#61
In the end, Bonoh left the OTT site. He was hungry so he ordered food and played any random mukbang video.
“Damn…”
He didn’t know from the thumbnail since it only had food photos, but when he played it, it was a couple mukbang YouTuber. The woman took a bite and opened her eyes wide to see if it suited her taste as she turned to look at the man. The man looked at such a woman with loving eyes. As he quietly watched to see how far they’d go, they went crazy feeding each other and wiping each other’s mouths.
“Your food is here.”
Just then, the ramen he had ordered arrived. As soon as he smelled it, hunger rushed over him. When he checked the time, he had already been at the PC room for over 3 hours. Bonoh picked up a chopstick of ramen and blew on it while taking out his phone. There probably wouldn’t be any calls, but he thought he’d charge the battery.
However, contrary to Bonoh’s expectations, notifications poured in as soon as he turned on the power. He wondered if Junghwan and Hyungwoo had finally come to their senses, but they were all contacts from Taeseong. There were nearly seventy missed calls. Bonoh was shocked at the number of missed calls he’d never seen before.
[Room 309 Sunfish: Where are you]
[Room 309 Sunfish: Why aren’t you answering the phone?]
[Room 309 Sunfish: ã…‹ã…‹]
[Room 309 Sunfish: You went out after all wow]
[Room 309 Sunfish: What were you doing that you turned off your phone?]
[Room 309 Sunfish: ã…Žã…Ž Bonoh where are you now? You weren’t at nearby cafes]
[Room 309 Sunfish: If you tell me now I’ll let it slide]
Not only missed calls, but dozens of such messages were piled up. Bonoh was reading carefully from the beginning when his liver turned cold, so he scrolled down to the very end of the chat.
[Room 309 Sunfish: I think my stomach hurts]
[Room 309 Sunfish: No it hurts]
Most recently, there were messages saying he was sick. When he checked the time, only 3 minutes had passed since receiving the message. He seemed fine lately but his stomach hurts again? Bonoh was wandering around not knowing what to do. At that moment, Room 309 Sunfish called.
“Huk.”
Bonoh was startled and almost dropped his phone momentarily. He hesitated to answer the phone. He had a history of almost getting caught lying when he called the dorm administrative assistant to submit an overnight stay request on the same day. He couldn’t make a similar mistake this time. He calmly declined the incoming call first.
As soon as he declined, the phone rang again. Bonoh tried to reply to messages first. Even while doing that, calls kept coming and interfering.
[Don’t call, talk through messages]
As soon as he barely wrote and sent a reply, the number 1 disappeared as if Taeseong had read it. The continuously ringing phone stopped, but no reply came either. Was he perhaps writing a long message? When there was actually no response, Bonoh got a bit scared.
[Room 309 Sunfish: Why? ã…‹ã…‹]
[It’s a bit awkward to answer the phone right now ã…œ]
Taeseong’s reaction that came after a while wasn’t a long message. Though it was a short message, Bonoh felt something ominous. Now he didn’t want to answer the phone for a different reason.
[Room 309 Sunfish: Stop fucking around]
[Room 309 Sunfish: Let’s answer the phone while I’m being nice]
This time, messages from Taeseong came immediately. It seemed like avoiding the phone call would be difficult. Bonoh hesitated for a moment, then left the ramen behind and went outside the PC room. After taking a deep breath, he answered the phone.
“Hello?”
-……
He thought Taeseong would pour out curses or whatever as soon as he answered, but it was quiet. Bonoh checked if it was muted and said hello once more thinking he couldn’t hear. Bonoh, who had been relieved after seeing the straightforward messages, started to worry if Taeseong was perhaps sick enough that it was hard to speak.
“Joo Taeseong, does it hurt a lot?”
-…Yeah. I feel like I’m dying. But did you come out to the street to answer this?
Since he wasn’t speaking, he wondered if he was that sick, but it seemed he had been quietly listening to sounds. Taeseong seemed to have heard the sound of cars passing by. Still, it didn’t seem like he was that sick, so Bonoh felt relieved. Before, he had barely sent one initial consonant in a message before collapsing sick, but it didn’t seem to be that bad.
“Yeah yeah, should I buy medicine when I come in later? But since it’s the weekend, the pharmacy…”
-Ha, I said I’m sick? Didn’t you hear me say I feel like I’m dying right now? Saying ‘later’ and such. Bonoh, will you come to your senses only after removing a corpse from the dorm? If I die, I’m definitely going to be buried with you, so if you don’t want to be buried together, hurry up and come back right now.
