#Side Story 21
“You’re really pretty.”
“What’s wrong? Suddenly.”
“You’re so beautiful…”
Saheon hyung’s gaze, his serious mumbling devoid of a smile, landed on my face. Still filming hyung’s drunken antics with my camera, I had to stiffen my shoulders, feeling like prey before a predator.
“Cheongmyeong.”
Hyung’s face drew closer again. That he would kiss me seemed self-evident. I didn’t dodge his light pecks, soothing him by accepting them.
“Okay, okay. Let’s sleep now. Can we go to bed?”
It seemed like I should finally stop filming. The thought of showing this to Saheon hyung tomorrow morning, once he’d sobered up, amused me. As I was about to press the stop button, I gasped at the sudden shift in my field of vision.
Saheon hyung, I don’t know where he found the strength, had turned me towards the bed. Before I knew it, I was caught by him, stumbling and sitting on the edge of the bed. My phone rolled out of my hand. Hyung was on top of me in an instant.
“Hyung?”
“Cheongmyeong.”
Saheon hyung, reeking of alcohol, bowed his head deeply. With every breath he took, the scent of alcohol intensified. Letting out a rough, rumbling breath, he slowly rubbed his lower body against my thighs. The distinctly felt weight of his desire flushed my face.
“Ah, Cheongmyeong… Ah, damn, it feels so good…”
A low, chilling voice tickled my ear. I hesitantly reached out and gently pushed hyung’s shoulder. His rock-hard body didn’t budge.
“Hyung, wait a minute… Hyung, ugh…”
Saheon hyung bit my earlobe. A slight pain, a sharp bite on my tender flesh, brought tears to my eyes. He apologetically rolled his tongue over the injured area. It was wet, chilling, and utterly disorienting.
“I love you so much, baby… I love you. I love you.”
Hyung mumbled incessantly, like someone in a trance. Each word was punctuated by kisses that felt like bites. His fingers began to undo the buttons of my shirt, one by one.
“Wait. Hyung. Wait a minute. You’re too drunk, ah!”
But his alcohol-dulled fingers were no match for the delicate buttons. Struggling to undo them, Saheon hyung, after unbuttoning about three, opted to rip them off.
A small curse accompanied the ripping sound of the button threads. I stared blankly at my now-exposed stomach. Hyung chuckled deeply.
“There. Done.”
The voice, raw with unrefined emotion, was chilling. My body was trembling. Hyung’s large hand moved up my bare skin.
“Ah, pretty.”
A sinister voice. I bit my lip hard. Saheon hyung’s lips curled up even more.
“Ah, huh…”
A large hand grasped my nearly-flat chest. His touch was a little rougher than usual. Perhaps he wasn’t able to control his strength due to the alcohol. I frowned, trying to stop Saheon hyung’s hand.
“Hyung, hyung. You’re too drunk. Stop now…”
“Call me ‘honey’.”
A low voice commanded. A sinister air emanated from hyung’s flushed face. His hand began to undo my pants buckle. Becoming naked seemed like a matter of moments.
“Wait, wait, hyung. Hyu-ung…”
“I get so turned on when you call me that.”
“No…”
“What if other guys get hard hearing you call them ‘hyung’? Huh?”
Hyung suddenly started yelling at an imaginary opponent. I was simply dumbfounded. Saheon hyung stripped off the rest of my clothes. The cold air of the hotel room touched my skin.
“So call me ‘honey’. You need to show some distinction.”
Saheon hyung began to make nonsensical arguments. The alcohol he’d drunk, enough to numb his mind, seemed to be the culprit.
“Hyung, no. Ho-honey. Now… let’s sleep now. Okay?”
“One more time.”
“Honey…”
Suddenly, Saheon hyung’s lips stretched into a wide grin. He seemed genuinely happy, but the sinister expression in his eyes made him look simply terrifying. I mumbled, closing my lips tightly.
Light pecks, like a bird pecking, fell on my lips several times. Saheon hyung, who had randomly kissed my lower lip, the corner of my mouth, and my cheek, slowly got up.
He threw off his shirt without hesitation. His athletic shoulders were revealed. His skin was completely red. His face, and even his neck, were flushed. Just how much had he drunk?
“Calm down, hyung…”
“Honey.”
“…Calm down, ho-honey, okay?”
