#034
“…Were you hurt?”
Jiwoon asked Yechan, who still had his lips pressed against him. It was a whisper that tickled his lips.
“Yes. I was hurt.”
You little fox. I can’t win against you. At Yechan speaking with pitiful eyes, Jiwoon couldn’t help but slightly narrow his eyes.
Seeing him, Yechan gave Jiwoon a long kiss and then pulled away. Yechan planted small pecking kisses on Jiwoon’s lips as he asked.
“Haah… But did something happen today? It seems like hyung has been in a bad mood the whole time.”
Jiwoon looked at Yechan without saying anything.
“Or did you miss me?”
Yechan asked while staring at Jiwoon. Feeling more warmth rising in Jiwoon’s eyes, Yechan closed his eyes, opened them, and continued.
“I missed you, hyung.”
Jiwoon’s heart raced. Yechan curved his eyes prettily.
“Even if something happened, it’s okay. Let it all out to me. I’ll take it all. Okay?”
Ah… Jiwoon let out a small breath and squeezed his eyes shut. And in the next moment, Jiwoon wrapped his arms around Yechan’s neck, pulled him tightly into an embrace, and tilted his head.
What should I do with you. Jiwoon thought as he kissed Yechan.
Yechan obediently opened his mouth and closed his eyes. Jiwoon’s distinctive scent, sweet yet bitter, wafted through the air.
Jiwoon and Yechan threw themselves into kissing frantically. Yechan’s hands, which were embracing Jiwoon, continuously stroked down his back.
The two kissed not too long, but sweetly enough, then separated. Both were panting from the dizzying sensation that filled their heads.
Even in this moment, Jiwoon thought the pounding that filled him tightly was terrible. He once again tied down and buried the heart that seemed ready to burst out of his mouth at any moment.
Yechan’s line was one thing, but this was a decision for his own dignity.
“Does it feel a bit better now?”
Jiwoon blinked silently while staring at Yechan, who was asking while pecking at his own lips.
“Now I’ll hug you. Let’s see if it makes you feel better. I feel good when hyung hugs me.”
Yechan whispered as he kissed Jiwoon’s cheek, temple, and ear. His heart skipped at the playful tone.
Soon Yechan, who had stood up, embraced Jiwoon who was sitting on the bench. Jiwoon, who had buried his head in Yechan’s stomach, took a deep breath. Yechan’s scent filled his lungs completely.
Jiwoon closed his eyes, feeling Yechan’s hand stroking the back of his head. Yechan spoke while feeling Jiwoon’s long exhale penetrating inside his t-shirt.
“You must have had a hard time, hyung. I’ll take good care of you for the remaining hundred days. You’ll do great on the Suneung.”
Jiwoon slowly lifted his body. As Jiwoon embraced his waist and smoothly came up to bury his head in his shoulder, Yechan raised his arms and tightly embraced his solid back.
Yechan, who had been continuously pressing his lips to Jiwoon’s hair, said quietly.
“It’s okay. We’ll all be fine.”
The two stayed embraced like that for a long time. Beyond the darkness that had fallen on the black night, only the sound of insects crying could be heard for a while through the dim lighting.
“Let’s go in.”
At Jiwoon’s tone, which had returned to normal, Yechan smiled brightly.
“Hugging hyung seems to be effective too.”
“Seems like it.”
Jiwoon moved his body. Yechan, who had been smiling happily, held Jiwoon’s hand and walked.
Jiwoon stared intently at Yechan’s face and said.
“When we go inside, kneel down and raise your hands.”
“Yes.”
Then Yechan answered while avoiding Jiwoon’s gaze. At that sight, the corners of Jiwoon’s mouth lifted.
Yechan, who had been glancing at Jiwoon, finally realized that he was seeing Jiwoon’s proper smiling face for the first time in too long. As Yechan blinked, Jiwoon continued.
“Your friend too.”
“Yes.”
Yechan, who had answered politely, suddenly grabbed Jiwoon, who was about to open the front door, and pulled him into a tight embrace. As soon as he was in his arms, their lips met.
At the same time, Yechan’s long leg that had slipped between Jiwoon’s legs brushed over his clothes and slipped out. Jiwoon, who felt the sensation touching his thigh, immediately pulled his mouth away.
“Don’t pounce on me just anywhere.”
Jiwoon, whose eyebrows twitched, kicked Yechan’s shin.
“Either hold back or swallow it, figure it out yourself.”
After finishing his words, Jiwoon opened the door just like that. Yechan, who had finally gotten hit once before entering indoors, had tears welling up in his eyes.
Taehyun, who discovered Yechan clutching his leg and whimpering, was shocked. Then, thinking who knows what, he visibly trembled.
“Jiwoon, Jiwoon~ Those guys made up, right? Seo Yechan isn’t a player! He immediately sent a message to Cha Yewon telling her not to contact him!”
Jukyung, who had apparently already heard about the situation, was sitting on the sofa laughing and shouting. Jiwoon glanced over and looked at Yechan.
“I blocked her too.”
Yechan, who had been rubbing where he was kicked, added with a smiling face while looking at Jiwoon. Jiwoon snorted and moved his steps to slump down next to Jukyung.
Jukyung finally confirmed that Jiwoon’s back, which had been stiffly hardened since morning, had relaxed.
“Yechan. You need to raise your hands.”
“Yes.”
