After removing the moisture, Daehoon went back into the bathroom to get the hair dryer. Ilkyung stood blankly in the middle of the living room. Daehoon came back out and chuckled at the sight. If only he was this obedient normally, how nice would that be?
When he connected the cord and dried his hair with warm air, Woo Ilkyung grinned broadly.
“What are you smiling about?”
“You smell like me, Director-nim.”
“To be precise, it’s my scent on Ilkyung-ssi. You washed in my bathroom.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
Ilkyung nodded obediently. Seeing him this docile, he seemed to still be in a dazed state.
“Want some water?”
As Daehoon asked while putting away the hair dryer, Ilkyung nodded.
“But why am I here?”
Ilkyung asked the same question again. It was already the third time. Ilkyung would obviously keep asking until he got an answer.
“I thought you wouldn’t remember, and as expected, you don’t deviate from expectations by even a hair’s breadth. Ilkyung-ssi should fix that drinking habit.”
“Ugh, again not answering the question and saying something else.”
Ilkyung furrowed his brow and grumbled. Director Ha always does this. He rarely answered questions satisfyingly.
“How much do you remember?”
Whether Ilkyung was grumbling or not, Daehoon poured cold water and held it out to Ilkyung as he asked. Ilkyung gulped down the water and tilted his head.
“Does your head hurt?”
“No, my head is fine. But, Director-nim.”
“Yes. Tell me.”
“Could you give me some underwear?”
Every time he came here, Director Ha would prepare clothes, underwear, and socks that fit Woo Ilkyung perfectly.
“Would I have any in the middle of the night? I told Secretary Min to buy clothes and everything tomorrow morning, so just sleep today.”
“But what did Secretary Min do wrong?”
“He’s there to do things like that.”
A chaebol, that’s what. Ilkyung thought he shouldn’t have brought it up.
“So how much do you remember?”
At Daehoon’s words, Ilkyung asked back, “So when is the Esper coming?” How about that? Answering a question with a question. I learned it all from you! Ilkyung looked at him triumphantly.
“You remember up to that? Then what did Ilkyung-ssi agree to do?”
“Huh?”
Ilkyung asked back and rolled his eyes around.
“What did I agree to do?”
“That’s why you came to my house.”
Ilkyung narrowed his eyes and glared.
“Did I really say that?”
“Then am I lying now? What would I gain from lying? Instead of bringing the S-rank telekinesis Esper that Ilkyung-ssi has been searching for so desperately, Ilkyung-ssi agreed to do something for me beforehand.”
Woo Ilkyung looked at him with eyes that said this seemed strange no matter how he looked at it.
“Well, we can pretend it never happened even now.”
Daehoon turned around completely with the empty cup, as if he had no regrets. Then Ilkyung quickly grabbed his clothes.
“Wait a minute. Sit down here.”
Ilkyung pulled Daehoon along as if it were his own house and sat him on the sofa. Then he glanced at Daehoon.
“It’s work performance, so what do I have to do for you, Director-nim? Bringing an Esper is work I get paid for.”
Still not fully sober, Woo Ilkyung started saying what he’d said before again. He really must have blacked out the latter part.
“It’s work. Work for Assistant Manager Woo Ilkyung of the Field Support Team, not me.”
“The Esper Explosion Team said they’re short on people, so I’m looking into it. And you’re the Guide on that Explosion Team, Director-nim.”
“You should speak accurately. I’m not paired with anyone on it, and the guiding isn’t fixed either. What if I overlap with the Explosion Team and another incident and guide an Esper other than the Explosion Team?”
“But aren’t you the head responsible for that Explosion Team, Director-nim?”
Director Ha tilted his head. Ilkyung wondered if there was something he didn’t know. Had the person in charge changed without him knowing?
“It’s not easy for me to bring an Esper either. In the end, they’re coming from overseas temporarily for this work, and to do that, I have to mobilize personal connections to bring them.”
“An S-rank telekinesis type from overseas?”
“Yes.”
Ilkyung swallowed his saliva. If it’s an S-rank telekinesis Esper from overseas, they definitely need this person. They absolutely needed them.
“If I do something for you, Director-nim, you’ll bring them?”
“Yes, what Ilkyung-ssi understands is correct.”
