“Are you all better now?”
“Yeah.”
“…Did you make up with Euishin?”
To be precise, he should have asked if he’d forgiven that crazy bastard who smashed through a wooden panel and disappeared, but,
“……Yeah, well.”
He’d beat around the bush because he had a feeling this kind of answer would come out.
After replying briefly and lowering his gaze, Kwon Yunsu looked like he was thinking about something, then soon reached for a snack bag. And he began eating snacks with a blank face. The way he chewed his lips, moved his Adam’s apple, and picked up another snack was as regular as a wind-up doll, so Shin Jaewoo intuitively knew something had happened.
A subtle expression mixing resentment, embarrassment, and distress. What on earth is he thinking? He’d sensed that day that Euishin would pick up the pace, and judging by the degree of agitation it didn’t seem like he’d gone too far, but it wasn’t a good feeling. Euishin and Kwon Yunsu were excessively close. He’d leisurely advised that such things would only be poisonous, but he was equally anxious since there was no room to wedge in from the start.
Kwon Yunsu, unaware of various people’s worries, began immersing himself in translation again. Shin Jaewoo quietly observed his profile as he looked at the printed paper and laptop with a furrowed face. He didn’t want to disturb him. Unlike someone rough and self-centered, he wanted to grant whatever this kid wanted just as it was. Is this approach the problem? Shin Jaewoo suddenly realized he was making a move on a normal guy for the first time. My spring at twenty is completely colored by you, so how will I remember today ten years from now?
Kwon Yunsu, who’d been frowning and staring intently at the monitor muttering something, let out a silent sigh and then buried his head on the desk. There wasn’t even a thud sound, let alone any slight vibration. He was being considerate of him reading.
When he turned his head after blankly staring at letters that wouldn’t enter his mind, the guy who’d turned his head had his eyes closed. With one arm propped up and his face buried, he looked ready to take a light nap. He didn’t stop him. No, he held his breath and waited for the sleep to deepen. By the time low, even breathing tickled his ears, he’d already turned his body and was looking in that direction.
Eyebrows that gave a refreshing feeling and a straight nose bridge, lips that always drew his gaze. A lean, slender physique that seemed both pitiful and sexy. His appearance was literally as if an ideal type had been sculpted, but his personality was totally not. He preferred someone with clearer opinions and quicker awareness. He’d thought a relationship couldn’t work with this type.
But how did it come to this?
Keeping Kwon Yunsu in his heart wasn’t something pitiful or agonizing. His mood would suddenly lift and he’d be happy when they met face to face. He wanted to spend more time together and wanted to become a more meaningful person to him. How did I come to keep you in my heart like this?
When he came to his senses, he’d approached right next to him. Even when he brushed back disheveled hair and playfully patted his back, Kwon Yunsu didn’t budge. Won’t even this much work? Not even this much breeze? Yunsu-ya, I…
“……”
Shin Jaewoo lowered his head and pressed his lips to Kwon Yunsu’s cheek. To his forehead too, and hoping this cowardly and sweet act would be both the first and last, lightly to his lips as well. The scent of snacks wafted from everywhere. He smiled bitterly at the simultaneously sweet and bitter feeling.
‘Even doing something like this…’
Won’t I avoid regret ten years from now?
Kwon Yunsu, viewed from close enough to count his eyelashes, was truly pretty.
And the moment he lowered his head to kiss him once more, the club room door burst open.
“……!”
Reflexively pulling away and lifting his head, there was Lee Euishin holding the doorknob with a demon-like face.
“…Fuck.”
It had been quite a while since he’d cursed out loud.
The noise of the door slamming loudly into the wall as if it would fall off, Kwon Yunsu startling and rising, Lee Euishin shoving the table with one hand and kicking that large piece of furniture toward the wall before rushing at him—it felt like it didn’t even take 1 second.
And 1 second after that, Shin Jaewoo took the most humiliating punch of his life.
No, they poured down in succession.
“Euishin!!!”
Kwon Yunsu rushed at him. The guy desperately grabbed the hand approaching the fallen Shin Jaewoo and lifting him by the collar.
“Why, why are you doing this, hey…!”
Fuck, you’re touching what’s mine? This crazy bastard finally laid hands on my country bumpkin? Fucking bastard. Son of a fucking bitch. I’ll smash that fucking face so he can’t even walk around with it and never do that shit again. He raised his trembling fist and brought it down. Thwack! And once more, and again─,
“─Euishin-ah!”
It was a scream-like call he’d never heard in his life.
A voice calling him as if gasping for breath, when he turned his gaze following the hand desperately gripping his arm, he saw Kwon Yunsu’s pale face. His eyes were even brimming with tears from shock. This was probably the first time showing such a raw appearance. He slowly closed and opened his eyes to steady his spinning head, and as if that were a signal, the grip on his arm strengthened.
