“That has nothing to do with having a boyfriend.”
“You’re going to marry me, Hyung.”
“What are you talking about now?”
Baek Tae-beom feigned composure.
“Wouldn’t it be perfect if we got married somewhere like Canada?”
“Why are you suddenly talking about marriage?”
“What do you mean why? The natural next step after dating is marriage. You like taking things in order.”
What now? What wind has blown into him again? Reaching out, I brushed his hair back and asked,
“You’re really going to marry me?”
“……”
Baek Tae-beom went quiet. He stared at me silently for a moment, then asked in an extremely cautious voice—delicately, almost fearfully.
“You… you’re not going to marry me?”
If Baek Tae-beom had ears and a tail, they would’ve drooped. I barely stopped myself from laughing. But I must’ve failed to hide the expression on my face, because color immediately returned to Baek Tae-beom’s face, and he pulled me into a tight hug, rubbing his lips all over me.
“Stop that! It tickles!”
“Hyung, marry me. Please? Won’t you marry me?”
“Who proposes like this?!”
“The sooner I get your promise, the better! I’ll do a real proposal later, okay? Come on, say it. Promise me. Promise.”
Such nonsense. But I couldn’t endure the tickling as he kept kissing my neck and ear, so I gave in with a muffled, barely intelligible “Fine.” Only then did Baek Tae-beom finally settle down. He gently took my hand and kissed it.
Then I saw the ring on my finger—and lost my words.
“You…”
A ring, perfectly snug around my left ring finger. I stared at it for a moment, then wiggled my finger. It wasn’t an illusion. I could feel the foreign pressure around the digit.
So that’s why he brought up marriage.
I couldn’t think of anything to say and just sat there in silence. Baek Tae-beom leaned in and kissed the ring again.
“…Didn’t you say you’d propose later?”
“Well, what if you didn’t like the ring? This is a pre-check.”
“There’s no such thing as that…”
What kind of proposal works like this? When I gave him a look of disbelief, Baek Tae-beom’s eyebrows drooped and he stared up at me like a forlorn puppy. I was already weak to that handsome face—and he knew it, exploiting it far too well.
But his own hand still wore the same old ring I had once given him. Just one.
“What about yours?”
“I don’t have one yet.”
“What?”
Baek Tae-beom brought my hand to his lips again, brushing a kiss against my fingertips with a soft laugh. His eyes curved sweetly, and affection shimmered from their golden hue.
“When you really feel like you want to marry me… I’ll wear mine then. I’ll wait until then.”
“……”
“I’m good at waiting.”
Damn him for pulling out all the cool lines by himself. But I didn’t even get a chance to grumble. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his shoulder. I took a deep breath. Satisfaction filled my chest. I thought, I want to stay like this forever.
If not for the sensation below.
“……”
“In this situation, you’re…”
“It’s not on purpose, Hyung.”
“I seriously can’t with you…”
I raised my knee and rubbed against his lower half. I heard Baek Tae-beom suck in a ragged breath. Whatever was pressing against me grew harder.
“Right. You’re still just a kid.”
“No, Hyung, it’s just… your scent is too nice… mmph…”
Baek Tae-beom’s body flinched sharply. His upper body collapsed onto mine, melting over me. His breath brushed against my ear. I turned my head at the ticklish feeling, only for his lips to follow. They traced along my earlobe, jaw, and cheek, soft and warm as they pressed in gentle kisses.
“Hyung…”
He whispered in a voice full of longing. His hand slid naturally under my clothes, fingers skimming my side before trailing up to squeeze my chest. I squirmed at the discomfort, only to shiver when he flicked my nipple with his finger.
“Mmph…”
Baek Tae-beom gripped my chin and tilted my head, bringing our lips together. I opened my mouth without resistance. The man between my legs made it clear he had no intention of letting me go. As he wet my lower lip with his tongue, he pulled my clothes up. I felt goosebumps rise as my skin met the cold air. Baek Tae-beom kissed my lips over and over, then slid down and buried his nose into the crook of my neck.
“Hyung, you smell so good…”
“What are you even saying… We use the same stuff.”
“Not that smell.”
Tae-beom kissed my collarbone and nape so hard it made a sound, then dragged his tongue over my exposed chest. Startled, I jerked my body, but he pressed down on my arms and slowly licked my hardened nipples. I could feel the nerves concentrated on the broad surface reacting. My mind went numb, and my ears felt hot.
