“Does it have to be like this?”
“Change your clothes and come out.”
Gye Sajun, who had pushed Woojae into the changing room, only took out his own uniform bag and went outside. It didn’t seem like a very good idea, but having followed him this far, it would be strange to say he wouldn’t do it.
“Hah……”
After stripping off his clothes and putting on the uniform, a chill set in, but since he hadn’t planned to come here originally, he didn’t have proper clothes to wear underneath either. In the end, he had to wear the uniform on his bare body just like the first day he learned jiu-jitsu from Gye Sajun.
After completing the change of clothes, he naturally stood in front of Gye Sajun and gripped his collar strongly, and as if he’d planned it, it was very visible that he was wearing a black rash guard underneath—though Woojae just called it a compression shirt.
“Do you always wear this underneath?”
“I’ve been looking for an opportunity to test how much you’ve learned before going on the MT.”
“Oh great……”
Woojae immediately applied a technique to Gye Sajun without a word, thinking he’d quickly finish and collapse to sleep. Even though he moved his body without warning, Gye Sajun didn’t panic and let himself be caught in the technique as Woojae led. Even though he’d only rested for a few days, moving his body immediately improved his mood.
“You need to put strength into your toes. Make it so I can’t move.”
He thought he’d done well, but apparently in Gye Sajun’s eyes, the shortcomings were immediately visible. He escaped Woojae’s clumsy restraint and immediately reversed the position. As soon as he got on top, he grabbed and spread the collar with both hands. It was a move to prevent him from moving his arms.
“Ah.”
Woojae had to feel cold at the large fists that came between his armpits and the chest exposed as the collar spread open to its limit. Gye Sajun, who was more flustered than Woojae even though he was the one who had grabbed and spread the uniform top, hurriedly closed the spread uniform.
“Why aren’t you wearing clothes underneath?”
“Did I know I’d be doing this when I came out today?”
At the sight of his ear tips turning bright red, Woojae had to frown, feeling needlessly embarrassed for no reason. The weird one was the guy whose ears turned red just from seeing a guy’s bare chest, so why should he be blamed?
“Is this bastard innocent or a pervert?”
Woojae, who had become needlessly embarrassed, raised his voice instead.
“I’ll take this off, so come back with something on underneath.”
Gye Sajun said while untying the uniform string around his waist, pulling it and opening the top. Until just now, Woojae had been going on about what’s the big deal about a man’s chest, but when he actually saw Gye Sajun undressing in front of him, revealing his broad chest hidden under the black compression shirt, he felt strange. Woojae unconsciously reached out and closed the guy’s uniform.
“It’s fine. Why go that far? Hurry up and squeeze me so I can go sleep.”
This too was something to regret saying. Because he had to wrestle with the guy until his back was soaked with sweat and his whole body was screaming. For about two hours at that. What was even more remarkable was that Woojae, whose fatigue had reached its limit while tumbling back and forth with Gye Sajun, ended up causing an accident.
He had reached the point of confusing dreams with reality.
When he repeatedly pulled and gripped the uniform collar until his fingertips ached, Woojae had to let out rough breaths from extreme fatigue. Gye Sajun easily subdued Woojae who rushed at him with all his might each time, and each time Woojae twisted his body trying to escape from his hands without losing. It was as persistent as a fight that wouldn’t end.
“Ugh! Ha, fuck, you tough, bastard……!”
“Did I, huff, squeeze you enough to satisfy you?”
The question with a nice smile hanging on his lips seemed like he was hoping for praise. Right now his body’s state was no different from a rag wrung out in a washing machine, but to answer yes to the question of whether he’d squeezed him satisfactorily would hurt his pride.
“This much doesn’t even register! Ugh!”
Woojae pulled out his leg through a gap that briefly appeared and kicked down on Gye Sajun’s side as if trampling it. Then Gye Sajun, who raised an eyebrow, gripped Woojae’s pant leg and forcibly spread his legs.
Between Woojae’s thighs that had spread while struggling, Gye Sajun stood both feet up like blades to prevent them from closing and pushed his forearm under the back of his neck like an arm pillow to completely restrain Woojae. Hot breath soaked and penetrated the stiff uniform. His swollen fingertips had reached the point where they could no longer properly grip Gye Sajun’s uniform.
“Fuuuck……”
Woojae finally gave up and strongly tapped Gye Sajun’s back. He hit with a bit of emotion. Because it seemed like only that would relieve his frustration. Even though the temperature touching his palm was hot, his face looked completely unfazed. That made Woojae even more angry.
When he somewhat rebelliously declared surrender, Gye Sajun, who had been holding Woojae unable to move until then, slowly raised his body. His face, which now had beads of sweat, was flushed red. And yet he was still picture-perfect handsome, which pissed him off. When they actually clashed bodies, the dream didn’t come to mind. It was just fun and refreshing.
