#053
Despite having just finished, the throbbing shaft burrowed back between the damp thighs. The car quickly became humid, as if possessed by something, their bodies clinging together.
As the act of touching persisted stubbornly, Hwi-kyung found it impossible to resist any longer. If this continued, he felt he would lose his composure in an instant.
“Stop….”
“…….”
“Stop!”
Only when Hwi-kyung finally pushed him away did Gyo-ha snap back to reality and glance at Hwi-kyung. Jung Hwi-kyung was sandwiched between Gyo-ha and the passenger seat, clearly unable to escape on his own.
Moreover, since both Gyo-ha and Hwi-kyung were in their prime, one release was not enough to satisfy them. Especially since Gyo-ha was already erect again.
It seemed that with just a little more pressure, they could go further. The problem was that no matter how he tried to seduce Hwi-kyung, he felt he wouldn’t give in. Gyo-ha licked his lips inwardly. He knew he couldn’t push any further, but this was not enough to satisfy him.
“Are you really going to stop?”
At that moment, Hwi-kyung was half-erect as well. Not used to such stimulation, Hwi-kyung trembled at the slightest touch from Gyo-ha.
Gyo-ha leaned closer to Hwi-kyung. The weight he was supporting shifted onto Hwi-kyung, causing a moan to escape his lips. It was not a sound of pleasure, but rather one of being overwhelmed by the weight.
“It’s heavy… We’ve already done it once. Now move aside.”
“But you’re still hard.”
“Because you keep touching me….”
“I’ll take responsibility.”
“…….”
“Just one more time, okay?”
Hwi-kyung glared at Gyo-ha, who was pleading with a naive face to do it just one more time. No matter how he thought about it, Gyo-ha was undoubtedly a more depraved person than Hwi-kyung suspected.
If it was just lending his thighs, it wouldn’t be difficult. But Hwi-kyung instinctively knew he had to back down here.
He had already said not to kiss, yet Gyo-ha had gone ahead and done it anyway. Although Gyo-ha appeared to be playing nice, he had completely disregarded Hwi-kyung’s words. If he allowed it here, it was clear Gyo-ha would cross the line.
“No.”
So he deliberately drew a stricter line. No matter what happened, he had no intention of doing anything in the underground parking lot. From the start, Hwi-kyung had never imagined that a question like “Do you like me?” would develop into this.
Is it right to progress like this just because I showed some interest? For the conservative Jung Hwi-kyung, Gyo-ha was far too radical a partner. With all his strength, Hwi-kyung pushed Gyo-ha away.
As Hwi-kyung pulled up his crumpled clothes, Gyo-ha pretended to give in. Upon closer inspection, Gyo-ha’s shirt was splattered with an unknown amount of semen. Hwi-kyung hurriedly took out a wet wipe from the glove compartment and wiped Gyo-ha’s shirt.
“I won’t do anything more in the car.”
“What about elsewhere?”
“Not elsewhere either.”
“…….”
“We’re not even dating.”
“If we were dating, would it be okay?”
“I’m not going to date you, Gyo-ha.”
“Why not?”
As Hwi-kyung was busy wiping his shirt, Gyo-ha began his ‘why not?’ attack again. Whenever those words came out of Gyo-ha’s mouth, Hwi-kyung found himself at a loss for words.
Are we really playing dating right now? Hwi-kyung wanted to ask Gyo-ha seriously. Even if both of them had feelings for each other, they couldn’t just live life frivolously in a world where they could be regressed at any moment.
“Is it even appropriate for me to date someone in my situation?”
“…Don’t you like me?”
“Liking someone and dating are two different things.”
Gyo-ha was once again surprised by Jung Hwi-kyung’s conservative nature. Am I being rejected? Gyo-ha had never heard such words in his long life. If you like someone, you should just date them; what does it mean that liking someone and dating are separate?
“Dating means you’ll eventually break up.”
“…….”
“The two unique regressors can’t do that.”
It was truly a baffling statement. Gyo-ha found it hard to understand that even with feelings, one would worry about breaking up and not even start.
Is this what it means to take advantage and then discard? Gyo-ha leaned his head on Hwi-kyung’s shoulder, thinking of something that would have shocked Hwi-kyung if he had known.
“You think too much.”
“Compared to you, everyone thinks a lot.”
“Then it’s fine if we don’t date, but let’s just sleep here tonight.”
“…….”
“That much is okay, right?”
Hwi-kyung, awkwardly tidying up his appearance, opened the window to get some fresh air. However, the stale and hot air of the underground parking lot only made him feel suffocated.
He should have said he would get his act together and go home, but those words didn’t come easily. Hwi-kyung slowly nodded, trying hard to pretend he didn’t feel dizzy.
It wouldn’t be a big deal to owe someone for just one day. Gyo-ha, like a snake slithering over a wall, obtained Hwi-kyung’s permission and smiled brightly enough to show a hint of dimples.
* * *
Jung Hwi-kyung rarely relied on others due to his overly independent nature. Even when he had nowhere to stay after his grandmother was hospitalized post-military service, he would rather sleep on the street than ask someone to let him stay.
