Seungun got into the elevator.
‘Ring the bell just three times. If the door doesn’t open even after three rings, use this as a last resort.’
He recalled Myeongwoo’s advice while pressing the doorbell. Even after pressing it three times, there was no response. Seungun pressed his ear close to the front door. As expected, not a sound could be heard. There was no choice. He took out the last resort Myeongwoo had given him. With this card, he could enter and exit the house where Gi Siyoung resided. Since there was no response even after pressing the bell several times, he had to directly unlock the door and enter.
Tti-ri-rik-
The lock was released.
Seungun pulled the door. With just a slight pull, the door opened easily, and when he let go of his hand, the door closed on its own. Having completely entered the house, Seungun unconsciously burst out with an exclamation of “Wow.”
“Do all celebrities live in houses like this?”
The sun already high in the sky was warmly illuminating the living room as large as a playground. Sunlight settled on the soft-looking curtains. The panoramic view of Seoul spread out outside didn’t feel real. Even if you went up to a famous tourist spot in the city center, it wouldn’t be as magnificent as this.
A large, plush sofa and low table. A huge screen hanging on the wall. The sound of air purification quietly coming from the system air conditioner on the ceiling barely reminded Seungun of his purpose for coming here.
“Ah, right. Siyoung-ssi? Are you here? Siyoung-ssi.”
When the moment came to put Gi Siyoung’s name in his mouth, it was truly awkward and embarrassing. On the large island table that divided the kitchen and dining room, a drama script currently being filmed was spread open, as if he’d read it and slept the night before. As he was moving the water cup placed next to it to one side lest the moisture wet the script, he heard the sound of a door opening—beol-keok—from behind his back.
“Don’t you know how to ring a bell?”
An irritated voice.
‘Don’t rub him the wrong way as much as possible. The filming set atmosphere runs smoothly without obstruction only when Siyoung’s mood is good. We absolutely must prioritize the actor’s condition, condition above all.’
Recalling Myeongwoo’s advice, Seungun slowly turned around.
“Didn’t you hear me? I rang the doorbell three times from outside. But there was still no answer, so I took the liberty—huk-!”
“…….”
“Ah, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were undressed.”
Seungun turned around again with a start in nervousness.
“What’s with that reaction?”
Gi Siyoung shook his wet hair roughly with a towel.
“Is this the first time you’ve seen a naked body between men?”
“…Pardon?”
“Are there people who shower with their clothes on?”
Before he could answer, Gi Siyoung got closer. An arm stretched out from behind. Then he took the cold water cup that had been on the table. The distance must have been quite close. He could feel the heat from Gi Siyoung’s body, fresh from the shower. Seungun didn’t budge from where he stood and only focused on the sounds coming from behind.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
The sound of his Adam’s apple emptying the water cup was vivid. Having quenched his thirst in just three gulps, Gi Siyoung carelessly set down the cup with a tak. Seungun imagined Gi Siyoung drinking water naked behind him. Then his face grew hot. So that means a person in a completely naked state is standing behind him, right? Even if it’s an occupation that appears before the public, is being completely naked in front of others such a casual thing?
“Did they smear honey on the wall? Why do you keep facing away? It’s not like I have something attached that you don’t have.”
“…….”
The low-voiced delinquent tone of speech reminded him of the troublemaker youngest son of a chaebol family that he’d played during his minor years. Well. It’s between men after all. Siyoung’s words also had a point. Gi Siyoung was just the same human being. Just because he’s a successful actor who lives in a house like this doesn’t make him a rare animal. Seungun, who’d been pondering deeply, turned around again.
It had been a week. Meeting Gi Siyoung up close like this. If there was a difference from when they finished greeting at the company, back then Siyoung was in neat attire of stylish casual formal wear, and now he was in a stark naked state without a single thread on.
“What are you staring at like that?”
Gi Siyoung asked sulkily to Seungun, whose gaze had been stolen by his broad shoulders.
“Ah, well.”
Seungun acknowledged it. Gi Siyoung was undoubtedly a person born to be a celebrity. He’d seen a body like that on television. His body was exceptional, like athletes appearing in the Olympics. Siyoung seemed like a different human being with a different bone structure itself.
Full, luscious muscles filling his upper body. The muscles that naturally rippled every time he breathed were taut as if they’d bounce off a knife even if you stabbed it in. Moreover, his skin, fresh from scrubbing clean, was as smooth as porcelain without a speck of dust.
A fantastic face attached atop a straight neck muscle. The stream of water flowing from his not-yet-dried hair between his long neck and sensual chest valley made him feel sensuality.
Seungun’s gaze, which had been following down the deep lines of his abs, stopped at Siyoung’s thighs. Gi Siyoung saw through that Seungun was in the middle of admiring him in a daze. Then he raised the corner of his mouth crookedly and murmured.
“Well, is this your first time seeing something like this? It is a rare item.”
“Pardon?”
