# Chapter 65
How could Ryu Doha dare to interfere with the great actor Lee Jaei’s choice of works, as both a junior actor in the same field and a mature, wonderful lover of the same age? In reality, Jaei was an actor with an exceptional eye for projects.
He always chose films and dramas that left deep impressions on audiences and viewers. If one were to erase Hong Duyoung’s films, his filmography would be almost perfect. Though Doha’s taste was brighter and more entertaining, regardless of that, he greatly liked the works Jaei appeared in.
And behind the actor Lee Jaei, who was known for his good project selection, was Lee Doha, his brother and long-time fan. Lee Doha had always been deeply involved in Jaei’s project selections and offered his strongest suggestions. Lee Jaei had never once ignored Lee Doha’s advice. Though the final choice was his own, he absolutely never did projects that Doha strongly opposed.
Baby bat Doha, who constantly shifted to whatever position was advantageous to him at any given moment, boldly snatched away the script Jaei was reading, not as his lover but as his brother, to check its contents.
As he read through the synopsis, which had been kindly translated into Korean, line by line, he almost had a cardiovascular incident. It seemed this French director had written the screenplay with Jaei as the main character from the start. The protagonist’s name was even Jay, a young Asian male. To summarize the film’s plot in one line, it was about Jaei, who lived each day in boredom, discovering sexual pleasure and finding his lost self.
Jaei, who couldn’t feel pleasure in anything due to childhood trauma, throws himself into a swamp of stimulation to treat his sexual anhedonia. While walking under the influence of drugs, he is forced into a violent relationship by two men he meets by chance, and surprisingly, Jaei feels pleasure for the first time in his life from such a one-sided relationship.
One of the two men has the appearance of Jaei’s ideal that he had always dreamed of. The other has inner desires similar to Jaei’s. Addicted to his relationship with them, Jaei heals his trauma and finds his true “self” while looking at them, who seem to each possess half of him.
“They went so far as to translate this bullshit. They put in a lot of effort.”
Doha’s eyes, which had been pathetically filled with tears to change Jaei’s mind, instantly dried up. His tear ducts weren’t just dry; they were crispy. Doha checked the director’s name again. Though he made works far from Doha’s taste, he was a famous director whose name Doha had heard while studying acting.
Recently, while watching the director’s film that had caused controversy due to the actors’ shocking real sex scenes, Doha had thought of him as the “French Hong Duyoung.” He was similar to Hong Duyoung in that he packaged content virtually indistinguishable from pornography with excellent direction and visual beauty, then diligently attached plausible interpretations, and also in how he treated his actors with near abuse.
Moreover, this director was again demanding seriously high levels of nudity and real sex scenes from the actors. Doha believed that many actors and audiences had been deceived by Hong Duyoung’s and critics’ wordplay, and Jaei knew this fact best. Therefore, it made no sense at all that Jaei would do this work right after escaping Hong Duyoung’s shackles, unless he was severely ill somewhere.
Doha tightly embraced Jaei’s thin body, straightened his waist, and sat with his back against the bed headboard. Jaei sat straddling Doha’s thighs, obediently fluttering his eyelashes. Doha, who had been rubbing Jaei’s soft cheek with his thumb, gently asked as he placed his hand on Jaei’s pretty, smooth forehead to check for a fever.
“Jaei, are you sick by any chance?”
“No. I’m fine. My esophagus and stomach are strong now. I even ate pizza well yesterday.”
Jaei shamelessly blinked his eyes and lightly tapped his stomach with his palm. But Doha, not letting go of his suspicion, affectionately spoke after kissing Jaei’s forehead, rose-colored cheeks, and lips in turn.
“No. You’re sick right now. Especially your head.”
“What hurts isn’t my head but my butt.”
Doha, the very person who had caused the pain in Jaei’s butt, held out his pinky finger, promising to kiss the painful area later. Soon, Jaei’s pinky finger hooked onto his. Gently shaking Jaei’s finger caught in his hand, he asked once more.
“Then, if your head doesn’t hurt, what’s your reason for being attracted to this script?”
“A new challenge as an actor.”
“You’d really do it for real?”
“Well, we’d have to coordinate that more when signing the contract, but I have experience now. And it’s acting anyway.”
Jaei gently placed both hands on his chest and made a shy expression. Doha grabbed both his wrists tightly and said:
“Lee Jaei.”
“Yes, yes, Doha.”
“Do you want to see me angry, or do you want to cheat on me using acting as a shield?”