“Are you crazy? Are you trying to kill him?!”
“Let go.”
“You let go! What are you doing, huh?! Are you insane?! What did you eat wrong to act like this…!”
“Shut up, fuck.”
Can’t you see? I am trying to kill him. And I went crazy a long time ago, you idiot. Only you don’t know that. Am I crazy? Fuck, yeah I’m crazy…!
“I’ll, I’ll shut up so put your hand down, did Shin Jaewoo kill someone?!”
“Yun….”
“Why are you doing this, why…! What did he even do wrong…!”
I can’t listen anymore.
“What did he do?”
Lee Euishin immediately threw Shin Jaewoo aside and grabbed Kwon Yunsu’s cheeks with both hands. And without warning, he overlapped their lips.
“……!”
Kwon Yunsu’s eyes filled with shock. Staring piercingly into those eyes, Lee Euishin vowed he wouldn’t care about fucking bastards anymore.
When he bit the startled lips hard, a gap opened. He dove in without hesitation. He stuck his tongue out, stole his lips, then scraped off the dirty traces Shin Jaewoo left and spat them on the floor. And overlapped their lips again. When he gripped his chin with his hand and forcefully opened his mouth, the guy belatedly resisted. It was useless. Kwon Yunsu was someone who didn’t know how to use his body skillfully from the start.
He pulled the struggling guy into an embrace and frantically bit and sucked while twisting his face. He chased the fleeing tongue, entwining it deep enough to make him gag, coiled around the saliva, and ravaged his lips, tongue, and teeth as if to tear them apart. Such a fierce and violent kiss. Doing something like this to the country bumpkin…. Kwon Yunsu’s eyes reddened. A deeply furrowed face. Lee Euishin absolutely didn’t take his eyes off that guy. Idiot. You can’t do this with anyone else. If you do, I’ll kill them all. Fuck, Yunsu-ya…. This is really fucking…. Fucking good.
He sucked up the saliva dripping through the parted lips and put his tongue in again, sucking obscenely. He licked his lips as if nibbling, then at some point bit down and entwined deeply again. It was no different from sex. After harassing him shamelessly for a long time, he finally let go. And shamelessly continued speaking.
“…This kind of thing.”
“…Haa, haa, ha……”
Kwon Yunsu didn’t cry. It was just a face whose soul had left in shock amid ragged breathing. Shin Jaewoo, who he looked at by turning his head, was glaring at him with a humiliated and deflated face. Lee Euishin wiped Kwon Yunsu’s lips with the back of his hand and glared at the guy.
“I told you I’d kill you if you touched my country bumpkin, you fucker.”
Country bumpkin? Touched? At the strange expression, Kwon Yunsu’s gaze turned to Shin Jaewoo. Fuck, where are you looking? Lee Euishin, not yet free from the excitement of pressing lips together, felt jealousy grind his teeth even at such a trivial glance. He couldn’t understand how he’d endured until now.
Shin Jaewoo’s face stiffened momentarily upon receiving the dazed Kwon Yunsu’s gaze. And the guy honestly confessed.
“I kissed you while you were sleeping.”
“……?”
Where?
The dazed Kwon Yunsu’s gaze was asking that. Unable to look long at the deeply reddened lips, Shin Jaewoo turned his head.
“I did, to you.”
On your lips. He was embarrassed to say that. On those thoroughly ravaged lips, his own traces were already gone.
“Sorry, Yunsu-ya.”
I’m different from that crazy bastard. Desperately reciting that to himself, Shin Jaewoo apologized without meaning it. Actually, he had no thoughts. Even the pain in his miserably beaten cheek and jaw was dull and distant. It was that shocking. Such an unrestrained and blatant kiss…. Crazy bastard. Why did I have to get caught by that bastard of all people? He shouldn’t have forgotten that he was someone who doesn’t miss Kwon Yunsu’s every move.
For a while, Kwon Yunsu furrowed his brow with a serious face. Then he lowered his head, chewed on his lips, and rubbed them roughly with the back of his hand. At some point, his face that had turned bright red began to distort as if angry. Kwon Yunsu, who’d turned completely red not just his face but from his earlobes to the nape of his neck, was like a stripped child. It would be a lie to say that shame with nowhere to rely on wasn’t sweet.
And Kwon Yunsu slowly backed away, and in an instant turned his back and dashed out. The sound of footsteps fading beyond the corridor echoed through the club room.
Along with deflation came tension. He’d thought he was well-built but on the slender side, but was all that muscle? Though he’d been hit without even a chance to properly defend, even if they fought properly, he wouldn’t be an opponent he could afford to be leisurely with. He’d never learned fighting or anything like that.