Yechan, who had been standing blankly, suddenly came to his senses at Jiwoon’s words. Then he took Taehyun to the corner, really knelt down, and raised his hands high.
Puhaha! Laughter burst out from Kyungjun and Jukyung at that moment. The atmosphere instantly lightened. Choi Min also started eating fruit while laughing.
Taehyun, who had raised his hands, kept apologizing saying he was really sorry. Yechan also apologized once more.
The punishment only ended after filling twenty minutes. The eight of them settled down again and started talking.
The time that followed was enjoyable. Game boards spun frantically, and empty plates piled up.
Taehyun grabbed Choi Min and explained about the greatness of the journalism and broadcasting department. Minho giggled with Seungwoo while searching how to confess, and Kyungjun made disgusted faces while talking to his girlfriend.
Perhaps because several male students in their prime had gathered, the air in the living room was stuffy. Jukyung, who had gotten up to open the window due to the stuffiness, asked Yechan casually.
“If it’s Cha Yewon from Hansam Girls’ High, I know her too. She’s really pretty.”
Jukyung asked as if testing him with subtle eyes. Yechan, who had lifted his head, let out a long sigh and answered.
“I’m really not interested.”
“Is that so? But you didn’t really lead her on, did you?”
“I never did that. She sent me some good problem solutions, so I just received them. But thinking from her perspective, it might have looked like leading her on as Oh Taehyun said. Anyway, I won’t give her any openings.”
At those words, Jiwoon felt his still-stuffy insides ease a bit more as he lifted his glass.
Yechan, who was sitting across from him, briefly took in Jiwoon’s empty glass with his eyes, then picked up a drink bottle and filled the glass. Jukyung, who was watching Yechan pick up ice and put it in Jiwoon’s glass, said.
“Do you have someone you like?”
“No.”
“No intention of dating either?”
“Yes. I’ll do it when I get to college.”
“Then you’ll have to push away all the girls who approach you. Right?”
“Yes. I’ll have to reject them.”
Jukyung asked Yechan with a grin.
“Are you confident?”
“What’s there not to be confident about.”
“Haha, then… if you end up dating a girl before going to college after saying this, let’s say you get beaten by me.”
“What?”
“Let’s make a bet. What, you’re confident, right?”
At Jukyung’s words, Yechan, who had been silent for a moment, soon nodded. It was a strange bet, but there was nothing he couldn’t agree to.
“What are you doing.”
Jiwoon, who had been staring at Jukyung, couldn’t help but speak up. Jukyung shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing, then smiled slyly and brought a fork with grapes to Jiwoon’s mouth.
“That confident face is a bit annoying! If we make this bet and he loses, wouldn’t it be fucking funny?”
Jiwoon looked at Jukyung’s giggling face, shook his head, and ate the grapes he offered. His head was heavy with the fatigue of the day accumulated.
“What will sunbae bet?”
“Hmm… Within reasonable limits, I’ll do one thing you want.”
“Good.”
There might be some restrictions, but anyway, at the talk of a Yoon Jukyung free pass, Yechan smiled with curved lips.
Soon Yechan also picked up a grape and brought it to Jiwoon’s mouth. Yechan’s finger brushed against Jiwoon’s lips as he ate the grape.
Oh, look at this. Jukyung’s eyes instantly lit up.
“The bet is on. I’ll be watching you, really.”
“Yes.”
Jukyung, who grinned, raised his glass. Yechan clinked glasses with him. Jukyung took a sip of his drink and shook his glass at Jiwoon.
Seeing this, Jiwoon raised his glass, lightly clinked it with Jukyung’s, and drank his juice. Jiwoon’s bangs were slightly disheveled.
“Oh, your hair came undone. Jiwoon, Jiwoon. It was pretty.”
Jukyung touched Jiwoon’s bangs and recreated the original style. Yechan, who was watching this, looked at Jiwoon and said.
“Hyung. Do you remember what you said before?”
“What?”
“You said alcohol should be drunk where adults are present. I was a bit surprised you didn’t drink baekil-ju when it’s a hundred days until Suneung.”
At Yechan’s words, Jiwoon searched his memory. Jukyung’s hand, which had been touching Jiwoon’s hair, dropped.
“Drink with me later.”
“We’ll drink to death once we get to college, what’s with drinking now.”
“That’s why I’m asking. No good. I want to drink just the two of us.”
As soon as Yechan said that, Jukyung, who was sitting next to Jiwoon, suddenly collapsed. Jukyung, who had put his head on Jiwoon’s thigh, stretched his long legs over the sofa and just lay down.
“You’re heavy. Get off.”
“Mmm. Jukyung is dizzy. If you drop me, I’ll hate you.”
Jukyung, who had stubbornly made a pillow out of Jiwoon’s leg that was bouncing his head off his thigh, spoke with a lisp.
Jiwoon clicked his tongue softly. Jiwoon, who decided to ignore Jukyung lying on his knees, turned his gaze again and answered Yechan’s words.
“We’ll see then.”
“It’s decided that we’ll drink. When I turn twenty, I’ll come to your house, drink, and sleep over.”
Yechan said with curved lips. And before Yechan’s words were even finished, Jukyung turned his body and put his face toward Jiwoon’s stomach.
At the vibration he suddenly felt, Jiwoon looked down. Jukyung was laughing with both hands covering his mouth.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
