Lee Euishin, through closed eyes, silently endured watching the guy carefully put on clothes, put on shoes, and leave through the front door. And as soon as the front door closed, he bolted up and checked what was missing. Fortunately, just a phone and wallet. Well, there wasn’t anything more to take anyway. Since he’d torn and thrown and smashed everything. It was fortunate, but…
“…Ha.”
He couldn’t help his heart sinking at the void left by the guy.
He washed with cold water and drank coffee first. And after cleaning the messed up room and gauging the time, he picked up his phone.
“Ahjussi, hello. This is Euishin. Yes. Have you been well? It’s nothing else, but I was wondering if Yunsu went there. Vacation started yesterday and we fought a bit. When I woke up in the morning he was gone. He said he’d go home during vacation, …as expected. Please pretend you don’t know I called. He’ll come when he feels better. ……Since it’s been a while, have a good time with Yunsu. Next semester? Yunsu will keep living here. Our parents know it that way. Yes, next time I’ll come visit with him too. Stay healthy.”
This is the last.
The last consideration for the slow and dull country boy. The last rest to recover from the shock of forced molestation.
And there was no next. When the guy returns, he’ll strip him naked and Sparta-style brainwash him.
“I’ll definitely put a collar on you to show whose bastard dog you are.”
Flopping down on the bed with traces from last night, Lee Euishin muttered. Thinking of Kwon Yunsu who couldn’t budge in the uncomfortable embrace with only his heart pounding, he naturally hardened below.
What was he patiently enduring for so long when it was going to turn out like this anyway?
He truly regretted the years of abstinence.
***
“Running away? Why are you upsetting Euishin like that, he called worried.”
“……”
If I come at the crack of dawn empty-handed looking like a beggar, Dad would be quite flustered—he thought. What should I answer? Should I practice an expression with a story? The effort he seriously attempted became completely futile.
Crazy pervert. Already bought off my dad?
Watching his father busily preparing to go to work, tying his tie and chewing toast, Kwon Yunsu inwardly exclaimed.
Looking like this, he couldn’t go to classmates he’d become awkwardly close with, or to the soccer idiots either. Not tough enough to go to an empty mountain, and crowded places were also unpleasant because they were unsettling, so the only place to hole up and cool his head was his family home. Though it was endlessly simple, he was angry at having his movements so easily anticipated. While acting aloof without giving away a single card, making people into fools without telling them anything, why do you know everything about me? Is it a crime to live honestly? Is it a crime to live kindly? Don’t know shit—who didn’t know because they wanted to? If you’d just said something, I would’ve already…!
“…Youngest, did Dad do something wrong? If there’s something to confront me about, hurry and do it, I’m late.”
The place he’d been glaring at with gritted teeth had his father with a bag in hand looking this way with a dumbfounded face.
Not dyeing your hair these days? Whether it was his imagination, his father looked noticeably aged. Compared to men of that age, his attire was stylish, but since both his older sister and himself had become independent, it inevitably showed he was living alone. Will father age like that? While regretting not being able to protect the family, his older sister said father still seemed to be seeing that woman. Thinking about old age, he wished both parents would remarry, but from the moment he discovered unfamiliar traces in this house, he’d only see father outside the house from then on. Kwon Yunju, who would never forgive father her whole life, would cut ties almost completely.
The price of mistakes is so harsh. Once carved, wounds can never be erased by any means and nothing can be undone. Between Lee Euishin and himself, who wrote a new ominous history last night, is there no more future either? Can I adapt to your new, …no, old appearance? If Lee Euishin had told me the truth earlier…
“No, nothing like that.”
…I would’ve already run away.
Acting ambiguously without doing this or that until the other side delivers a decisive blow, hurting them, and in the end I might have lost everything. Father’s indecisive and weak side existed in himself too.
“Take care of the house. Ah, no. I won’t be surprised if you go back up.”
“You’ll cry if I leave, won’t you?”
“I won’t cry. Come with Yunju next time.”
It would be asking him to persuade and bring their older sister who doesn’t come alone.
