Indeed, I shouldn’t just be here, I should try to move around…
Yeonwoo, with one hand on the bed, was startled by the mess of his left arm.
“…”
He wasn’t surprised by the marks from being licked and sucked. Rather, the small bruise visible between them particularly caught his eye. He recalled the strange injection he received when he was taken by the loan shark.
At that moment, in Yeonwoo’s mind, the sex with Munbeom was pushed to the back, and he remembered being in that strange place. Lying face down on the bathroom floor, crying helplessly at the lubricant continuously flowing from behind…
That situation had occurred because of the loan Lee Jonghoon had taken out.
It was something that had happened regardless of his will, but it had ultimately become his problem, and those strange people had intended to collect that debt from him.
So, in such a wretched state…
Yeonwoo, who had curled up small on the bed again, put strength into the hand clutching the sheet.
He thought there couldn’t be a lower point, but he was wrong. This time, he realized there was a bottom even lower than what he had imagined. At the same time, he felt dejected knowing that Ho Munbeom knew about his wretched state.
Though thanks to that, he had been able to escape safely.
But he had hoped Munbeom wouldn’t know.
Yeonwoo carefully lowered his hand. When he touched his lower abdomen, it seemed to hurt a bit. So at first, he repeatedly touched it carefully and then stopped, but then he applied pressure with his fingertips. As he firmly pressed his lower abdomen, the closed door opened.
“Yeonwoo.”
“…”
Yeonwoo, removing the hand pressing his lower abdomen, only moved his head.
Munbeom opened the door wide, entered the room, and sat on the edge of the bed. Then he placed his hand on the shoulder of Yeonwoo, who was curled up at the edge, and kneaded it with gentle pressure.
“How are you feeling? Can you get up and move?”
“…”
“If you’re tired, you can sleep more, but I think you might be hungry.”
Understanding what Munbeom wanted, Yeonwoo tried to get up quickly. But while he managed to half-raise his body, he couldn’t move any further. Seeing Yeonwoo awkwardly raised, Munbeom wrapped his shoulder and supported his lower back to help him sit up. Though Yeonwoo wanted to say he was fine, he couldn’t, and his expression remained troubled even after sitting.
Though his body didn’t hurt severely, his lower part felt numb. Lowering his head while thinking about this strange sensation of his body feeling unfamiliar despite being his own, Yeonwoo paused.
Yeonwoo, sitting on the bed, had only a sheet draped over his shoulders. So through the open gap, the mess of his chest and abdomen was nakedly revealed. As if he had been not just having sex but being thoroughly devoured and kneaded. The skin, bitten and sucked all over with barely a spot left untouched, was colorful, and the small flesh attached to his chest was standing stiffly, swollen to about twice its normal size, making him wonder if this was okay.
After examining the shiny, glossy nipples and what seemed like enlarged areolas, Yeonwoo raised his head. Munbeom, sitting close beside him, closed the open front of the sheet and said:
“I applied some medicine, but it will take a few more days to subside. Aren’t you cold?”
While holding the closed front of the sheet with one hand, Munbeom placed his other hand on Yeonwoo’s forehead. The large hand covered not just his forehead but pressed down to just below his eyes. A warm heat touched his skin. Yeonwoo blinked rapidly at the heavy pheromones filling the space.
Behind the stable, heavy pheromones, a bitter sweetness mixed in. So Yeonwoo realized that this room contained not only Munbeom’s pheromones but his own mixed in as well.
They were naturally mixed as if it had always been that way, so he hadn’t noticed immediately. That alone was surprising, but what felt even stranger was himself breathing in that scent as naturally as air.
As he tried to hold his breath, Munbeom’s hand fell away. Missing it, Yeonwoo lowered his head, and Munbeom immediately lifted him up in his arms.
“…!”
Surprised as his view heightened while being seated on one of Munbeom’s arms like a child, Yeonwoo embraced his shoulder. Belatedly panicking, he kicked his legs as if asking to be put down, but Munbeom pressed Yeonwoo’s back with his other hand.
“You’ll fall. Stay still.”
