Chapter 210
As if confirming my existence within him, Tae-geon suddenly applied more pressure with his hands on his lower abdomen, which was bulging out in response to the thrusting. The already cramped inner walls felt like they were being crushed, and it was as if my entire body was being pierced by a thick metal skewer. Hyeon-woo felt as if he was being penetrated all the way to his throat, unable to even breathe.
“Ugh…!”
Tae-geon’s thrusts were so violent that they mercilessly crushed Hyeon-woo, who was gasping for breath.
This wasn’t sex. I didn’t want it like this. I didn’t want to have this kind of relationship with Tae-geon anymore.
“I don’t want to…! Stop!”
As Hyeon-woo desperately showed his refusal, Tae-geon’s gaze turned fierce.
“…Why do you keep saying you don’t want it?”
His low murmuring voice was as cold as ice.
“Is it because I’m not enough?”
The moment Tae-geon’s tip brushed against Hyeon-woo’s entrance, his head tilted back, and his hands and feet curled up all at once. Tae-geon’s cruel smile twisted as he watched Hyeon-woo’s intense reaction, which was a full-body spasm.
“You want me to shove it all the way in, don’t you? Just like that bastard did to you. If it’s not shoved in, you won’t be satisfied.”
Though Tae-geon’s voice was too low to understand, Hyeon-woo could clearly sense the anger emanating from him. His entire body stiffened in fear.
“Is this what you’ve been longing for, Hyeon-woo? Can’t you stand it unless I shove it in again?”
Tae-geon’s tip began to press down hard against Hyeon-woo’s entrance. A chill ran down Hyeon-woo’s spine.
This can’t go on. In the panic that had turned his mind white, he could clearly understand one thing: if this continued, he would cross a river with Tae-geon that he could never return from. A huge gap would form between them that could never be bridged again.
At that moment, his mind felt as if it had been doused with cold water.
“Don’t do this…! Don’t, Choi Tae-geon!”
But despite Hyeon-woo’s clear refusal, Tae-geon paid no heed.
“How did he penetrate you? Did he wrap his legs around your waist, dripping sweet pheromones, and take you here? How was it, Hyeon-woo? Did you like it? I can do it better. I’ll try harder to please you.”
Tae-geon’s voice, tangled with gasps, finally pierced Hyeon-woo’s eardrums.
That… bastard…? What… is he saying right now?
No way….
“I’ll do it better until you’re satisfied, Hyeon-woo. Hah, haah.”
Tae-geon’s voice began to break into ragged gasps. His unfocused eyes muttering to himself looked as if a screw had come loose in his head.
Hyeon-woo, watching Tae-geon’s disheveled state while he was lost in a trance, struggled and shouted.
“Stop, Tae-geon! I… I have something to say!”
The alarm bells rang in his head like a scream. However, Hyeon-woo’s repeated refusals only drove Tae-geon further into madness.
As Tae-geon rubbed against Hyeon-woo’s entrance with force, Hyeon-woo’s body reacted reflexively.
Tae-geon, lost in a frenzy, hadn’t been looking at Hyeon-woo for a long time. He was in no state to have a conversation. He was just pressing down on Hyeon-woo’s entrance like a madman, muttering to himself.
“I can give you anything you want….”
“…Please, stop….”
“I’ll, haah. I’ll try harder, Hyeon-woo.”
“Listen to me! Tae-geon, please…!”
Hyeon-woo’s body was crushed under Tae-geon’s relentless thrusts, leaving him feeling utterly defeated.
He could no longer see Tae-geon’s face, only his hair swaying in rhythm with the thrusts, filling his vision with darkness.
Thud, thud.
Tae-geon’s thrusts, which had already crushed Hyeon-woo, became even more violent.
“…What can I do, haah, for you….”
As Tae-geon muttered to himself like a madman, desperately rubbing against Hyeon-woo, something hot dripped down from him.
Drip, drop, drop.
Hyeon-woo wiped it off his cheek and looked at it.
Red and wet….
“…Blood….”
Red blood.
“Hyeon-woo.”
Thud, thud.
“Hyeon-woo….”
“…….”
“Mark me.”
As Hyeon-woo’s vision turned white, he slapped Tae-geon’s cheeks hard.
Smack-!
