I unzipped my padding and wore it so my neck was exposed, and Seongheon hyung approached me again.
“If you do this because of the alcohol, you’ll catch a cold. Even if you’re hot, keep it properly fastened. Or go inside and stay in the tent.”
Hyung is being way too overprotective of me today. I’m an adult now, he doesn’t need to do these things anymore.
“Hyung, I’ll take care of it myself.”
“What will you take care of yourself. Listen to hyung.”
“Even if I catch a cold, I’m the one who’ll get it, so…”
“Well, if you catch a cold, I can just catch it from you.”
“How?”
Seongheon hyung crouched down in front of me, then placed his hands on my knees and gestured for me to bring my ear closer.
I bent my waist deeply and put my ear to hyung’s face. Hyung gently held my shoulder, pulled me a bit closer, then whispered so close our lips nearly touched.
By kissing, he said.
“…Huh?”
Did I mishear because of the alcohol?
I turned my head to make eye contact with Seongheon hyung sitting in front of me. But perhaps because our eye levels were similar, the positioning of our lips really looked like a kissing position.
I must be really drunk. Even now, I was seeing Seongheon hyung’s cross-dressed appearance overlapping and my thoughts were flowing in strange directions.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m completely single so my situational awareness is poor, but no matter how I thought about it, this position was strange.
The way Seongheon hyung was looking up at me and glancing over my lips as if surveying them—it could just be simply looking at the mouth of the person in front of him… but maybe because my focus was blurry, it looked a bit lewd.
‘Ah… why am I being like this?’
Startled, I straightened my back and sat up. Seongheon hyung was still looking up at me with his hands on my knees.
Just then, Gangjin hyung and Daesu hyung, who had been bickering while trying to keep each other quiet, approached.
“Hey, hey, Seongheon-ah! You know too, right? He and Sojin—”
“Shut up, seriously!!!”
There was no way Daesu hyung could stop Gangjin hyung who exercises. Sure enough, Gangjin hyung was busy giggling while appropriately pretending to lose.
Seongheon hyung had turned his head to look at those two, and I saw a small mole on hyung’s neck.
‘Huh? There was a mole there. He doesn’t have any on his face, so I thought hyung didn’t have any moles on his body…’
After seeing Seongheon hyung cross-dressed, I naturally developed a habit of examining him closely. When hyung smiled like that, I used to think he was someone who didn’t match the tiger tattoo on his back, but now as I focused on hyung’s face smiling so brightly like this, thoughts of that tattoo completely disappeared.
Don’t people like Seongheon hyung for this kind of appearance? I also laughed along with hyung, letting the drunkenness fade.
“Hey! They’re asking if anyone wants to play poker, come over!”
Suddenly, Sojin noona stuck just her face into our tent and asked. Daesu hyung, who had been putting Gangjin hyung in a headlock, froze like ice at Sojin noona’s appearance.
“What are you guys doing? Why are you fighting?”
“No. We’re just playing around, playing around.”
Rather, Gangjin hyung, whose neck was caught, waved his hands and made excuses, clearing up the misunderstanding.
Then Sojin noona boldly stepped into the tent and reached her hand toward the neck where Daesu hyung had his arm hooked. When Sojin noona came near, Daesu hyung tried to release his arm like an obedient child, but instead noona grabbed both of Daesu hyung’s wrists.
“Daesu-ya, because you’re loose, he talks back. You can’t do it like this, you need to hook your wrist at the center of the neck like this—”
“Keu, kkeok. Kkeok! Ah! N-noona! I, I can’t breathe! Br-breathing! I’m, I’m dying!”
Sojin noona looked at Gangjin hyung’s struggling head contentedly, then let go. Daesu hyung made his arm more like a snare as Sojin noona instructed.
I didn’t know because Daesu hyung doesn’t usually approach anyone in a friendly way, but even I could see that he was conscious of Sojin noona right now. He glanced at Sojin noona’s face once, turned his head, and answered half-heartedly, like a servant boy being shy in front of his mistress.
‘Huh. What, why is Daesu hyung acting like that? It doesn’t suit him.’
While looking down at Gangjin hyung crying surrender, Sojin noona released the wrists she’d been holding and brushed off her hands.
“I delivered the message. Go take money from Dad and the ajeossis’ pockets.”
Gangjin hyung, gasping for breath, struggled to walk to the next tent.
“This won’t do. I need to go resolve my grudge from the treasure hunt.”
Daesu hyung, who was following behind Gangjin hyung, turned back toward us.
“Me too. Seongheon-ah, aren’t you going? You’re good at poker.”
“I’m not going.”
As expected, there’s nothing Seongheon hyung can’t do. I’d join in too if I knew how to play poker… Back in the day when the ajeossis played Go-Stop, I’d at least get some snacks for sitting next to them, so wondering if that would still work now, I also sneakily got up.
But Seongheon hyung grabbed my wrist as I was getting up.
“Where are you trying to go?”
“To watch poker… I want to learn a bit.”
“Hyung will teach you privately.”
Hyung’s long fingers holding my wrist slid smoothly, intertwining with the back of my hand and my fingers. I must really be drunk. Judging by how hyung’s hands, which were usually warm, feel cool.
But maybe because I was drunk, the way Seongheon hyung was caressing the back of my hand with his thumb went beyond ticklish to giving me some kind of subtle feeling.
