“Taeon, did something good happen?”
When Juseong, who was doing the shift change, asked, Taeon only grinned but didn’t say much.
“There’s nothing like that.”
“There is, there is.”
To Taeon who answered curtly, Juseong spoke in a voice clearly full of playfulness.
“Work hard today too. Take some cake home when you leave. There are three pieces left over from yesterday. If you can’t carry them all, leave some.”
“…No, I’ll take them.”
“Oh, really?”
Every day doing the work of looking at cakes displayed in the showcase at the café or serving them to customers, appetite rarely arose. So Taeon almost never took leftover desserts, but now he planned to diligently take them.
Because at the house Taeon would return to, there was Sunjeong who loved sweet desserts so much.
Taeon, leaving work holding a fairly heavy box containing 3 pieces of cake, was humming without realizing it.
An unidentifiable humming that sounded exactly like what Sunjeong would sing.
Taeon chuckled hollowly at realizing he was more excited than usual.
Will I eventually adapt to this daily life later too? Taeon thought, but it seemed like a story of the distant future.
It was still a house whose password he hadn’t properly memorized. After checking the phone memo with the common entrance password written on it and firmly pressing the password into the keypad, Taeon got on the elevator to go to the house located on the 7th floor with an excited heart.
Soon the elevator stopped and Taeon got off. After taking a deep breath, Taeon stood in front of the front door.
Soon when he was about to open the memo app again to check the password, the door opened wide.
“You’re here?”
“How did you know I was coming?”
“I heard your footsteps.”
“Liar.”
This luxury apartment where only one household lived per floor had perfect soundproofing facilities. As if Taeon’s thought wasn’t wrong, Sunjeong grinned.
“You’re quick to notice. Actually, there’s CCTV. The management office installed it.”
“Wow, even in the hallway.”
“I was studying and turned on the screen, and I saw you coming.”
For Taeon, it was an unfamiliar ecosystem. Still, he was just grateful to Sunjeong who came out to greet him while studying.
“My assignment is tougher than I thought, so I have to keep studying. I ate dinner simply, so you take care of yourself and eat too.”
“Okay.”
“Someone comes to take care of the house once a week, so vegetables and fruits and such are all stocked up each time. You can cook or order food.”
“Eat this if you need sugar while studying.”
When Taeon put down the cake box on the dining table, Sunjeong’s face brightened.
“Ah, awesome. Are you going to keep bringing leftovers from now on?”
“…Yeah, I will.”
Looking at Sunjeong happy about the three pieces of leftover cake he’d brought, somehow his heart felt both good and not so good. Whether Taeon did or not, Sunjeong was opening the cake box and deciding the order in which to eat them.
“Anyway, Yoon Taeon, I’m busy today and tomorrow, so take care of yourself well.”
Sunjeong said while putting the cake box into the refrigerator.
Taeon nodded obediently. That was because Taeon also had his own daily life, and he had no desire at all to interfere with Sunjeong’s busy daily life.
Sunjeong, who filled a tumbler with cold water, looked at Taeon who was looking down at him.
“Yoon Taeon, I have something to say.”
It meant to come closer. Because due to the height difference between Taeon and Sunjeong, sometimes what Sunjeong said didn’t completely reach Taeon’s ears.
When Taeon familiarly stood close to Sunjeong and slightly tilted his upper body, something soft whose identity was unknown lightly touched Taeon’s cheek.
A soft sensation that touched and fell away.
No way…
But the sound that went chu made it impossible to hide the fact that what happened to Taeon, who was close to Sunjeong, was Sunjeong’s kiss.
“A move-in commemoration gift. Then finish today well!”
Saying this and turning around, Taeon stared at Sunjeong in a daze.
What on earth is this?
That brief moment of contact that touched his cheek very lightly and fell away. Thanks to that, in the sensation of his whole body heating up, Taeon had to stand dazed for quite a while.
What Sunjeong just did was a kiss. He kissed Taeon’s cheek. And then attached the word “gift” to it.
It couldn’t help but be absurd.
Not even in a dating relationship, just housemates living in one house, yet a kiss as a move-in gift. At behavior that was absurd yet so very like Sunjeong, Taeon ended up chuckling at the ridiculousness.
It was a trivial matter that would be fine if he just chuckled for a moment and moved on. Taeon clearly thought so.
