# Chapter 25
As insensitive as Hajin might be, he wasn’t willing to put up with grown men childishly fighting over him.
With the two following him like goldfish droppings, Hajin headed to the kitchen and served himself a portion of rice.
“Baek Jaan-ssi, will you be eating too?”
“Yes. Please serve me as well.”
At the affectionate tone, Han Seungho’s face crumpled like wrinkled foil, but knowing Hajin would get angry if he started a fight here, he kept his mouth shut.
“I’ll eat too.”
He merely interjected, as if unwilling to lose.
Thus, the three began their meal in silence. Hajin tended to focus solely on eating during mealtimes, and the other two didn’t feel the need to speak since Hajin wasn’t talking. This made for a rather comfortable dining experience for Hajin.
“Ugh—”
During the meal, Hajin winced in pain after eating soup that hadn’t cooled properly.
His swollen and torn lips hadn’t fully healed, making even eating difficult.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?”
When Han Seungho raised his head at Hajin’s groan, the wound on his lips was plainly visible.
The injury on his lips was so noticeable that it was strange he hadn’t seen it earlier.
“Why are your lips torn? And… why does that bastard Baek Jaan look so pleased? Huh? Say something.”
He wasn’t asking out of genuine curiosity.
Given that Baek Jaan should be whimpering like a puppy if Hajin was hurt, the fact that he looked pleased and was even blushing made it obvious to anyone that something had happened between the two.
Since Cha Jinwoo already knew, there was no point in hiding it, but when Han Seungho seemed genuinely upset, Hajin felt awkward about saying he’d torn his lips while giving guiding kisses to Baek Jaan.
However, Baek Jaan, having no such reservations, ignored Han Seungho’s question and shyly asked Hajin:
“Hyung, does it hurt a lot? I’ll apply medicine for you later.”
“…No. I’m fine.”
Hajin answered while glancing occasionally at Han Seungho. It was frustrating to feel like he had to be cautious about who he had guided, but seeing Han Seungho’s sense of betrayal made him feel self-conscious.
Did it seem like he was showing favoritism?
Han Seungho appeared shocked when his suspicions were confirmed. Hajin found it uncomfortable how he had put down his spoon and was staring intently at his lips.
“So you two kissed?”
“…It was to heal internal injuries caused by his rampage.”
Though Hajin’s explanation made a distinction, it made no difference to Han Seungho.
“Either way, it means you rubbed lips with that bastard Baek Jaan. And mixed tongues!”
Han Seungho’s voice grew louder toward the end, as if he found it so unfair.
Although it might have been reasonable to get angry at being accused of something he hadn’t done wrong, Hajin couldn’t bring himself to be upset as Han Seungho sat there looking like a pitiful puppy.
It was commendable that he still managed to chew and swallow his food throughout all this.
Suddenly, Han Seungho stood up from his seat without finishing his meal. Hajin tensed, wondering if he was going to forcibly kiss him since Baek Jaan had, but Han Seungho’s steps headed toward the front door.
“Surely you’re not going to injure yourself just to receive guiding?”
Han Seungho’s steps abruptly halted. A wordless answer couldn’t have been clearer. Hajin rubbed his forehead in disbelief.
‘How did I end up…’
Despite thinking of them as immature, he never expected them to be this childish. The problem was that this wasn’t a joke or a petty threat.
‘Don’t words usually come before actions?’
How could someone be so impulsive, to think first of getting injured and returning for a kiss rather than threatening to get hurt if not kissed?
Hajin wasn’t indecisive or easily swayed. In fact, everyone at his company and school found him intimidating because of his sharp personality.
But even for someone like Hajin, dealing with a crazy person willing to hurt himself just to get a guiding kiss was challenging.
In the end, there was only one way to resolve this situation. However, Hajin hesitated briefly before speaking.
Even if it was just guiding and even if same-sex contact didn’t bother him, he wondered if he was being too casual about it.
But that thought was short-lived. Rather than watching a grown young man act like a hurt child and injure himself, it seemed better to just give him a kiss and be done with it.
“Haah… Let’s finish eating first. I’ll do it after we eat.”
Before he even finished speaking, Han Seungho returned to his seat at lightning speed and picked up his spoon.
Hajin felt a childish urge to withdraw his offer out of annoyance, but knowing that would just send Han Seungho back out to hurt himself, he resigned himself to the situation.
“What’s so great about him anyway?” Baek Jaan grumbled beside him, but he couldn’t seriously try to dissuade Hajin. How could he go against what Hajin said?
If Han Seungho was going to get a kiss anyway, Baek Jaan could only seriously consider whether he could beat Han Seungho to within an inch of his life. With that one comment, he quietly continued his meal.
Han Seungho quickly finished eating and rushed to the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth.
It was somewhat relieving that he at least had the sense not to demand a kiss immediately after eating, but Hajin felt a bit embarrassed watching him brush his teeth with such a determined face.