Whether it was because of hyung’s fingers tracing my finger joints, or because the spots where the ring touched were particularly cold, today it was especially hard to endure hyung’s touch.
The drunkenness was rising.
My head was dizzy, and for a moment my body swayed.
“Daeyoung-ah!”
Hyung, who barely managed to support me by embracing my shoulders, tilted his face down diagonally and looked at me. When I raised my gaze, hyung’s lips were right in front of me. Too close. That’s why I must have lowered my head even more.
“Are you dizzy?”
“…Mm.”
“Wait a moment, come here.”
Hyung supported me in step with my walking and went inside. He sat me down on the mat, and hyung went right back outside.
I sat there weakly, then just flopped down completely. I thought I’d been fine just a moment ago, but whether the drunkenness rose all at once, my head was spinning round and round.
I tried to stabilize myself with my arm raised covering my eyes, but like riding a merry-go-round, the ground swayed gently.
‘Ah, so this is being drunk…’
Maybe because I was a drinking beginner, I immediately admitted it. Because I could tell right away since this feeling was the first time in my life.
Ah. It felt like my body kept sinking into the floor as if it would sink somewhere underground. Wondering if it was because I closed my eyes, I lowered my arm and stared at the tent ceiling with my eyes open. Even though it was clearly inside so there shouldn’t be any stars visible, things sparkled before my eyes.
“Aung…”
“Daeyoung-ah.”
As I was slowly blinking several times, Seongheon hyung’s face filled my entire vision. The sparkling surroundings and hyung’s face really matched well. Like when you add effects when taking a selfie.
“Does your head hurt?”
“…A little.”
“Can you sit up for a moment? Drink this and sleep.”
Seongheon hyung sat next to me and pulled me into his arms to lift me up. My vision tilted far back then returned to its place. Since I couldn’t gauge my neck bones as if they’d become invertebrate, hyung supported my face with one hand.
“You get drunk so fast. How cute.”
Hyung spoke in a somewhat amused tone and brought something he’d brought to my lips.
“…What is, this…”
“There’s no hangover remedy, so I hastily mixed sugar water. I’ll buy hangover medicine as soon as I wake up tomorrow. For now, drink this.”
If it had been the other hyungs, I would have resisted thinking they were making me drink sugar water to trick me, but because it was Seongheon hyung, I trusted and drank it.
But it’s too sweet. When I took my mouth away after not being able to drink more than a few sips because it was sweet, hyung coaxed me to drink just a little more. So only after drinking about two more sips did I take my mouth off the cup.
“Drink just one more sip.”
“…Mm. Too sweet.”
“You haven’t even drunk half of this.”
“I know…”
Reluctantly, I took one more sip into my mouth. I should swallow it now, but with it in my mouth, it was quite hard to swallow. So in that state, when I stared blankly at Seongheon hyung, hyung raised his eyebrows slightly as if telling me to drink.
Since it really wouldn’t work, I shook my head and looked around to spit it back out. But to spit this out, I’d have to crawl all the way outside the tent, so when I struggled to move my body to get up, hyung lightly pressed my shoulder. With that force, I sank back down.
“You want to spit it out?”
When I nodded, Seongheon hyung’s face came closer.
Not knowing what was happening, I slowly blinked twice, and in that time hyung tilted his head so close our noses nearly touched and spoke affectionately.
“Then, give it to hyung.”
“…?”
“Pass it into hyung’s mouth. You can’t move, right? Just give it like blowing up a balloon. Come on.”
Maybe because of the alcohol, I was less nervous than when hyung had pushed his red lips toward me while cross-dressed before.
Hyung’s lips gently touched on top of my tightly closed mouth, afraid the sugar water would leak out. While I was frozen in surprise, an unfamiliar sensation dug between my lips. What entered my mouth was surprisingly what seemed to be hyung’s tongue.
‘Ah…! But I don’t know how to do this!’
First, my lips stiffened afraid the sugar water would flow, and I felt hyung wrap around my stiff nape.
Then our lips pressed more firmly together, and the sugar water gradually transferred through the gap where the tongue had parted the way. It was one surprise after another, but I decided to follow what hyung said.
‘Like blowing a balloon, slowly…’
Even while doing this with hyung, I couldn’t grasp the situation, and with the dizziness making my head spin, I couldn’t think more deeply.
Afraid I’d spill it if I blew too fast, I calmly did it very slowly, but my inner feelings were completely different. Enduring while our lips touched was too burdensome and overwhelming, so I squeezed my eyes shut even tighter.
Hyung parted the touching lips more and pressed them together as if crushing them. After that, as if my lips were ice cream, I could vividly feel him lightly biting and pulling, and my closed eyes snapped open.
‘Hyung, his lips, are moving all over!’
I was flustered.
I didn’t know lips were such a sensitive area that I could feel even the slightest movements. Is it okay to feel this? This feels strange…
My brain was spinning round and round as if an earthquake had occurred, my heart was pounding from being flustered, and why were my hands trembling so much. There was nowhere in my body to calm my mind.
When I pushed the last drop into hyung’s mouth, only then did our lips separate. Seeing with my eyes that hyung’s cheeks were slightly puffed up because the sugar water had transferred made me even more embarrassed and my face heated up.