Unable to endure it, I squirmed my legs, but Baek Tae-beom pressed my thighs down with his knees. Then he started to ravage my chest as he pleased, lightly biting and pressing with his lips while rubbing. I barely managed to swallow my moans and tightly closed my eyes. Then I heard Baek Tae-beom’s laughter.
“Ah, don’t do this…”
“Are you throwing a tantrum?”
“Are you going to keep doing this? …Hic!”
Suddenly, I felt his hand on my lower abdomen, and my toes twitched. Before I could react, he grabbed my erect cock over my clothes and pressed it with his palm. I tried to resist beneath him, but my wrists were caught in his large hands and lifted up. Unable to move, I had no choice but to expose all my sensitive spots to him.
“Wait, wait a moment! Ah, uh, hmm…”
The sensation of being gently scratched was driving me crazy. His large hand slipped inside my clothes and grabbed my cock under my underwear. The tip, which he pulled out, was already glistening with pre-cum. As Baek Tae-beom rubbed it with his thumb, I unconsciously lifted my hips and trembled. I panted, and the hand rubbing my center became more intense. He stroked the shaft with his big, scarred hand. I found myself thrusting my hips into his hand, consumed by the pleasant pleasure.
“…Hiiik, ah…”
Thick semen stained his hand. Overcome with shame, I wanted to cover my face, but my arms were still held up by Baek Tae-beom. Not satisfied with making me a mess, he pulled down my clothes with one hand, leaving only the hem of my underwear barely hanging on my ankle, and lifted my thighs up to my chest.
As a result, I had no choice but to expose everything, front and back, to him.
“Let go of this…!”
Ignoring my struggles as if they were nothing, Baek Tae-beom raised an eyebrow and began to unbuckle his pants. As his cock was revealed, my body stiffened. The menacing shaft was as thick as a forearm. No matter how many times I saw or experienced it, I couldn’t get used to the size. But because I knew better than anyone the pleasure that came when it entered me, I couldn’t bring myself to say I didn’t want it.
He pressed my thighs together until they were touching and gripped my calves with his hands. Then he suddenly started pushing his cock in. And it wasn’t aimed at my hole, but at the pressed flesh between my thighs. The smooth skin between them was rubbed by something thick and long, and it rubbed against my still-erect cock, even after ejaculation. I bit my tongue to suppress a moan, but it was all in vain.
“Ugh, uhh… mm…”
He moved his hips, looking down at me with sharp eyes like a beast. I could feel my thighs being rubbed and sticky fluids oozing out. Unconsciously, I crossed my legs and squeezed the veined shaft. My back entrance, tamed by Baek Tae-beom’s cock, twitched. Even though it wasn’t being penetrated, just this stimulation was enough to make my brain flash with sparks.
He gradually picked up the pace. I squeezed my eyes shut, then blinked them open, shaking my head a few times before a faint, whimpering moan slipped out. Tae-boem let out a low chuckle, clearly amused by the incoherent sounds spilling from my lips. His roughened voice rasped against my earlobe, and I pouted, wordlessly urging him to continue.
“I don’t like it…”
“What don’t you like, hmm…”
“Just do it from behind… put it in, okay?”
My thighs were burning. I was so overstimulated it felt like I might come again. But I didn’t want it to end like this, so I rolled my hips, begging Baek Tae-beom.
He let out a rough breath.
“Hoo.”
The hand gripping my calf forced my legs apart, twisting my body slightly. Then the cock that had been grinding against my thigh slipped in—thrusting straight into me in one smooth motion.
“…!”
I opened my mouth, but only silent screams escaped. My back was taut, straining—it was too much to take Baek Tae-beom’s length all at once. The pain flooded my mind. I hadn’t expected him to skip even a finger, and the shock had me gasping and crying out. But Baek Tae-beom didn’t seem to hear. He kept pushing in.
Each time he did, my entire body jolted, twitching like I was seizing. I vaguely heard him whisper in my ear to relax, but I couldn’t. All I could do was bite down, groaning around the intrusion. He hadn’t even made it halfway in, yet he twisted his hips, grinding deeper, rough and unrelenting. My body trembled, raw from the pain. I clutched the sheets and swore under my breath.
Then, just as he pulled out—slowly, as if giving me a moment’s reprieve—he slammed back in without warning, knocking the breath out of me.
“…Kuh, hmm… ah…!”