Baek Jaan’s expression grew increasingly sullen as he watched Hajin, but Hajin didn’t notice.
“What about you? Aren’t you brushing your teeth? I don’t mind if you don’t.”
Han Seungho asked, brushing so fast his hands were a blur. Despite the foam all over his mouth, his gleaming eyes weren’t cute at all. Hajin shook his head and put toothpaste on his own toothbrush.
Openly preparing for a kiss like this brought on an unprecedented sense of doubt.
‘Is this… right?’
But it was too late to back out now. Just look at Han Seungho’s eyes. Even a dog anticipating a treat wouldn’t look that eager.
Having finished brushing first, Han Seungho waited for Hajin to finish. Naturally, Hajin’s hands slowed down.
But no matter how much he dragged it out, it was just tooth brushing. He couldn’t stretch it out for an hour, not even ten minutes, and as soon as he rinsed his mouth, Han Seungho pounced.
“W-wait.”
Han Seungho moved so quickly that it was truly fortunate that Hajin’s reflexes allowed him to cover his own mouth instead.
However, Han Seungho’s dissatisfaction at being blocked by the back of Hajin’s hand was short-lived; he soon kissed the hand as if even that was good, and even went so far as to lick it with his tongue.
“Wait.”
Feeling a shiver run down his spine from the slippery tongue on the back of his hand, Hajin firmly stopped him, dropping honorifics. Just then, Baek Jaan, who had been watching with narrowed eyes, grabbed Han Seungho by the scruff of his neck.
“Seungho, you’re not a dog. Hyung told you to stop.”
“Let go, you bastard.”
After snapping at Baek Jaan, Han Seungho turned to Hajin with a completely different attitude.
“Why? Don’t try to back out now. I won’t let you.”
‘Yes, I can see that.’
Hajin sighed.
“Somewhere other than the bathroom, ugh—”
Before he could finish speaking, Han Seungho picked him up and carried him off. Moving too quickly for Baek Jaan to respond, Han Seungho entered his own room and placed Hajin on the bed.
*Bang bang*
“Han Seungho. Open the door before I break it down.”
In that short time, he had even locked the door, and although Baek Jaan was pounding on it from outside, Han Seungho acted as if he couldn’t hear and climbed on top of Hajin, who was half-lying down.
Having already learned the danger of this position from Baek Jaan, Hajin urgently spoke up.
“Just kissing, we’re just kissing. If you do anything more, I won’t look at Han Seungho-ssi again.”
“Tch. Fine.”
As if he had indeed been planning something else, Han Seungho clicked his tongue softly. Hajin made a mental note that Espers could not be trusted in matters like this.
“Then open your mouth now.”
Without waiting for a response, Han Seungho pressed Hajin’s lower lip with his finger to open it and thrust his tongue in.
Hajin’s body flinched at the sensation of a tongue touching him before their lips even met.
Although this was the second time he had experienced a tongue entering his mouth, Hajin was still not accustomed to the feeling.
He almost let out an embarrassing moan, but thanks to Han Seungho’s forceful approach that allowed no gaps, even the moan couldn’t escape.
After urgently exploring Hajin’s mouth and playing with his tongue as he pleased, Han Seungho slightly pulled away from Hajin’s lips, giving him a chance to breathe.
“Haaah… haa…”
Hajin, for whom this was only his second kiss, didn’t know he should breathe through his nose. Even if he had known, the relentless intensity would have made breathing difficult.
He had managed to breathe a bit for survival, but it wasn’t enough. As a result, now that Han Seungho’s lips had separated from his, Hajin’s chest was rapidly rising and falling as he caught his breath.
“Had enough breath now?”
“It’s not over…!”
Before Hajin could push against his shoulders, Han Seungho approached again. At least this time the kiss was gentler than before, reminiscent of lovers’ kisses seen in movies.
He nibbled on Hajin’s lips and, unlike the urgent intensity from before, the soft, intertwining tongue provided a new stimulation.
“Mmh…”
That was the problem. The kiss with Baek Jaan had certainly been stimulating. Hajin had been out of his mind then without a chance to breathe, but now he was fully conscious thanks to regular breathing. This meant he could feel the stimulation completely.
Unlike Baek Jaan, who had stimulated Hajin with his entire body, Han Seungho was focusing solely on the kiss. As a result, Hajin had to tremble solely from the stimulation provided by the kiss.
‘Damn. Are all young people these days like this?’
With no experience, he couldn’t tell if he was just sensitive or if they were particularly skilled.
“Ah!”
Just as his mind wandered, Han Seungho gently bit his tongue.
It was just a slight pressure, not enough to hurt, but the stimulation made Hajin involuntarily let out a sound close to a moan.
At this, Han Seungho, who had been watching with narrowed eyes as if trying to capture everything about Hajin, furrowed his brow, and the previously gentle kiss began to intensify again.
“Hnn, mmh…!”
While continuing the kiss with Hajin lying down, Han Seungho suddenly lifted him up without separating their lips.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