Ilkyung chewed on his lips. Daehoon pulled out Ilkyung’s lower lip that was being overworked by his upper teeth with his finger. Ilkyung lowered his gaze along the long finger, then raised it back up.
“So what did I agree to do?”
The entire latter part was completely wiped out. Daehoon laughed inwardly. Woo Ilkyung had many loose spots. He thinks he’s flawless but he’s full of holes. That part was amusing.
“Yeah, you agreed to do something like this.”
Daehoon came right up close to Woo Ilkyung’s nose. And then their lips touched. Ilkyung’s eyes opened wide.
Daehoon stuck out his tongue and licked the soft lower lip. It was like knocking on a door asking to be let in. With a feeling different from last time, Ilkyung wondered if he was still in a dream. Daehoon rubbed Ilkyung’s lips with his tongue once more. Then Ilkyung opened his mouth slightly.
Daehoon gently inserted his tongue into his mouth and poked at Ilkyung’s red tongue. Ilkyung tried to shrink back and avoid it.
Plop.
The unlucky guy was a mess in every way. He tried to avoid it, but somehow ended up lying flat on the sofa. As if asking for more. Daehoon swept Ilkyung’s disheveled hair back from his forehead and tilted his head slightly. Then he inserted his tongue deeper.
Ilkyung, who willingly welcomed the tongue entering his mouth, gripped Daehoon’s clothes tightly. The two soft tongues gently intertwined. Daehoon gently caressed Ilkyung like a lover. Ilkyung was confused about what he was doing now, but was helplessly being pulled along by Ha Daehoon.
Daehoon wrapped around the soft tongue, stroked it, and rubbed it. He carefully swept the tender flesh inside his cheeks and tapped his neat and pretty teeth with the tip of his tongue. And when he sucked on the lower lip with his lips, Ilkyung, who had relaxed a little, gripped his clothes tightly again.
“Haah.”
Startled by his own moan, Ilkyung, who had been keeping his eyes tightly shut, suddenly opened them wide. Then he pushed away Ha Daehoon who had occupied his position above.
“That’s, that’s enough, right?”
“No. This is just the beginning.”
“What? Wh-what’s just beginning? Wait, wait a minute!”
The tie of Ilkyung’s robe smoothly came undone. This isn’t right. He’s not wearing anything underneath. Ilkyung held tightly onto Ha Daehoon’s hand that was holding the tie, as if grabbing a lifeline.
“What are you doing? Let go of this. Okay?”
Daehoon spoke as if coaxing a child. Ilkyung had surprised eyes and shook his head frantically.
“Wh-why are you like this? You’re not just saying whatever because I’m drunk, are you?”
“What do you take me for?”
“I’m not gay!”
“I don’t touch just anyone either.”
Ilkyung’s pupils shook.
“No, but why are you doing this!”
Ilkyung was currently in a life-or-death crisis. In just a few days, this strange and bizarre fake dating contract would end. Then he was absolutely going to date a pretty and cute girlfriend and have a lovey-dovey romance for the first time in a while. Of course, there was no girl he was currently flirting with, and there was no one suitable to date around him. But if he stayed like this, his brilliant twenties would pass by doing nothing but work, so he was going to ask his friends to set up blind dates for him.
But, but! Right now his rear was about to get pounded. What the hell is this sudden situation!
“You really can’t remember anything? Your drunken behavior is really something else.”
“What, what? But why do you keep speaking informally since earlier…?”
“Whatever you’re thinking, it’s not that, so don’t worry.”
You crazy bastard! What do you mean don’t worry! You’re holding onto my bathrobe tie right now!
Ilkyung panicked and just gaped his mouth open and closed. This was so absurd, so ridiculous, so unbelievable that he wished all his holes would just close up! So that Ha Daehoon couldn’t penetrate his rear!
“Then, then why are you holding onto my tie! Let go of this.”
“Ilkyung-ssi promised to reenact the dream.”
“What, what?”
Ilkyung’s eyes grew as if they would pop out.
“Don’t try to scam me!”
No matter how crazy he was, he wouldn’t have talked about his dream.
“How can you not remember? Ilkyung-ssi, you really need to go to the hospital later. This is alcoholic dementia or something.”
“It’s not.”
“Anyway, show me. You said it directly. That I appeared in your dream. So when I got curious, you promised to reenact it.”
