“Ugh…. The airport is exhausting every time I come….”
Myeongwoo collapsed into a chair while wailing. Having entered the VIP lounge, they were all in an exhausted state. This place, with all noise behind them, felt like a different world—so much so that it seemed like a dream that they’d just been in pandemonium.
On the table where small hotel-like packaged snacks were gathered, a tablet for calling staff was installed, and from the shower room inside, the faint sound of water could be heard.
“Seungun-ah, are you okay? You really got your initiation. Hahaha.”
Myeongwoo pointed at Seungun, who was a mess as if he’d cut through a jungle, and burst into laughter. Seungun discovered his own appearance reflected in the glass window overlooking the airport runway. His hair and clothes were a complete mess, grabbed and pulled in all directions. The sounds of reporters’ and fans’ shutters, clamoring, and screaming still mixed together and lingered, making his ears ring. He hurriedly straightened his clothes.
“If you’re hungry, eat something. I need to eat or I won’t make it, drained like this. Call me when Siyoung comes out after washing. Let’s do a baton touch.”
“Yes.”
Myeongwoo left the VIP room. Seungun walked across the carpet and approached the large window overlooking the huge runway. Soon he would board a plane that large and fly through the sky. Knowingly or unknowingly, Seungun’s heart pounded.
It was his first time seeing a plane this close, and his first time viewing a runway from such a position. To come on this business trip, he’d made a passport for the first time in his life. Everything was a first. He was so absorbed in watching the runway endlessly that he didn’t even hear the bathroom door opening behind him.
“……”
Gi Siyoung emerged along with steam. Coming out while shaking his hair, he spotted Seungun stuck to the window. Until he approached, Seungun looked outside with an expression distracted by something. What is he looking at like that? Gi Siyoung checked outside following his gaze.
“……”
An empty runway. Seungun stared at it as if it were some invention. Gi Siyoung poked somewhere on Seungun’s cheekbone reflected in the window with his index finger. Only then did Seungun notice the presence and turn his gaze there. There was a wound where the finger touched.
“Im Seungun-ssi is covered in blood the moment you take your eyes off him.”
“…This much isn’t even a wound.”
“Let me see.”
Gi Siyoung observed the wound intently. Hot heat wafted from his body, which had showered as soon as they entered the VIP lounge because people had touched him. Seungun moistened his lips with an inexplicable nervousness. He tried to step back, but right behind him was the window. In the end, it was Seungun who turned his head first. Gi Siyoung covered the short nail scratch drawn in a line with the back of his hand.
“Doesn’t it sting?”
“It doesn’t really hurt.”
“How dull. You’re really a person who requires a lot of care.”
“……”
Gi Siyoung turned his back and walked while speaking.
“Well, since you’re that kind of person, of course you’d gladly pour drinks even at the humiliating order to pour drinks.”
He really holds grudges. Seungun grumbled inwardly.
“I never gladly poured anything.”
“Is there something else you haven’t told me?”
Gi Siyoung sat on the recliner sofa and stretched his long legs out onto the stool opposite. His long limbs filled the spacious VIP waiting room.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m asking if there’s more about you that I don’t know. At this rate, how can I trust Seungun-ssi and work together?”
“You said before that I didn’t look like someone who would lie.”
“That was when I didn’t care at all about Im Seungun-ssi’s past. And you already lied to me. Saying someone you knew was someone you didn’t know.”
“…There’s nothing else besides that.”
“Can you take responsibility for those words?”
“Yes.”
Seungun, caught in his own trap, bowed his head even while answering.
“Haa. I don’t know how I should trust people from now on. I can’t even drink this water comfortably right now.”
Gi Siyoung gently gripped the oval glass cup. His face as he handled the water cup was gloomily sunken. In reality, he hadn’t touched anything since arriving here.
The aftermath of the drunk driving lasted longer than expected, both internally and externally. As Director Kang and Myeongwoo wished, they could only hope that after this overseas business trip, public opinion would quiet down.
When Gi Siyoung needed comfort, Seungun had hugged and kissed him. Just as he’d poured drinks when Lee Jinwoo told him to pour drinks, hugs and kisses weren’t particularly valuable to Seungun. They were just one means according to need. If doing so would extinguish Gi Siyoung’s suspicion of him, perhaps he could reap a good harvest before the six months were even up.
However, on the other hand, he hoped time would pass slowly. As serious as the matter was, it required a lot of time and effort, and President Gu’s touch was looser than usual. Thanks to that, Seungun could breathe. Next to Gi Siyoung, he breathed properly. It was only ironic that he felt peace beside the man he had to step on and climb over.
“Should I hug you?”
Im Seungun said dryly.
“What?”
