‘Pardon?’
‘I said you’re pretty.’
Ahn Jaeon’s gently curved eyes, his large white hand that lightly brushed through his hair came to mind. Right, this hand. The same as the one right in front of him now…
“…Huk!”
“Juwon-ah.”
Ahn Jaeon was sitting in front of him. Jang Juwon’s hand gripping the cup tensed up. Fuck, when did he get here? He thought he’d made the right decision not to meet Baek Iseon.
“Did you eat lunch?”
“…Sort of.”
Jang Juwon lied, drumming his fingers on the table. This is my lunch, you bastard. I couldn’t even eat with my boyfriend because of you. He held back from saying that.
“Why did you just eat something? You need to eat properly… Did you have class?”
“Yes. But hyung.”
“Hm?”
A flicker of anticipation appeared in Ahn Jaeon’s eyes.
“You’re talking to me like it’s nothing.”
“Ah…”
“I feel like shit, so don’t talk to me carelessly.”
Jang Juwon read the emotion that briefly crossed his eyes. So he was genuinely angry. Contacting an ex? Sure, that’s possible. Lingering feelings? Yeah, you can have those. But not Ahn Jaeon. He alone didn’t have the right to have lingering feelings for him. As the price for leaving him, he should’ve been living happily somewhere by now. That’s why he hadn’t held on. So he could be happy. So Ahn Jaeon shouldn’t have come back with such an unhappy face. Especially if the reason was because of him.
“Hyung, don’t tell me you’re…”
Bzzt, bzzt. A phone vibrated. Jang Juwon quickly grabbed his phone from the table and shoved it into his pocket. It was Baek Iseon. He remembered the lunch appointment he’d unilaterally canceled. He should answer. But the timing was terrible.
“Juwon-ah, answer the phone.”
“…”
“Don’t tell me, is it spam again?”
“Mind your own business.”
“Spam calls sure come a lot. Why don’t you block them?”
“I’ll handle it my…”
Jang Juwon couldn’t finish his sentence. He saw a man holding a phone to his ear that wouldn’t be answered, glaring this way. Their eyes met unavoidably.
“Jang Juwon.”
“S-sunbae.”
“Why aren’t you answering your phone?”
Ahn Jaeon’s head slowly turned. Jang Juwon saw the sinister smile that crossed his face. Fuck. Ahn Jaeon had definitely noticed. Even if he didn’t know exactly what their relationship was, he at least realized that Juwon had been trying to hide his connection with him. If he’d known it would turn out like this, he should’ve just answered the phone and acted nonchalant.
“Oh? You’re Baek Iseon, right!”
Ahn Jaeon stood up from his seat with a naturally delighted smile on his face.
“Ahn Jaeon… sunbae?”
Baek Iseon, who’d been approaching, stopped short. As expected, he seemed to know Ahn Jaeon.
“Yeah, long time no see. You’re still in school?”
“Yes. I took a leave of absence.”
Baek Iseon answered calmly and approached, then plopped down in the seat next to Jang Juwon as if to make a point, leaning back in his chair. He didn’t seem curious about anything regarding this strange situation.
“You two seem close.”
“Yeah, well.”
“That’s pretty unexpected.”
“Haha, I wouldn’t say it’s that unexpected.”
Baek Iseon’s eyebrow twitched slightly, but he soon displayed his characteristic smile.
“Was it you, Iseon, who called Juwon earlier?”
“Yes.”
“I told Juwon to answer the phone, but he didn’t.”
“Jaeon-hyung!”
“He told me… it was spam?”
Jang Juwon urgently tried to cut him off, but Ahn Jaeon stubbornly finished his sentence. His intention was clear. He was testing Baek Iseon’s reaction right now.
“Ah, did he?”
At those words, Baek Iseon responded with a smile as if it was nothing. But Jang Juwon could sense that he was in a bad mood right now. Because Baek Iseon had firmly grabbed his wrist under the table.
“Juwon and I had plans, so can I take him now?”
“Sunbae, I sent you a text…”
“What text? I didn’t see anything like that.”
‘Haha, he’s pissed…’
Jang Juwon smiled awkwardly and broke out in a cold sweat.
“Let’s go.”
“Okay, okay.”
Jang Juwon hurriedly gathered his things and stood up from his seat in a fluster. While being urgently dragged out by Baek Iseon, he made eye contact with Ahn Jaeon.
“See you, Juwon-ah. I’ll contact you again. You too, Iseon.”
“Yes.”
Baek Iseon answered. This time, he wasn’t smiling.
Baek Iseon just walked silently, looking straight ahead. When he looked up at his profile, he could see he was angry. He’d unilaterally canceled plans repeatedly and hadn’t answered calls. He hadn’t given a proper explanation either, so it was understandable.
“Sunbae, so basically what happened was……”
“What the fuck is that bastard?”
“Huh?”
“What the fuck is that bastard!”
But his anger was directed elsewhere.
“Just, uh…… a sunbae?”
“But he calls you hyung?”
“That’s just…… We were kind of close before.”
There was no need to mention they’d dated. Jang Juwon swallowed dryly.
“More than me?”
Baek Iseon suddenly thrust his face close. His anger seemed to have dissipated as he was smiling strangely.
“No way……”
“Let’s go.”
“Where?”
“Should we do it here then?”
“Do what?”
“I’m going to kiss you.”
“……I have class this afternoon.”
Jang Juwon slightly turned his head to avoid that gaze that stuck to him persistently. As if he’d end it with just a kiss.
“I’ll send you back in time.”
“……Okay.”
‘Liar.’
The biggest problem was that he didn’t dislike it.
* * *
“You need to focus, Jang Juwon.”
“Ahh, nngh……”
“What are you thinking about with me in front of you?”
“Noth-nothing…!”
Even while receiving his pouring kisses, his head was complicated. Fortunately, he wasn’t asking anything.
“This won’t do.”
“Huh?”
Suddenly Baek Iseon sat up and leaned his back against the headboard.
“If I want you to focus, I’ll have to make you move yourself.”
“……”
His well-defined abs were spread out alluringly before his eyes. Jang Juwon’s Adam’s apple bobbed as if nervous. Saliva went down with a gulp on its own.
“Come up here.”
As he said, his mind snapped to attention. Jang Juwon lowered his posture and crawled on his knees, slowly approaching him. Then he smiled softly at him and climbed onto his thighs. That big thing, he wanted to put it back inside himself quickly.
“……Sunbae.”
“……You, really……”
Baek Iseon cupped his reddened face. Jang Juwon gripped his member and gently stroked it while lifting his hips. Even though it had been inside just moments ago, he was impatient to fill himself again. He aligned the tip with the entrance of his hole and lowered his waist as if pressing down. He felt the wrinkles stretch taut as it was gradually swallowed into his body.
