TAKE 10
Exhausted Seungun’s eyes were quietly closed. The drip-drip sound of medication filled the empty living room. When Seungun woke up, he would just think he had collapsed from lack of energy. He wouldn’t know that Gi Siyoung had mixed a small amount of sleeping pills into the stew when cooking.
A body without tolerance became vulnerable quickly like in Bali. Given Im Seungun’s personality, it was obvious he would refuse even bringing a doctor to this house to receive an IV. So this was the optimal method he chose.
Once he was completely asleep, Gi Siyoung called the medical staff. The medical staff belonging to the company who occasionally visited his house wore the same attire as usual. Without even looking around Seungun’s unfamiliar house, they only administered the IV as Gi Siyoung requested.
After the doctor left, Gi Siyoung cleaned up the messy dining table. He went to the cramped kitchen utility room to throw away the trash. Inside, many miscellaneous items were piled up. It seemed to show his stagnant life.
“It’s been a while since I’ve seen this kind of top-loading washing machine.”
It was a washing machine he’d only encountered as a drama prop. Inside the top-loading washing machine placed alone were clothes not yet washed. In the laundry basket next to it, worn clothes were chaotically piled up. And yet he was someone who even changed his socks before entering someone else’s house.
He was about to leave the utility room as is, but turned his head for a moment. Crumpled underwear was placed carelessly on top of the basket.
“……”
Gi Siyoung brought the crumpled underwear as if drawn to something. It was gray underwear with nothing special about it. There wasn’t even a brand name written on it, and it was full of wear from being worn a lot. Gi Siyoung unconsciously brought the underwear to his nose. Hmm. And he took a deep breath.
After removing it from the tip of his nose, he wondered if it was really worn. Why does it smell so much like soap? Looking down at the underwear that smelled better than expected with a frowning face, he sniffed it thoroughly.
Gi Siyoung, who had been inspecting it to the point where anyone watching would suspect he was about to put it over his face, soon rolled up the underwear with a face that wasn’t unpleasant at all and shoved it back into the laundry basket.
Exploring the underwear he wore while leaving the sleeping person. Gi Siyoung rubbed his somehow heating nape with his palm. On the living room bed, Seungun was still sleeping without any movement. That made sense.
He had caused that ruckus at the hospital where he was taken after fainting. Despite being skinny, he was also strong. Seungun’s complexion as he slept soundly without any sign of discomfort was much better than when he’d seen him on set.
“……”
Gi Siyoung, who had been looking down at the deeply sleeping Seungun, impulsively put his hand on his pants buckle. There was no hesitation in the following action. After pulling down his pants, he soon stood holding his member that was forming a firm shape over his briefs.
Gi Siyoung pressed one knee on the bed and leaned his body. He thrust his large glans head at Seungun’s face that was tilted to the right. He gently rubbed his lips with the tip. The glans touched the dry lips. It was somewhat rough.
While exhaling a languid breath, he slowly parted between Seungun’s plump lower and upper lips with the split tip of his glans. He had no intention of putting it inside. However, Seungun’s tongue reflexively touched the glans outside his parting lips.
Gi Siyoung rubbed his member that was erect enough to stick to his lower abdomen. Every time he pushed his member toward the face, the member that had swollen in size poked Seungun’s lips here and there. Every time it touched his lips, Seungun’s tongue darted out like a snake.
“Haa.”
Gi Siyoung clenched his molars. Veins bulged on the large hand gripping his member. Strength was fully concentrated in each knuckle. The thing that deliberately crossed Seungun’s face was almost covering his face. The soft skin rubbed here and there on Seungun’s face.
Every time the skin moved, Seungun’s skin wriggled along with it. Gi Siyoung threw back his head and moved his wrist faster. The soft fuzz heated up his cock shaft that had become extremely sensitive.
“Haa, ah….”
Gi Siyoung let out a wet moan and lowered his eyes. Sleeping Seungun had no idea in his dreams what the person who had given him an IV in broad daylight was doing to his sleeping face. Looking at that idiotic face, pleasure swept through him to a bewildering degree.
