“Huugh!!!”
Kim Min-seok’s eyes snapped open as he abruptly sat up. Ugh—nausea surged up immediately. He shoved away the hands holding him and bolted for the bathroom. The moment he lifted the toilet lid, he buried his head and began vomiting everything in his stomach.
“Uwegh—Uwaegh—”
The retching wouldn’t stop. He could still feel Seo Chang-seop’s lecherous gaze and the sound of his ragged, disgusting breaths right beside him. The sickening pain of being forcefully pried open between his legs was still vivid. Even as he vomited, hot tears streamed down his face as he sobbed.
By the time the nausea subsided, he was so weak he could barely hold himself up. Ha Jun-seo, who had been silently patting his back, supported him to his feet. Without a word, Jun-seo squeezed toothpaste onto a toothbrush and helped him brush his teeth. Through his tear-blurred vision, Min-seok could see Jun-seo’s expressionless face.
After helping him brush his teeth and wash his face, Ha Jun-seo slid his arms under Min-seok’s knees and lifted him effortlessly. Min-seok was too drained to say anything and simply rested quietly in his arms. Jun-seo gently laid him down on the bed, pulling the blanket over him with care before lying beside him and softly patting his chest.
“Why aren’t you asking anything?”
Once his sobbing had somewhat subsided, Min-seok asked in a hoarse voice.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“No.”
“Then don’t.”
Jun-seo’s face remained as expressionless as ever when he told him not to speak. There wasn’t a trace of a smile, and that unfamiliar look unsettled Min-seok. He didn’t like seeing that face. Reaching out, he traced Jun-seo’s features with his fingers.
“I’ve never seen you not smiling before.”
“Do you hate it?”
“I don’t like that you’re making this face because of me.”
At Min-seok’s words, a faint, awkward smile flickered on Jun-seo’s lips. Seeing that smile again made Min-seok’s eyes well up with tears once more.
In Seo Ha-yoon’s memories, Ha Jun-seo had always been kind. Even when Ha-yoon, despite being younger, spoke to him informally, or when he nonchalantly admitted to selling off the expensive watch Jun-seo had carefully picked out for him, Jun-seo never got angry. He only ever seemed to treasure the time he spent with Ha-yoon. Those warm memories, now clashing with the vile and repulsive ones that followed, made everything feel even more unbearable.
“Seo Ha-yoon…”
Min-seok spoke softly. Jun-seo remained silent, his gaze fixed on him as if signaling that he was listening.
“You know how he said he sold off the expensive watch you gave him? I think… he must have felt really guilty about it. He probably didn’t just throw it away thoughtlessly.”
“Was that in your dream?”
The word “dream” made Kim Min-seok’s body tremble again. Ha Jun-seo, surprised, hugged him tightly. Kim Min-seok clung to Ha Jun-seo’s back like a lifeline, trying to endure the creeping horror. But the vivid sensations and feelings lingered, refusing to fade. Instead, they coiled around him like a snake, tightening their grip.
“Oh my goodness, why are you shaking so much? You poor thing. What’s wrong? How can I help you?” Ha Jun-seo asked, his voice filled with concern.
Kim Min-seok buried his face in Ha Jun-seo’s chest, inhaling his soft scent repeatedly, trying to calm himself and shake off the dread. But it was no use. The horror only intensified, threatening to consume him. He needed an escape, something to drive away these feelings, or he felt he might suffocate.
“Ha-yoon, what can I do for you? Tell me,” Ha Jun-seo urged.
Kim Min-seok lifted his face from Ha Jun-seo’s chest, his eyes filled with tears. “Make me forget,” he pleaded. “I hate it. It’s so disgusting and horrible… The memories are too vivid. I feel like I’m going to die. Please, Ha Jun-seo, make me forget. Okay?”
“I don’t know what happened, but I’ll make you forget. I’ll make it all go away. You won’t remember a thing,” Ha Jun-seo whispered gently.
He leaned in, pressing his lips softly against Kim Min-seok’s. The kiss was tender and comforting, a stark contrast to the horrors that haunted him. Kim Min-seok responded, clinging to Ha Jun-seo’s presence and scent.
