing tall between my thighs.
“If it’s too much, just lean on me like you were before.”
His voice dipped into something coaxing, seductive, as he wrapped both hands around our cocks, stroking them together. I quickly reached out and gripped the edge of the tub.
Water splashed wildly under Min Yugeon’s skilled movements. When droplets hit near my eyes, I instinctively tilted my head back—and in that moment, my gaze locked with Min Yugeon’s, who had clearly been watching me the whole time.
“…!”
I opened my mouth, caught in a breathless pant—but before I could say a word, Min Yugeon leaned in without warning. He kissed my brow, then my temple, then my cheek, before finally swallowing my lips whole. His teeth grazed and tongue licked gently, teasing without hurting. Only after taking his time did his tongue finally part my lips and slide in.
His mouth filled mine with warm flesh, rubbing insistently against my palate and then softly pressing down on my tongue, which twitched in response. Min Yugeon held my tongue in place, tasting it thoroughly before letting it go. Our mucous membranes mashed together, exchanging saliva, and the wet sound echoed through the bathroom.
Our lips finally parted, slow and sticky. Haa… The heat of lust was undeniable, but even within that heat, the tender sigh Min Yugeon let out carried a pang of yearning that lingered between us.
He never once looked away from me, and for the first time today—I looked back at him.
“…Min Yugeon.”
I wanted to ask.
How long have you been looking at me like that?