But a very serious problem had occurred for Taeon.
The repeatedly replaying imagination of the sensation of Sunjeong’s lips that had touched his cheek—up to that point could be understood since the action itself had been provocative. Since he was flustered, he could think back on it.
The problem was Taeon’s body. Right now, Taeon was looking at his center with a very absurd gaze.
You’re not going to get hard now, are you?
Looking at his cock, which was merely a part of his body, Taeon muttered inwardly.
Naturally filled with a strong desire that it absolutely wouldn’t do that.
But his body and mind seemed to be completely playing separately. Before the energy of his cock that began to twitch and rise inside his pants, Taeon ended up letting out a deep sigh with a dizzy feeling.
When he wasn’t taking suppressants, he had to consistently masturbate in daily life. Not for excitement or pleasure, but he had to squeeze out semen from his body as if arduously squeezing out pus accumulated in the body.
Then it didn’t become okay. It was merely a formality that minimally prevented him from having relations anywhere with omegas who hadn’t taken suppressants, even those on the street.
The desire of pheromones that couldn’t be fully released had to be resolved with omegas in the same situation as him.
After starting to take suppressants, his sexual desire noticeably decreased. No, he’d been living almost like a monk. Far from masturbating, he hadn’t even thought about his body’s sexual sensations in the first place.
So the current Taeon could only be flustered by the heat felt from his body.
It would be better if it rushed in all at once like a tidal wave.
The energy of the kiss that Sunjeong had left small heated Taeon very slowly.
In the end, Taeon, who’d been looking at his firmly erect cock with an absurd expression, decided to soothe it. While thinking of Juseong’s face looking at Taeon, Jinhyeok’s face smiling at Taeon, Yoonwoo serving something onto Taeon’s plate and such. He even recalled the ahjussi he’d met when working at construction sites.
But their faces immediately became faint, and in the end, only Sunjeong’s brazen voice saying “A move-in commemoration gift” to Taeon rang hotly in Taeon’s ears.
“Ha, Go Sunjeong…”
Taeon, who’d been roughly muttering Sunjeong’s name after a while, finally couldn’t hold back and took off his pants.
The sound absolutely wouldn’t reach Sunjeong’s room, and he planned not to make sounds, but somehow it felt unsettling. Thinking he might as well shower at this point, Taeon entered the bathroom inside the room as Sunjeong had guided.
“Why is it so big?”
Taeon ended up muttering without realizing it. The bathroom attached to the room was similar in size to the room Taeon had lived in for several years.
For a moment, what Taeon’s gaze reached was the neatly displayed shower products.
He thought it must be what Jinhyeok and Yoonwoo, who’d fled hastily, had failed to pack and left behind. However, Taeon’s gaze stayed long on the white bottle of body wash that boasted of being completely new.
No way?
When Taeon lightly pressed the pump, a highly viscous liquid fell onto his hand.
When he brought it to the tip of his nose, a scent very familiar to Taeon wafted strongly.
‘I love your scent so much, Yoon Taeon.’
For Taeon, the shower products at the facility that he just used because they were there were all unified as bulk cotton-scented products. After becoming independent, he’d bought and used the cheapest things at the mart, so he’d gone around giving off any scent.
What a calculating Go Sunjeong. Taeon chuckled hollowly.
The leisure to chuckle hollowly was also brief.
Taeon’s hand, still with body wash on it, headed toward his cock. Doing such a thing in a house where he lived alone with Sunjeong felt a bit sacrilegious, but Taeon eventually succumbed to the heat that had come differently from rut.
What Taeon recalled at the moment of ejaculation was, as expected, the sensation of soft lips lightly touching his cheek.
From Taeon’s body after finishing the shower, the cotton scent that Sunjeong had directly chosen spread subtly.
Taeon, who’d roughly dried all the moisture from his hair, had to be seized by an empty feeling. He was just absurd about what on earth this was. At the same time, he had to make an effort to calm the heat at his center that kept rising again.
Ridiculous Go Sunjeong. To kiss me.
It was too absurd. What was his expression when he said “gift”?
When he recalled Sunjeong’s face, he felt the guy he’d barely calmed down becoming firmer. With a frustrated heart, Taeon hit the bed repeatedly.
Feeling the vibration of the mattress even though he hit lightly, Taeon had to lie still for quite a while.
