Chapter 111
“That’s not wrong. Here too…”
His fingertips, moving further down, lightly brushed over pubic hair and cock sticky with bodily fluids of unknown origin.
“And here too… I won’t leave this out either. So that’s only half the correct answer.”
His unnecessarily serious voice and expression made me laugh. Even that deflated laugh made the inside of my body throb. It would probably feel better if I curled up, but even that felt too bothersome.
Moving the hand that had been touching his cheek, I now placed my palm against the thick chest that was braced in front of me. His skin, not yet dry from sweat, was warm.
“When you were young, you were just tall and skinny, but how did you get this big?”
I muttered while searching my memories for how he looked at thirteen. He grabbed my wrist and pressed his lips to the inside.
“It’s fortunate. I grew up to be hyung’s type.”
He doesn’t know this, but a sturdy build wasn’t my preference from the beginning. My current taste was only established after meeting him at twenty. Instead of laying out the detailed story, I just smiled silently.
“You don’t really remember me well when I was thirteen, right?”
He asked while biting and lightly nibbling on the tips of my fingers that he was holding between his teeth.
Though thirteen-year-old him could have been a first love for seventeen-year-old me, he couldn’t have held that meaning for me at the time. Feeling sorry about our first meeting being remembered with different meanings by each of us, my gaze that had been looking up at him slid down to his chest.
“The kids around me in the same class were already in the thick of puberty then. Whether they were boys or girls. But I… even though I was the tallest in class, I kept acting like a child.”
“……”
“I don’t know. I felt like mother would continue to love me if I did that. That’s how I felt back then.”
After biting each finger of my right hand as if confirming them one by one, he pressed my hand tightly against his chest.
“When you’re around thirteen, you usually don’t want to go on trips alone with your parents. I followed along on that trip too, trying to look good for mother…”
His chest in front of me swelled greatly as he took a breath.
“But there, I saw some hyung and awakened to the opposite sex.”
His voice was playful but sweet. I burst out laughing.
“No, did you awaken to the same sex?”
Adding that, he suddenly came down lower and lay prone where our eyes could meet.
“Ah… that hyung was really good to me then. He even cooked ramen for me at night.”
“Back then, that dongsaeng was smaller and cuter than me. I didn’t know that cunning kid liked me inside though.”
“What about now? Am I not cute now?”
“According to your profile, you’re 192cm and 87kg. That’s not really a size you’d normally call cute, is it?”
“Wiki says 192 and 87? It’s probably not that now, right? But… did you look up my profile too?”
“……”
His face, eyes widening slightly, was holding back laughter.
Since it was information I had looked up in the process of confirming that he was the youngest son of Hanseo Group, Lee Seogyeong’s younger brother, I felt uncomfortable facing him as he rejoiced in my interest.
While fiddling with his hair that had fallen over his forehead, I was careful not to let my tone become heavy.
“Now that I know you’re a celebrity, I’m going to search your name frequently from now on.”
“Then don’t just look at profiles, look at the comments on internet articles too. There are quite a few people who say I’m cute.”
“Oh really? Then why don’t you meet one of those people instead?”
I playfully tugged at the hair in my hand, not enough to hurt. Still, he just giggled as if he was completely happy.
“Wow… you’re even getting jealous?”
He turned his body and rested his chin on my chest. The intensity of our lovemaking remained faintly in his disheveled hair and slightly flushed complexion. I swept his hair, which had been stiff from gel or wax, up over his forehead.
“Don’t… talk like you’re so honored.”
“……”
“I like you too… so naturally, I have possessive feelings.”
His expression became a bit calmer. Though a faint smile remained, there was some bitterness mixed in. As if… my level of possessiveness was just playful compared to his.
He wasn’t distrusting me. He just still thought his feelings were much bigger and much heavier.
I couldn’t rashly deny that. I certainly hadn’t lived my past with thoughts of a future with him in mind. Moreover, now I even had a history of pushing him away once. I had to accept the limitation that I couldn’t sweep away his anxiety overnight. It wasn’t a problem that could be resolved with a few words.
Quietly feeling my touch as I played with his hair, he lazily closed his eyes.
“Before… when we were eating at ‘Fiano’, you said that.”
He slowly opened his eyes and stared at me.
“That sometimes you want to push ahead recklessly, but you hold back because you don’t want me to dislike it.”
“You remember all that?”
Embarrassed, he crinkled his eyes and giggled. Then he got up from the bed as if escaping. Watching his naked form disappear into the open bathroom with sliding glass doors wide open on both sides, I was amazed at myself for feeling a throbbing below.
