“Hah, ugh… ngh…”
The owner of the moans, whether in pain or feverish, was definitely Hyun-woong.
‘Really not cautious.’
Jae-min pulled the door handle behind his back to close the door. There was a creaking sound, but Hyun-woong seemed to be in a state where he didn’t notice the presence of someone entering or the sound of the door closing.
However, he seemed to have heard the ‘beep’ sound of the password key locking as the door closed, because the moment that sound rang out, Hyun-woong sharply inhaled. Jae-min also simultaneously held his breath and stopped. He looked down.
Fortunately, Jae-min’s shadow against the door didn’t seem to reach where Hyun-woong was.
“Ngh…”
Judging there was no one there, Hyun-woong let out a small moan again. Jae-min narrowed his eyes, wondering what exactly he was doing in there.
In Jae-min’s imagination, it was one of two things.
Either he’d gotten an erection from having his chest touched by someone earlier and was taking care of it in the bathroom. Or else…
“Hah… my clothes are soaked…”
As Jae-min stood there blankly, rubbing his chin, Hyun-woong’s muttering along with the sound of something dropping pierced his ears. At that moment, Jae-min immediately looked down at the floor. The gap between the door and floor of the bathroom stall Hyun-woong had entered. There was something noticeable there.
A crumpled t-shirt fallen on the floor and whitish liquid pooled next to it. Jae-min’s eyes widened.
“Haagh…”
Creak, a sound came from the door. Hyun-woong’s weight seemed to be leaning on the door. Jae-min gulped.
He couldn’t see Hyun-woong’s appearance inside the bathroom stall, but even without seeing, it was clear. Hyun-woong was currently leaning his forehead against the door while expressing his own milk. As evidence, white liquid continued to drip onto the floor with plop, plop sounds.
From the fact that he’d thrown off his t-shirt rather than his pants, he could tell that where his hands were wasn’t his lower body but his chest.
‘What if someone comes in while he’s expressing milk here?’
Of course, the milk might be trickling out so that the situation was impossible to handle without expressing it immediately. Though he was the culprit who made Hyun-woong like this, Jae-min felt not a shred of guilt as he silently stared at the milk pooling on the floor.
Thinking of Hyun-woong’s large build, the inside of the bathroom stall would be so narrow it would be hard to move properly. He wondered if both walls were touching his shoulders, almost squeezing him in. He pictured in his mind Hyun-woong trapped in a box that was practically custom-made, gripping his chest and expressing milk.
With long, thick fingers gripping pink nipples, gently twisting and turning them…
“Hngh…!”
When Jae-min was deeply immersed in explicit imagination, Hyun-woong’s suppressed moan rang out with good timing. At that moment, as if giving a final squeeze, milk droplets pattered onto the floor.
‘This is kind of… turning me on.’
Kang Hyun-woong gripping his large pectoral muscles while groaning. Kang Hyun-woong whose t-shirt and bare chest would be completely drenched in milk.
It was when Jae-min unconsciously licked his lower lip.
“Hah… Lim Jae-min, you crazy bastard.”
At his own name suddenly being heard, Jae-min straightened his back as if struck by lightning. He was startled, wondering if Hyun-woong had noticed him entering, or even if he’d read his thoughts.
“Why did you suddenly touch my chest…”
But hearing the words that followed, it was just irritation about the earlier bizarre behavior.
‘Th-that startled me.’
His mind snapped to attention. He had to escape before Hyun-woong really noticed he’d entered here. If they ran into each other in this state, neither would have anything to say.
Jae-min, who had steadied his breathing, opened the bathroom door. The password key unlocked with a beeping sound. At that sound, he felt Hyun-woong hold his breath in surprise.
Jae-min deliberately made footstep sounds and turned on the water. Pretending to be someone who came to wash their hands, he put his hands under the water stream, then hurriedly turned off the faucet and went outside. He slammed the door shut and ran down the stairs. Behind him, the sound of the password key locking again was heard.
It would take time to clean up the floor and put on clothes before coming out. Jae-min hurried into the cafe and headed to where he’d originally been sitting. His wallet was really placed in the corner of the chair. It was in a position Hyun-woong wouldn’t have discovered either.