“Or should I kiss you like that time?”
Gi Siyoung chuckled without looking surprised.
“Why? Do I look like I need comfort right now?”
“To some extent.”
“……”
Gi Siyoung scratched his temple. He realized that Im Seungun’s coping methods were different from ordinary people. As if it didn’t matter what happened to himself. He acted like someone optimized to exclude emotions and match the other person’s convenience.
That’s probably why he even served Lee Jinwoo drinks with that temperament. Gi Siyoung raised his head and met eyes with Seungun. Then he buried his back deeply and tapped his broad thighs.
“Not a bad proposal.”
“……”
“We have time until boarding and nothing to do. Then climb on here.”
“……”
Im Seungun briefly looked around. The glass window behind him, fully exposed, bothered him most. He turned around and lowered all the blinds. The bright interior became instantly dark. Next, he checked the entrance door too.
This was a private room where smelly food wasn’t allowed. It would take some time for Myeongwoo, who’d gone to eat breakfast saying he was hungry, to fill his belly and return. Still, just in case, as a precaution, he approached the door and locked it.
“Wow, you’re as skilled as someone who’s done this many times in places like this.”
Gi Siyoung muttered while looking up at Seungun, who climbed onto his thighs only after finishing all the work.
“Just in case.”
While saying that, Seungun thoroughly examined even the blind spots of the room. Perhaps because it was a private room, there were no surveillance cameras installed inside.
“You should have checked that before straddling my thighs.”
“……”
Siyoung grabbed Seungun’s chin and pulled it down as he spoke.
“A sudden thought.”
“Yes.”
“If that bastard Lee Jinwoo had told you to kiss, would you have pressed up like this so readily?”
Heat was felt from their locked eyes. He would probably ask this question with the momentum to never, ever forget. The only way to make Gi Siyoung shut up quickly was this.
Im Seungun grabbed the smooth cheeks with both hands and lowered his head. Their lips met damply. The hands holding his cheeks went inside Siyoung’s not-yet-dry back of the head. Silky hair flowing between his fingers tickled like down.
Gi Siyoung opened his mouth and let Seungun’s tongue in. Each time their dampened tongues intertwined, sticky sounds emerged.
“Hng.”
Siyoung’s fingers entered inside the crumpled t-shirt. The hand gripping his pelvis pulled his lower back close to the lower abdomen. Before long, someone’s lower body thickly bulged prominently. Seungun tried to pull his head away but couldn’t budge. A large hand was holding the back of Seungun’s head.
If the tail was long, the possibility of being caught by someone increased. What if Myeongwoo knocked on the door? When asked what they’d done with the door locked, they weren’t in a state to calmly go out. It felt like his whole body had been disheveled by Gi Siyoung’s hands.
Seungun, becoming urgent, laboriously tapped his shoulder blade. He buried his hot lips in Seungun’s nape and asked, “Why?”
“St, stop, stop…. It’s about time for people to come.”
“I’m not comforted enough yet.”
A strong premonition came that if he fully relieved his feelings here, they wouldn’t be able to board the plane on time. At Seungun’s words, Gi Siyoung lowered his head like an obedient child. And he still gazed at Seungun, whose eye level was higher than his.
“……”
A flush like red roses appeared on Gi Siyoung’s cheeks. His lips, glistening with saliva, shone like an animal that had eaten well. Seungun deliberately pretended not to notice it and came down awkwardly, avoiding Gi Siyoung’s noticeably swollen front.
On the sofa, Gi Siyoung’s body was fully relaxed languorously. He didn’t even cover the middle part of his pants. He spread his legs slowly wider. He blinked his drowsy eyes slowly.
“Haa, once I’m up, it doesn’t go down easily.”
“What?”
“I said once I’m up, it doesn’t go down easily.”
“I didn’t ask again because I didn’t hear. And on the day the stalker came to your house, it went down fine.”
He didn’t want to mention that day again, but with Gi Siyoung’s tone blaming him for getting hard, he couldn’t not bring up that topic.
“What crazy bastard gets aroused seeing a stalker? Isn’t that a pervert?”
“Go inside and at least wash your face and come out.”
“……”
“Hurry.”
Gi Siyoung suddenly felt petulant. There were countless people desperate to kiss him. After kissing, there was a truckload of people who not only looked at him with hearts popping out of their eyes like fairy tale protagonists awakened by a kiss, but clung annoyingly beyond that.
However, Im Seungun was different. He was a peculiar human in many ways. Rather, his dry and calm attitude ignited the fuse of competitive spirit.
“Wh, what are you doing right now?”
Seungun jumped with rabbit eyes wide open. Because Gi Siyoung had put his hand on his pants buckle.
