Yeoul, who stood in the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves as if he was thinking of cooking.
Though it was late, he wanted to make a snack for Dawoon hyung. With the desire to do something for him who must have been surprised, he rummaged through the refrigerator.
“Why is there so much….”
The refrigerator, which had been completely empty, was packed so full there were no gaps. This was something that never happened at Sau Guild’s dorm.
The Leader mainly ate out with his younger brother, and Yeoul also roughly grabbed meals in between work, so the kitchen mainly just smelled of coffee.
It seemed like there had been a subtle smell of ramen lately, but looking back, it seems the culprit had been Dawoon hyung.
Yeoul scanned the refrigerator filled with healthy ingredients and lowered his eyes. Without even asking, the Leader must have bought them. Looking at the pot, it seemed he’d cooked for him too.
Yeoul, who slightly opened the pot lid, had the corners of his mouth droop down. His own food always burned, but inside the pot was food that looked delicious at a glance.
“What are you doing?”
Just then, Dawoon, who came down from upstairs, came over to the kitchen. Yeoul, who had been standing with the door wide open even though the refrigerator warning sound was ringing, finally closed the refrigerator door and the pot lid too.
“There’s so much inside, I was looking around. Hyung, should I make you a late-night snack?”
“No, I ate a lot during the day so I’m full.”
“Then I’ll make something in advance for you to eat tomorrow morning. What do you want to eat?”
“It’s okay, Yeoul. You shouldn’t cook if you can help it.”
At the firm refusal, Yeoul leaned his back against the refrigerator door with a disappointed and hurt expression. He wanted to do everything for him. He was hurt that Dawoon hyung didn’t seem to want anything from him.
Just then, Dawoon, who approached Yeoul, suddenly grabbed and raised his arm.
“Why is your wrist like this?”
“What?”
Dawoon sharply pulled Yeoul’s thick arm and examined his wrist closely.
“You have a bruise. Isn’t it broken?”
Not only did Yeoul’s one wrist have a severe dark red bruise, but it was even swollen. An Esper’s solid skin wouldn’t be this damaged from a simple bone fracture.
“How did you get hurt? Was it a dangerous situation?”
Since Yeoul was someone who got injured as rarely as Ryu Taeha, this was the first time seeing him with a bruise. While other Espers lived with countless scratches and wounds, the two always maintained a clean appearance.
What kind of monster did he face for his bone to break? When Dawoon worried and was taking off his gloves to heal him.
“The Leader did it. There’s no way I’d get hurt by a monster.”
“The Leader? Why?”
Dawoon’s eyes widened at the answer he hadn’t expected at all. At that reaction, Yeoul, who rather hesitated, looked down at him.
“Well… at the annex.”
“At the annex what? When I was getting examined?”
Dawoon, who had left first before Yeoul rushed at Ryu Taeha, had no idea about the situation afterward. Yeoul, who forgot this, thought he’d brought up something unnecessary and changed the subject.
He thought hyung would hate him more if he knew he had charged at the Leader first.
“No, just. I just got hurt.”
“You just got hurt?”
“Yes.”
Yeoul turned his body toward the water purifier to avoid Dawoon’s piercing gaze.
“Hyung, should I make you tea? What do you want to drink?”
Perhaps because he changed the topic too obviously, the gaze sticking to his back became even more piercing. Yeoul took out the tea bag container from the drawer and tried to speak nonchalantly.
“Since it’s hot, should I make it cold? I’m good at this kind of thing.”
While adding the boast and trying to take out a teacup, Dawoon grabbed Yeoul’s arm and turned his body around.
“Yeoul.”
“…Yes.”
“Tell me honestly.”
Dawoon wrapped Yeoul’s wrist with a serious expression. Along with the warm energy slowly flowing in, the swelling in his wrist began to subside.
“At least don’t hide anything from me.”
At his serious expression, Yeoul’s face also darkened. Yeoul looked at Dawoon who was healing him and gently nodded his head.
“Tell me in detail. Why did you get hurt?”
Yeoul, who looked down at Dawoon’s pure white hands, bit his lips for a moment. Eventually, he opened his mouth and confessed the situation in a very small voice. He didn’t hide the fact that he had thrown a punch at the Leader first either.
“You… hit first. The Leader.”
Yeoul ambiguously nodded his head.
Actually, he didn’t manage to hit him, but he didn’t want to go as far as saying he charged but failed. Yeoul, recalling the Leader who lightly dodged his fist, chewed on his inner cheek.
“It wasn’t that serious a situation. I just got heated for a moment.”
“You hit someone just because you got heated?”
Dawoon’s expression hardened more rigidly than ever before. Yeoul, who was rather flustered seeing such Dawoon, was at a loss for words. Because hyung was so serious, he couldn’t think of what to say.
“You….”
Dawoon, who stopped speaking, bit his lower lip.
“Hyung, are you okay?”
Startled Yeoul quickly supported Dawoon, who was pressing his chest firmly as if his stomach was upset.
“Do you feel like vomiting? Should we go to the bathroom?”
“No, it’s fine. Just bring me water.”
Instead of heading to the bathroom, Dawoon sat in a dining table chair. Yeoul immediately brought water while checking Dawoon’s complexion, which had turned pale in an instant.
“Don’t you need to go to the hospital? Should I call someone?”
