In the past, he had believed without doubt that when morning came after spending the night with Chahyun, he would be happy. It was thanks to being certain they would become closer and their love would deepen. And now, for exactly the same reason, he was unsettled.
He was worried that Chahyun might become excessively attached to him because of this. At least Yiyoung was used to breakups, but Chahyun was different. Chahyun was someone who didn’t even know what that was like and had cheerfully asked Yiyoung to date him for just two more months.
He hoped that breaking up with him wouldn’t be too difficult for Chahyun. Yiyoung blinked as he looked up at the sleeping Chahyun’s handsome face.
‘…But some people become indifferent right after sleeping together.’
Having also lost his virginity, if Chahyun’s interest waned saying his business with Yiyoung was now finished, that would rather be fortunate. One Yiyoung was enough to cry and make a fuss over heartbreak. He hoped Chahyun would hurt only a little if possible. As long as his memory didn’t return, he probably would.
Before being consumed by the gloomy mood washing over him like waves, Yiyoung gave Chahyun’s chin a peck and hurriedly closed his eyes. Fortunately, he fell asleep right away.
***
When Yiyoung blinked his eyes open again, it was daylight.
Whether the blackout curtains in the living room had been pulled wide open, his entire view was bright. However, lying on his side snugly held in Chahyun’s embrace, all Yiyoung could see was the white cotton t-shirt he was wearing. Before long, he felt Chahyun, who had given him an arm pillow, fiddling with the hair at the back of his head.
Yiyoung, who had been nestled with his nose practically buried in Chahyun’s body, unconsciously lifted his head. As if waiting for Yiyoung to move, Chahyun said abruptly.
“Horse dick.”
Without time to bask in the morning’s afterglow, Yiyoung choked up and his face flushed hotly.
He’d expected to be teased with that kind of expression at least once, but he never imagined it would be delivered as a morning greeting. Yiyoung tried to raise his voice angrily.
“Cha! Kuk, khuk.”
But perhaps his throat had completely gone hoarse while sleeping, no sound came out at all. Because of that, Yiyoung couldn’t retort, ‘Chahyun-ssi’s dick is more horse-like, you know?’ Thinking about it carefully, it was childish bickering better left unsaid, so it was rather fortunate.
In any case, shocked by the sensation of having lost his vocal cords, Yiyoung opened and closed his lips. Then Chahyun loosened the arm wrapped around the back of Yiyoung’s neck and checked his face. Chahyun smiled and said.
“I’ll get you water.”
Chahyun carefully withdrew his arm from under Yiyoung’s head, got up, and headed to the kitchen. He was already wearing the long-sleeved cotton t-shirt and shorts Yiyoung had lent him as sleepwear. Having washed the dirty spots here and there, the clothes were slightly wet.
Come to think of it, Yiyoung’s body, which should have had dried fluids here and there, was also clean and dry. Chahyun, who had woken up first, seemed to have wiped him down with something like a wet towel. But that alone couldn’t erase the red and blue bite marks all over his body.
Not only his shoulders, chest, and stomach, but even between his thighs were mottled. Yiyoung blushed at the traces Chahyun had blatantly left by biting and sucking, and pulled the blanket covering his waist up to his shoulders. More precisely, he wanted to pull it up.
The moment he unconsciously tugged at the edge of the blanket and moved his waist slightly, Yiyoung froze with a “Huk.”
A dull pain as if his spine was splitting assaulted him. Besides that, every part of his body ached as if no corner remained intact. Nevertheless, hearing Chahyun’s footsteps returning from the kitchen, he somehow hurriedly covered himself with the blanket.
Chahyun, seeing Yiyoung tightly wrapped in the cotton blanket in just a moment, tilted his head even with a smiling face. Then he handed Yiyoung a cup of water.
Though water was desperately needed, unable to move his body at all, Yiyoung looked at Chahyun with tearful eyes. When he made such a tearful face, Chahyun suddenly knelt beside Yiyoung with an understanding expression.
Chahyun supported Yiyoung’s back with the hand not holding the cup and gently helped him sit up. Despite the careful touch, his whole body creaked so tears welled up in Yiyoung’s eyes.
Even after barely sitting up, he couldn’t take the cup. Seeing that Yiyoung couldn’t put any strength in his arms at all, Chahyun gently grasped his chin and lifted it. Chahyun put the cup to Yiyoung’s lips and tilted it slowly. Cool water moistened his dry, chapped lips.
