Taesung, this is your first and last chance. Once this passes, you’ll never get another opportunity like this.
You know the chairman wanted to adopt you as his son. If that bastard Hyun Jaeha hadn’t suddenly appeared, you would have stood as the chairman’s chief mourner. What loyalty do you have to keep toward that little bastard? A little bastard who should have died along with his father anyway—fix everything now and find your way to live.
Handle this matter well and I’ll let you go.
You and all those bastards working under you.
Taesung just wanted to live.
Hyun Jaeha at least grew up receiving his father’s love while Hyun Sejun was alive, and after Hyun Sejun died, didn’t he monopolize Chairman Hyun Hongwon’s love and live like a human being, beautifully and preciously?
Taesung had never once lived like a human being.
So.
Fuck, I know I shouldn’t be doing this either.
But you’ve lived enjoying enough.
I deserve to have a chance at least once too.
So Taesung stormed into the lawyer’s office handling Chairman Hyun Hongwon’s inheritance. He scraped together all the documents he could find and smashed computers and office equipment to pieces. He planned to drag Hyun Jaeha to the Incheon warehouse and ‘deal with’ him. But he noticed the situation first and disappeared. They thoroughly searched Chairman Hyun Hongwon’s mansion and the officetel the chairman had prepared near the university for Jaeha’s commute while he was alive, but couldn’t find a trace of him.
He expected Jang Hyeokjin to throw a fit, but surprisingly he accepted the situation of Hyun Jaeha’s disappearance with satisfaction. However, since the matter wasn’t properly resolved, he attached the condition that he couldn’t ‘completely’ let him go as promised. Instead, he’d at least let him stop ‘that thing,’ let him set up a separate company, but live receiving Wonin Construction’s work and handling matters Jang Hyeokjin instructed, patting Taesung’s back and pouring him celebratory drinks.
So was Taesung living like a human being now?
He’d actually known all along.
As long as ‘they’ didn’t see Taesung as human, Taesung couldn’t be treated as human.
Not only Jang Hyeokjin but also Han Yongwoo and the countless fucking bastards who passed through Taesung, even Chairman Hyun Hongwon who cherished Taesung—everyone saw Taesung as a ‘dog.’
A dog that does everything it’s told. A dog that can’t say anything even when kicked and tormented at will. An obedient dog.
Perhaps the day he drove away Jaeha with his own hands—Jaeha who might have been the only one to see Taesung as human—Taesung forever lost the path to becoming human.
He rubbed his bruised neck.
The mark Jaeha left yesterday felt like a collar put on a dog.
Jaeha wouldn’t see Taesung as human anymore either.
A dog bastard.
Who doesn’t know gratitude.
“Hyung, when was your first kiss?”
In the cramped room, Taesung had been wiping dust and killing time with a mobile game next to a fan that rattled with every turn because it was probably assembled wrong—he doubted his ears at what he’d just heard and looked down. Jaeha, whose limbs had grown long and lanky so that any cute aspects had disappeared, was lying with his face—which alone retained a youthful look—resting on Taesung’s knee. Looking up intently at Taesung while shyly covering his lips with the book scrawled with long English words he’d been reading just moments ago.
“Why are you asking that?”
“Because I’m curious.”
“So why are you curious, you bastard?”
“Well.”
Jaeha opened his already large eyes even wider and rounder as he looked at Taesung, then soon curved his eyes into crescents.
“I’m a high schooler now, so if I get a girlfriend or something, I might end up kissing her.”
Taesung frowned with an uncomfortable expression as if he’d learned intimate details he didn’t need to know.
“But I’m worried they’ll make fun of me if I say I haven’t had my first kiss yet.”
“You haven’t done it yet?”
“Yeah.”
“With that face?”
Jaeha slyly put the book aside. He was smiling with his red lips curled up peculiarly.
“Do I look like I’d have my first kiss early?”
“No fuck, you mean you haven’t done it even though you could if you wanted to. Then there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
Taesung felt unnecessarily awkward and looked back at his innocent phone screen. In the meantime, the character that had been diligently running across the screen had died and a game over message appeared.
“So I can kiss if I put my mind to it.”
Jaeha kept moving his head around on his knee. His head, which had just been merely heavy until a moment ago, started to really bother him.
“Move your head, you bastard.”
So he acted petulant for no reason. As if he didn’t care what he said, Jaeha stuck out the tip of his tongue toward Taesung who had finally given him attention again and whispered.