Jae-min shoved his wallet into his pocket and hurriedly rushed outside.
Jae-min went to the bus stop, glancing behind unnecessarily to see if Hyun-woong had come out, and after a while got on the bus that arrived. Only after the bus departed did he see Hyun-woong coming out of the cafe building.
“Haah.”
Jae-min let out a deep sigh, hugged his bag, and slid down completely with his back against the backrest. The strength completely drained from his arms and legs.
That evening after finishing the team project meeting, he’d made plans to play games together with Chi-won at a PC cafe. While gaming, he was so focused on the game that other thoughts didn’t enter his mind. But other times were the problem.
On the way to the PC cafe, during the brief waiting time while his character was dead and respawning during the game, and even when going out to eat simple late-night snacks with Chi-won, Jae-min would suddenly fall into contemplation.
They entered a tteokbokki restaurant, and it was when he was poking a boiled egg in the tteokbokki with a spoon, spinning it round and round.
“Hey, Lim Jae-min.”
At the sharp call, Jae-min slightly raised his eyes. Chi-won was looking at Jae-min with a dissatisfied face.
“Are you listening to me?”
“Huh? Sorry.”
He’d heard a mumbling voice, but he’d let it all flow past so he had no idea what Chi-won had just been talking about. Seeing his blank expression, Chi-won let out a helpless breath.
“This bastard… What are you thinking about so much?”
At the sarcastic question, Jae-min put his spoon down on the table with a clack. Then he clasped his hands together and placed his chin on top. Jae-min, who had hardened his expression, asked seriously.
“Hwang Chi-won, what do you think when you see a guy with a big chest?”
“What?”
Since Jae-min had always talked about breasts whenever talking about women, there was no change in Chi-won’s expression up to “big chest.” But Chi-won twisted his mouth into a bizarre shape at the fact that the word that followed wasn’t “woman” but “guy.”
“Well… I’d think he’s a gym rat.”
“Besides that?”
“Is he taking body profile photos? Hah, I should work out too. I want to escape being a skinny guy.”
Chi-won suddenly kneaded his scrawny arm. Jae-min silently stared at Chi-won, then a beat late asked again.
“Then you don’t think about wanting to touch it?”
It was truly Medusa-like words. Chi-won, who had been muttering to himself about how he should work out but didn’t want to, froze like stone. When Chi-won just stared without replying, making a horrified expression as if seeing a monster, Jae-min raised his arms.
“The thought of wanting to grab it with your hands and squeeze it.”
Seeing Jae-min clenching both fists in the air, Chi-won was horrified and covered his chest with his arms.
“Y-you think like that? You pervert bastard.”
“…Why is a skinny guy covering there?”
“Look at your gesture. I feel like I’m being squeezed.”
Receiving looks of disgust with his whole body, Jae-min let out a helpless breath. He wouldn’t want to touch Chi-won even if given 3 million won.
“Anyway, it’s not that I think like that. Someone said they think like that.”
“Wow, isn’t that bastard a pervert gay? Stay away from him.”
“Pervert gay…?”
“Otherwise, why would he want to squeeze a guy’s chest?”
Chi-won clicked his tongue while pointing chopsticks at Jae-min’s chest. Jae-min felt a creeping sense of injustice. It wasn’t an ordinary guy’s chest but a special chest that was firm from working out and even produced milk.
“But that chest.”
It was the moment Jae-min raised his voice to add some explanation. Jae-min’s phone lit up the screen and vibrated with a buzz. Jae-min, who unconsciously turned that way, almost fell backward.
[ㅗ]
“Ack! That startled me.”
“Why, what is it!”
This number saved as ‘ㅗ’. It was Kang Hyun-woong. A call came from Hyun-woong.
Because Jae-min reacted excessively, even Chi-won was startled. Worried that Chi-won might become suspicious, Jae-min hurriedly grabbed his phone and got up from his seat.
“Ah, just. I’ll go take this call.”
The tteokbokki restaurant was on the second floor of the building. The call ended while he was leaving the restaurant and going down the stairs. Jae-min, who came down to the first floor, headed to the back of the building, to the parking lot. Leaning against the wall, he checked his phone.
There were no messages that came in the meantime. Jae-min immediately went into the missed call log and called Hyun-woong.
