Chapter 41
After finishing his exam, Seoyul was spending a relaxed time. He had caught up on much-needed sleep and indulged in games and movies he hadn’t had time for.
School was also nearing the end of the second semester, so he just had to wait for the results. If he passed, he would balance school and internship; if he failed, he would need to prepare again.
“The results come out tomorrow, right?” Minjun asked, swallowing the bread he had been nibbling on.
“Yes. Already tomorrow.”
Already tomorrow was the announcement day.
As Seoyul was thinking about how quickly time had passed, a gloomy voice came from beside him.
“Ah, I really hope I passed.”
He seemed worried. Though Seoyul thought there was no need, the person involved might feel differently, so he offered encouraging words.
“Hyung, you prepared hard too, so you’ll pass!”
“Ugh… I’m still on the borderline, aren’t I?”
“No! Let’s definitely pass together and attend together!”
Seoyul believed without a doubt that he would pass. He had heard that his previous attempts had been very close, and he had watched him prepare diligently.
“You seem fine?”
Perhaps dissatisfied with Seoyul’s composure, he asked with a flat expression.
Seoyul wasn’t exactly fine, but he wasn’t anxious either, so he smiled and said:
“Does it seem that way?”
Of course, he was more nervous than before.
Unlike the beginning when he thought he would leave the results to fate after preparing hard, he had developed ambition.
The ambition to quickly become a proper professional Guide and help Dowoon.
But he didn’t feel impatient. In the past, he would have had sleepless nights, but now he was okay.
This change was also thanks to Dowoon being by his side.
“So the honor student has no worries, huh?”
“Uwaah!”
Caught in a headlock, Seoyul let out a short scream and struggled. Of course, he could have escaped if he wanted to, but he didn’t.
He had realized that daily life spent in small pranks like this was also precious.
“Today is your last class, right?”
“Yes. Today is the end for me.”
“Lucky you. Mine is tomorrow.”
“Good luck, Hyung.”
Seoyul got up with a playful smile. Having worked hard on both classes and exams, it felt strange to think that the year was truly ending.
“I’ll be going then.”
“Sure. Keep in touch.”
“Okay~”
Seoyul waved his hand and headed to the classroom. After focusing intently on his final class, it was time to go home.
Today he had promised to watch a movie with Dowoon, so he only wanted to get there as quickly as possible.
As he hurriedly tried to get up, he heard a vibration sound from his pocket.
Zing.
‘Who could it be?’
He tilted his head curiously and checked to find a message from Dowoon.
“Huh?”
Since they had never exchanged messages before, he quickly checked the content.
[Are you done?]
Hmm?
The message contained only a simple question. The diligent Seoyul tilted his head and immediately replied.
[Yes. Just finished.]
Ziiiiing.
“Uh… huh?”
Then the phone rang as if it had been waiting. He was so startled that he almost dropped his phone. Seoyul took a deep breath and carefully answered.
“He—”
—Seoyul! You passed!
“What?”
Seoyul’s eyes widened in confusion at the sudden announcement. Dowoon continued with an excited voice.
—You passed the exam. I got this information from my father, so it’s certain!
Uh…?
—Let’s have a celebration party. I’ve already made reservations.
So…
—I’m in front of your school right now…
Seoyul stood dazed, listening to Dowoon’s voice. Somehow the voice seemed distant.
He could hear Dowoon asking “Seoyul? Are you listening?” through the phone, but he couldn’t say anything.
Thump, thump.
Along with his rapidly beating heart, Dowoon’s words began to slowly register. And once they fully registered, his heart started to swell.
‘I passed? Really??’
It had to be true since Dowoon wouldn’t lie to him. And if his father was… the Center Director, no less.
‘I actually passed!’
Seoyul moved his frozen legs and began to run quickly. His mind was filled only with thoughts of sharing this joy with Dowoon.
It was news of acceptance he had been waiting for, and he was so unexpectedly happy that his body moved before his mind.
—Huh? What’s going on? Did it break?
In the distance, a confused Dowoon came into view. Seeing him, Seoyul’s chest began to swell with joy.
Feeling like a balloon about to burst, Seoyul called out to Dowoon with the brightest smile ever.
“Esper-nim!”
“Huh?”
Dowoon turned his head in surprise. Finding his reaction somehow cute, Seoyul ran straight to him and jumped into his arms.