He had never been good at asking for favors since he was young. So accustomed to losing out, he had reached a point where he thought it was better to freeze or starve than to ask someone to lend him money or give him some space.
To put it nicely, he hated being a burden; to put it bluntly, he had a personality that couldn’t properly accept others’ kindness.
Moreover, the concept of ‘home’ was a space that Hwi-kyung felt should not be intruded upon. So, unlike Gyo-ha, who would come over uninvited, it was only natural that he would feel uncomfortable even when invited.
It was awkward enough to have someone come to his own home, let alone stepping into someone else’s house with the intention of staying overnight. Although Hwi-kyung worked as a housekeeper in Gyo-ha’s officetel, this was the first time he had stayed overnight here, excluding the time he fainted.
Visiting for work and entering with the intention of staying overnight were fundamentally different. Hwi-kyung couldn’t hide the awkward expression on his face as he gathered the clothes Gyo-ha had handed him.
“Choose a room to sleep in; there are plenty.”
“Honestly, I think it would be better to just go back now….”
“I’ve got a new toothbrush ready for you. It’s green.”
Gyo-ha had anticipated that Hwi-kyung would feel awkward and made sure to change his clothes first to prevent him from escaping.
Gyo-ha’s clothes were slightly big for Hwi-kyung. Even though he had given him a size smaller, it still fit loosely. Hwi-kyung rolled up the sleeves of the oversized sweatshirt twice and stared blankly at himself in the bathroom mirror.
He couldn’t believe he had followed someone’s invitation to their home after doing such things in the car. Even washing his face with cold water brought back memories of Gyo-ha’s face staring at him, causing heat to rise in his cheeks.
Leaving aside the fact that he was relying on someone, wasn’t this a bit dangerous? Only then did Hwi-kyung’s rationality return, and he began to brush his teeth with a combative spirit. After finishing brushing, he realized he had walked into a tiger’s den on his own.
However, Gyo-ha was not the type to force Hwi-kyung into anything he didn’t want. After all, Gyo-ha’s officetel had several rooms. He had thought it was a waste of space when cleaning, but now he felt relieved that he didn’t have to sleep with Gyo-ha.
“The clothes are a bit big.”
“Because you’re big.”
“Still.”
Gyo-ha was waiting in the living room, having already washed up in another bathroom, his wet hair still un-dried.
His gentle touch as he bent down to roll up Hwi-kyung’s pant legs was quite affectionate. Hwi-kyung silently watched him.
“You seem used to this kind of thing.”
“This kind of thing?”
“Bringing someone over, giving them clothes, pulling out a toothbrush….”
“…….”
“How many people have you dated?”
Hwi-kyung asked this question purely out of curiosity. At least that’s what Jung Hwi-kyung thought.
But to Gyo-ha, this question sounded different. Are you curious about my past? Is this jealousy? Jealousy? Does that mean… you love me?
Gyo-ha and Hwi-kyung had extremely different thought processes. What was obvious to Gyo-ha was bewildering to Hwi-kyung, and what was trivial to Hwi-kyung was an embarrassing question for Gyo-ha.
Because of that, Hwi-kyung could only look at Gyo-ha, who was shy about his question, as if he were a crazy person. He had asked, “How much of a slut are you?” but why was he so happy about it?
It was perhaps fortunate that communication was not working properly. If Hwi-kyung had understood Gyo-ha’s thought process, he would have likely collapsed from high blood pressure.
“Why do you want to know that?”
“Just because.”
“You said we’re not going to date.”
Hwi-kyung found it hard to respond easily to Gyo-ha’s words. Presenting a three-hour presentation in front of others was easier than responding to Gyo-ha’s trivial remarks.
“I asked a pointless question. Forget it.”
“Are you not going to ask again?”
“You won’t tell me anyway.”
“If you ask one more time, I’ll tell you.”
“…….”
“Okay?”
From the start, the very existence of Lee Gyo-ha was something too difficult for Jung Hwi-kyung. He couldn’t understand what was so good about him that he smiled so brightly.
“…How many people have you dated?”
The problem was that despite all this, he kept getting entangled with Gyo-ha. His curiosity about the other person easily crushed Hwi-kyung’s fragile pride.
Hwi-kyung thought Gyo-ha was really annoying. Someone who couldn’t do anything properly, yet wielded his background as if it were a weapon, flipping over things Hwi-kyung had never been able to change in an instant. So lighthearted, so positively raised and loved… a person he could never emulate.
“I haven’t dated much.”
“Hmm.”
“I’m serious. You’re the first one I’ve brought over and given clothes and a toothbrush to.”
“Even in America?”
“Even in America.”
Whether that answer was true or not didn’t really matter. For some reason, Hwi-kyung felt much better than before as he passed by Gyo-ha and said,
“You’ve wasted your life.”
Gyo-ha closed the door with a loud bang and watched Hwi-kyung’s retreating figure with a smile. The more he experienced, the more he realized that Hwi-kyung was truly a strange person.
And because of Jung Hwi-kyung, Gyo-ha was in the process of having his preferences remodeled. He was starting to like strange people.
