#022
“What bullshit are you spouting now?”
“You know you’re acting fucking weird, right? I’ve been watching since the sports festival. Why do you keep clinging to that hyung like that? And why the hell are you sharing ice cream together? It’s fucking creepy!”
“So what?”
At Yechan’s attitude, clearly showing he didn’t understand, Taehyun was momentarily at a loss for words. Yechan replied in a bewildered tone.
“Didn’t you eat ice cream together with your hyung or dongsaeng when you were little?”
“Is that the same as this?!”
“What’s different about it?”
“Hey, Oh Taehyun. I told you not to do this.”
Minho, who had been standing quietly, squeezed between the two and joined the conversation. It was the spot where the air conditioning wind was strongest.
“Stop talking nonsense. I said it’s not like that.”
At Yechan speaking without changing his expression at all, Taehyun let out a deep sigh.
“…Fine. Sorry if I was overreacting.”
“Don’t ever think in that weird direction again from now on. That will absolutely never happen. I’m not gay.”
“I know, I know. But it looks fucking weird, so… Ah, no. Never mind. Sorry. Yeah, you’re not gay. Something must have gotten in my eyes.”
When Taehyun, quickly deflated, apologized sullenly, Minho raised his arms and put them around both Yechan and Taehyun’s shoulders.
It’s hot, get away! Aren’t you cold now from the air conditioning? Minho laughed “kilkil” and changed the subject. It was about games.
“Anyone want to give me a ride on that bus today?”
“I want tteokbokki.”
“I’ll buy it.”
“Me too!”
The three spent time in front of the air conditioner just like any other day.
* * *
When June arrived, Yechan and Jiwoon’s weekends were packed with studying and playing. Every time was too much, but still, they definitely stuck together for one day between Saturday and Sunday.
The first weekend, as soon as Yechan entered Jiwoon’s house, he spread his arms wide in the entrance.
Seeing Yechan hugging him tightly so he couldn’t move and smiling prettily, Jiwoon didn’t hesitate to press his face against him. Kisses poured down on the white cheek with dimples. Yechan turned his head and gently licked Jiwoon’s lips.
The second week, they spent time together at Yechan’s house. They started studying as usual. Then they ate, studied for a while, and making eye contact became the trigger.
Seeing Jiwoon’s languid smile, Yechan had to bite his tongue. At some point, the study desk was pushed aside. While they were kissing, “puhehe” laughter leaked from Jiwoon’s mouth.
And before they knew it, it was the third weekend.
I’m really only going to study today. Yechan, who had decided to sleep over at Jiwoon’s empty house, quietly focused on his books.
The two continued studying at the dining table until midnight. And when it became 12 o’clock, Yechan suddenly lifted up Jiwoon, who had finally closed his books. Today’s over now.
Yechan, you’re getting too horny. Jiwoon’s words, tinged with laughter, were soon devoured by their pressed lips.
It felt like his head would burn up completely. The heat that had burst forth flowed over without knowing limits.
How much time had passed like that? The two, who had been kissing for a while, were sitting on the sofa catching their breath. Yechan swept back Jiwoon’s wet bangs. His hands were still hot.
Jiwoon pulled that hand and bit it hard.
Want to listen to music? After biting it a few times, Jiwoon released Yechan’s hand and said that while turning on the TV. On TV, a celebrity’s homosexuality-related issue was being reported prominently.
I know that actor. Are they really dating? How can men date each other? Interesting. Yechan said such things while kissing Jiwoon again.
Aren’t we men? This is different. When asked in a nonchalant tone, an answer came back immediately. A corner of Jiwoon’s chest ached.
Fuck, fine. Let’s play. Jiwoon played a playlist on the TV app and kissed deeply. Yechan’s white face contorted intensely with pleasure.
Only then did Jiwoon smile satisfactorily. Yechan focused frantically on kissing to the fast beat. Ah, this is good. Hyung. I like it. Small words mixed in between groaning sounds.
Playing while listening to music was really good. Breath poured out from the thrilling sensation. The two kept their lips pressed together for a long time.
Yechan, languidly sprawled out, hugged Jiwoon from behind while resting his chin on his shoulder. Jiwoon, who checked the time, slowly exhaled and said.
“I’m dying.”
“Me too.”
“But it’s fucking good.”
“Ha… hyung.”
Yechan nuzzled his face against the back of Jiwoon’s neck.
“I think I’m in big trouble.”
“Why?”
“Whenever I see hyung, I keep wanting to kiss you.”
Ahak! At Yechan’s words, Jiwoon burst out laughing loudly. Yechan stroked Jiwoon’s arm muscles with his hand and said.
“It’s serious. I keep thinking about it at school too. I’ve really never been like this before.”
Me too. Jiwoon swallowed his words and kept laughing “ahakak.”
He was pleased with Yechan’s lust. It was funny that while saying how men could date each other, he wanted to kiss a man.
“Hyung, but you know.”
“Yeah.”
“They say men can go all the way together too.”
Ahakak! Jiwoon laughed loudly once more.
