“Aaaah…!?”
A pillar of fiercely burning flames engulfed Seongyeom. Seongyeom hastily twisted his body toward the window side where the flames hadn’t reached yet. Just like that day three years ago, he pressed his back against the wall and gasped for breath.
“Please save me! There’s someone here, aaah!”
He pounded on the wall and shouted. He rolled his eyes looking for a table to reach his hand out the window. He needed something to stand on tiptoe to reach the window height. The flames, burning even more threateningly than before, spewed fire as if exploding right before his eyes.
“Aaaaah…!”
Seongyeom fell to the floor writhing, his face covered. Tears streamed down from his eyes. It throbbed as if rolling his eyeballs on desert sand while simultaneously feeling a stinging sensation.
After keeping his eyes tightly shut for a while, when Seongyeom could finally blink his eyelids, he slowly blinked his eyes.
“Huh…?”
It’s too dark.
He blinked his eyes forcefully again.
“I can’t see, I can’t see anything….”
He anxiously groped the floor, trying not to lose the direction of the window.
The place where there were fewer flames, if I can just find there…
“Ah, it’s hot…!”
Suddenly when fire touched his fingertips, he flinched his arm in surprise. Fallen into panic, even his lower jaw trembled. Am I going to die like this in the end…?
Was I… originally destined to burn to death…?
“Ssiee…. Mom, Dad….”
Seongyeom, who stopped crawling and sat down on the floor, had thick tears flowing down both his cheeks.
“Cough, cough! Heok… huk, huk…. Perfect for becoming a bachelor ghost. Damn it….”
Breathing became increasingly difficult and even drowsiness rushed in. With each breath, his nostrils and throat stung as if melting, and the floor was hot as if in the middle of hell.
I haven’t even properly dated yet… so unfairly like this…
Crackle, crack—
“It’s hot….”
The flames that burned endlessly surged up with a final burst of energy. The fire demon that spread and caught on the ceiling looked down at the suffering Seongyeom and spewed flames as if mocking him, and the rafters supporting the ceiling rapidly twisted and poured down.
***
“Hey.”
“It’s hot, heu…”
Siwon, who jumped onto the bed in surprise, pulled off the blanket in one motion at the sight of Seongyeom groaning.
“This is…”
Seongyeom was wearing only loose drawers. The compression bandage wrapped around his shoulder was loosely undone. Below that, reddish-purple bruise marks also made him frown.
“Tsk.”
If it were other guys, he would have grabbed them by the collar and told them to get up immediately, but the injured Lee Seongyeom made one corner of his heart feel particularly sad.
Is it because he’s too skinny?
Seeing him continue to suffer, it seemed he should wake him quickly. But when his whole body was covered in wounds and he couldn’t readily touch him—
“Heuk! Huk, euhuk…!”
At the sight of him curling up in agony, Siwon carefully and gently patted Seongyeom’s arm.
“Hey, Teacher.”
“I can’t see, I can’t see anything….”
“Try opening your eyes. You have to open your eyes to see anything.”
Siwon swept back his not-quite-dry hair with a somewhat bewildered expression.
What kind of dream is this guy having?
…Don’t tell me?
Siwon glanced down at Seongyeom’s lower half. He was wearing loose clothing, so you couldn’t tell what state he was in just by looking.
If I just slightly pull the edge of his underwear…?
“Aheuk!”
Suddenly Seongyeom bounced his waist as if hit by something, so Siwon raised both hands as if surrendering. Soon realizing it was just simple thrashing, self-loathing rushed in again. In the end, he clenched his fist tightly and gave up checking inside the drawers.
“Ha, I’ve gone crazy. Right now with a sick kid…”
As he was kneeling and shaking his head, a foot suddenly flew in between his legs.
“!”
If this had been an attack by the Dogang Faction, it would have been quite dangerous. He was only covering his center with a single towel, so his defense power was 0.
But wasn’t he the Kwonmyeonghoe Boss who was strong even against surprise attacks? Far from being flustered, Siwon lightly caught the foot and raised one eyebrow. Having suddenly attacked and subdued Siwon, Seongyeom continued to struggle violently. Every time he twisted his body, the gauze placed on his left shoulder was about to fall off.
At this rate, all the stitches I worked hard to sew will come undone.
Siwon grabbed and held Seongyeom’s left wrist. Then Seongyeom jerked his body greatly and mumbled with fairly clear pronunciation.
“No…. Please save me, save me….”
“Just what kind of dream are you having?”
He caught and lowered the right hand that was pushing against his chest as well. After putting Seongyeom in an attention stance, Siwon climbed onto his stomach. He fixed Seongyeom’s hands and body movements with both thighs. It was to prevent strain on his injured body.