But Saheon hyung didn’t seem to be calming down. He laughed even louder, then swayed slightly. His slightly furrowed brow was sensual.
“You’re so beautiful.”
A whispering voice tickled my ear. The string of words, full of desire, continued.
“You’re so beautiful, I want to lock you away where no one can see you. I hate any gaze, any words directed at you other than mine.”
Saheon hyung mumbled, filled with jealousy. The intensity of his jealousy towards a non-existent rival was thick.
“I want to wait until you’re thirty to let you do whatever you want.”
Saheon hyung chewed on the words angrily, then clenched his fist as if suppressing his rage. I stared blankly at him. The madness in his bloodshot eyes was frightening.
“I wonder if you’re holding on because of the way I wait for you.”
His downcast gaze was like that of a half-madman. I had often witnessed Saheon hyung’s eyes turn like this, and each time it ended with me crying for various reasons. I swallowed hard, tense.
“Why are you saying that?”
“Do you love me?”
“I love you.”
“Will you only love me?”
“Yes, yes. I will. So now…”
Suddenly, hyung let out a childish giggle. He looked like a child with a large body.
“Cheongmyeong.”
“Yes.”
“I love you. I really love you. Ah.”
Saheon hyung groaned and dropped his head. Worried, I cautiously called out to him.
“Hyung? Are you okay?”
Then hyung raised his head again. His eyes were glazed over, and he was grinning. He looked gentle, yet I could sense the hidden lewdness within. I flinched, feeling like Saheon hyung had truly gone half-mad, when he began rustling through the items in a black paper bag.
“Do you know what I bought?”
My mouth fell open. A faint gasp escaped my parted lips.
“…Hyung, this is… not right… I don’t think this is right…”
I swallowed nervously. In hyung’s hand were the silver handcuffs I had seen earlier that day. Saheon hyung began to fiddle with my wrists. I felt a shiver of unease.
“You keep calling me a thief. I guess I have to do some robbery to feel less wronged, don’t you think?”
It was another nonsensical argument. I knew Saheon hyung’s thought process was unique even normally, but it seemed to have become more extreme with the alcohol.
While I stammered, speechless, Saheon hyung fastened the handcuffs to one of my wrists. The other wrist was subdued in an instant. In the blink of an eye, with both wrists bound, I had to watch as hyung took off the rest of his clothes.
Hyung’s naked body was suddenly before me. His dick, awkward without pubic hair, remained awkward. Saheon hyung stumbled, stretched out his arm, and picked up a lilac tie from the pile of his uniform on the chair next to the bed.
“I’m going to use this… to…”
He wrapped the tie around the chain connecting the handcuffs. His arms were raised. The long tie was tightly tied to the headboard. The knot, firmly tied with the strength of an adult male, showed no sign of loosening no matter how much I struggled.
“Hyung, untie me… untie me.”
I whispered pathetically. Saheon hyung merely stroked my cheek as he looked down at me, subdued.
“Pretty…”
Saheon hyung’s bloodshot gaze, his words slurred, swept over my body. The gaze that seemed to devour my shirt, ripped open at the buttons, my exposed skin, and my naked lower body, made me instinctively shrink back.
“It was fun going back there. Ah, I almost bought a dildo, but they all seemed smaller than mine. And I don’t like using anything other than mine. If you don’t know what a dildo is…”
My ears were assaulted by his slurred, obscene talk. I quickly shook my head, making a sound like, “Aaack!”, as if to say I understood.
“I bought lube. Just in case I forgot.”
“I, brought it…”
Saheon hyung didn’t seem to hear me. He rustled the black bag, as if there were still items inside.
Suddenly, I wondered what kind of state of mind he’d been in when he bought these things. He’d been drinking with the team leaders, and I’d even driven him to the hotel, but when did he go to an adult store and buy these things while drunk?
Unsatisfied with the rustling, Saheon hyung simply dumped the black paper bag onto the bed. Surprisingly, there weren’t many items inside. A strange pink object, about the size of a slightly elongated cherry tomato, and the newly purchased lube.
Even so, the lube was under 100ml, so it could be taken to Korea. Whether it was amazing or ridiculous that he considered airline security even while drunk, I couldn’t tell.
“Let’s play with this.”
But my thoughts didn’t last long. Saheon hyung, with a truly villainous, robber-like grin, picked up the unidentified pink object. It looked like a plump cat toy.