With a sharp sound that tore through the air, a strong friction occurred between his palms and Tae-geon’s cheeks.
“Get a grip, Choi Tae-geon!”
Hyeon-woo shouted loudly, forcing Tae-geon’s head up to meet his gaze.
Only then did Tae-geon’s thrusts, which had been running wild without brakes, come to a halt.
Slowly, clarity returned to Tae-geon’s eyes, which had been clouded like fog. Finally, his clear eyes reflected his own face like a mirror, and they began to tremble endlessly.
Tae-geon’s trembling hand, which cautiously reached out, gently wiped Hyeon-woo’s cheek as if it would disappear if he held it too tightly.
His eyes, carefully examining the spot where the blood had been wiped away, were filled with an excessive tenderness and longing.
Blood from Tae-geon’s nose dripped past his lips, pooling on his chin, and then fell onto the sheets, drop by drop. Unaware of this, Tae-geon’s cautious touch, as if he were handling something precious, repeatedly brushed against his own cheek.
Something hot surged up from within.
If only he could peel away one layer, there was Tae-geon, who cherished him so much.
Caring for me like this, liking me like this….
“…Why can’t you do better…?”
“…….”
“Why can’t you do better!!”
His voice, filled with anguish, echoed.
“I told you to stop! I said I had something to say! Why is it always your way? Why is it always like this with you? Why do we keep going in circles like this!!”
After shouting without pause, Hyeon-woo gasped for breath. After a moment of silence, a weary voice escaped his lips.
“…I really want to stop this now….”
At those words, Tae-geon’s face turned pale, and he gripped Hyeon-woo’s wrist tightly, unable to breathe.
Don’t go, I was wrong. Please don’t go.
Like that night when he was searching for his lost self in the dark hospital corridor, Tae-geon’s hand, gripping him desperately and pleadingly, trembled with extreme anxiety.
His bare heart throbbed like it was rolling through a salt field. Seeing Tae-geon, who couldn’t let go of him and was so desperate, the twisted and tangled nature of their relationship, the cruel fate that had brought them to this point, and yet his own foolishness in not being able to let go of his feelings for Tae-geon filled him with rage.
“I have nothing to do with McRae and Jerome! It’s not the kind of relationship you think it is!”
Tae-geon stood frozen, as if he couldn’t understand what Hyeon-woo was saying.
“You said you’d treat it like you were dead?! You told me to shut up!! You misunderstood on your own and didn’t even give me a chance to explain! Is this how someone who said they’d treat it like they were dead behaves?! I tried to explain so many times! But every time, you shut me up!”
Hyeon-woo’s eyes were wet with tears as he shouted without stopping.
It didn’t fit at all. It felt like mismatched puzzle pieces. The more he tried to force them together, the more they only inflicted deep wounds on each other.
Was it right for them to be together like this? Was it right for them to only hurt each other, to twist and distort each other like this?
In the past and even now, loving him was nothing but a series of hardships and trials. The deeper his feelings grew, the more intense the pain in his heart became. He hated Tae-geon for bringing him this pain.
Clenching his fists, Hyeon-woo glared at Tae-geon with resentful eyes, spitting out words like blood.
“I hate you for trampling on me, crushing me, and swinging me around as you please! You took away my parents, Jamie, my child, and everything precious to me!! I hate you for dragging my life into the abyss! I can’t stand it, I hate it!!”
So he had to give up. If he could just let go of this feeling for Tae-geon, he wouldn’t have to endure this pain anymore.
Yet, seeing Tae-geon looking at him with a face consumed by despair, even knowing that, Hyeon-woo felt a terrible pain in his heart, as if it were being burned.
…Can’t I be cruel? Is it not allowed for me to hate you for tormenting and hurting me like this? Why do you make me feel this pain?! Why do you keep making me suffer?!
He resented Tae-geon. At the same time, he felt a deep sympathy for Tae-geon, who could only express his true feelings in this way.
He had lifted the stigma from his parents, thrown himself into the flames to save precious Jerome. Tae-geon, who willingly became the dark shadow for him, who ate his terrible cooking without leaving a bite, who remembered even the smallest details about him, who developed the suppressants, who changed this world for him, he liked him. He liked him to the point of being unable to bear it.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