Doha asked seriously in a low voice, completely erasing the smile from his face. At this moment, he had no intention of becoming Lee Doha with tears in his eyes, desperately calling out “hyung, hyung” and pretending to be pitiful. He showed exactly what he wanted to show to Jaei without holding back.
Perhaps finding that image a bit frightening, Jaei tightly closed his mouth and made a scared expression. Doha brought Jaei’s wrists, which he had been gripping tightly, closer and affectionately kissed his finger bones. However, the words that flowed from his lips were endlessly cold and chilly.
“Should I understand that you want to sleep with other men besides me?”
Doha, with his eyes sharply open, slightly twisted his head while freely revealing his uncomfortable feelings. At this, Jaei tried to leave his position with a terrified expression. Doha pressed down on Jaei’s pelvis, fixing him on top of his own body.
“I’m not trying to fight. Let’s talk.”
Looking at the helpless Jaei, he couldn’t help but smile at how ridiculous the situation was.
“Am I just a caught fish now? I’ve only lived for 14 years, and I’ve loved you for half of that. Even after dying and coming back to life, I’ve devoted all my living days to loving you. Did you think that because I love you so much, I would be okay with this nonsensical situation?”
Though his voice didn’t rise above a certain level, he was clearly very angry. As Doha pressed him harshly, Jaei continued speaking with a very dejected expression.
“It’s absolutely not like that. The reason I said I would do this work is…”
Doha didn’t back down even at Jaei’s pitiful expression and continued to corner him.
“Do you perhaps want to break up with me? Now that you’ve shaken off the guilt in your heart, are you trying to find a way to break up with the boring Ryu Doha?”
“Our Doha is really, really angry.”
Jaei clenched his fists and rolled his eyes around. Doha bit his annoyingly small fist hard once before continuing.
“Don’t try to slide by with your cute face; make me properly understand. If it makes sense, I’ll agree.”
Suddenly transforming into a cold-faced Jaei, he widened his large eyes and asked:
“What? You’ll agree if it makes sense?”
“Yes. If there’s a truly valid reason, I’ll agree, so make me understand. Try to persuade me.”
“So you’re saying that if it logically makes sense for me to take off all my clothes, expose all parts of my body, and film sex scenes with other actors, you could agree? If there’s a good enough justification, it’s really okay for me to take off my underwear in front of anyone?”
Jaei asked again, furrowing his brow. Suddenly, Doha felt a tingling sensation brush against the nape of his neck.
“…Uh, Jaei. Wait a second.”
A chilling sensation ran down his spine, his head grew cold, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead. It seemed he had fallen right into the small trap pit that Jaei had dug with his dry hands. Ryu Doha, caught in the trap set inside the pit, lifted Jaei with both hands, set him down from his body, and diligently knelt.
Jaei, who had pitifully collapsed on the bed, shouted with an endlessly sorrowful face, biting his lips with tears welling up:
“How cruel!”
Yes. This was Professor Lee Jaei’s first-semester final exam, with a whopping 21-part answer. Although he hadn’t attended university, Ryu Doha, who had learned adult romance under Jaei for half a year, had fallen for the test. But Doha thought it was a bit too much to give a surprise test without informing him of the date or scope.
♡Lee Jaei talks nonsense about having real sex scenes with other actors in his next work. Describe the appropriate actions and words that his lover, Ryu Doha, should take in this situation.♡
In his mind, his actions from a moment ago flowed from beginning to end. The professor would surely give partial credit, but looking back, it seemed like he hadn’t done anything right. In the introduction, he acted childishly, asking Jaei if his head hurt; in the main part, he acted sharply, consumed by madness; and in the conclusion, he uttered words suggesting the possibility of approving Jaei’s sex scenes.
Having humbly accepted the series of events, Doha blinked his eyes innocently and asked:
“Professor, are the test results out?”
“Yes. What do you think you got, Doha?”
Jaei, who had been pretending to collapse and cry, asked while annoyingly flailing his feet. Doha, who still didn’t know much about university, roughly combined information he had picked up throughout his life and answered:
“F. I’ll have to retake the course.”
“It’s an A+.”
Doha, who had safely completed the first semester of adult romance at age 20 and even received a scholarship thanks to the generous professor, clapped his hands in great joy.
“Wow, really? Thank you! I’ll continue to date diligently in the second semester!”
Jaei, who firmly pressed Doha’s cheeks with his palm, stretched both arms above his head and lazily stretched.
“Phew, I really, really like Doha~”
As he muttered to himself and rolled to the opposite side, his waist was suddenly grabbed by Doha’s hands, and he was pulled into his embrace. Jaei, imprisoned in Doha’s arms, almost truly burst like a balloon that day.