Reflexively catching Seoyul, Dowoon’s eyes widened.
“Seoyul…?”
Though he knew Seoyul would be happy, he hadn’t expected him to express joy with his whole body like this, so Dowoon froze stiffly.
“Uh…”
The person he liked had voluntarily jumped into his arms. How could he remain calm!
Seoyul, nestled perfectly in his arms, was warm and soft. He was like a fluffy cloud, like warm sunshine.
Realizing this, Dowoon’s chest ached dully as cells of joy seemed to grow larger.
“Se, Seoyul.”
Dowoon sensed danger.
From long experience, he knew that awkward situations often arose at moments like this. So he tried to create distance by taking a step back, but Seoyul kept following him.
Thud.
As Dowoon stopped when his back hit a wall, Seoyul hugged him more tightly.
‘Gasp!’
Dowoon could only stand still, holding his breath. Seoyul’s energy crashed into him like a wave.
It surged with joy, sweeping through his entire body. Within the undulating Guiding energy, Seoyul’s happiness and affection were palpable.
The Guiding proceeded, untangling Dowoon’s knotted energies with the most intense energy ever.
“Ngh…”
Despite trying his best to endure, the overflowing ecstasy and satisfaction were too great. Though he knew he shouldn’t go further, he wanted to feel these ecstatic energies just a little longer.
‘Damn it.’
Finally unable to hold back, Dowoon embraced Seoyul tightly. As the Guide filled his arms completely, even more energy began to flow through the increased area of contact.
‘Haah…’
Feeling those maddening energies, Dowoon exhaled softly.
Seoyul was currently conveying his gratitude. It was too clearly felt to be rejected.
“Esper-nim.”
After some time, Seoyul gently pushed away from Dowoon and looked up. His face was overflowing with joy and pride.
Dowoon couldn’t help but smile at those pure emotions.
“What?”
He answered while stroking Seoyul’s hair, and Seoyul asked with a bright smile:
“Is it true? Did I really pass?”
At those words, Dowoon smiled again and nodded. Then, the most joyful ecstasy bloomed in Seoyul’s heart.
All the moments of his efforts flashed through his mind, and the faces of those who had helped him appeared and disappeared.
Among them, the one who remained deepest in his heart was, of course, Dowoon.
Wondering how to convey these feelings, Seoyul buried his face in Dowoon’s chest again and murmured:
“What should I do? I’m so happy.”
How could he be this happy? How could he let him know these feelings?
Seoyul came to a conclusion. Since Dowoon was an Esper, he thought he could convey it through Guiding.
But he had already done that, so this time he wanted to try Guiding more carefully. So he gently poured in energy and conveyed his feelings to Dowoon.
‘Thank you, Esper-nim. I’ll do even better from now on.’
But this time, Dowoon froze completely for a different reason.
‘I like it so much. Like it. Like it. Like it.’
Along with Seoyul’s murmured words in his mind, soft energies began to flow in and envelop his entire body.
Though he knew it wasn’t meant that way, the overwhelming emotion coming with the words “I like it” pushed Dowoon to his limit.
The thought of pushing him away crossed his mind, but the desire for just a little more, just a little more, dominated his entire body.
And finally, something happened. His body, pushed to the limit, exploded.
“Gasp!”
Dowoon hastily pushed Seoyul away. Feeling his face burning red, he thought the situation was beyond salvaging.
In front of him, a startled Seoyul was looking up at him.
‘Uh. What do I do now?’
Dowoon was genuinely flustered. But it seemed too late for excuses. His body had already reacted honestly, and his terribly reddened face showed no signs of calming down.
Moreover, though Seoyul looked young, he was a Guide who would understand.
“Uh, well, this is unavoid—I mean…”
Dowoon stammered, trying somehow to salvage the situation. But how could he explain this?
His feelings for Seoyul were his own emotions, not something he could force others to understand or accept. So his thoughts became increasingly tangled, refusing to form coherently.
Would Seoyul find it strange? Would he avoid him because of this? Then what should he do?
As negative thoughts began to cascade, he ended up blurting out:
“When you Guide like this, this is really natural! It’s not because I’m especially weird!”
“…”
There was no reaction from Seoyul. Dowoon realized he had sounded like he was blaming Seoyul and looked up.
He wanted to correct what he’d said. But…
“Huh…?”
In front of him stood Seoyul with a bright red face, clearly at a loss for what to do.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