“Euut…!”
When his movement was blocked, Seongyeom violently twisted his body.
“Easy there.”
“Heuk!”
“Stay still for a moment. Your wounds will all open up.”
“Save me…!”
“Alright. I’ll save you, so stay calm.”
“I can’t breathe…!”
Siwon gently patted his chest so Seongyeom could calm down. When he felt the strength gradually draining from his hands, he loosened his tensed thighs and arranged the hair stuck to his forehead.
His eyelashes are really long.
Looking at him like this, an impulse arose to kiss his eyelids.
“Ha, it’s really troublesome to keep doing this in front of a kid.”
When he raised his head to avoid concentrating on his lower half that was trying to rise again, his gaze met with the black eyes that had been closed all along.
“……”
“…You’re awake?”
Damn, this is the perfect situation to be branded a pervert.
Feeling awkward, he tried to raise his body but something was strange. Seongyeom had his eyes open, but the focus was oddly off. Siwon urgently grabbed Seongyeom’s chin to make eye contact.
“Teacher?”
“……”
“Look at me.”
“……”
“I said look at me.”
Tears slowly welled up in Seongyeom’s eyes. Something’s wrong. Something’s wrong. Siwon, who had been examining Seongyeom with a strange sense of unease, realized that his chest, which had been heaving until just now, wasn’t moving at all.
“…Fuck, really again…!”
That sight made Siwon anxious. It overlapped with the image of his wife whose breath had been dying, and his teeth clenched so tightly that his lower teeth ground together. Without thinking twice, Siwon parted Seongyeom’s lips and blew breath into him first.
Before long, light seeped into his dim eyes. Seongyeom, having regained consciousness, repeatedly closed and opened his eyes tightly.
Hm…?
The hot pain that had seemed to burn and melt skin, muscles, and bones just moments ago didn’t feel like it had evaporated along with some tingling.
Earlier, he thought he would really burn to death just like that, crushed under the fireball falling on his body. His still fluttering heart told him that it couldn’t distinguish between dream and reality and had felt a threat to survival.
But why is my mouth so stuffy…? Breath was coming in filling his entire mouth.
Seongyeom, who inadvertently looked down, opened his eyes wide.
I, I’m kissing President?!
Breath pushed in deeply all the way inside his tongue. Seongyeom’s thoughts stopped. Siwon’s thick eyebrows and sharply extended nose bridge filled his vision. In the moment when the boundary between dream and reality became ambiguous, Seongyeom couldn’t gauge whether this was salvation or another form of disaster. While barely holding onto consciousness with the air rushing into his mouth, his head became completely empty.
…I should run away.
Chok—
Siwon pulled away his lips and looked down at Seongyeom.
“Teacher.”
“……”
Seongyeom looked up at Siwon with sleep-drunk eyes. When he swept the part where their lips had touched with his hand, his gaze followed tenaciously. In Siwon’s eyes, which had only been cynical, Seongyeom found desire for the first time. Seongyeom lowered the hand that had been sweeping his lips and said.
“Do you… want to kiss?”
Siwon grabbed and lifted Seongyeom’s chin. From a distance where he couldn’t escape, Siwon immediately swallowed Seongyeom’s lower lip as if biting it.
“Euup……!”
Seongyeom, whose eyes flew open in surprise, was breathless at Siwon’s momentum roughly exploring his mouth. It was a clear invasion with a different texture from the artificial respiration just before. Seongyeom tried to push away Siwon’s shoulders, but soon lost strength to the large hand wrapping around the back of his neck.
I’m scared… I’m scared but…
Seongyeom eventually accepted Siwon’s tongue. He closed his eyes and awkwardly followed his breath with its low body temperature. It seemed better to sink into this unfamiliar sea rather than the flames in his dream.
Seongyeom clutched Siwon’s shoulders as if clinging.
Look at this.
Siwon quietly opened his eyes and gazed down at Seongyeom intently. After pretending to be unable to resist the pulling force and lowering his body, he supported the back of his head.
When he pulled away, he swept with his finger the tongue that had been extended without realizing it, and soon it disappeared. Color returned to his pale face. Siwon once again pulled the temptingly swollen lower lip into his mouth.
“Euup! Eueu!”
The face protesting in pain looked much more lively and better. He released the lips as they were and licked up the soft, slightly salty cheek with baby fat still remaining.
“Euhung, it tickles… ah!”
Then whenever a mischievous feeling came up, he repeatedly bit and licked the cheek, soaking it thoroughly.
“It hurts! Why are you biting, aheuk! Ah! Wait… ah!”
Seongyeom thought it was exactly like kissing a beast. Before he could even feel the pain of the bitten cheek, his head fell back at the thick tongue invading his mouth again.
