While the security guards who had guided them to their seats exited into the audience corridor and Gi Siyoung exchanged brief greetings with colleagues sitting in front, behind, and beside him, Seungun looked down at the stage on the lower floor.
After a moment, all the lights went out.
As soon as darkness descended, the fans’ cheering began. It was a roar that seemed like it would tear off his eardrums. The fans’ light sticks became one body and swayed back and forth. Soon, as if breaking through that Milky Way wave, an intense beat burst out.
Gi Siyoung pulled the shoulder of Seungun, who was staggering in a daze. Only after forcibly cramming him into the car and fastening his seatbelt did he return to the driver’s seat. Visiting Patrick’s concert venue for their first date was probably the biggest mistake among the mistakes he’d committed this year.
To summarize his review of the performance: first, it wasn’t his style. Loud music, blaring beats, fans’ loud voices. There wasn’t just one or two things that grated on him. He barely endured it because there were eyes watching, when he wanted to plug his eardrums.
Gi Siyoung’s plan to place significance on having attended and leave early couldn’t be executed because of Im Seungun, who watched with concentration so intense it was worrying he might fall to the first floor. Gi Siyoung glanced sideways with a dubious face. Seungun was still staring straight ahead with an expression as if he remained inside that concert hall.
“Won’t you snap out of it?”
“A completely different world.”
“……”
Seungun’s cheeks, as he slowly turned his head, were flushed.
“Me, that was the first time I saw something like that! When Patrick suddenly descended from the ceiling… Didn’t that hurt? I think he was wearing a wire. And when he rode the cart around the second floor, that’s when he spotted us and waved, right?”
“I do that kind of thing too. I’ve jumped down wearing wires countless times too. And do you think Im Seungun-ssi’s face would be visible from Patrick’s position? Everyone would look smaller than a cotton swab head.”
Gi Siyoung spoke sarcastically. When filming action movies, Gi Siyoung jumped down, rolled, and got injured every time. <Affair> was like that too. Following him around and watching action filming every single day—he was displeased with Im Seungun chattering away being so amazed at someone comfortably moving while hanging their body on just some wire, going between the first and second floors on a moving cart while singing.
“It’s because the afterglow hasn’t settled yet.”
As Seungun trailed off, a growling sound thundered from his stomach.
“Well, well.”
Gi Siyoung let out a hollow laugh. Having jumped around so much holding a light stick, he couldn’t help but be hungry. Only then did Seungun sneak a glance at Gi Siyoung’s mood. It seemed like only he had a good day.
**Actor who came to Patrick’s first concert today (random warning)**
**(Photo of Gi Siyoung**
**Source: OP)**
**· Huh? Were the two of them close?**
**· Didn’t Patrick invite him?**
**· Lol Patrick is a successful fan. He’s been gushing about being a Gi Siyoung fan since way back.**
**· But who’s next to Gi Siyoung. He’s handsome lol Is he a rookie actor from their agency. Didn’t they bring him for viral marketing?**
**· That’s his manager**
**· Manager?**
**⤷ Yup. He appeared on Come On, Play On**
**⤷ Manager is my type**
**⤷ Manager is my type 222**
**· Mosaic ordinary people please**
**⤷ No mosaic on Patrick’s SNS either. Then it’s allowed. Read the notice again and come back**
**· Did Gi Siyoung watch the concert until the end?**
**· I sat in a seat close to Gi Siyoung today and he’s really fucking handsome in person ;; The performance didn’t enter my eyes, I kept looking at him**
**· Even with the blurry quality what’s with those features. Men are all about the T-zone after all.**
**· Seems like they haven’t worked together long but going to a concert together? Unexpected**
**· But isn’t everything the manager is wearing luxury brands? That stuff is fucking expensive**
**⤷ What brand is it?**
Dinner was beef steak at a hotel restaurant. However, Seungun couldn’t focus on his meal at all. It was because Gi Siyoung in a low-pressure state was particularly noticeable. If there was a point he overlooked while being excited alone, it was that Gi Siyoung always preferred quiet things.
“……”
There was no way such a person would have welcomed Patrick’s noisy concert venue. Someone sensitive to noise, sensitive to scents, and picky about his surroundings—he sat trapped for over two hours in an enclosed space where sounds boomed in a place where so many people gathered, in the middle of artificial scents spreading indoors intermittently due to special effects.
