As my shirt was removed, cool air touched my heated body. Perhaps sensing my body tensing up, Jeong Seyeon gently explored my mouth. His tongue traced my even teeth teasingly, touching the delicate mucous membrane, awakening unfamiliar sensations I had never experienced before and helping me relax.
Meanwhile, the Guiding must have progressed, because at some point, different kinds of moans—not the groans of pain—began escaping my lips. The hand covering my sight was gone, but I kept my eyes tightly shut, gripping the bed sheets.
“Haa.”
After the wet kiss ended, I caught my breath and opened my eyes. By then, Jeong Seyeon’s lips had slipped down to my neck, exposed through my half-removed shirt.
I looked down at Jeong Seyeon’s round back of head with half-lidded eyes. Every time I felt the sensation of his lips sucking on my skin, my waist and toes reflexively tensed.
“Ah…!”
I could feel the heat quickly subsiding wherever his tongue and lips touched, but something felt lacking. And at that moment, Jeong Seyeon’s lips touched my chest. It was different from when he was sucking on the spots where heat flowers had bloomed. A high-pitched moan escaped my lips at the strong sensation I had never felt before.
Startled by the sound myself, I froze, and hurriedly grabbed his shoulders at the strange feeling.
“Seyeon hyung, stop.”
Jeong Seyeon raised his head and looked up at me. His black eyes perfectly reflected my face, flushed red with embarrassment and shame.
“The Guiding isn’t completely done yet. Are you sure you’re okay?”
“This much is enough!”
Hearing my answer, Jeong Seyeon nodded slightly.
“Understood.”
He put my removed shirt back on me and buttoned it up himself.
Though the Guiding was surely finished and the fever had gone down, for some reason, the heat in my face wouldn’t subside easily. As I was fanning myself, Jeong Seyeon, who had been gazing at me intently, lowered his head.
“Woo Jeongjae-ssi.”
After just kissing and doing even more, when he quietly called my name, my mind went blank and I froze. Jeong Seyeon slowly wiped away the saliva on my lips with his thumb. And at that moment, I thought I saw the consistently expressionless Jeong Seyeon’s eyes curve ever so slightly.
“That was delicious.”
I had seen him preparing dinner, and we hadn’t eaten yet. I understood the meaning behind his words and felt my face heating up even more than before.
Whether he knew how I felt or not, Jeong Seyeon, having returned to his usual expression, handed me a round machine about the size of an egg that had been on the bedside table. With my reason half gone, I accepted what he gave me, and a few seconds later, I came to my senses at the beeping sound and looked down at the machine.
A red number had appeared on the machine that hadn’t been there when I first held it. Now that I looked at it, this machine seemed familiar.
‘Is this the machine that measures runaway risk value?’
I wondered why I hadn’t recognized it immediately, but it was because I had never used it separately.
Since I couldn’t get Guiding from Joo Seolhyeon, I hadn’t paid much attention to this machine even when it was lying around the house. I vaguely remembered its purpose in my mind. Moreover, I had filled in the Guiding that Joo Seolhyeon couldn’t provide at the artificial Guiding room, and since the capsule-type machine displayed the values automatically, it was an object far removed from me.
The value displayed on the machine was 7.
It wasn’t 0, but the risk of running amok was close to zero.
I nodded with satisfaction and put the machine back in its original place, but Jeong Seyeon seemed concerned about the number 7 as he quietly stared at me. It would have been nice if Guiding could be done just by looking, but unfortunately, that was impossible, so I smiled brightly and said to him:
“I’m really fine, hyung.”
Jeong Seyeon nodded at my words, so I felt relieved and thought the Guiding was completely over, but then he raised his hand and stroked my head. It was a light touch, but it provided refreshing Guiding that cooled my head pleasantly.
“You’ll be a bit low on energy. Rest slowly, then wash up and come out.”
He got up from his seat, put on his clothes that had been taken off, and left the room as if nothing had happened. Left alone in the room, I picked up the machine on the bedside table again. After confirming that the number 0 appeared instead of 7, the tension released.
‘Hyung was just Guiding me…’
I blushed as I recalled the soft and tender feeling that had pressed against my lips.
‘Still, it was my first time.’
Depending on the necessity, Guiding sometimes required more intimate skinship. I knew intellectually that actions usually done between lovers might be done with a Guide, but actually thinking about kissing him made my face heat up.
Jeong Seyeon had told me to rest before coming out, but it felt awkward to sit alone on the uncomfortably large bed, so I just straightened my clothes and quickly left the room. Just before leaving, I remembered Jeong Seyeon’s voice telling me to wash up, and my face flushed again at the thought that I had received his Guiding without washing first.
