“In this life, this one body is ready to be thrown.”
“What are you, Sim Cheong……?”
Doha’s thoughts stopped because he was dumbfounded. What kind of nonsense ghost story was this? Offer my body? To whom? Why?
He couldn’t even grasp what kind of conversation they were having. Then Sehyun wrapped his arms around Doha’s waist and hugged him tightly.
“Now that I’m doing this, I feel wronged.”
Who’s wronged right now here? Wouldn’t it be this side that got suddenly molested while sleeping well?
Lim Sehyun’s characteristic body scent came rushing in. But the problem didn’t end there.
“Hey, you, right now…… wait.”
“Whyyy…… mm.”
“Right now down there, down there……”
The end of Doha’s voice trembled. It was because of the hard…… something he felt from below. Doha guessed its identity and squeezed his eyes shut. Oh my god. What is this really?
“No, don’t say anything. Just go back to your bed……”
Doha didn’t have the courage to ask something and hear the answer.
What the hell is this crazy bastard trying to do this time? He was curious enough to go crazy, but a red alert was ringing that he shouldn’t ask about it right now.
“Sleep well…… hyung.”
“Go!”
In the end, Doha’s sleepiness completely fled. But ridiculously, Lim Sehyun fell asleep again in that brief moment, breathing evenly.
“……”
Doha, who bolted upright, was dumbfounded by the situation just now and his mouth fell open.
“This bastard, don’t tell me it was sleep talking?”
Even though Lim Sehyun’s pronunciation was all slurred, if they had that much conversation, wouldn’t he be awake?
“Mmm……”
When he slightly pushed Sehyun’s shoulder, Sehyun was pushed without resistance. All the strength drained from his body, he really seemed like someone who was asleep.
“Wow.”
You really are a crazy bastard……
Doha admired looking at Sehyun like that. And froze in place. How should he handle this?
After looking down at Sehyun for a long time, Doha eventually got out of bed. He trudged over and sat on Sehyun’s bed across from him. And looked at Sehyun again. When Doha disappeared, he stretched out his curled up body and lay down more comfortably.
“……”
He had ridiculously been completely robbed of his bed. Even his lips were taken, and he even witnessed a wicked physiological phenomenon.
Is this, right?
Doha couldn’t escape from his bewildered emotions for a long time.
For a full 30 minutes, Doha stared blankly at Sehyun before barely laying his body down on Sehyun’s bed. He tried to calm his unsettled heart for a while looking quietly at the black ceiling, but it wasn’t easy.
“……Fuck.”
The conclusion was a single curse word.
* * *
“Ah, I slept well.”
Sehyun came out to the living room stretching. Without even any shiny oil on his face, his skin was fair and his eyes were bright. Hangover? What’s that, is it edible? That was his expression.
On the other hand.
“……”
Doha sitting at the dining table looked miserable. Deep dark circles had come down to his chin, and his hair was a mess like a bird’s nest. His soul was half gone.
“Hyung, what’s wrong with your face? Didn’t you sleep?”
Sehyun asked as if surprised and took out a pear juice pack from the refrigerator.
“Because of someone.”
Doha muttered grinding his teeth.
“Who? Me?”
“Yeah. You.”
Even at Doha’s sharp reaction, Sehyun was composed. He put the pear juice with a straw stuck in it in front of Doha and got one for himself too.
“Did I snore or something?”
“……”
This bastard, what should I do? Doha looked at Sehyun with blazing eyes.
“Do you really not remember?”
Doha asked solemnly.
“What?”
Sehyun’s eyes widened as he sucked on the pear juice.
“Yesterday, at dawn. You were in my bed……”
“Ah, right.”
Sehyun clapped his hands as if he remembered something. Doha gulped. Did he finally remember? Is he going to apologize?
“Hyung, why were you sleeping in my bed?”
“……What?”
“When I woke up, you were sleeping in my bed. Did you steal my spot, hyung?”
Sehyun made a worldly wronged expression as if he really didn’t know anything.
Stole? The spot? Me? Doha was so dumbfounded he couldn’t continue speaking and just moved his lips.
‘Wow…… this crazy.’
Is he unable to remember, or is he acting? If it was acting, it was Best Actor worthy, and if he really couldn’t remember, this was a level that needed a hospital visit.
“Do you have sleepwalking?”
If it was possibly a chronic condition, he thought he’d try to understand. No, he retracted that. Even if it was a chronic condition, he couldn’t understand.
“What’s that?”
At Sehyun’s answer, Doha clenched his trembling fists tightly. After causing all that chaos last night, sucking on someone’s lips as he pleased, even pressing that hideous thing against him, and now playing dumb?