Right now, Gi Siyoung was probably regretting his choice tremendously. His clothes weren’t even decent so he had to buy and dress him in clothes at the department store, and he might have concluded that there was no need to bother spending money and time meeting such an oblivious partner. Seungun put down his fork on his plate. If he wanted to take back all of this, he was willing to comply.
“Siyoung-ssi.”
“What. Should I order more for you?”
“Do you perhaps want to take it back?”
Gi Siyoung tilted his head questioningly.
“Take what back?”
“What you said about meeting me.”
“……”
“If you’ve changed your mind even now, you can act like you never said those words.”
Gi Siyoung narrowed his eyebrows. Seungun pondered for a moment. About how to explain so it would stick in his ears.
“Why, when buying products too, consumers can exchange or return them if they don’t like them. Like that…”
“Listen.”
“Yes?”
“Are you done eating?”
“Ah, yes.”
“Then stop the nonsense and get up.”
Gi Siyoung spoke in a flat voice, and Seungun stood up awkwardly.
“Wh-where are you going?”
“I booked a room.”
“Ah, yes.”
Once the two of them got on the elevator alone, he became more conscious. Well, considering the cost and time Gi Siyoung spent today, it was human nature to pay the price. One night or so.
As he rolled his eyes to gauge the atmosphere, pink was spreading across the nape of Gi Siyoung’s neck, who hadn’t drunk even one glass of wine. It happened to be black knitwear, making the color contrast even more distinct. Seungun reached out and rubbed his nape.
“What?”
Gi Siyoung turned around sharply.
“I thought you had an allergic reaction. Your neck is red.”
“……”
His nape was still turning red.
“Are you perhaps embarrassed about going to have sex right now?”
“……”
Everything was unusually difficult to do with Im Seungun. Even in Bali, such things fell through twice. He was at the point of wondering if he should turn off his phone from now on. Gi Siyoung glared at Seungun as if it wasn’t worth answering, but his reddened nape had no intention of settling down anytime soon.
As soon as the elevator door opened, Gi Siyoung grabbed Seungun’s wrist. He could feel the urgency that not a moment could be delayed.
“No, wait a moment, Siyoung-ssi.”
As if someone was chasing them, he unlocked it and practically threw the card inside and stepped in. In the pitch-black interior, the two people’s glass-bead-like gazes intertwined.
It was a place too regrettable to spend just one night and leave. Beyond the large window, the night view sparkled. The lights of high-rise buildings spread widely, the color of car headlights crossing over the river, stars twinkling densely in the sky dyed deep navy blue. A scene where countless lights lived and breathed was just beyond the wide glass window.
“Are you thinking about something else with me right in front of you?”
Gi Siyoung violently pushed Seungun, whose mind was captivated by the night view. When he turned his head sideways to avoid the persistent obsession, he followed by the same amount. Seungun gave up on avoiding. When he placed his hands on the sturdy shoulders, his body floated up and he plopped down on the wide king-size bed behind him. Gi Siyoung, who climbed on top of him in an instant, buried his face in Seungun’s neck while gritting his teeth.
“Thinking about rolling around like this, food wouldn’t go down my throat.”
“W-wait a moment, too sudden—!”
“Aren’t fully grown men allowed to be in a hurry?”
Hot breath clung persistently. Gi Siyoung, who swayed upright, crossed both hands and took off the thin V-neck knit clinging to his body in one breath. The curved muscles of his upper body swelled abundantly.
Seungun was a bit overwhelmed by the man before his eyes who crushed him like attacking. When he secretly moved by pushing the bed sheet upward with his buttocks, he grabbed Seungun’s pants waistband and pulled him back down so he couldn’t go anywhere. The pants with tons of zeros attached to the price stretched easily.
“I couldn’t think about anything else all day today because I wanted to dress you in my taste and strip you in my taste.”
Gi Siyoung mercilessly stripped off clothes that easily cost hundreds per piece as if tearing colored paper. Seungun’s face turned blank at the fabric being torn to shreds before his eyes.
“Today, the damn fire alarm won’t go off either.”
“……”
“That bothersome Patrick bastard won’t come either.”
“……”
“It’s going to be amazingly good sex.”