For a moment he thought his ears had gone wrong. However, the smile that appeared on Gi Siyoung’s face was no mistake. When he moved his thigh muscles, firm like a sculpture, the thing between his legs unreservedly revealed its position. Seungun, looking down at that sight from the front, felt dazed for a moment.
“…….”
They say there’s no ordinary person among celebrities, and Gi Siyoung also seemed to be one of those crazies. The sense of disparity he felt between the Gi Siyoung he’d imagined just from his image and him before his eyes now was indescribable. Siyoung was probably the kind of bastard who was lucky enough to be born with a superior face and lives for the taste of his own arrogance. Otherwise, there’s no way he’d brag about his dick size to a manager he’s meeting for the first time.
“Here I thought.”
Seungun spoke quietly and raised his head. Somehow he didn’t want to readily produce the answer Gi Siyoung wanted. He probably expected a naively flustered face, but he didn’t want to show him that kind of appearance either. In any case, he didn’t want to be dragged along as he swung things around.
“I thought you had something great attached.”
“…What, what did you say?”
Gi Siyoung’s eyebrow ridge twitched. Seungun turned his gaze away.
“I have the car waiting downstairs. Myeongwoo sunbae-nim went to buy coffee. Is there anything else I should prepare?”
“No, I asked what you just said—.”
“I’ll wait at the entrance until you’re ready.”
Having finished what he had to say, Seungun quickly headed to the entrance. Gi Siyoung, who was about to follow, looked at his own state and turned his steps toward the dressing room. Only after he disappeared did Seungun release the tension from his shoulders completely. Seriously, he had a hard time because there was nowhere to rest his eyes.
“Really amazing. Even public baths are incredibly awkward for me…”
Not long after, Gi Siyoung appeared wearing clothes. As he opened the door and came out, for a moment he thought a model was walking over. And instinctively his gaze went to his crotch. For Seungun, who already knew the volume of that thing, it was a natural reaction. He was curious how that tremendous thing was well stored inside his pants.
“Let’s go. I’ve packed the script.”
Seungun hurriedly held the elevator. Inside the elevator heading to the underground parking lot, Seungun glanced down at the paper script. <Affair>. It was the drama title. Myeongwoo had tipped him off that <Affair>, a pre-produced drama, was scheduled to air early next year and had a tremendous amount of capital invested in it. Seungun thought he should look up related information later when he had time and glanced to the side.
“…….”
Gi Siyoung was standing leaning his body against the elevator corner. Black jeans and a white t-shirt, just a pair of sunglasses on his small face, yet he had a different air. The bridge of his nose extending straight below the sunglasses was like a blade, and his skin without a speck of dust was soft and smooth.
“Rather than glancing, why don’t you just look openly?”
Siyoung, who felt the gaze, turned his head sharply. When he lowered his chin slightly, his sharp eyes were revealed beyond the sunglasses. Seungun’s flustered face was reflected starkly in the pitch-black lenses. Seungun hastily corrected his posture. In front of a person with extraordinary energy, no matter how much you pretend to be tough, you feel small. So he straightened his neck like a crane.
“I was looking at the mirror over there.”
“Is naked bodies your taste?”
“Pardon?”
“You were looking openly earlier just fine.”
“…….”
“What was it again, ah, you thought something great was attached?”
Gi Siyoung held a grudge more than expected.
“If I offended you, I apologize.”
Seungun bowed his head slightly.
“I didn’t bring it up to get an apology.”
But contrary to his words, he seemed like that more than anyone. Seungun spoke as if making an excuse.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen a celebrity that close up. Especially Siyoung-ssi is famous enough that there’s no one in our country who doesn’t know you. So I was flustered and made a slip of the tongue.”
Gi Siyoung snickered with a face that said, you call that an excuse? The descending elevator was already getting close to the underground parking lot. Gi Siyoung looked at the falling numbers on the panel and fired off like a machine gun.
“I’ll speak bluntly. If you’re here to build connections and networks with your assigned actor, go back. And I absolutely detest being spoken to about trivial matters.”
“Yes. I’m not originally someone who talks much either.”
Seungun retorted not to be outdone, telling him to be assured.
Ji-ing. Even before the elevator door fully opened, Gi Siyoung extended his foot and went out first. Perhaps because his legs were long, his stride was quite fast too.
“Smacking your lips and eating something in the car, I really detest that too. Whether I’m in the car or not, don’t eat anything. It’s disgusting when food smells remain in the car.”
“I have severe motion sickness, so I don’t eat anything in the car.”
He’d already completed grasping all of Gi Siyoung’s preferences. As he responded to each of his words, Siyoung, who was ahead, suddenly stopped walking. He almost bumped his face into that broad back. Seungun quickly retreated several steps back and secured distance.
“…….”
The face of Siyoung slowly turning around had “displeased” written on it.
“…….”
Seungun bit his upper lip slightly. In his own way, he’d informed him to be assured it would never happen, but that seemed to have stoked his anger instead. Seungun knew how to smile when in a difficult situation. Even if his eyes couldn’t smile, he could curve his eye shape like his mouth.
“What did you say your name was?”