His eyes snapping open in an instant, Yiyoung hastily gulped the water down. As if energy suddenly surged from somewhere, he even grabbed the cup firmly with both hands.
Perhaps looking quite thirsty, Chahyun tilted the cup rather steeply. Yiyoung didn’t care about the water leaking from the side of his lips and flowing down his chin, gradually tilting his head back and moving his Adam’s apple with gulps. So busy quenching his thirst frantically, he didn’t even notice the cotton blanket draped over his shoulders had slipped down to his waist.
Having emptied the cup in an instant, Yiyoung exhaled the breath he’d been holding with a “Phew.”
At the same time, he let go of the water cup that had been dangling as if hanging on. His body, without a shred of strength left, immediately swayed and was about to collapse onto the bedding.
Then Chahyun, with a startled expression, hurriedly reached out.
“Whoa.”
With a flustered exclamation, Chahyun supported the back of Yiyoung’s neck and waist, visibly relieved as he let out a light sigh. Only after laying Yiyoung down did Chahyun glance at the discarded cup and set it upright beside the bedding. Then he took a position lying on his side facing Yiyoung.
Chahyun, resting his forehead on the fist of the arm propped on the mattress with his elbow, stared intently at Yiyoung. Running his thumb over Yiyoung’s rough lips, he muttered low as if talking to himself.
“Should have made you drink water while doing it, huh?”
“……”
At the seemingly pitying gaze, Yiyoung subtly pulled up the blanket.
The somehow familiar tone was embarrassing. Though the content was tactless, it wasn’t bad that he, who had always used polite formal speech, was talking like a close friend overnight. His voice, much lower and softer than yesterday, was also pleasant to hear.
Yiyoung, feeling his face reddening, pulled the blanket up to above his forehead.
He didn’t know why the back of his neck felt so ticklish. Though he’d always known they liked each other, this was the first time he felt like he’d become close with him. Out of shyness, Yiyoung grumbled for no reason.
“Why aren’t you even embarrassed?”
“What do I have to be embarrassed about?”
He didn’t know. In any case, Yiyoung’s heart was pounding so hard his ears felt stuffy.
As he couldn’t lift his face buried in the cotton blanket like that, he felt Chahyun gently tousling his bangs and then combing them back. It was a touch that automatically conjured the image of him gazing with calm, affectionate eyes. Yiyoung groaned under the blanket.
Then suddenly Chahyun withdrew his hand. Yiyoung unconsciously peeked his eyes out from under the blanket. He saw Chahyun rubbing his lower back with a lightly frowning face. With the low, heavy voice that had been filling the living room until just now completely gone, Chahyun spoke in a tone not much different from usual.
“Can I rest a bit more at Bae Yiyoung-ssi’s place before leaving? I’m a bit stiff too.”
Somehow the mood was broken. Yiyoung felt the heat completely drain from his face.
But having moved without rest all night, even the sturdy Chahyun might feel muscle pain. His member that had been maintaining an erection all along would be stiff too.
In any case, Yiyoung had never planned to send Chahyun off hungry from the start.
Checking the wall clock in the living room, it was close to 10 AM. It happened to be Sunday, a day when he didn’t have to go to work at the whiskey bar. Today at least, it was fine to be as lazy as he wanted.
Yiyoung asked Chahyun in a thoroughly languid voice.
“Want to wash up together? I’ll order lunch after that.”
From the state of his body, it seemed Chahyun had worked hard to wipe him down in his own way, but naturally he should bathe. Moreover, his buttocks were uncomfortable from the fluids seemingly dried stiff inside, and his stomach was gradually starting to hurt. The problem was, he absolutely couldn’t do it alone.
Though he’d said to wash together, in reality it would be a situation of Chahyun’s one-sided help. It felt sad to suddenly become a solitary elderly person in need of care. It was also unfamiliar since he’d never washed with anyone until now.
He could have rested more before washing, but Chahyun, who’d said his waist was stiff, sat up abruptly as soon as Yiyoung finished speaking. Chahyun picked Yiyoung up along with the blanket.
Yiyoung was carried to the bathroom without swaying, held in the embrace of Chahyun, who easily stood up using only his thigh strength in a stable posture with his back straight even while holding him. On the way to the bathroom, Chahyun’s face flushed bright red as he pecked Yiyoung’s cheeks.