The kiss deepened, growing more passionate. Kim Min-seok’s moans filled the air as Ha Jun-seo’s hands roamed his body, unbuttoning his shirt and caressing his skin. The nightmare’s grip began to loosen, replaced by the warmth and pleasure of Ha Jun-seo’s touch.
Ha Jun-seo broke the kiss and stood up, quickly shedding his own shirt before doing the same for Kim Min-seok. He then resumed the kiss, his hands exploring further.
“Mmm… mm…” Kim Min-seok moaned as Ha Jun-seo’s fingers found his zipper, unfastening his pants. Ha Jun-seo’s touch was gentle yet firm, nothing like the cruelty from the dream. Kim Min-seok watched as Ha Jun-seo knelt down, taking his cock into his mouth.
“I’ll make you feel good,” Ha Jun-seo promised, winking before engulfing Kim Min-seok’s cock. The sensation of his lips and tongue sent waves of pleasure coursing through Kim Min-seok’s body.
“Ah… ah… Jun-seo, it feels so good. So amazing,” Kim Min-seok moaned, surrendering to the pleasure, desperate to escape the lingering horror. Ha Jun-seo matched the rhythm of his moans, sucking and licking with increased fervor.
Suddenly, Ha Jun-seo grabbed Kim Min-seok’s thighs, lifting him up so that his groin was fully exposed. Kim Min-seok gasped in surprise, his hands instinctively covering his cock. Ha Jun-seo chuckled softly.
Kim Min-seok’s face flushed with embarrassment as Ha Jun-seo’s tongue traced a path down his body, past his navel, and toward his most intimate place.
“Ah…! Not there…!” Kim Min-seok cried out as Ha Jun-seo began to lick his entrance. But Ha Jun-seo paid no mind, continuing to lick and suck gently. The wet, obscene sounds of his tongue on such a private area made Kim Min-seok’s face burn with shame.
“Ugh… stop… it’s embarrassing….”
“You sound like a virgin. But you’re not, are you? Didn’t Choi Sang-hyuk already have his way with you?”
“Ah… don’t say that….” Kim Min-seok protested weakly.
As he spoke, a finger slipped inside him. Kim Min-seok realized that Ha Jun-seo intended to make love to him today. He knew he should push him away, thinking of Choi Sang-hyuk, but he didn’t want to ruin this moment. He desperately clung to Ha Jun-seo’s gentle presence, needing it to drive away the disgusting and terrifying memories. He knew it was selfish, but right now, he craved this warmth.
“Ah… ah….” Kim Min-seok moaned, his fingers gripping the sheets tightly. The sound of Ha Jun-seo’s finger moving in and out of his wet entrance filled the air, a lewd and erotic symphony. It was so dirty and shameful, yet he couldn’t help but feel aroused. He reached down with one hand, slowly stroking his own erection, which was already slick with precum. Fortunately, Ha Jun-seo didn’t stop him.
“Come as many times as you want. I’ll make you come over and over again,” Ha Jun-seo promised gently. He then added another finger, stretching Kim Min-seok wider. The obscene sounds grew louder as his entrance eagerly sucked in the fingers. Kim Min-seok’s face flushed with embarrassment, but a stronger desire burned within him. He wanted more—a stronger, more intense pleasure that could wash away all his thoughts.
“Ha Jun-seo…” Kim Min-seok found himself begging.
“You’re already begging? What am I going to do with you today, Ha-yoon?” Ha Jun-seo teased.
“I… I don’t know. Just… hurry….” Kim Min-seok spread his legs wider, shamelessly pleading. Ha Jun-seo’s eyes darkened with lust. He gripped Kim Min-seok’s thighs, pushing them apart as he moved up on his knees. With one hand, he unbuttoned and unzipped his own pants, pushing them down along with his underwear. His thick, hard cock sprang free.
“Ah….” Kim Min-seok gasped at the sight.
“You’re going to take my cock nicely, aren’t you?” Ha Jun-seo asked, his voice laced with desire. Kim Min-seok bit his lip, unable to respond from embarrassment. Ha Jun-seo chuckled softly and positioned the tip of his cock at Kim Min-seok’s entrance, gently pressing against it.
