—No, hyung. Listen. If someone who turns pale when they drink suddenly turns red, and someone who unconditionally stays until the end suddenly goes home in the middle, wouldn’t Manager Park worry too, not just me?
Why is this bastard suddenly bringing up that crazy bastard Manager Park? Irritation surged up before the thought ‘is he drunk?’
“Whatever, I’m fine so just go on your way.”
—No… you didn’t answer your phone so much I thought you collapsed and was catching a taxi to go there.
Question marks filled my head. First of all, how does he know where my house is to come? More than that, why is he coming to find me whether I collapsed or died?
Not even wanting to ask, I grimaced in disgust and just hung up the phone. Really, there was nothing I liked about him except his dick.
***
It started from that day. My life boarding the express train to ruin.
It was true that I masturbated imagining Seo Heejin’s dick as soon as I got home, but I’d drunk quite a lot anyway, and honestly, I thought I’d think about it for one day and forget. But that was my miscalculation.
“I told you to let me know when you come down.”
My shoulders flinched embarrassingly at the gentle voice that suddenly came from behind. Can’t I even pick ice cream comfortably at the convenience store now?
A long arm that stretched out passed me and rummaged inside the ice cream freezer. If it were before, I wouldn’t have thought anything of it, but the warmth touching near my waist bothered me enough to want to die.
The thing touching me right now, is it his dick? Whether it’s a dick or not, what difference does it make, my heart pounded wondering if it was a dick or not.
“Found it. Hyung, you came down to eat this, right?”
In Seo Heejin’s white, pretty hands were two chocolate-flavored Jjujjubars.
“Uh, yeah. Right.”
Unlike my clingy heart, Seo Heejin, who cleanly separated, walked to the register holding both ice creams.
“Seo Heejin, give me mine.”
“I’ll buy them today, hyung.”
Even normally, when we ran into colleagues by chance at the underground convenience store or company cafe, buying for each other and getting treats was basic, so it wasn’t a particularly new statement.
Before I could say anything, Seo Heejin finished paying and turned around, and I pretended to look at the Jjujjubar thrust out at me while lowering my gaze to stare at the lower body beyond it.
Yeah, fuck. This was the problem these days. Whenever I ran into Seo Heejin, my gaze fixed not on the person but on the dick.
“Thanks. I’ll buy next time.”
My gaze that I forcibly raised to his face while greeting lost self-control again and dropped down with a thud.
Looking at it like this, the wrinkles in the dress pants seemed like they were the shape of a dick. Can’t he store his dick while erect, so does he lay it sideways? Then are those wrinkles extending to his thigh all dick?
“Yunwoo hyung?”
Ah, I must have stared too hard.
“Huh?”
“You had a team dinner yesterday, right? You must have drunk a lot?”
While listening to the creepily sweet voice, I pretended to be nonchalant and broke off the tip, and Seo Heejin’s hand reached over and naturally took the tip part.
What, is he showing off because he bought it?
“Hyung, you don’t eat the tip anyway.”
Seo Heejin’s red lips bit into the tip he took with a nom. It wasn’t wrong, but knowing every single thing like this was uncomfortable. Seo Heejin, who read my eyes protesting discomfort, gave an eye smile.
“Hyung’s pattern is too exactly the same every time. After drinking, you come to the convenience store at 10:30 and buy chocolate-flavored Jjujjubar. You always don’t eat the tip and throw it away.”
“Yeah, let’s say that’s true.”
Getting annoyed, I answered roughly and sat on the bench in front of the convenience store, and Seo Heejin stood in front of me. This was also the same position selection as usual. These days, I wished he’d please sit next to me. Otherwise, my eyes that don’t know restraint would only aim at his crotch again.
“Hyung, you really drank a lot. Why are you so out of it today?”
I sucked on the Jjujjubar without any reply. How nice would it be if what was in my mouth wasn’t a Jjujjubar but Seo Heejin’s dick? I’m confident I’d suck it really hard.
“Ha…”
A sigh leaked out naturally because I was pathetic for continuing such an absurd imagination. Whether because of my sigh, Seo Heejin plopped down in a squat and stared up at me.
“Hyung, is something wrong?”
Looking at his sparkling face, the delusions and sexual desire that had been surging endlessly scattered in an instant. Thank goodness. Because Seo Heejin had a pretty face that was the exact opposite of my type.
