Touched by Fingertips (4)
My shoulders jerked in surprise at Sa Hae-geon’s bizarre action. Whether he found my reaction amusing or satisfying, he reached out and embraced me without permission. The water in the bathtub rippled, and the sound of wet bare skin colliding tickled my ears.
Since it was my first time facing Sa Hae-geon in a completely naked embrace, I could only roll my eyes at this extremely strange and bewildering sensation. Moreover, I was embarrassed by the unfamiliar bulge I felt against the outside of my thigh where it touched Sa Hae-geon. His wet hair was tickling the hollow near my collarbone. Water droplets from his hair streamed down my body.
Unlike my body temperature, the cooled lukewarm droplets were so distinct I could feel exactly which direction they were falling. With even the slightest movement of Sa Hae-geon’s head, his hair would tickle and poke my skin.
Sa Hae-geon, seemingly unaware of this fact, leaned on my shoulder and met my gaze with innocent eyes. His gaze scanning me was quite sticky.
“…Why?”
Was it from the long bath? Or perhaps from being considerably embarrassed by this situation? My voice was much deeper and huskier than usual. Sa Hae-geon, who had been blinking slowly, opened his mouth.
“I like you.”
“…Huh?”
“I like you, hyung.”
“No, why do you keep saying such things in strange situations…”
Last time he confessed when his chest was being touched, and this time during a bath… I understand he wants to express his feelings, but shouldn’t he first assess the mood and situation before saying such things, if only to avoid mutual embarrassment?
“I keep feeling anxious.”
“…”
“Just looking at you makes me feel that way. Even when you’re not in my sight, it’s similar. No, it actually gets worse.”
Could he possibly be asking me to remain within his sight for his sake?
“Whenever I’m separated from you at dungeons or in the field, I kept… missing you.”
“…”
“I liked it whenever you worried about me. But even though you only take care of me, I keep feeling rushed.”
His words, continuing in a small voice, flew in and stuck firmly in my ears.
“What should I do?”
“…”
“How can I stop feeling anxious?”
Sa Hae-geon seemed genuinely curious about this. And he seemed to think I would know the answer. Although I felt sorry for him…
“…Well, I don’t know either.”
I too don’t know such a method. However, since I had a vague idea of why Sa Hae-geon was feeling anxious, I thought I could end his anxiety by providing an answer to that.
But giving that answer while naked in a bathtub seemed a bit… unromantic. And embarrassing too. Sa Hae-geon, noticing my hesitation, stared at me intently. I awkwardly patted his firm, broad shoulders while avoiding his gaze.
It seemed better to speak indirectly for now.
“Let’s talk about the rest in the living room. It feels like I’m having all sorts of conversations with you in the bathtub…”
“Is that not allowed?”
“It’s not that, but it’s a bit awkward, isn’t it? I don’t even know what kind of conversation we’re having while completely naked.”
Sa Hae-geon, who had been contemplating something with a serious face at my words, opened his mouth.
“Hyung, is bathing with me burdensome?”
“Huh?”
“If I hadn’t insisted it was my wish, you would never have bathed with me, right?”
“That’s…”
“It’s okay. I already know you weren’t very willing. But I enjoyed it, so it’s fine.”
Sa Hae-geon immediately returned to his usual expression and spoke nonchalantly. He seemed to be misunderstanding something, but he didn’t give me a chance to explain properly and abruptly stood up from the bathtub. As a result, the water filling the tub rippled and overflowed, and Sa Hae-geon’s dick once again revealed its impressive size.
“W-wait. Wait, what will happen if you go out like that… Hae-geon!”
When I called out his name with my eyes tightly shut, Sa Hae-geon, who was about to leave the bathtub, stopped.
“What?”
“T-that, can’t you do something about it? Can’t you at least cover it with your hands when you leave?”
“Can’t you handle seeing this much between close brothers? Besides, it can’t all be covered by hands.”
“…Hae-geon, you know that’s not what I mean.”