Ah, really crazy bastard. Soon Jiwoon spun his drooping body around. He had to see what kind of face Yechan was making while babbling.
“Yechan.”
“Yes.”
“You would?”
“Um… yes.”
“Why you?”
“I’ve thought about it, but the opposite would be physiologically impossible for me.”
“Huh… So right now you’re telling me…”
“I can do it well.”
Seeing Yechan speaking with a grin, Jiwoon narrowed his eyes.
“Since hyung taught me a lot, now I’ll make you feel good. Okay?”
Yechan tilted his head slightly and looked up at Jiwoon from below. His handsome eyes blinked slowly.
Don’t use your face. Jiwoon’s lips curved up as he lightly pushed away Yechan’s forehead. Somehow his heart was pounding.
Of course, he had thought they would probably do it someday… Thinking that, Jiwoon suddenly felt a bit deflated.
Yechan was looking up at Jiwoon with a grinning face, blinking his eyes. His expectant eyes followed Jiwoon’s gaze here and there as if being cute.
…I’m going crazy. It felt like his face would flush red. Jiwoon tried to suppress his emotions and bit hard inside his mouth.
“I’ll really make you feel good. Really.”
Yechan whispered softly and pressed his lips to Jiwoon’s mouth with smacking sounds. Crazy bastard, really crazy bastard. Bird-like pecking kisses continued.
When he opened his eyes, he could see Yechan’s face mixed with cuteness, and when he closed his eyes, kisses poured down.
Ha… Jiwoon, who let out a sigh, squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. He quickly put up a defensive barrier.
He had already lost his heart long ago. In such a situation, he couldn’t let his body be taken away too. And above all, he didn’t want to steal Yechan’s first time in this way.
“Grow up more and come back. You little thing whose blood hasn’t even dried in your head. Did you decide to get in trouble?”
“You know hyung is really a proper person, right? You don’t look like it though.”
“You’re just realizing that now?”
“Haha, anyway, I just need to grow up more and come back, right?”
“Grow up completely and then we’ll talk.”
“Okay. I’ll definitely tell you when I turn twenty. Um… then there are two years left. But can’t you give me an answer now?”
“Ha… Yechan.”
“You’re not going to make me wait and then reject me, right? That’s not okay. Then you wouldn’t be a proper person but a wrong person.”
At the string of words, Jiwoon couldn’t help but press his palm to his forehead without realizing it. Yechan began kissing Jiwoon’s cheek with smacking sounds again.
At the gentle thrill flowing through his entire body, Jiwoon finally surrendered.
“…Fine. Fine, so stop.”
“You’re allowing it now? No take-backs!”
“I said after you grow up completely.”
Yechan’s face brightened with joy. Jiwoon looked at that face and sighed once more.
If I keep accepting like this, won’t I get all my organs stolen too? Jiwoon muttered without Yechan knowing and bit Yechan’s lower lip. The taste of blood soon came from the tender lip.
Yechan hugged Jiwoon. Jiwoon found the wound and pressed it with his tongue for a long time.
* * *
When he came to his senses, final exams had suddenly approached. Yechan, sitting in the seat that got hit directly by the air conditioning wind, caught a summer cold that even dogs don’t get and was groaning.
The classroom was sometimes cold and sometimes unbearably hot. Due to the fluctuating indoor temperature, Yechan eventually brought a cardigan too.
“Achoo!”
At masked Yechan’s sneeze, Minho handed him tissues. Taehyun, startled, adjusted his own mask.
“Do you have a fever?”
“I had one a bit yesterday but it went down.”
Whether because of the cold, Yechan’s voice was hoarse. Taehyun, who rummaged through his bag and pulled out a vitamin drink, handed it to Yechan.
“I bought this at the PC room, you drink it.”
“Thanks.”
Yechan didn’t refuse and downed the drink in one shot.
Achoo! His body shook at the sneeze that came out as soon as he put his mask back on.
Lee Jiwoon: How’s your cold
Me: The fever went down
Me: But I still can’t go together today
Lee Jiwoon: Isn’t the medicine not working too well?
Me: This is the extent because I took it
Me: Let’s spend this weekend separately
Lee Jiwoon: Okay
Lee Jiwoon: Don’t get sick
Me: You too ã…‹ã…‹
Yechan sent messages to Jiwoon while rubbing his shivering arms. The first thing Yechan did when he discovered cold symptoms in himself was to check Jiwoon’s physical condition.
Fortunately, Jiwoon was fine. Even though he had been so close to Yechan, he wondered if he was naturally healthy.
Anyway, Yechan was grateful for Jiwoon’s immunity. If he had given his cold to Jiwoon, who was a senior in high school, Yechan wouldn’t have been able to bear that guilt.
Because of his cold, Yechan had declared to Jiwoon that he would refrain from all contact for a while. So recently, even when Yechan ran into Jiwoon at school, he would just greet him and pass by.
“Is Seo Yechan here?”
During break time when everyone was burning up with final exam studying, the back door of the classroom opened with a rattle and Seungwoo’s voice was heard.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
