Ha Jun-seo seemed lost in thought for a moment, likely reminiscing about that night.
When he said he did everything I wanted, he was obviously referring to some kind of perverted sex acts.
It was only natural that Kim Min-seok’s expression soured.
“Listening to all this, he doesn’t sound like a very likable person. So basically, the only good thing about him is his looks? That’s what you’re saying, isn’t it?”
“And he’s good at sex.”
“Right. Looks and sex. That’s two things. So, that’s all it took to make you fall for him?”
“Of course not.”
Ha Jun-seo narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling as he reached out and gently played with Kim Min-seok’s hair.
“Sure, Ha-yoon’s appearance and aura are definitely one of a kind. But he’s not the only person in Korea who looks that good. The thing is—out of all the people at his level, I’ve never met anyone else who’s naturally wired for that kind of play.”
“That kind of play?”
Kim Min-seok tilted his head, confused. Was he talking about being attracted to men?
Seeing his clueless reaction, Ha Jun-seo let out a soft chuckle, as if he found it adorable.
Then, he shifted closer, their bodies pressing together as he smiled suggestively and asked in a low voice:
“Do you know what SM is?”
“…NO!!!”
Kim Min-seok shouted half a beat later.
Of course, he knew.
What man in Korea hadn’t watched porn or read erotic comics at some point? And SM stuff popped up in those every now and then.
Ropes, spanking, dripping candle wax… and all that other stuff.
At least in theory, he had a decent idea of what it was.
“Don’t even try to lie. I know you know.”
Ha Jun-seo chuckled, his voice laced with amusement.
As he reached out and teasingly rubbed Kim Min-seok’s earlobe, he leaned in and whispered,
“The moment I first laid eyes on Ha-yoon, I knew right away. Ah, this one’s an M. I’ve got a knack for spotting them. So I tested the waters, and sure enough, I was right. Do you have any idea how ecstatic I was when someone so perfect for my tastes appeared right in front of me?”
“I… I see…”
Kim Min-seok averted his gaze, mumbling.
Ha Jun-seo’s eyes darkened as he continued to toy with his ear.
It wasn’t just a casual touch—his gaze was practically licking over Kim Min-seok’s face, slow and deliberate, like he was savoring the sight of him.
It was indecent. Blatantly sexual.
“S-So, you’re saying… you enjoy that kind of play?”
“Yes, I do.”
Ha Jun-seo answered without the slightest bit of embarrassment or hesitation.
To openly admit he was into SM without a shred of shame…
Yep.
He was an absolute, irredeemable pervert.
“You might not remember now, but… I was pretty skilled in all kinds of play. Do you have any idea how many people are dying to have a turn with me? If I told them I’d play with them just once, they’d be so grateful they’d lick my feet.”
Ha Jun-seo’s languid whisper sent a strange heat trickling down Kim Min-seok’s spine.
The memory of getting smacked on the ass by Ha Jun-seo surfaced in his mind. Seo Ha-yoon’s body had definitely reacted back then.
“I still remember the first time I played with Ha-yoon. He was acting all fierce, pretending he wasn’t scared, but I could tell. That nervous little act of his was so fucking adorable. And the way he finally broke down under my hands, crying and coming—god, you have no idea how beautiful he looked.”
“I’m not Seo Ha-yoon, so don’t even think about trying anything like that with me.”
Kim Min-seok immediately put up his guard, warning him.
Ha Jun-seo chuckled softly. He leaned in, grazing his teeth over the shell of Kim Min-seok’s ear before whispering,
“But you liked it, didn’t you? Getting your ass smacked. You were dripping while taking it. Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten?”
At those words, the phantom sting of that smack flared to life, sending a sharp, electric jolt straight to his lower body.
“See? That reaction alone says it all. Either you had this kink all along, or your body is leading the way. A normal person wouldn’t get that hard from being spanked—let alone cum from it.”
“That’s… probably just because it’s Seo Ha-yoon’s body.”
Kim Min-seok scrambled for an excuse—half to convince himself.
“Well, since you’re stuck in this body, why not enjoy it while you can? I guarantee you, it’ll be better than whatever you’re doing with Choi Sang-hyuk. Otherwise, why do you think Ha-yoon kept cheating on him with me? Be honest, aren’t you even a little curious?”
Kim Min-seok had already experienced earth-shattering pleasure with Choi Sang-hyuk—pleasure so intense, it had felt like he was being reborn.
And Ha Jun-seo was saying this could be even better?
It was almost too much to imagine.
As a man—someone with a brain in his head and one between his legs—he couldn’t deny that the idea did spark a bit of curiosity.