“So you’re going to sleep now?”
“Hah…… Phew, you ignorant bastard. You should have, left me strength to get to the dorm.”
A voice full of complaints naturally leaked out. That was because he didn’t even have the strength to move a finger. He wanted to just sprawl out and fall asleep right there. Gye Sajun released the strength from the body holding Woojae with a deliberately generous voice and whispered lowly.
“Just rest like this for a bit.”
As if those words were the trigger, Woojae, who had been breathing with his eyes closed, fell asleep like a lie. With mental fatigue piled up and physical fatigue on top of it, he’d reached the point where he couldn’t withstand drowsiness.
His body, laid down exhausted, was so comfortable that he fell into sleep as if fainting. It happened in the blink of an eye. And this was precisely the starting point of the accident.
***
“……Are you really sleeping?”
Sajun, who witnessed the fallen Go Woojae fall asleep in 3 seconds, had to doubt his eyes. The face quietly covered by even eyelashes truly belonged to a sleeping person. Even Snow White who ate the poisoned apple or Aurora who pricked her finger on a spinning wheel probably didn’t fall asleep this quickly.
Go Woojae sleeping with his arm as a pillow looked precarious, as if he’d wake at the slightest movement. After brief deliberation, Sajun decided to take time to admire the docile Go Woojae in that position despite the uncomfortable posture.
When he thought about it, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. When he stayed at Go Woojae’s house, it was night so it was dark and he couldn’t see properly. Usually when he saw him in broad daylight, his face had both eyes blazing or something displeasing clouding it, so seeing him sleeping comfortably made his chest tickle.
“I said rest for a bit. I never said to sleep.”
It was a reproachful statement, but he deliberately didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t want to wake the deeply sleeping Go Woojae. Go Woojae, who cursed and frowned at everything, looked quite good sleeping while breathing evenly.
When he carefully moved the sweat-soaked bangs with his fingers, his white forehead was revealed under the fluorescent light.
“You’re built like you’ve never experienced hardship.”
His face without rough edges shone white like white porcelain made from fine clay and fired. On that subject, it was just fascinating that Go Woojae had experienced all kinds of hardship inappropriate for his age. It would be worlds apart from his own past days, growing up seeing only good things in overprotection that was virtually confinement.
According to further investigation, Go Woojae had really lived a life worthy of a documentary. There were also stories that broadcasting stations had tried to approach him several times. If Go Woojae had been a bit more greedy in that direction, he would have seen him on TV first. If that had been the case, he wouldn’t have made such a bad first impression.
“That’s a bit regrettable.”
The body that had been struggling in his arms was softened, drunk on sleep. When he let go of the collar he’d been gripping tightly out of habit and gently wrapped around his shoulder, Go Woojae rubbed his forehead against his forearm.
He was like a young child throwing a sleep tantrum. Through the slightly opened collar gap, flushed skin was visible. The slightly exposed nipple was a distinctly different color from the soft skin. A vulgar desire to touch it raised its head.
“What kind of confidence makes you wear a uniform on your naked body? Not even knowing it’s dangerous.”
Sajun threw out a small question that wouldn’t get an answer and carefully closed his uniform. Go Woojae stood out wherever he went. It would be nice if he’d just stay still, but it was amazing how as soon as you took your eyes off him, he’d do something to cause trouble. Gye Sajun, who had been carefully observing Go Woojae, had to close his eyes for a moment. Because his field of vision was filled with reddened lips and pink cheeks flushed with excitement.
“Snow White has nothing on you.”
Go Woojae was similar to yet different from Snow White who left where she lived under oppression and neglect. If he were Snow White, he would have killed the incompetent father and reclaimed the throne. Just seeing how he rushed in desperately to the end even when it was clear he couldn’t win showed that.
Sajun wrapped Go Woojae’s hand that had been hitting his back just moments ago with his palm. Would he wake up if I kissed him like this? There was a time when he wanted to try kissing him just once. Because it seemed like then he could confirm for sure. At the impulse he’d never felt in his life, Sajun approached the sleeping Woojae closely. The two people’s faces drew close, leaving only a slight gap.
Should I try a stolen kiss? It seemed like even that much could be passed off as a joke.
Such worries didn’t continue for long. Before their lips could touch, Go Woojae’s eyelids opened.
“What…… Hey.”
The voice drunk on sleep was definitely Go Woojae’s. Sajun tried to find words of excuse and soon gave up. For a moment he was at a loss for words and appropriate words wouldn’t come out. Moreover, even though it was a moment when he should immediately raise his body, he couldn’t. He could only, as if entranced, follow Go Woojae’s gaze looking at the hand caught by him.
“Is it that dream again?”
He didn’t know what dream he was talking about, but judging by the small sigh, he suspected that the reason his complexion had been bad recently was because of ‘dreams’.