Taeseong’s voice gritting his teeth came through the phone. Huk, Bonoh gasped. He had doubted if he was really sick, but it seemed like he really was. Thinking that the reason he could only send one consonant or couldn’t call before was because they weren’t that close then, it wasn’t unreasonable.
“Ah, okay. I’ll wrap up here and come right away.”
Bonoh looked back at the PC room entrance he had been facing away from. The call ended with Taeseong’s request to come as quickly as possible. Bonoh worried whether nearby pharmacies would be open while recollecting the locations of pharmacies.
***
As expected, it wasn’t going to be overlooked when he ran away before. As soon as Taeseong woke up, he instinctively knew Bonoh had fled upon seeing the empty space in his arms. A person who fled once could flee twice or three times, so why did he overlook it and repeat the same mistake? Taeseong was disappointed in himself for being careless. He also resented Bonoh, who had ultimately gone to his appointment, leaving him behind.
Taeseong did his best to prevent Kim Bonoh from going out. He concentrated on attacking the places Bonoh liked, poking and touching them. Kim Bonoh said to stop, but it was something said because he couldn’t overcome the pleasure, and when he actually pretended to really stop, he showed signs of regret. When he really didn’t like it, he didn’t say to stop but said he didn’t like it. At the end, he pushed until he almost said he didn’t like it, but anyway Kim Bonoh didn’t say he didn’t like it.
Because Bonoh’s hole gripped him that much, he felt it more than usual too. Toward the end, he was quite exhausted. With the complacent thought that this should be enough, Taeseong used his remaining strength to clean Bonoh and organize the bed. It was fortunate there was a dryer in the dorm laundry room. He could finish washing the bedding on the same day. However, he had to wash even the mattress cover because of their various bodily fluids. Should he have pushed harder with that strength?
Taeseong roughly put on clothes and hurriedly left the dorm. He first looked around cafes near the school but couldn’t find Bonoh. He went around everywhere from restaurants with good atmosphere suitable for dates to the sundae soup restaurant where nearby taxi drivers gathered because of good value, but Kim Bonoh was nowhere to be found.
People felt wary of Taeseong who would run in and examine the inside of stores, but he didn’t care. Though he originally didn’t care about such things, now it wasn’t a situation to worry about that even more. Meanwhile, he also called Bonoh from time to time, but only heard the guidance saying the phone was turned off. Taeseong’s insides turned over at the mechanical response.
“Ha…”
Taeseong’s running footsteps stopped. After ejaculating in Bonoh’s hole and all over his body until dawn, his testicles ached every time he ran. If he was like this, to go out with that body after being ejaculated on much more. He had underestimated Kim Bonoh.
If he wasn’t at cafes or restaurants, where could he go with the woman he was introduced to? Somewhere he would even turn off his phone. Taeseong caught his breath that had become ragged from running while looking around where he had stopped. When he entered an alley from the busy street, a motel caught Taeseong’s eye.
Taeseong turned pale at the possibility that flashed through his mind for a moment. It felt dizzy as if the ground beneath his feet was collapsing. It couldn’t be. Taeseong recalled Kim Bonoh’s penis that had been drooping without even being able to get erect toward the end. It just kept leaking bodily fluids and toward the end even that didn’t come out. If it weren’t for the sensation of the inner walls gripping strongly while convulsing finely, Taeseong would have stopped thrusting long ago.
Moreover, it wasn’t common to immediately get physical on the day of being introduced. Unless they rushed in asking to check sexual compatibility first. Even if the other side came on like that, Kim Bonoh would probably follow along happily, but it was obvious he wouldn’t be able to get properly erect physically. Taeseong comforted himself while shaking his head. He started walking again. He decided to look around more places where Kim Bonoh might be at this time.
Despite wandering the streets for quite a long time, Taeseong didn’t discover even a single hair of Bonoh. Eventually, Taeseong returned to the dorm. Maybe Kim Bonoh would be inside when he opened the door. Maybe he had gone out briefly and returned. With such thoughts, Taeseong opened the dorm room door, but it was a vain expectation.
Since there were no more places to look around even if he went out again, Taeseong kept calling Bonoh or sending messages from the room. He’ll answer eventually if I keep this up. While making calls and looking at the message window, at some point the 1 disappeared. It meant Bonoh had read Taeseong’s message.
Even after the phone call, Taeseong wasn’t calmed down. What exactly was he doing that he had to come outside to answer the phone? It was absurd that he went to meet a woman when he might be carrying semen that wasn’t fully scraped out in his inner wall folds.
Taeseong kept feeling his mouth dry up and his insides burning. He wondered if he had lied about being sick and then really gotten sick, but it was different from simply being sick. His whole body would stiffen and tense up, then suddenly lose strength. It felt like something was surging up from inside.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