Dawoon, who shook his head, swallowed the lukewarm water and pointed to the chair next to him.
“You sit too.”
Yeoul followed Dawoon’s words without complaint. He looked ready to immediately throw his body if Dawoon told him to jump out the window right now.
Dawoon first slowly drank all the water. Worry and anxiety hovered over Yeoul’s face as he waited for his following words.
Was hitting the Leader that big of a shock? Why? It’s not like he killed him.
“Go Yeoul.”
Dawoon, who opened his mouth after a long silence, looked at Yeoul.
“…Yes, hyung.”
Tense Yeoul answered while watching Dawoon’s mood. He planned to apologize no matter what was said. However, Dawoon’s following words were completely different from Yeoul’s expectations.
“Do you really want to be partners with me?”
Yeoul tilted his head. His expression showed he was puzzled about why this was being asked at this timing.
“Yes, I want to.”
That didn’t mean he hesitated in his answer though.
“Sincerely?”
“Of course sincerely. I’ve never been insincere with you, hyung.”
Dawoon swept his face lengthily. As if trying to read Yeoul’s sincerity, he stared at him intently with bare eyes, then soon clenched his fist as if determined.
“Then, let’s do it.”
“……”
“Let’s be sex partners.”
Yeoul’s lips parted smoothly. His face became blank in an instant as he slipped while trying to follow the sudden flow of conversation.
“Are you… serious…?”
“Yeah, I’m serious. But there’s a condition. If you don’t plan to keep it, we won’t do it.”
“I’ll keep it.”
Yeoul answered immediately.
“I’ll keep everything. Whatever you say, hyung, I can do it all.”
He had an expression that really looked like he’d do absolutely anything, so Dawoon secretly swallowed a breath of relief.
“Never do things I hate.”
“Of course. I won’t.”
“Answer seriously.”
Dawoon firmly grabbed both of Yeoul’s arms.
“From now on, you absolutely can’t act violently. No matter what situation, you must endure unconditionally. Endure and tell me.”
Yeoul paused for a moment before nodding his head.
“I understand. I’ll endure unconditionally.”
As if to show it wasn’t a lightly spoken answer, he deliberately slowly chewed through the words and spoke.
“Even if you have bad thoughts, tell me right away. Don’t hide even trivial things.”
This time too, Yeoul, who first answered with a nod, slyly touched knees with Dawoon.
“Don’t worry, hyung. I keep my promises well.”
A low voice clung close. He answered without a single moment of hesitation as if he’d been waiting only for this moment, saying he’d even write a blood oath if hyung wanted.
Dawoon, who observed such Yeoul closely, decided to first trust his answer. He couldn’t miss this opportunity that had rolled in.
“The blood oath is fine. I’ll trust you.”
He lightly tapped Yeoul’s smooth cheek and urged him to definitely keep his promise. He decided to think about the acts to perform as sex partners later, and for now just focused on the promise with the guy.
“If you break my words, I’ll never see you again. Got it?”
He didn’t know how much Yeoul liked Jeong Dawoon, but still, looking at the guy’s eyes now, it didn’t seem like a light heart. Dawoon resolved to completely suppress even the faint violence inherent in Yeoul’s heart.
He would not let him give up on his own life and destroy another person’s life. Definitely.
“That won’t happen. Absolutely not.”
Yeoul, who recited softly as if whispering, slowly leaned his upper body toward Dawoon. The distance between the two sitting face to face with their knees touching gradually closed.
“Hyung, promise me too.”
“What promise?”
“That from now on you’ll only spend Heats with me.”
For life, Yeoul’s voice, adding the heavy word, became even lower.
Dawoon briefly moved his lips while looking at his bluish-glowing eyes. He had absolutely no desire to have relations with other people, but for life is a bit….
“If you break your promise, hyung, I’ll break mine too. That’s fair. Right?”
That’s right. Dawoon firmly swallowed a sigh and had no choice but to shake his head up and down refreshingly.
“Yeah, let’s do that. But you absolutely can’t break the promise.”
“You too, hyung.”
Yeoul, who wore a deep smile, couldn’t control his rising emotions and pulled Dawoon into an embrace.
“Dawoon hyung.”
From their touching chests, a worryingly fast beating was transmitted again. Dawoon understood the meaning of that beating.
“I’ll really treat you well.”
Yeoul, who gently wrapped the back of Dawoon’s head, turned his head. At his action that flowed like water, Dawoon couldn’t even think to avoid it and ended up meeting his approaching lips.
“……”
A soft sensation touched deeply against Dawoon’s lips and then fell away. It was a light peck, not a kiss.
Nevertheless, Yeoul was shy with his cheeks dyed red. Despite being the one who thrust his lips forward on his own, he couldn’t properly meet Dawoon’s eyes.
“Hyung… don’t worry about anything. From now on I’ll protect you, hyung.”
“…Yeah. Thanks.”
Dawoon, who inadvertently pecked with Yeoul, couldn’t even think to question it and awkwardly scratched his cheek.
Do partners originally kiss too? Since he didn’t know anything about that, he couldn’t readily speak up.
More than anything, because Yeoul looked too happy, the words about only doing skinship during Heat didn’t come out.
A peck or so… we could do that.
“What are you two doing?”
Just when Dawoon was subtly touching the lips that had touched Yeoul’s, Ryu Taeha’s voice was heard from the living room.