“What’s wrong, hyung. Don’t tell me I hit you or something?”
Sehyun looked at Doha’s complexion with worried eyes.
Hit? If only you had hit me, I could at least sue. This was something he couldn’t even say or confront about. It was too much to shout “You kissed me!” when there were too many members coming and going nearby to hear.
“Haram, towel!”
“Ah! Who splashed water on my toothbrush!”
Yunbeom, Haram, and Eden were busy washing up and preparing since morning. In this chaos, he couldn’t reveal last night’s mishap.
“……Forget it. Let’s not talk about it.”
Doha let out a deep sigh and picked up the pear juice pack. As he gulped it down in anger, juice dribbled down the corner of his mouth.
“Geez, so sloppy.”
Then, Sehyun’s hand reached out. His thumb gently wiped away the pear juice on Doha’s lips.
Doha flinched in surprise and pulled back, but Sehyun didn’t care and leaned his body forward more, stroking Doha’s chin with his thumb. Then he licked the pear juice on his hand with his tongue.
Naturally, Doha was startled again.
Sehyun smiled with narrowed eyes. It overlapped with that dangerous smile he saw half-asleep last night.
‘……This bastard, does he actually remember?’
Doha felt his heart sink. But Sehyun returned to clear eyes as if nothing happened and sucked on his remaining pear juice.
“Hyung, get ready quickly. We’ll be late.”
Sehyun tapped Doha’s shoulder and headed to the bathroom. Doha blankly stared at Sehyun’s back. The warmth of the finger that touched his lips remained, burning hot.
‘Really…… what kind of guy is this?’
It seemed like an evil spirit had possessed Lim Sehyun.
* * *
A camping site in Gangwon-do with autumn sunlight pouring down. Against the backdrop of colorful autumn leaves, large reflectors gleamed. Today was the seasonal pictorial shoot day for the outdoor brand that OnX was selected as models for.
“Come on, smile a bit more! With a happy feeling!”
At the photographer’s shout, the members each sat in camping chairs pretending to roast marshmallows. In their center, a woman with an innocent face held hot chocolate in both hands making a happy expression.
After bursting into loud laughter several times even though it wasn’t funny to create a harmonious atmosphere, they also shot individual detail cuts. The shooting atmosphere was fairly good. Everyone captured pretty images on camera without major problems. Sehyun finished his individual cuts last.
“Cut! Good. Let’s take a short break!”
When it was break time from the hectic shooting, the staff moved busily. Sehyun immediately turned his gaze to look for someone.
‘Where did hyung go.’
His radar was fixed on only one person, Baek Doha. Far away, he could see Doha next to the caravan getting his padding jacket appearance checked by the coordinator. The brown down padding suited him quite well. The way he stood blankly moving his lips looked just like a squirrel preparing for winter hibernation.
As he was staring blankly because it was cute, suddenly a perfume scent came rushing in.
“Oh my, Sehyun-ssi!”
Sehyun’s brow twitched slightly. When he turned his head, actress Yoo Eunha, who was shooting together today, was standing there. An actress being called the rom-com trend and raising her stock these days. She approached swaying in a bright pink fleece jacket.
“Hello, sunbae-nim.”
Sehyun greeted politely. It was a soulless business smile but to others it was a quite bright smile.
“I saw you shooting earlier, and your poses were no joke? As expected, trending idols are different.”
Eunha giggled and slightly brushed Sehyun’s arm. Sehyun naturally stepped back one step to create distance. His gaze still glanced toward the caravan where Doha was.
Ah, the makeup team noona is touching hyung’s hair. I want to touch it too.
His hair was curled into coils and bouncy, just like a fluffy puppy. He wanted to finish shooting quickly and knead that hair to his heart’s content.
“Sehyun-ssi, if you have time, could you come on our radio once? I became the DJ this time.”
Eunha looked up at Sehyun with sparkling eyes. To anyone, it was a gaze dripping with favorability. But to Sehyun, it was just an obstacle blocking his view.
“I’d be grateful if you’d inquire about schedules through the company.”
“Hey, don’t be like that. Do we really need to go through the company between us? I’ll tell the PD to organize it as a special feature.”
Between us? Since when did we become close enough to use such terms? Just because we saw each other’s faces a few times passing by, does everyone become “us”?
Sehyun clicked his tongue inwardly. I need to go to that hyung. Earlier I saw he was hungry, staring intently at the prop BBQ skewers, I need to go get him a snack.
Why won’t this woman move out of the way without any sense?
