“And you’re really good at kissing too.”
Despite his shyness, Ye-sol gave the greatest compliment he could. Their eyes met with a sparkle. While his eyes had always been full of vitality, somehow they looked much prettier now.
“Shit…”
Cursing, Gi-chan showered Ye-sol with another kiss. He couldn’t hold back anymore. Ye-sol welcomed Gi-chan’s eager kisses. Gi-chan explored every corner of Ye-sol’s mouth with thirsty eyes. Sometimes rough, sometimes gentle, he sucked up all of Ye-sol’s saliva to prevent escape. It was as if he was pouring out all his love.
“Phoo, ha…! Ah, hmmm…”
As the persistently held and sucked lips separated, Ye-sol hastily panted. Gi-chan licked away even the traces of saliva at the corner of his mouth and whispered with eyes full of heat.
“Ha Ye-sol… you, just… be mine, can’t you? Huh…?”
Smack, smack.
“Be mine. Be mine…”
Gi-chan kept muttering the same words while kissing Ye-sol’s lips, cheeks, bridge of nose, and even his forehead as Ye-sol had done. Then suddenly his face contorted.
‘I just don’t like solo actions. Especially like Team Leader Kye’s.’
“…Shit. Why did I say something like that…!”
In fact, Gi-chan was regretting having brought up the term “solo action” in the first place. Perhaps if he had controlled his temper a bit at that time, his relationship with Ye-sol might have been very different from what it was now.
“Hmm, Gi-chaan… hmm…”
Unaware of Gi-chan’s complicated feelings, Ye-sol clung to him and kept begging for more kisses.
***
Click.
The two came out of the bathroom after a long time. Gi-chan looked somewhat heartbroken, while Ye-sol, as usual, had a happy expression. As the two sat in their respective seats, Min-hwan approached Ye-sol’s side as if he had been waiting.
“You did it, right?”
“Huh? Mmm…”
As Ye-sol answered with blushing cheeks, Min-hwan glared at Gi-chan with an incredulous look.
“Oh, no. Gi-chan just helped me, don’t do that.”
“Haah… It’s because Ye-sol Hyung accepts everything. Let me see. How much did he knead you?”
Slip. Min-hwan opened Ye-sol’s chest zipper and inserted his hand, saying he needed to check properly. His touch was bold as he kneaded the soft flesh.
“Ungh, Mi-Min-hwan…”
Ye-sol became troubled. This wasn’t a private bathroom, but a place where flight attendants openly passed by. When Ye-sol grabbed his wrist with strong force, Min-hwan smirked.
“Come on, Hyung. At this point? The flight attendants could hear all the sex sounds from the bathroom, you know?”
“Oh, r-really…?”
“Our Hyung, did it feel good because the urine was warm?”
His face heated up intensely. He regretted not having quieted down a bit, had he known this would happen.
“Anyway, there’s no need to worry now. I sent the flight attendants to the back to rest.”
“Mmm… thanks… hic, mm!”
Min-hwan unreservedly took out Ye-sol’s breast and pinched the nipple that had hardened from sex. Though it hurt, it also felt good, so Ye-sol allowed Min-hwan to touch him as he pleased.
“Hmm, but you didn’t come out right after sex, what were you two talking about?”
Min-hwan asked while clinging to Ye-sol’s chest and making sucking sounds.
“Hm, umm… well…”
Would it be okay to tell the whole truth? Ye-sol pondered for a moment, but then the phrase “no solo actions” flashed in his mind, so he decided to confess honestly.
“Gi-chan… asked me if I had someone I loved.”
“What?”
Min-hwan, who had been leaving red marks near the areola, jerked his head up. Dong-jeong, who had been dozing off nearby, woke up and looked this way.
“So what… what did you say, Hyung…?”
Dong-jeong asked in a very anxious voice after hearing just that part. As both of their gazes focused on him, Ye-sol awkwardly scratched his head.
“Hm? Oh… I said I didn’t…”
Dong-jeong looked somewhat shocked, while Min-hwan burst out laughing on the spot.
“Hahahahaha! That’s so like Ye-sol Hyung. Oh, this is really funny! So that’s why he’s sulking?”
Min-hwan raised his voice loudly, not caring who heard. Naturally, Gi-chan turned his head at the sound.
“Ah… this is really funny…”
After laughing so hard he was nearly in tears, Min-hwan put Ye-sol’s breasts back inside his clothes.
“But Ye-sol Hyung.”
“Yes?”
“Do you know what love is?”
Min-hwan asked with a serious face, his previously mischievous expression gone.
“Yes, I know. Of course.”
Feeling somewhat dismissed, Ye-sol spoke firmly. When Min-hwan gestured for him to explain, Ye-sol swallowed and opened his mouth.
“Love is… like, falling in love at first sight… your heart pounding, feeling like your chest might burst… feeling anxious and worried when you don’t see them… also, feeling happy… that kind of thing.”
Though he stammered, Ye-sol knew exactly what love was.
“Oh, you know well?”
“Yes. Ye-sol is not stupid.”
Ye-sol spoke definitively, referring to himself in the third person. Though he knew Ye-sol was a twenty-two-year-old hyung, in Min-hwan’s eyes, this made him cute and lovable.
“Then, have you never felt those emotions in your life?”
“Huh…?”
“Feelings that make your heart flutter, and make you happy when you’re together. Love that would make your heart ache if you were to separate.”
“Ah…”
“Think about it carefully. Was there really no one?”
Ye-sol carefully traced his memories as Min-hwan suggested. Naturally, having spent every moment recently with the Jibural team, he couldn’t help but think of them.
Ye-sol recalled the Jibural team members he first met in the hospital room. Kye Sung-gi, Jae Gi-chan, Ye Min-hwan, and Hwang Dong-jeong. His heart had pounded intensely when each entered the hospital room and he saw their faces. Of course, since he had already seen their cocks first, this case might be different from love at first sight.
‘Well, but their cocks were all pretty and handsome. So maybe it was love at first sight.’
By now, Ye-sol could clearly remember the shape, color, and even taste of the Jibural team members’ cocks with his eyes closed.
‘I’ve grown so attached to them… what if I were to separate from the Jibural team members…?’
Although it was just a hypothetical, thinking this way made Ye-sol’s previously excited heart sink. That would be too sad. Being with them made him so happy and joyful; the thought that it could all become meaningless was heartbreaking.
“Uuu…”
Even though it was just imagination, Ye-sol felt pain. It felt like nails were being hammered directly into his heart. It was as if the sturdy pillars supporting Ye-sol were all crumbling down.
Drip, drip…
“Ye-Ye-sol Hyung…?”
It was at that moment.
Tears like rain streams flowed down from Ye-sol’s eyes. Dong-jeong and Min-hwan, who had been quietly waiting for Ye-sol’s response, were startled. The same was true for Gi-chan, who had been watching from a distance. This was because they had never seen Ye-sol cry before, except for physiological reasons or when overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Hu-huwaang…! N-no! I don’t want thaaat…!”
Before any of them could comfort him, Ye-sol began crying loudly like a child.
“Hy-Hyung? Why are you crying…?”
Min-hwan stammered uncharacteristically at the sight of Ye-sol crying sorrowfully. Dong-jeong, who was beside him, became angry instead.
“Min-hwan Hyung! Why did you make Ye-sol Hyung cry!”
“No, I…”
While a confused Min-hwan couldn’t figure out what to say, Ye-sol wiped away his tears with his hands.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