If he had a manly face with strong features, thick eyebrows, and fierce eyes without double eyelids, I might have pushed him down right away and pulled out his dick first, colleague or whatever.
Seo Heejin’s delicate face thankfully prevented me from going to the police station.
“No. Thanks for worrying.”
The reason was different, but the thanks was really, truly sincere.
***
Thinking ‘it’ll pass, it’ll pass’ had already been going on for two weeks. When I met Seo Heejin, whether it was in the middle of the office, on the main street in front of the company, or in the company cafeteria where all employees came and went, my gaze automatically went downward.
When I masturbated, I naturally thought of Seo Heejin’s dick. Now, even though it should be fading from memory, perhaps because I’d imagined it so much, it remained in my head so vividly I could draw it with my eyes closed.
Moreover, the desire to see it one more time was so intense. When I saw signs that Seo Heejin, visible diagonally to the right from my seat, was going to the bathroom, I reached the point where my butt fidgeted without me knowing. Because I wanted to follow. Because I wanted to secretly peek.
Others said they got lovesick and suffered heartache. I wasn’t struggling with Lovesickness but with Dicksickness.
This couldn’t go on. No matter how much I liked handsome dicks, shouldn’t I at least be able to function in daily life?
Thanks to Seo Heejin Junior constantly coming to mind whether eating, working, commuting, or lying down to sleep, I felt like I was going to get a mental illness. There was even the fear that at this rate, I’d think of Seo Heejin’s dick even just breathing.
So I decided to avoid Seo Heejin. With the mindset ‘it’s because I keep seeing his face, if I don’t see him, I’ll gradually forget.’
First, I changed my seat. It was absurd for a low-level employee to change office seating arrangements with another person, so I placed my monitor at a point where Seo Heejin was visible and adjusted the height so it blocked him perfectly. Just raising my head, my gaze would reflexively go diagonally to the right, but once my view was blocked, I became a bit psychologically stable.
Next was avoiding running into him while going back and forth. Meticulous Seo Heejin had already figured out not just my but all the colleagues’ movement routes.
In fact, Seo Heejin often posted chats in the colleague group chat like ‘Isn’t it time for Hyungtae hyung to be hungry?’, ‘Kihun hyung should go drink coffee,’ ‘Four o’clock. Time for Yunwoo hyung to go to the convenience store.’
So I decided to change all my movements. I set alarms differently by day of the week to randomly change my commute and leaving times, and decided to reluctantly endure the convenience store. As a result, at least meeting alone at the convenience store disappeared.
The problem was colleague gatherings. Only five people were assigned to headquarters, and with one gone and four remaining, the remaining colleagues stuck together tightly.
So if someone said they had no one from their team to eat lunch with, we’d swarm over with a chivalrous spirit to eat together, and if someone said they were depressed from being chewed out at work, we’d swarm over again to drink together.
When it was me eating alone or getting chewed out, it was grateful and touching, but in other words, it meant situations to run into Seo Heejin could happen anytime.
Kim Hyungtae
Lunch call today? 11:34
Oblivious Kim Hyungtae suddenly called out. What excuse should I make to skip? After pondering for a while, I came up with a typical, simple method.
I’m dieting starting today so pass 11:35
Song Kihun
Did Jeong Yunwoo’s body management cycle come around? 11:35
Who knew that me periodically packing lunch boxes for dieting would be this helpful?
Honestly, with an average face, average height, everything average, the only body part I could control was my body. Exercise and diet were basic elements for building a body. Without even this, it was clear no one would even glance at me.
Although I didn’t have a prepared lunch box today, thanks to that I smoothly avoided the lunch appointment. With this excuse, I wouldn’t have to see Seo Heejin at lunch for a while. For lunch, I could just buy convenience store chicken breast and sweet potato and eat roughly.
“Phew…”
A small sigh flowed out because I was proud of myself for passing it off naturally.
When I was looking at the Excel file messily floating before my eyes again, warm warmth was suddenly plopped on my shoulder.
“Yunwoo hyung.”
My body, which hadn’t been startled by the touch, reacted to the gentle voice and flinched noticeably even to my eyes.
When I awkwardly turned to the side, I first saw a white shirt neatly tucked into pants, and then my gaze naturally went not upward where the face was located but downward where the dick was, as if it were obvious.
This damn conditioned reflex. When I forcibly raised my head, Seo Heejin was smiling brightly.
“Eat together just until today and diet starting tomorrow—”
Is dragging out the end of words aegyo?
