A strange flutter stirred in his chest. The relief he had felt when he saw Choi Sang-hyuk barging into Ha Jun-seo’s house, the way he had clung to him and sobbed uncontrollably in his arms, and even the awkward yet earnest attempt Choi Sang-hyuk had made to comfort him—it was all unfamiliar. These were things Kim Min-seok had never felt or experienced in his life.
He suddenly realized just how important Choi Sang-hyuk was to Seo Ha-yoon. And that realization… made him jealous. Envious.
It was ridiculous. To feel jealousy over something that had never belonged to him in the first place. If Seo Ha-yoon ever found out, he would be completely dumbfounded.
Kim Min-seok tried to calm his mind and force himself to sleep. But it wasn’t easy. Maybe it was because he had cried so much, or perhaps the effect of the medication was wearing off. Instead of growing drowsy, he became increasingly alert as time passed.
On top of that, there was another problem—he needed to pee.
Kim Min-seok opened his eyes slightly. Choi Sang-hyuk was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at his phone. When he noticed Kim Min-seok stirring, he frowned.
“Go to sleep.”
“It’s not that… I need to use the bathroom.”
“Then hurry up and go.”
“Okay.”
Kim Min-seok groggily got up.
“Ah…”
“What?”
“My clothes…”
He hesitated, looking down at his naked body. If he got out of bed like this, he would have to walk to the bathroom completely exposed. It wouldn’t have been a problem if he were alone, but Choi Sang-hyuk was watching. Just showing his bare body was embarrassing enough, but the thought of revealing his reddened backside made him even more reluctant.
“You showed me everything already. Are you seriously trying to act shy now? Just go.”
“…Okay…”
With no room left to argue, Kim Min-seok climbed off the bed. His bladder was pressing too hard for him to keep hesitating. The medication’s effects seemed to have worn off somewhat—his legs trembled slightly, but not to the point of being unable to walk. He tensed his muscles, forcing himself to move as normally as possible, and walked into the master bathroom.
He closed the door and stood in front of the toilet. Gripping himself, he aimed and tried to relax, but oddly enough, nothing came out.
No—it wasn’t that his bladder wasn’t full. He just couldn’t seem to let go.
“…What the hell…”
Kim Min-seok clutched his aching bladder and strained to urinate, but it wouldn’t come. No, that wasn’t quite right. He was too scared to release it.
Knock, knock.
“Seo Ha-yoon?”
Knock, knock.
Along with the knocking, Choi Sang-hyuk called from outside. Kim Min-seok hesitated, unsure of what to do.
Knock, knock.
“Seo Ha-yoon.”
This time, his voice sounded heavier. Click, click. The sound of the doorknob turning followed, but since it was locked from the inside, the door didn’t open.
Bang! Bang!
Instead of knocking, Choi Sang-hyuk started pounding on the door. He must have been worried that Kim Min-seok had passed out inside. Before he could go as far as breaking the door down, Kim Min-seok quickly unlocked it. Peeking out through the small gap, he hesitantly met Choi Sang-hyuk’s eyes.
“What the hell are you doing in there?”
“Well…”
“Ha-yoon.”
Choi Sang-hyuk cut him off firmly. Kim Min-seok fidgeted for a moment before finally speaking in a small voice.
“I… I can’t pee.”
“What?”
“I really need to go, but… it’s not coming out.”
A vein visibly popped on Choi Sang-hyuk’s forehead as he processed what he had just heard.
“Fuck, this little shit.”
Muttering a curse under his breath, Choi Sang-hyuk pulled out his phone and pressed the call button. After a brief pause, he spat out his words in a low, growling voice.
“You bastard, what the fuck did you do to him? He can’t even fucking piss.”
A muffled voice responded from the other end. As Choi Sang-hyuk listened, his expression grew increasingly murderous.
“You call that an excuse? Why the hell would you do that to a kid who doesn’t even fucking remember your filthy shit? Don’t come here. If you show your face now, I’ll personally make sure you get carried out straight to the hospital.”
He ended the call abruptly and shoved his phone back into his pocket. Then, without hesitation, he forcefully pushed the bathroom door open and stepped inside.
“Stand in front of the toilet.”
Choi Sang-hyuk grabbed Kim Min-seok by the shoulders and turned him around. Kim Min-seok felt utterly humiliated. Choi Sang-hyuk was fully dressed in his sharp black suit, while he himself was completely naked, with only his backside flushed red. The contrast between them made him want to curl up and disappear. But right now, survival took priority. Gritting his teeth, he obediently faced the toilet.
Then, Choi Sang-hyuk stepped up behind him—so close that their bodies nearly touched—and reached forward, grabbing Kim Min-seok’s dick and aiming it at the bowl.
“Ch-Choi Sang-hyuk…!”
Kim Min-seok yelped in shock. The way he was being positioned made him feel like a helpless toddler being helped to pee. His whole body tensed in mortification.
“It’s just because you’re startled and nervous from trying something new. Try to relax,” Choi Sang-hyuk said in a matter-of-fact tone.
“I-I can hold it myself!”
