The man and Woonghee jumped into the ocean as if entrusting their bodies to it. The shallow seawater that came up to their ankles surged up abundantly to their knees, thighs, and chest.
“Heave-ho…!”
Woonghee plunged his head deep into the seawater. Something appeared in his hazy vision. Wondering what it was, it swam wiggling between Woonghee’s legs.
‘Got it…!’
Puhah! Breaking through the ocean while bursting out a breath. Swoosh, seawater sprayed out. Woonghee lifted something above his head. Flap flap, it was a fish thrashing about vigorously. Splash, water droplets shaken off by the tail splattered sporadically on Woonghee’s white face. Woonghee laughed, puhaha, shaking off his laughter.
“Lee Woonghee, your hunting skills haven’t died. Should we just live here?”
The man asked. Woonghee giggled and laughed while holding his stomach with one hand.
“Should we grill it?”
“No, I’ll just let the fish go.”
So it can live in the ocean. As soon as he carefully released the fish, it fled frantically to save itself. Looking at the wiggling blue fish tail, Woonghee recalled himself fleeing hastily.
When night came, the temperature at the beach dropped sharply. The man and Woonghee made a small bonfire with kindling they had picked up nearby.
Crackle crackle. The sound of flames burning and waves crashing harmonized. It was an ensemble embroidering the pitch-black night.
“……”
The two were quietly listening to that sound. They were silently savoring the feeling as if only the two of them remained in the whole world.
Whoosh, a cool sea breeze blew. The weather had definitely warmed up a lot. Soon, they would have to take the cruise out, wouldn’t they.
“……”
To the place we came from, we’re returning to that place.
But then, what about the man? This man who slept so peacefully by my side, if he’s left alone without me, how will he endure those long nights? Might he perhaps struggle a little?
Because of me.
It was a night when even the moonlight held its breath quietly. A beam of light intense enough to brighten the sky split the heavens.
“Huh…?”
Woonghee lifted his hips. …Wheeee, a meteor shower was falling. When shooting stars fall, you have to make a wish, make a wish. Woonghee impulsively jumped up. He grabbed nearby tree branches. Seashells too, pebbles too, bird feathers too…
While he was gathering suitable things, while he was collecting and piling them up haphazardly, the man just quietly watched what he was doing.
“What is this?”
“…Well.”
Woonghee looked at the shabby pile of wood he had built. Right, it would be a bit hard to figure out what it is just by looking at it. Embarrassment came rushing in, and he rolled his eyes around brightly. He just plucked at the hangnails on his hands.
“A grave.”
That seashell was bones, the pebble was a head, and the bird feather was… the white bird’s feather. At the small muttering voice, the man sighed quietly. He put the pure white feather between his fingers and rolled it around, then laughed as if it was ridiculous.
“This is a goose feather.”
Then another shooting star crossed the sky.
“A wish, hurry and make a wish.”
Woonghee quickly grabbed his hands while kneeling and prayed quietly.
‘May the dead bird rest well without pain, so it won’t appear in the man’s dreams anymore and torment him…’
Woonghee’s prayer was all about the man. May he continue to be peaceful even without me…
A meteor shower crossed over Woonghee’s small head. The white beam of light that plunged straight into the horizon seemed like it would be sucked into Woonghee’s body.
Flutter, Woonghee pushed up his eyelashes. He slowly opened his eyes, and they met with the man who had been quietly watching him.
“…I told you to make a wish.”
Woonghee curled his shoulders slightly. Why those eyes again? Why does the man always have those eyes? As if he had never once made a wish on that meteor shower. As if the only thing he desires in this world is me…
The man grabbed Woonghee’s nape and pulled him in.
“Can’t you just stay with me?”
Then he gritted his teeth. Whoosh, lush pheromones burst from somewhere and struck Woonghee’s nose heavily, burrowing in as if violating his lungs.
It was a scent flowing from the man who always seemed to be burning fiercely.
Woonghee instinctively realized. That he was trying to seduce him with pheromones and imprint on him. It was a lifelong vow that would bind them together forever like glue. It was such a terrible relationship that would only end when one side died.
“You stay by my side.”
It felt like his mind was becoming hazily slack, pop. Urk, Woonghee sharply held his breath. He covered his nose tightly with the back of his hand and gently pushed away. He shook his head slightly.
“Why?”
Are you asking because you don’t know that now? Well, I want to have your today, not hold onto your ankles.
To impulsively dump-sell everything of yours to me like this. It was absurd.
Why, isn’t there such a saying, the suspension bridge effect. On this isolated island, they endured pain together, explored each other’s bodies, and stole each other’s breath, but
when they returned to that land, they would face a reality more harsh than the wild. I’ll be a day laborer covered in dust pits at construction sites, and I’ll only see your name as the president of a construction company at best.
