Evan’s lips, which had been lingering on his palm, touched the inside of Siwoo’s wrist. His lips moved along the traces where sweet plum juice had run down.
Siwoo was captivated by Evan’s eyes, filled with darkness. Each time he felt the moist, warm tongue, strength entered the hand holding the plum. Eventually, the plum was crushed in his hand and plum juice flowed down Siwoo’s hand and arm even more abundantly.
“I…… have something to say.”
Siwoo’s lips, which had been twitching, parted and a small voice flowed out.
Evan, who had been lingering on Siwoo’s wrist, unconsciously bared his teeth and bit the soft wrist. The essence of the plum scent, strong enough to paralyze Evan’s brain, had changed. What was beginning to seep little by little into the scent that had been purely sweet and tangy was impossible to miss.
“……”
Evan didn’t urge Siwoo to speak.
After revealing that he’s a regressor, this relationship might fall apart. He might be treated like a strange person. The one who’s drunk right now is Evan, not Siwoo. Could it be that he’s caught up in the intoxication and can’t hear his words properly? Or he might not remember tomorrow morning.
Siwoo, who had firmly bitten his lower lip and released it, swallowed the saliva pooled in his mouth.
“The old you…… mmph.”
‘I know the old you. This is the second time I’ve met you.’
Siwoo’s words, which he had difficulty opening his mouth to say, were devoured by Evan’s lips. The plum Siwoo had been holding fell helplessly to the floor.
Siwoo’s eyes, which had been downcast because it was difficult to tell the truth, slowly closed.
He was the ever-considerate Evan. He had given Siwoo time to follow along and was skilled at hiding his explosive emotions.
When his breath was blocked by the rough kiss, Siwoo’s two hands hastily grabbed Evan’s shirt. He struggled to push him away, then eventually turned his head and hurriedly inhaled, but his lower lip ended up being bitten by Evan who had followed.
“Haa…… E…… Evan.”
When he parted his lips at the pain felt on them, Evan’s tongue invaded Siwoo’s mouth without hesitation. There was nothing Siwoo, completely conquered by Evan who was touching everywhere inside his mouth where the sweet plum taste remained and breathing hot breath, could do.
A sticky possessiveness followed Evan’s touch that dug under his pajama top. The hand touching the smooth, warm, and soft skin was persistent. The hand that had been traveling along his back and waist reached Siwoo’s chest.
Each time he inhaled, a deep mint scent filled his lungs. It felt like he had been pickled in mint scent from head to toe, and heat boiled throughout his body. The moment Evan’s fingertips touched the peak, Siwoo’s body trembled.
“Wait…… just a moment.”
Siwoo, who had pushed Evan’s chest away, looked at him while exhaling short breaths. Siwoo, who had been sitting at the island table just moments ago, was now lying on top of it.
“……”
Siwoo’s whole body flushed red at Evan’s gaze looking down at him from above. But the darkness hid all of it. Their gazes were entangled, but neither of them said anything. Evan’s hand, which had been sweeping boldly, now moved slowly.
The heat felt from his large palm was transmitted directly to his body. At the strong tremor that shook his whole body, Siwoo squeezed his eyes shut, and a sigh-like moan flowed between his slightly parted lips.
“I don’t know what to do either. Where to start, how……”
It was unclear whether that was said to Siwoo or to Evan himself. Evan’s lips, swept by impulses as strong as Siwoo’s, descended on Siwoo’s eyelids.
“Siwoo-ya. Coco……”
The lips that had touched Siwoo’s eyelids also touched his cheeks, passing by the tip of his soft nose. The lips hovering here and there on Siwoo’s face never sought his lips.
The place where Evan’s lips, which had touched the tip of his chin, moved to was Siwoo’s ear. Evan, who bent his upper body over Siwoo as if collapsing, bit his earlobe with his lips.
Siwoo, who had been accepting Evan while lying on the island table, slowly opened his closed eyes and embraced Evan with both arms. It felt like embracing a fireball that would completely melt him. It seemed like that flame would burn away all the terrible loneliness, solitude, emptiness, and all those negative emotions settled inside him.
Eyes accustomed to the darkness had no difficulty distinguishing objects. But strangely, it was blurry. Even when he closed and opened his eyes, it was blurry and the edges were gradually smudging.
His head turned white.
“My pair.”
“……E……van?”
Even while floundering in pleasure, he couldn’t ignore the word he heard clearly. But Siwoo’s voice was very small and slow. He wanted to ask what those words just meant. He didn’t expect to hear again the word that had brought him deep anguish.