My lower body was reacting again to the tight back view with firm yet delicate muscles throughout, and the sensual swaying of his cock glimpsed between his thighs. This was so different from how I used to be, when my sexual desire would rapidly cool after climaxing just once.
I shook my head vigorously to kill the heat rising in my body. Rubbing my face roughly, I sat up.
“I did say that.”
He raised his voice a bit to answer from inside the bathroom. He came back out of the bathroom wearing a robe and holding another robe for me.
“Because hyung… dislikes that kind of person.”
Leaning back against the large, plumped-up pillow, I received the robe from him.
“How do you want to be reckless?”
“I said I won’t do that?”
“No, I’m not telling you not to, I’m just curious. If my boyfriend acts a little reckless… I wouldn’t be unable to accept that, would I?”
Standing beside the bed, he exhaled with a “hmm” and thrust both hands into his robe pockets. Since the only light illuminating the room was the faint external light seeping through the window, dark shadows fell on his face with his back to the window. I could only tell that he was looking down at me.
He stood silently for a moment, then suddenly took his hands out of his pockets and lightly tousled my hair.
“You’re hungry, right? Should we shower and eat something?”
I shook my head while brushing away his hand that was fixing my tousled hair. He seemed to be changing the subject.
“Don’t have the energy to shower? Then I’ll bring something here. Eat and get some strength, then after that… I’ll clean you up thoroughly in the bathtub.”
His gaze flicked to my center hidden under the sheet. I could tell what he meant by cleaning me up.
“Hey, I want to sleep over tonight.”
“……”
He turned back and sat on the edge of the bed, having been about to leave. His worried expression examined every part of my face.
“Are you feeling that unwell?”
Because I want to stay with you a little longer. Can’t he think that might be the reason?
“It’s not that… is it not okay?”
“Why would you ask something like that? It’s not even a question you need to ask. You could even move into this house entirely.”
“If you put it under my name, I’ll move in.”
“I’ll tell them to prepare the paperwork.”
His face and voice couldn’t have been more serious. I laughed helplessly while grabbing the arm of someone who looked ready to call people immediately.
“I can’t even make a joke.”
“Don’t make jokes like that to an idiot like me.”
“Why are you an idiot? Who decided to call my boyfriend an idiot? Huh?”
“Because even knowing it’s a joke, I get excited for a moment. I’m definitely an idiot.”
“……”
Exchanging these trivial conversations that others might laugh at, giggling and grumbling… it made me realize that we really were lovers who had just started dating.
While fiddling with my hand that was draped over his thigh, he said:
“Let’s sleep over. Then tomorrow we can sleep in late together, drink coffee in the garden… spend time together leisurely.”
“Tomorrow’s Tuesday.”
“You haven’t started filming yet.”
“Not me, you. It’s a weekday and you want to play around like that? The reason you got kicked out of the office… that’s resolved now, isn’t it? Then you should go back to work.”
He wrinkled his nose with a displeased expression. He looked like a child who had been nagged about not slacking off on studying even after exams were over.
“Since only the two of us know it’s resolved, just one day…”
“No. Because you act like this, that person Yujun… hates me so much.”
This time his facial muscles stiffened and his eyes turned cold.
“What does it matter if Yujun hyung likes you?”
“Still, he’s your closest associate, so if he hates me that much, won’t our relationship also become… difficult in the future?”
As if weighing the value of this and that, he kept fiddling with my hand while looking down for a moment. Then he nodded with a reluctant face.
“Fine. Then I’ll give up sleeping in and go to work. So sleep over. Okay?”
I reached out to the one trying to get a promise from me and this time I tousled his hair. Only then did his mood seem to improve as he giggled and glared at me. While we struggled and grabbed each other’s wrists, pushing and pulling, he suddenly stuck his hand inside the sheet.
As his hand touched my still-sensitive bare skin, my body instinctively stiffened with a start.
“Why, what are you… doing…”
Playfully biting his lower lip, he groped my thigh under the sheet. Then he pulled down and removed the underwear that was still wrapped around my thigh.
The moment the underwear slipped off my feet, an indescribable strange excitement arose. I felt the urge to pull him back into bed.
Shaking the briefs that were completely rolled up beyond recognition, he straightened his waist. I reached out, but he was smiling mischievously just out of my reach.
“I’ll go get something simple to eat. Rest up.”
Watching him grin as he stuffed the underwear into his robe pocket, I found myself laughing too.
What stopped him just as he was about to turn around was my phone vibrating on the nightstand.
“Who could it be at this time…”
He had been about to casually pick up the phone to hand it to me, but his expression hardened after checking the caller. When I received the phone, I saw it was Yoon Juho.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