But, commendably, he pushed Ha Jun-seo away.
“I’m fine. Not curious at all.”
“Liar.”
Ha Jun-seo smirked, looking thoroughly amused.
“I thought you were different from Ha-yoon—more honest. Guess not. Look at you, lying to my face like it’s nothing.”
Kim Min-seok stiffened. The fact that it was a lie made it even more awkward.
“Oh, right. I tried calling Kim Min-seok’s phone again a little while ago.”
“Are you changing the subject because I caught you lying?”
Ha Jun-seo immediately called him out.
Kim Min-seok cleared his throat, pretending not to hear.
“Still no answer. I even sent a text, but no reply. The fact that the phone’s still on and hasn’t died means someone is keeping it charged. So… who the hell has it?”
“Hm…”
Surprisingly, Ha Jun-seo let himself get swept along by the topic change. He looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking again.
“And if someone does pick up? Then what?”
“…?”
“If they answer, do you even have a plan for what you’ll do next?”
It was a question Kim Min-seok kept asking himself.
“…No, I don’t.”
Kim Min-seok shook his head, his face clouded with confusion.
“Then instead of just trying to contact them over and over, why don’t you figure out what you want to do first?”
Kim Min-seok let out a long, silent sigh. His expression immediately turned troubled.
“You think I haven’t thought about that? No matter how much I do, I still can’t find an answer.”
“In what way?”
“That’s…”
He couldn’t bring himself to say it.
How could he admit that, deep down, part of him wanted to keep Seo Ha-yoon’s body? That selfish thought was eating away at him.
Especially in front of Ha Jun-seo—someone who genuinely loved Seo Ha-yoon.
“Ha-yoon… No, Min-seok.”
Ha Jun-seo’s eyes narrowed slightly. They were serious.
“…Yeah?”
Kim Min-seok tensed as he responded.
Ha Jun-seo studied his face for a moment before speaking, slowly.
“What if… you just stayed like this?”
“Huh?”
“I mean, like this. Do you really need to go back to your original body? Kim Min-seok was just an orphan living in a gosiwon (small rental room), working part-time jobs, right? No family, no money, no close friends—since no one’s even tried to contact you. Do you have to go back?”
His words struck deep, unsettling Kim Min-seok to his core.
Ha Jun-seo understood his inner turmoil too well.
“If you don’t have a real reason to return… and if you don’t even want to, then wouldn’t it be better to just stay like this?”
“But…”
“Look at yourself. Seo Ha-yoon is stunning. He has a body most people would kill for. On top of that, he’s rich. He has people who love him. He has me.”
“And that’s exactly why… I can’t do it.”
“What can’t you do?”
“Seo Ha-yoon. He has so much. Even I can’t help but be drawn in by his looks, this huge, expensive apartment, the foreign cars, and the people who love him. He probably even has a family somewhere. How could I take all of that from him? I don’t know where Seo Ha-yoon is right now, but I’m sure he wants his body back. Stealing it from him… would be wrong.”
“Hmm… Being too nice is a problem too.”
Ha Jun-seo muttered, running his fingers through Kim Min-seok’s hair.
Then, he asked again.
“Forget all of that. What about you? How have the past few days been?
Was it better than your life as Kim Min-seok? Or worse?”
“…There were a lot of unfamiliar things, but… I liked it.”
Kim Min-seok spoke honestly, lowering his head.
Admitting that part of him wanted to take Seo Ha-yoon’s body felt unbearably shameful.
“Then why are you agonizing over it so much? Just live like this.”
“But how could I? This isn’t my body. How could I just steal it like that? And you—didn’t you say you love Seo Ha-yoon? How can you be okay with me taking over the body of the person you love? We don’t even know where Seo Ha-yoon is right now. What if he’s trapped in Kim Min-seok’s body, struggling to survive?”
“Yeah, I love Ha-yoon. A lot. That’s why I can tell—he’s happy right now. He’s living more peacefully and comfortably than ever before. And that’s what matters to me more than my own selfish desires. So if things stay like this… I don’t mind.”
Ha Jun-seo’s eyes held unwavering certainty.
“…I don’t understand what you’re saying. Do you realize you’re talking like someone who knows exactly where Seo Ha-yoon is and what he’s doing?”
“Hmm… Who knows? Maybe it’s just my instincts as someone who loves him. A kind of… supernatural sense of love?”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
Kim Min-seok grumbled, unimpressed.
Ha Jun-seo chuckled, running his fingers through Kim Min-seok’s hair, stroking it gently.