My head tipped back, neck arched, and I trembled with my tongue slipping out. Tears streamed down my cheeks. After several attempts, the thick cock finally sank in to the base, pressing hard against my prostate. Caught between pain and pleasure, I came—an intense release that felt like my lower abdomen was about to burst. It was my second orgasm, so only thick spurts of semen spilled out. My entire body burned with heat.
But the real problem was what came next.
“Ah, no, wait, huh, …hmm, uh… ahh…!”
Baek Tae-beom began thrusting without mercy. My body, still reeling from two orgasms, was overwhelmed by the pleasure he forced on me—like I was being dragged into an endless abyss. My mind felt like it was being ripped apart, each sensation painfully vivid, maddening in its clarity. It was as if I were being utterly ravaged. I could feel my face contorting, no longer able to hold any expression.
At some point, my freed wrists reached up, pulling Baek Tae-beom closer as I clung to him, calling his name in desperation.
“Tae-beom, ah, ah…! Please, hmm, uhh, uhhh… ah!”
“Where did you learn words like ‘put it in’? Huh? I never taught you that…”
“I was wrong, uh, uh…! Yes, uh, hmm, ah, I can’t take it anymore… I don’t like it, ah…!”
“I love you.”
Baek Tae-beom openly mocked me. Damn him. I clenched my teeth, trying to suppress my moans, but they slipped out again, uncontrollable. The torment didn’t stop. I protested mindlessly, but all I heard was his voice taunting me—saying I liked it—as he scraped at my insides. I was soaking wet inside.
Lost in the haze of pleasure and unbearable stimulation, all I could do was gasp for air. Sparks lit up behind my eyes. I could feel my walls clenching hard, rapidly. His cock, thick and punishing like a weapon, dragged against my most sensitive spot, making it feel like I was being torn open from the inside.
My stomach—it felt like it was going to burst. Like I was going to break. Like I was going to come again.
“Huh…!”
When he drove into the deepest part of me, my body finally went rigid and trembled. With every thrust of Baek Tae-beom’s hips, my own cock twitched, releasing dribbles of cum. But whether I came or not didn’t matter—he kept moving.
No… don’t…
Even as I pleaded in a broken voice, gripping his forearm, he ignored me and continued to pour everything into me. My hips convulsed, and I cried out like I was sobbing. My body went limp.
But Baek Tae-beom looked down at me, kissed me lightly, and began to move again.
“No, no… ah…”
I must have blacked out.
When I came to, the weight on my chest made it hard to breathe—Baek Tae-beom’s arm was resting over me. I turned my head and saw him sleeping peacefully, eyes closed, bathed in the morning sunlight filtering through the window. His eyelashes fluttered slightly beneath his lids, and there, in the stillness, was the face that held everything I loved.
I didn’t even bother checking the time. My neck, my body, every inch of me was exhausted. I didn’t want to move.
“… ”
I reached up and gently traced the curve of Baek Tae-beom’s cheek. He didn’t stir—still caught in his dreams—but I didn’t mind. Soon, when he opened his eyes, the first thing they would find was me. Those golden eyes, the ones that saw only me, would smile and hold me again.
The light lingered long and warm—but it would shorten soon. Winter would return. Would you remember the winter we spent together? I know I’ll never forget. But now, you exist in every season. Spring, summer, fall, winter… as time passes, each season holds a piece of you, and with each passing one, we face the next—together.
I am, at last, a whole person.
No longer a constellation—just a human. And I’ve realized I’m ready to live that way. Even a life that wandered without purpose was still my life. It wasn’t wasted. The preparation just took time.
I don’t have to keep moving forward. If I’m afraid, it’s okay to stand still. If I need to go back, I can turn around. And when I do, I’ll see everything I’ve lived—and know it meant something.
Suddenly, I thought of the book by the bedside. I reached for it, turned to the marked page, and flipped to the very end. Baek Tae-beom’s soft breaths blended with mine, grounding me in the present. A quiet reminder that we were still here—together.
The final paragraph of the book read:
Perhaps the most fleeting things are these thoughts. Even when I hold my breath, I cannot deny that I am fiercely fighting with life. It is not a matter of victory or defeat, but the time spent with precious people that gives meaning to it. Nothing is ever in vain, and I struggle to live like this…
[The End]
Ugh that was so good. What a great plot, such green flags
AUGHK!!!! 😭WHAT DO I DO NOW???? This was a wonderful read so much so I even paid for it like good lord.