Siwoo released the two arms that had been embracing Evan and tried to push him away. He wanted to see Evan’s face. But he couldn’t think properly with the lips continuously biting his neck and shoulders and the touch groping his body.
He blinked and tried to escape this hazy situation, but everything was mixed up. Siwoo’s small movements gradually subsided.
* * *
Evan, who had come out after showering in cold water, stared at Siwoo sleeping in his bed. He hadn’t planned to push him that far.
Although he had explained to Siwoo that it was just a little, he had drunk more than usual. Those sweet lips and that smooth skin kept egging him on.
The small trembling body and the voice calling his name came to mind again.
It seemed like the fairly long time spent washing in cold water was all for nothing.
While drunk, he had impulsively brought plums again.
Ignoring Daehwan’s words to just go back to the dorm since it was late, he had woken the sleeping farm owner and received a box of plums from the storage.
Siwoo’s appearance, seeming to welcome the plums more than himself who came home late, overlapped with the previous Siwoo. Honestly, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he seduced him with plums. Strangely, whenever he gave Siwoo plums, Siwoo would roll his eyes but ate them well enough.
He hadn’t told him to the end where plums were sold, but if he had known things would turn out like this, he should have told him. Evan, who sat on the edge of the bed, dry-washed his face.
Even now, a plum scent flowed from Siwoo. And it was also full of his pheromones that he had marked him with. Siwoo wouldn’t know, but he had marked him strongly enough to make alphas or omegas grit their teeth.
When he first regressed, he could only feel Siwoo’s pheromones a little when he got close, but now he could naturally feel them. And he could read the emotions seeping within them, albeit faintly. As much as his even breathing, Siwoo’s pheromones were full of a stable and comfortable feeling.
Evan raised his hand to sweep back Siwoo’s bangs. His round, neat forehead was briefly revealed, but soon the hair he had swept back covered his forehead again with a soft rustle.
Given Siwoo’s sensitive personality, the stress he’s receiving by now might be beyond imagination. Siwoo was in charge of the beginning and end of the performance. He had heard that yesterday too, Siwoo had stayed in the practice room longer than others.
He saw red marks on Siwoo’s shoulder as he tossed slightly.
He couldn’t think properly. He hadn’t planned to push Siwoo this far.
Was it because of how he welcomed the plums more than himself? No, all those things are excuses. Whenever he saw Siwoo’s eyes looking up at him with clear eyes, he couldn’t be calm. He wanted to announce right away that he was his pair. But the moment he announced they were pairs, he regressed.
Actually, Evan had been concerned about regression for the past few days. Siwoo’s reaction upon seeing the plums wasn’t normal.
Even if someone had any kind of story tied to fruit, it didn’t seem like they would show that kind of reaction. The wavering eyes as soon as he saw the plums and the way he hastily devoured them as if worried he might take them away aroused suspicion.
Moreover, Siwoo’s emotions that he felt at that time were terrible. What lay in the darkest place of the abyss was deep loneliness. Loneliness and solitude. Those two emotions were terribly familiar to him. As a result of continued regression, he had become numb to all emotions, but those two only grew stronger as time passed.
The loneliness of circling the same time alone. Time that couldn’t be shared with anyone. But Siwoo also knew those emotions. How? It wasn’t a depth that a child who was merely twenty years old, who had lived ordinarily in a happy family, could know.
……Regressor.
If Siwoo were a regressor like himself.
That can’t be, so why is he thinking this?
A bitter laugh flowed from Evan’s mouth. He seemed to have gone completely crazy.
It’s okay since Siwoo gave permission. He told him to go crazy. He’s already crazy, but he could go crazy more passionately.
Perhaps because the alcohol hadn’t completely worn off yet, impulses boiled.
While wanting to wake the sleeping Siwoo, he also wanted him to sleep comfortably.
Bringing Siwoo to his bed was also an impulsive action. Evan, knowing he should go to Siwoo’s room to sleep but lifting the blanket, lay down next to the sleeping him.
When the bed moved under his weight, Siwoo’s body naturally turned toward him.
Evan’s careful actions became a bit bolder. He gave Siwoo, who was sleeping on his side showing his back, an arm pillow. Then he embraced the small body from behind.
Warm warmth filled his arms. Evan momentarily stopped breathing at Siwoo’s action of sighing softly and tossing his body, as if something was uncomfortable. Siwoo, who had been showing his back, suddenly turned his body to face Evan and reached his arms toward him.
Siwoo, who had placed one arm on Evan’s chest and one leg firmly on top of Evan’s leg as if embracing a body pillow, fell into deep sleep again with a satisfied smile.
For one person, it was a night of sound sleep, and for the other, a night of insomnia continued.