“Hyung, teach me how to kiss.”
Anyway, he just had a pretty face, but everything that came out of his mouth was bullshit.
“Don’t talk nonsense and read your book.”
“Why, hyung must have kissed since you were young. Then you’d be good at it.”
“Good at it or whatever, you should kiss someone you like, shouldn’t you?”
“Have you only kissed people you liked, hyung?”
Taesung lost his words for a moment with his mouth half open. Perhaps sensing that his expression had noticeably become gloomy, Jaeha quickly continued.
“Come on, it’s not even a real kiss, just practice. Can’t you teach me, hyung?”
Only then did Taesung clamp his lips shut. Then, glaring at Jaeha steadily, he grabbed both his cheeks with one hand and squeezed hard. With his face squished, Jaeha opened and closed his mouth like a fish and giggled. He’d said it hurt, but it seemed to feel like fun teasing to him.
“What disgusting thing are guys going to smooch about?”
“My dad had me with another guy too.”
“Your dad’s an omega!”
“Then if I’m an omega, will you kiss me?”
For a moment, Taesung’s brow furrowed as he examined Jaeha’s pretty face carefully. Unlike Taesung, Jaeha had a lovely appearance that would make everyone nod saying they thought so if you said he was an omega.
When Jang Hyeokjin dragged Taesung before ‘perverted bastards,’ they all cursed first. What kind of omega is that? Even if they’re an omega, how are you supposed to fuck that?
But if Jaeha were an omega…
Those fucking bastards would all go crazy and rush at him.
“Fuck, are you an omega?”
“No, I don’t know yet.”
Jaeha laughed good-naturedly.
“But since Dad’s an omega.”
The ‘other dad,’ who was either dead or had run away, would be an alpha, so there’s a high probability he’d be an omega, or an alpha.
“Can’t you think of me as an omega and teach me how to kiss?”
I don’t know why this kid keeps making a fuss about being taught how to kiss. It’s not like Taesung would want to kiss that face. Did he get a girl he likes? And he’s worried he’ll be embarrassed if he kisses clumsily?
Well, since he’s good at everything, being late for his first kiss compared to his peers could be stressful.
Even if you think of Jaeha as an omega, it’s just two omegas kissing. Taesung bent down toward the idiot who couldn’t even imagine such a thing. While he was hesitating about whether he should really touch lips, Jaeha stretched out his long arms and hugged Taesung’s neck.
His lightly pigmented hair swayed in the fan’s breeze, bringing a good smell.
Like the smell of blankets dried fluffy on the rooftop on a clear day.
Lips holding supple elasticity touched Taesung’s mouth. Unable to overcome the temptation to hold this soft, tender skin in his mouth, Taesung opened his lips. Jaeha’s lips, which he carefully licked with the tip of his tongue, were soft and sweet like jelly.
“Mmm.”
Jaeha made a nasal sound like whining and stuck out his tongue. Before he could even finish the thought ‘Is it because it’s his first kiss? He’s in a hurry,’ Jaeha suddenly sat up and attacked Taesung’s lips from above. Their positions had changed before he knew it. Jaeha on top, Taesung below.
The following kiss was quite rough, but actually felt like a gentle kiss to Taesung. Since what always entered Taesung’s mouth tearing through his lips was smelly genitals or strange objects smeared thickly with bodily fluids, and what his tongue did was only sadistic things like biting and pressing out cigarettes, Jaeha’s act of just licking with his tongue was only sweet.
Was that why? His heart pounded strangely.
He tried to push him away hastily, but Jaeha clung to Taesung with no intention of letting go. The tingling sensation that spread went down his throat and scratched slyly inside his ribcage. Moreover, when he took a big breath, this strange feeling pushed in below his navel. This was a bit dangerous.
“Mmph.”
He tried to avoid Jaeha, but Jaeha persistently followed and this time tickled the roof of his mouth. His heart felt like it would burst. The other place was the same.
“Stop it!”
In the end, he had no choice but to use force. Taesung firmly grabbed Jaeha’s small face with one hand and pulled him off. Even as Jaeha fell away helplessly, he stuck out his tongue and licked Taesung’s palm. Even that made his chest tingle.
I’m crazy, I’ve gone crazy.
“Ah fuck, if you just don’t go crazy and rush at me like this, at least you won’t hear that you kiss like shit.”
Jaeha sulkily closed his mouth. But seeing him stick out his lips, he didn’t seem completely repentant.
