Love Venom

※Please note that this work contains some depictions related to minor abuse.

Heo Seoun, who had accumulated significant debt due to an accident and his sick cousin brother, makes a suspicious deal with a hyungnim he happened to meet. The request: approach the hyungnim’s cousin brother, Lee Jiwoo, and uncover his secrets. Seoun sees the 100 million won deposited as an advance payment and hastily accepts the deal, then infiltrates a route that Jiwoo frequents in order to build an intimate relationship with him.

While waiting for Jiwoo to appear, Seoun casually turns his head and a face suddenly pops into view right in front of him.

“Excuse me.”

It was the guy from the photo hyungnim had shown him. The spotlessly clean skin and unreal appearance were exactly the same as in the photo.

“Hello?”

Lee Jiwoo. 22 years old. Birthday: December 29th. Bisexual. Heavy drinker, heavy smoker, hedonist, suspected bipolar disorder, highly likely to do drugs as well…

“Do you happen to have a girlfriend?”

“……”

“Or a boyfriend…”

Lee Jiwoo, the hyungnim’s cousin brother, shows interest in Heo Seoun and suddenly charges forward before Seoun even has a chance to approach first. Seoun worries that Jiwoo might have already figured out that he’s a spy planted by hyungnim and tries to figure out Jiwoo’s true intentions, but as he grows closer to the unconventional and abnormal Jiwoo, he begins to feel strange emotions toward him…

***

“I’ve been thinking, how about we exchange gifts the next time we meet?”

Every time he speaks, his lips press against my nape and move, tickling me to death. But wait, isn’t this just kissing at this point? Ugh, fuck. Making money is really fucking hard.

“Sure, what do you want?”

Did he have something he wanted from me from the beginning? Otherwise, there’s no reason he’d suddenly say something like that.

“Your hair.”

I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away. Jiwoo looked at me with innocent eyes.

“You can give it to me now. Just in case, it’d be great if you could give me two types—one cut with scissors and one plucked with the hair follicle still attached.”

What the hell is he talking about?

“Is hair a bit much? Then fingernails or toenails are fine too.”

As I stood there awkwardly with a dubious expression, Jiwoo tilted his head to the side and said something horrifying.

It was incomparably more bewildering than when Jiwoo had been rubbing against my nape.

“Why would you want that?”

“Because I want to stay with you all the time.”

“…What?”

“If I have a part of you, it’ll feel like we’re still together, won’t it?”