I slightly opened my eyes and looked up at Sa Hae-geon. His dick, something all men possess, boasted an incredibly disconcerting size. To the extent that questions filled my mind: Could such a thing really be attached to a human body? Is it okay to walk around with such a thing?
It would surely attract both envy and jealousy from many men. Sa Hae-geon, who actually carried around such a monstrosity, seemed indifferent as he half-heartedly cupped his dick and stepped out of the bathtub.
Feeling my continued gaze, Sa Hae-geon suddenly turned around and looked at me.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“…Huh?”
“It’s embarrassing when you keep staring.”
“No, I was just…”
“You weren’t going to say you’re envious, were you?”
“What?”
“What reason would you have to envy mine? Don’t tell me…”
The space between Sa Hae-geon’s eyebrows wrinkled as he continued speaking. Whatever he was imagining, he warned me firmly with a face that looked as if he had been betrayed.
“Absolutely not. Absolutely not!”
“What’s absolutely not?”
“Do I have to say it with my own mouth? Anyway, it’s not allowed. If such a thing were to happen… I wouldn’t let you take a single step outside the house. Really.”
Sa Hae-geon rapidly spat out incomprehensible words, then left the bathroom with a gloomy face. Left alone in the large bathtub, I could only stare incredulously at Sa Hae-geon’s retreating figure as he left without even closing the bathroom door.
Even after leaving the bathtub, Sa Hae-geon’s peculiar behavior continued. Of course, he was originally someone who often engaged in eccentric behavior, but today was a bit more severe. Sa Hae-geon followed right behind me as if intending to prevent me from even going to the toilet. Then, when I stopped and turned to look at him, he would pretend to be doing nothing, feigning innocence while glancing at my expression from the corner of his eye.
At other times, I would have had some idea of why Sa Hae-geon was behaving this way, but today I couldn’t even guess. He would glimpse at me texting with my parents on the sofa, and if our eyes happened to meet, he would quickly turn his head away.
Finally, I placed my phone on the coffee table and looked at Sa Hae-geon.
“Hae-geon.”
When I called his name softly, Sa Hae-geon met my gaze with an innocent face.
“What are you doing right now?”
“Pardon? What do you mean?”
“You keep stealing glances at me.”
“You could steal glances at me too, then.”
“That’s not the kind of answer I was looking for.”
My unusually stern response seemed unfamiliar to him—normally I would have burst into laughter and asked what kind of strange remark that was—and Sa Hae-geon hesitated. He seemed reluctant to answer, checking my reaction before finally mumbling with a sigh after a long while.
“You were thinking about… with someone else first…”
“I can’t hear you clearly, Hae-geon.”
“You were thinking about having relations with someone other than me…”
“…What on earth are you talking about?”
When exactly did I ever think such a thing? I was dumbfounded by Sa Hae-geon speaking as if he had read thoughts I’d never even had.
So was that why he left the bathroom earlier with the door wide open, looking so sad? And why he followed me around annoyingly? As this realization struck me, a hollow laugh escaped. And I became curious about why he would think such a thing.
“Why did you think that?”
“Because you seemed to envy what I have.”
“…What?”
“Why would you envy what I have?”
That’s exactly what I wanted to ask. Why would I envy Sa Hae-geon’s dick? I had inwardly admired it, but I certainly hadn’t envied it.
Sa Hae-geon’s face was full of sadness as he continued speaking while looking at me.
“How could you do that? You can just think of mine as yours. You’re the only one who will use it anyway.”
Seeing Sa Hae-geon confidently saying such strange things, I was so bewildered I couldn’t speak. I stammered and hesitantly asked him:
“W-what are you saying? Why would your… that… be mine? And why are you naturally assuming that I… anyway.”
Is it appropriate to have this kind of improper conversation with Sa Hae-geon when we’re not even in a relationship yet?
“Isn’t it true?”
I was at a loss for words at Sa Hae-geon’s pouty question. Looking at Sa Hae-geon, who was several steps ahead of me—and in a somewhat strange direction—made my head throb.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