But I didn’t go back into the Guiding room. I had just managed to shake off thoughts about Jeong Seyeon, and if I washed in the Guiding room, I thought I might feel strange again remembering his Guiding.
‘There must be at least one bathroom somewhere on the first floor.’
I awkwardly left the Guiding room and opened the various doors connected to the living room one by one. But I failed repeatedly, and now only one door remained—in the corner next to the stairs leading to the second floor. It looked like a storage room door, so I almost passed it by, but when I opened it, the bathroom I had been waiting for appeared. And at the same time, I heard the sound of the front door.
“I’m home.”
Hearing the familiar voice, I turned my head while still holding the doorknob. As I had already guessed from the voice, Yang Garam was entering the house with a large duffel bag, wearing a baseball cap. Feeling happy to see him, I greeted him first without thinking about the distance to the entrance.
“Garam, welcome back!”
Yang Garam, who had been entering with a rather tired face for some reason, was startled by my voice, took off his baseball cap, looked around, and belatedly discovered me in the corner.
‘I didn’t know the bathroom door was in such a secluded place either, that’s why I found it late.’
I found comfort in the fact that I wasn’t the only one who had trouble finding the bathroom door, judging by Yang Garam’s reaction.
“Jeongjae hyung!!”
Yang Garam’s eyes widened like a separated family meeting after 10 years. Then, as if he had never looked tired, he ran to me with a beaming smile.
“When did you arrive!”
Like a large dog welcoming its owner, he threw his duffel bag and baseball cap onto the living room sofa and hugged me tightly with much commotion. It hurt my pride, but for a moment, my feet slightly lifted off the ground before coming back down, because Yang Garam was both taller and bigger than me.
His whole-body skinship was still unfamiliar, but I didn’t dislike his enthusiastic reaction, so I let go of the bathroom door and turned my body to make it easier for him to hug me.
“I missed you, hyung.”
Like a dog sniffing its owner who has returned after going out, he buried his face in my neck, rubbed his nose tip, and whispered.
Fully embraced in Yang Garam’s arms, I awkwardly raised my suspended arms and gently placed them on his back.
“Yeah. Good to see you too.”
Thinking that “I missed you” and “good to see you” meant basically the same thing, I casually replied while patting his back. As I had noticed before, Yang Garam smelled like warm, dry sunshine.
“By the way, Garam.”
Yang Garam, who had been chuckling with his nose buried in my neck, apparently pleased with my patting, suddenly raised his head. His shining black eyes, focused on me, seemed ready to nod to whatever I was about to say.
“I was just about to take a shower. Do you need to wash up too?”
“Hyung, do I smell?”
Yang Garam, somehow misunderstanding my words, hastily let go of me and began sniffing his own body. I almost lost my words at his primal action, but I managed to hold onto my senses and grabbed his arm.
“No, that’s not what I meant. You don’t smell, Garam.”
I immediately added an explanation of why I had asked such a question.
“I opened every door on the first floor, and this is the only bathroom I found. If you wanted to wash up, I was going to let you go first. As your hyung, I can be this considerate. Don’t feel burdened.”
I continued speaking gently with the kindest expression possible, afraid he might misunderstand.
“But you know.”
After saying everything I had to say, I opened my mouth again to point out his behavior that had been bothering me.
“What have you been doing to your hyung all this time?”
I had definitely been smiling gently enough to be crowned the king of kindness until just now, but as I spoke, my expression must have hardened without me realizing it as emotions seeped into my words.
“Hyung’s skin is just like baby skin. It’s super soft and squishy.”
As soon as Yang Garam heard that he didn’t smell, his face brightened up and he hugged me again. Then, without my permission, he started touching my face. His hands, which were careful at first, gradually became bolder until he was now kneading my cheeks like rice cakes. His grinning face made me doubt whether he had properly listened to everything I had just carefully explained.
“Did you even hear what I said?”
I maintained a solemn and serious expression as I pushed Yang Garam’s hands away. Yang Garam looked at my expression and nodded very confidently.
“Of course, why wouldn’t I listen carefully to what you say?”
His answer was perfectly fine, but his hands couldn’t stay still for even a moment and were now slipping down to my waist, slowly making their way inside my clothes. Judging by his expression, he seemed 100% pure innocence, suggesting these were unconscious actions, but it was now amazing to me why he was so desperate to get physically close whenever he saw me.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