When he waved weakly, his father left the house. It’s a place he’d lived for 10 years after moving in elementary school, but being alone made it feel newly unfamiliar. Even though it had only been four months since he’d been living at Lee Euishin’s house, he’d already gotten used to there…
“What the hell did you do to me…”
At that so familiar place, Lee Euishin lewdly sucked on lips enough to curse. He stripped off clothes and took his off too. He grabbed the precious little guy and shook it wildly together with his thing. He ejaculated before his eyes. He did too. When he closed his eyes exhausted, he touched his nipples. When he lowered his head, he dug teeth into his neck, and when he trembled and resisted, he pushed away arms and headbutted lips again. Crazy bastard, how can you do such lewd things with me… How can we become the kind of relationship that does such things, how…
“……”
Then Kwon Yunsu’s vision went dark.
The Lee Euishin he knew had a temperament that absolutely had to accomplish what he decided to do to be satisfied. Isn’t he a lofty prince who has nothing to fear in the world? When the guy ground his teeth and opposed the trip, hadn’t he gotten hit in the back of the head by scammers when it wasn’t even in his fate?
And something he’d forgotten suddenly came to mind. …Those scammers, you took care of that? Talking about me to relatives so splendid your eyes spin, with characters for “four generations” lined up?
‘What have you been doing lately?’
‘It’s none of your business.’
…He said it was none of my business…
I didn’t know anything. I didn’t know because I didn’t want to know. Living comfortably eating the food you gave me, I treated you like an idiot. When you said I fucked up your life, when did you do such admirable things…
“Can I win…”
This was a kind of fight. Though he desperately wanted to avoid it, because he acted oblivious, a fight eventually happened. Can I win? Can we get along well again? With that bastard who took me and did lewd things until my soul left, and made my earlobes and nape and inside of arms all mottled…
“……”
What the hell do I want to do?
How can I beat you?
He thought for a long time looking at the ceiling, but no answer came. Whether because of his own weakness that hates conflict, or because he knows Lee Euishin who’s excessively strong at competition, …or just because he doesn’t want to win.
I don’t know.
Perhaps it’s still “because I don’t want to know.”
It was gloomy and depressing.
He spent the whole day sleeping. With his phone off, he slept all day and drank soju with pork belly with his father who came home late at night. Because father kept bringing up Lee Euishin, he unintentionally became an immature kid whose puberty came late.
The next day he cleaned. Not knowing what tools were where, he kept calling Kwon Yunju, and while cursing all sorts of ways, his older sister gave him a video lecture. It was a day that emptied his mind, body, and even brain. The brain wrinkles becoming smooth here was thanks to the life shock that struck in the middle of the night. While washing his sweat-soaked body, he kept getting hard below and humiliatingly masturbated—that stroking the little guy was humiliating was shocking, feeling unfamiliar and fearful about the body he saw every day was shocking, and thinking of Lee Euishin’s tongue ransacking his mouth at the moment of climax was a world-collapsing shock. So surprised, he fainted as soon as he lay on the bed.
On Friday, comparing the store-bought side dishes his father had stocked up on with what Lee Euishin had made for him put a strain on his heart from the morning. After seeing off his father heading to work, he continued the deep cleaning from yesterday, took a long nap, and left the house. He was planning to splurge the extra allowance he’d received on filling up the refrigerator.
“Oh… Teacher!”
It was a small town, and all the familiar faces from middle and high school lived nearby. He figured he’d greet someone or other if he went somewhere crowded, but he never expected it to be his homeroom teacher from his second year of high school. It took less than a minute for them to recognize each other’s faces happily, recall the distance between teacher and student, and exchange awkward pleasantries. He’d come home for once, running an errand for his wife on the way back from work, which school are you at, when you were in which class of which school you were so-and-so—having talked up to that point, what would follow next was obvious.
“Which university did you end up going to?”
When he sheepishly mentioned the school name,
“Ah, I remember. Kwon Yunsu who hit the jackpot on the college entrance exam. You were Lee Euishin’s desk partner, that’s right.”
…Lee Euishin’s name suddenly came up.
At that guy’s name popping up at an unexpected moment, Kwon Yunsu’s throat went stiff and his cheeks flushed hot. Apart from contacting Kwon Yunju, he hadn’t even looked at his phone for two days.
“…Yes, we go to the same school.”
“He really did well by you.”
What do you mean? He barely suppressed the surge rising within him. And then,
“Once he started tutoring you, his grades just stopped climbing, so among us teachers we even said stuff like, ‘Is that kid trying to go to the same university as his friend?'”
…At the words that continued beyond his imagination, his breath caught.
“What…?”
Could it be interpreted that way? Clearly, starting from that winter…
“…Nah, as if.”
That bastard isn’t that much of an idiot.