“Shut up and focus on relaxing.”
Kim Min-seok’s face twisted in despair. Having Choi Sang-hyuk hold him like this didn’t magically make the tension disappear. No matter how much he was told to relax, it wasn’t working.
“I can’t… It won’t come out… What do I do?”
Kim Min-seok tried his best to relax, shifting his stance slightly and taking deep breaths, but in the end, he had to admit defeat.
Choi Sang-hyuk clicked his tongue in irritation. Then, while still holding Kim Min-seok’s cock with one hand, he used the other to grab his chin and turn his face before pressing their lips together.
“Mmph… Mmm…”
It was wild yet unexpectedly gentle. At first, Kim Min-seok flinched in surprise, but as the soft kiss continued, his body slowly began to relax.
Smooch—Smack—
The sound of their wet kiss echoed in the bathroom. His trembling legs finally gave out, and he instinctively leaned into Choi Sang-hyuk for support.
“Relax and piss.”
“I’m scared… What if it hurts?”
“That bastard swore it wouldn’t, so it won’t. Just do it. Show me.”
Choi Sang-hyuk whispered, his tongue flicking sensually against Kim Min-seok’s lips. His body, already weakened by the kiss, became even more pliant at the husky command.
Finally, with a trickle, urine began to flow.
“It’s coming out!” Kim Min-seok sighed in relief.
“You’re not a kid, for fuck’s sake.”
Choi Sang-hyuk muttered under his breath, letting out a soft chuckle right by his ear.
The stream continued for quite some time. Choi Sang-hyuk held onto him, making sure everything was completely emptied. Once the flow stopped, he gave it a few firm shakes, taking care of the aftermath.
“T-Thank you… But why are you taking off your clothes?”
Kim Min-seok asked hesitantly, watching as Choi Sang-hyuk began stripping.
“Since we’re here, we might as well wash up before sleeping.”
“I can bathe by myself.”
Kim Min-seok instinctively took a step back, remembering what had happened in the bathroom the night before. Seeing that, Choi Sang-hyuk gave him an exasperated look as if he were utterly ridiculous.
“You think I’d do anything to someone who can’t even piss properly?”
“…No.”
Though, to be honest, he wasn’t entirely convinced. But he answered anyway.
Choi Sang-hyuk finished undressing, tossed his clothes outside, and turned on the shower. Once the water reached the right temperature, he extended a hand toward Kim Min-seok.
“Come here.”
Kim Min-seok hesitated for a moment, staring at the outstretched hand, before eventually taking it. Choi Sang-hyuk gripped his hand firmly, almost like he was supporting him, and slowly pulled him under the warm stream.
Ssshhhhhh—
Water cascaded over them, the heat soothing his sore muscles. When the gentle spray touched his still-sensitive backside, he winced slightly. Choi Sang-hyuk clicked his tongue in disapproval, then grabbed the shampoo and lathered it into Kim Min-seok’s hair, scrubbing it roughly.
“I can do it myself…”
“Stay still.”
His sharp tone left no room for argument.
Choi Sang-hyuk thoroughly shampooed and conditioned his hair, then squeezed body wash into his palms and meticulously washed every inch of him. When he reached his backside and groin, his touch became surprisingly gentle, careful not to cause any pain or discomfort.
The contrast between Choi Sang-hyuk’s usual cold, steel-like demeanor and his current gentle, considerate actions was almost unbearable. It felt too strange. And yet, deep inside, Kim Min-seok’s heart trembled. Maybe it was because of his lack of affection growing up. He always found himself easily swayed whenever someone treated him kindly.
“I’ll do it for you too.”
After Choi Sang-hyuk finished washing him and started shampooing his own hair, Kim Min-seok spoke up. He squeezed some body wash onto a shower towel, worked up a lather, and began rubbing it over Choi Sang-hyuk’s body.
Choi Sang-hyuk looked down at him silently for a moment before tilting his head under the water stream to rinse out the shampoo.
Sssk, sssk—
The sounds of water cascading down and the towel scrubbing against Choi Sang-hyuk’s skin filled the space. They were both adult men, yet Choi Sang-hyuk’s body felt overwhelmingly broad and solid. Scrubbing every inch of it with the towel turned out to be more exhausting than expected. By the time Kim Min-seok was nearly done, his arms were already sore.
“You’re just gonna stop halfway?”
Choi Sang-hyuk’s voice snapped him out of his hesitation. The last part left to wash was his groin. Kim Min-seok hesitated before forcing himself to act natural, gently rubbing the towel over the area.
Maybe it was because of the sensation, or maybe for another reason altogether, but Choi Sang-hyuk’s cock twitched slightly, beginning to harden.
“We’re not doing it today,” Kim Min-seok quickly blurted out, pulling the towel away as if he’d touched something he shouldn’t have.
“Not like I was asking,” Choi Sang-hyuk scoffed, snatching the towel from him. Without hesitation, he scrubbed his own crotch roughly before rinsing himself off under the water.
Kim Min-seok, watching from the side, suddenly felt awkward for no reason.