“B-but…”
Though he wanted to say he could walk and ask to be put down, Munbeom paid no heed and left the room carrying Yeonwoo in one arm. When passing through the door, he pressed Yeonwoo’s head with his hand to ensure it didn’t hit the doorframe. Though he obediently lowered his head at the touch, as soon as they entered the living room, Yeonwoo raised his face and called out to him again, “Executive Director.”
“Please put me down. I can move.”
“I see.”
Though Munbeom answered, he seemed to have no intention of putting Yeonwoo down.
Walking through the long corridor into the living room, Munbeom immediately entered the dining room. Yeonwoo was startled, flinching at the sight of food filling the spacious dining table. Why is there so much? Wondering if guests were expected, Yeonwoo’s face hardened with anxiety.
After seating Yeonwoo, who was holding his breath, in the middle chair at the table, Munbeom caught the sheet that was about to slip and closed the front again, then muttered, “This won’t do.” Though it was a very faint whisper, Yeonwoo flinched in response and looked up at Munbeom as he straightened his back. Without further words, he went outside.
Since it was a separate space, once Munbeom left, Yeonwoo couldn’t see him. After checking the direction Munbeom had gone, he looked further back. Confirming the wall-blocked area, he turned his head forward, then lowered his eyes, overwhelmed by the excessive amount of food. Moving his hands together under the sheet, he released the tension in his body.
When he relaxed, his body ached and stung all over. The hole that had continuously accepted Munbeom’s dick was no different. Feeling increasingly tired, perhaps from sitting with his weight on it, Yeonwoo sighed heavily.
…Should I go back to the room?
No, I shouldn’t be more of a burden, so I should just go home. But he wasn’t sure if he could safely return home in this condition. If they hadn’t thrown away the clothes he was originally wearing, he could wear them again… But he disliked those clothes. Perhaps wrapping himself completely in the sheet would be much better than those clothes Lee Jonghoon had bought.
Thinking about it, their relationship had been an ill-fated connection. There was a time when he thought their meeting was fortunate. Though the help wasn’t without cost, thanks to it, he had been able to worry less about his father’s hospital bills. Though old and worn, he had a place to stay in Seoul, and after waiting, he was able to actually go on a date with Munbeom. Because of that, he was able to meet Munbeom consistently afterward.
However, unbeknownst to him, the bomb placed at his feet grew larger and larger. Waiting silently, looking for an opportunity to blow him far away.
He thought he was fortunate to have learned about the situation early thanks to Chairman Ho Jaejung. Had he remained unaware, it would have been more bewildering. If things had become more serious without his knowledge, when that bomb exploded, not only would he have been involved, but even Ho Munbeom might have been caught up in it.
Or perhaps, had he already been caught up in it?
It wouldn’t have been a coincidence that he appeared and rescued him.
That means that person would also know about the loan…
“Yeonwoo.”
Greatly startled, Yeonwoo raised his head with hunched shoulders.
Munbeom, who had quietly approached Yeonwoo’s side, stroked his head.
“You still seem unwell. We’ll have to be careful from now on.”
“…No, I was just thinking about something else.”
Yeonwoo, answering that it was just that, had a somewhat absent-minded face. Confirming this, Munbeom held out what he had brought.
“I brought some clothes. Would you like to wear these for now?”
Munbeom rolled up the shirt he had brought, making it so only the head could slip through. He held the neck as if to stretch it so Yeonwoo’s head wouldn’t get stuck, but it wasn’t necessary. His small head fit through the round hole with room to spare.
Watching the face entering the shirt without a single hair touching it, Munbeom pulled down the sheet draped over Yeonwoo’s shoulders. Though the now-naked Yeonwoo hunched his body in surprise, before that, his arm was grabbed and inserted into the shirt sleeve. It was like dressing a child. Embarrassed, Yeonwoo himself inserted his arm into the remaining sleeve.
“Even though I bought it in Yeonwoo’s size, it’s still big.”
“…It seems to fit perfectly to me. I like it.”
Though he moved his arms as if to prove what he said, to Munbeom, it still seemed a bit loose. He had ordered from the same place as before, so he thought there wouldn’t be much difference. Since his clothes size couldn’t have changed in that time, there was only one reason why it looked visibly loose.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