After finishing masturbating, Gi Siyoung stared at the semen that had splattered on Seungun’s face and the semen remaining on his hands. He wiped Seungun’s lips with the intention of cleaning them, but somehow it just ended up looking like he’d forcibly shoved it into his mouth. Falling silently into thought, he headed back to the kitchen utility room.
He brought the worn gray underwear he’d buried his nose in earlier. With it, he first wiped his hands and his drenched member. And he also cleanly wiped his own semen from Seungun’s face. He crumpled the dampened underwear as is and threw it back into the laundry basket.
The interior was quiet as if nothing had happened, but hot heat lingered around the bed. Gi Siyoung pulled over a dining table chair and sat down with an indifferent expression. He didn’t know when Im Seungun would wake up, but he intended to nobly guard this spot until he woke up. Thinking of Seungun who wouldn’t know anything even when he opened his eyes, he laughed like a senseless fool.
Seungun woke up in the middle of the night. The interior was darker than the pitch-black night sky. As soon as he got up, he became thirsty. His mouth was stuffy.
Seungun, who got up unconsciously wiping his lips with the back of his hand, almost screamed in surprise. Gi Siyoung was sitting by the bedside. He was dozing with his arms crossed, nodding his head. He called his name softly, “Gi Siyoung-ssi?” but there was no movement.
“Gi Siyoung-ssi.”
He gently shook his body. Then Siyoung’s long eyes opened, focusing in and out. Waking up, he briefly grasped the situation and raised his head. It was the first time sitting in such an uncomfortable chair for a long time. The more he sat, the more the chair only hurt his body.
He stretched fully while frowning. His heavily styled hair was perfect without a single hair out of place no matter how he moved, even though a lot of time had passed.
“You should change the furniture. Thinking about sitting here every time I come is torture.”
“Why change a perfectly good chair? I find it comfortable.”
“That’s because Seungun-ssi has a small butt.”
“Anyway, what is this IV? Did I collapse again?”
“Is this work hard for you?”
“What?”
“I heard people collapse when stress and overwork reach their peak. The blood test you did first at the hospital during the day also came back. They said your inflammation levels are high.”
It wasn’t Gi Siyoung’s fault. Rather, Seungun was the type to feel elated when he recognized himself doing proper work among people. In the darkness, Gi Siyoung was staring with eyes asking for the truth.
“No, it’s never been hard. Rather, working with Gi Siyoung-ssi is fun. The people I work with are also good, and when I work I feel proud too. I’ve done everything in my life so far. Among all those things, this job is the best. Still, it seems like I keep showing this kind of appearance in front of Gi Siyoung-ssi. I’m not frail.”
“……”
A somehow urgent explanation burst out. He made excuses without even catching his breath, worried that Gi Siyoung might tell him not to come to the set from tomorrow. After finishing speaking, he was even out of breath. As he smacked his lips with his parched tongue, Gi Siyoung casually asked.
“Why? Is something strange?”
“What? What is?”
“You were smacking your lips.”
Gi Siyoung said while playfully swinging one of his crossed legs.
“No. My mouth is dry.”
“Wait. I’ll get you water.”
Strangely kind, Gi Siyoung obediently got up, took out a water cup from the kitchen, poured water, and handed it to Seungun. Seungun gulped down the water. His dry mouth and throat soon became moist. Gi Siyoung lightly sat on Seungun’s bed as he wiped his mouth somewhat satisfied. Creeeak— the sound of springs tilting rang out. Seungun looked at distant mountains for no reason.
“It’s already so late, you should have gone home.”
“Can you only say thank you like that?”
“……”
“I saw Im Seungun-ssi collapsed and groaning in sleep, and I imagined rolling around together on this bed. Then I dozed off in that chair even beggars wouldn’t sit in.”
“Being too honest is also a disease, Gi Siyoung-ssi.”
“Am I still a mistake to you? No matter how I think about it, I don’t seem like a mistake.”
A subdued voice asked politely. Gi Siyoung was someone who had nothing to fear in the world. He was someone with enough magnetism to turn the entire world to his side. In contrast, Seungun was shabby beyond ordinary. If it weren’t for President Gu’s schemes, he wouldn’t have even been in the same space as Gi Siyoung until the day he died.