This man was someone I dare not covet. Being such, I couldn’t desire you. Woonghee sadly knew his place well. No, he couldn’t not know even if he wanted to. Hasn’t this reality made him kneel every time?
“I…”
Woonghee tried to continue speaking, but as if he didn’t want to hear it, the man sharply cut off his words. His cold voice struck Woonghee’s ears like a hammer.
“Right, you’re going to leave me and live as a beta?”
Rather, it was Woonghee who was shocked. Because he hadn’t thought about that at all, all those thoughts that had supported his life, that had led him as a goal, he had completely forgotten during the time with the man.
“You’re going to forget all about someone like me and live?”
No, rather what Woonghee had forgotten were the places he had to return to. To Woongju, to where he had been, to the beta life he had dreamed of…
However, Woonghee couldn’t bring out that fact. He couldn’t shake the man with honeyed words that shed all his outer shell and showed even his bare flesh. Because this man also had to return to where he had been.
“There’s no way I could forget, even now like this.”
Woonghee pulled the man’s body. He stole his lips. He burrowed in as if greedily indulging in each other’s bodies. Woonghee’s hair was buried in the sandy beach, and the man obsessively revealed his greed as he burrowed into Woonghee’s body.
***
Returning to the suite room, they washed off the sand all over their bodies, the saltiness soaked in by the sea breeze. After having one more session of sex while submerged in the bathtub water, the man finally calmed down and fell asleep intoxicated by medicine.
Woonghee gently waved his hand in front of his closed eyes. Whoo, whoo. The breathing sound as if something was sinking down remained the same. He gently rubbed the space between his eyebrows that was constantly furrowed with his thumb.
The strength in his handsome forehead loosened, and his thick eyebrows that had been fiercely crumpled gradually subsided.
“……”
Without me by his side, this man will have a hard time…
The gestures of hastily undressing and burrowing into me, that obsessive behavior of somehow trying to fold my limbs and place them under himself was rather closer to a child’s clinging.
Woonghee carefully got up from the bed. The opportunity was when he was asleep. Rustle rustle, he moved his hands quietly.
He made plenty of scented candles. Praying for his comfortable sleep. Woonghee put plenty of his own scent in them.
And he also tucked photographs one by one into the movie script book. Those photographs that contained only the man’s obsession. The script book quickly swelled thickly.
“Crazy human…”
That obsession and greed were so tremendous that it really made him laugh in spite of himself.
I hope he just takes it out once by chance while living. Right, back then I used to roll around with this kind of thing on that shitty island. I hope he regards it as a memory or something.
Then at a thought that suddenly came to mind, Woonghee flinched and trembled his hand.
…Then what about me?
I don’t have anything to remember that man with, do I?
…I had never worried about such a thing. No, even if such thoughts occurred, Woonghee was busy quickly discarding them to one side.
What do I do without that man?
What happens to me left alone?
It was confusing. Not even once had he been afraid of being left alone… I was always alone, so I couldn’t even feel loneliness. I’m just returning to how it was originally.
Woonghee quietly turned around. He was there. Just a few steps away, at a distance he could reach with just an outstretched hand, he was sound asleep.
“……”
His feet twitched. Because he wanted to go to him. He knew that if he just reached out his hand, you would embrace me in your arms even in your sleep and give me a place by your side.
When trapped in his forearms and chest, his breath scattered to my nape. His pheromones enveloped me.
To make an excuse, that was why. I wasn’t confident I wouldn’t miss that.
“……”
Now when I see the morning glow, when I see the ocean, when I see white birds, when I see a cruise as large as a pirate ship, I have no confidence that I won’t think of you.
I need something too. What on earth can I take from you? I can’t even cut off an arm to take…
Then suddenly, something struck Woonghee’s head. Ah, sighing, he barged into somewhere without warning. Creak, the place he opened the door to was the man’s dressing room.
A watch, the man’s watch came to mind. As if he couldn’t stand each minute and second, Gi Junhyuk’s gaze had reached there every time. He carefully picked it up and also stole one shirt.
It was what Gi Junhyuk wore most often and most frequently. It must have been precious, but since he’s fucking rich, it would be okay to just buy one more, wouldn’t it?
Woonghee secretly put it in his shabby luggage bag. Then creak, he closed the closet door.
If he got caught, he was going to make that excuse. That he stole it because it looked expensive since you cherished it most. He would never reveal the truth. Never that he kept it because he might miss you.
‘You…’
I hope you meet a pretty, splendid, and wonderful alpha, I hope you meet another person and become even happier and more fulfilled.
Make the wonderful movie you so desire, and live stylishly like that for your whole life.
As for me, yes, this is enough for me.
