RB 126

“Is stalking people fun for you?”

“…….”

“What the hell is wrong with you, don’t you have any shame?”

Eunho grabbed Yeorok by the collar. His ten fingers curled, crumpling the collar of his shirt.

“How easy do I look to you? When someone speaks, you should at least pretend to listen!”

“Sim Eunho-ssi.”

“Don’t call my name.”

Eunho ground his molars. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot. Even his voice cracked, sounding like a raspy whine.

Yeorok stared down at Eunho. His confusion only lasted a moment. Seeing Eunho vent his anger, his heart actually calmed. It was just what he’d hoped for. Yeorok accepted the fury completely.

“I know I have no right. I know this is shameless.”

“Doing it while knowing that makes it worse.”

“Then what should I do, just watch?”

“Why do you always do what you want until the very end!”

Eunho screamed in frustration. He grabbed Yeorok by the collar and shook him.

“I said it’s over! I warned you not to come near me.”

“…….”

“Should I report it? Even if I did, it wouldn’t be worth it. But you’d be disgraced.”

Eunho said mockingly. He barely managed to suppress the trembling in his voice.

“Report me. I’ll take all the disgrace you want.”

But the answer he got back only served to drain Eunho’s strength.

Even in moments like these, Choi Yeorok never got excited. He always observed the situation with a calm, collected gaze. At one time, this attitude had seemed mature and wise, but now it was infuriating. He felt he would only be satisfied if he saw this man fall apart.

“Please get out of my sight. It makes me sick.”

“…….”

“Why is a man like the Chairman clinging to me? Is there still something left to take?

“Sim Eunho-ssi.”

“Did you get a taste for men after sleeping together? Does the thought of it drive you crazy?”

“It’s not like that.”

“If it’s not that, there’s no explanation. Why do you keep hanging around like a dog in heat?”

“…….”

“Ha. You must be hooked on the body. You don’t know how to love, but you’re obsessed with sex.”

Yeorok’s face, which had maintained its composition throughout, fell miserably. His lips trembled slightly, his lower jaw tense. Seeing that, Eunho felt a little relief.

“Okay. I’ll just let you have it once and it’ll be over, right?”

Eunho laughed and let go of the collar he had been holding. “Follow me,” he said, turning around and crossing the alley.

Piles of illegally dumped garbage lay scattered throughout the narrow alley. A foul stench rose from the sewers, and the concrete walls lining the buildings on both sides were crumbling.

It was a place that didn’t suit Choi Yeorok. That was why Eunho chose it.

Eunho walked forward, his eyes fixed on a destination. He stopped in the motel district. He picked a random building and went in.

A yellow hallway greeted the guests. As they headed straight for the counter, Yeorok grabbed Eunho’s shoulder. He wore an uncharacteristically embarrassed expression.

“Sim Eunho-ssi.”

“What? Are you embarrassed to be here?”

“Calm down. Calm down and talk to me.”

“If you don’t want to do it, just get out. I won’t stop you.”

Eunho shook his hand and resumed his steps. As he stood at the counter, the drowsy employee blinked his half-closed eyes.

“A room for a few hours.”

“Twenty thousand won.”

The man behind the counter had a distinctly Korean-Chinese accent. Perhaps because his Korean was a bit awkward, or he simply didn’t care about other people’s business. He simply handed over the room key and paid little attention to the customers’ conversation. Having finished his work, he yawned and leaned back in his chair.

Eunho stepped up the stairs, clutching a hard plastic keychain. Yeorok followed a short time later. “This is how it ends up,” Eunho thought, listening to Yeorok behind him and smiling wryly.

The motel room was, as expected, shabby. It had just a bed and an old refrigerator.

The barely-fitting furniture was a sight to behold, but the dusty floor and stained bed were worse. It was doubtful whether it had been cleaned at all. The pungent smell of cigarette smoke permeated the air.

It was a terrifying environment for Choi Yeorok, who had always enjoyed luxury. But Eunho casually took off his shoes and came in. He collapsed on the worn-out bedding and stared at Choi Yeorok, who was still standing in front of the doorway.

“What are you doing?”

“…….”

His pale face was completely frozen. The pride that had sustained Choi Yeorok was shattered. Eunho found it so pleasing that he smiled.

He threw the room key and the plastic pouch containing the disposable items somewhere on the bed and then relaxedly stretched his back.

“I’m not the type of person who forces things like some people do. If you don’t like it, then go.”

“…….”

Yeorok walked in with his shoes still on. Without even glancing around, he approached Eunho straight away. He gazed down at him with his dark eyes, then, without hesitation, lowered his stance.

Yeorok hugged Eunho’s waist with both arms and buried his face against his legs.

“…….”

Eunho hesitated for a moment at his actions. This was completely unexpected. He seemed about to caress the back of Yeorok’s head, but then he grabbed his hair tightly.

“Don’t act pitiful.”

Yeorok chuckled softly. In reality, it was a laugh bordering on emptiness. He slowly met Eunho’s eyes. Even in the pitch-black darkness, his handsome face shone brightly.

“You should stop saying things you don’t mean.”

“I’m serious.”

The hand that had been holding his hair moved down to cup Yeorok’s cheek. The skin beneath his fingertips felt as hot as a fireball. The man, who had always acted aloof, seemed to be in a very bad state due to a fever.

‘You don’t show any signs of pain. I wonder if you’re really human.’

“Do you really want to do this?”

“I told you. I think you’re acting like this because you’re horny, so I’ll let you do it once.”

“…….”

“If you can’t do it, then don’t.”

Eunho gently stroked his black hair. He forced a smile.

“Instead, don’t ever come near me again.”

“…….”

Yeorok became silent again. He stared for a moment, his thoughts unpredictable. Then, he straightened his bent upper body and reached for Eunho’s trouser buckle.

In the silence, the distinct sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed. Long, straight fingers dug into his underwear and pulled out his penis. For someone who’d been the one to suggest this, Eunho’s penis was soft and limp.

Yeorok willingly took the penis into his mouth. He wetted the dry skin with his rough tongue and sucked the tip painstakingly. His throat was raw with sores, making even the slightest touch sting.

But Yeorok didn’t even flinch. He was more concerned about Eunho’s unresponsive penis, no matter how much he stroked it, so he licked and sucked the sagging flesh with all his heart.

“…….”

Eunho tilted his head, watching the head rise and fall between his legs. The wet sounds were loud. The warmth of another’s touch was vividly felt in his most sensitive area.

Who would have ever imagined Choi Yeorok sucking a man’s dick while kneeling on those expensive knees?

It was a turning point for the world. He should have felt exhilarated, but his mood was endlessly depressed.

Eunho felt no pleasure whatsoever. He felt so heavy that he could hardly breathe. Finally, he covered his face with both hands.

After sucking it diligently for a long time, Yeorok slowly spit out the penis in his mouth. The flesh was still soft.

He tucked Eunho’s penis inside his underwear without saying a word. He zipped up his pants completely and straightened his disheveled appearance before opening his mouth.

“That’s all for now. I can’t stand seeing you suffer any longer.”

Silence flowed through the cheap motel room. Yeorok slowly raised his gaze. Even in the pitch-black darkness, he could clearly see Eunho’s pale face. His furrowed brow and clenched lips were signs that Eunho was forcing himself to endure this situation.

What on earth were they trying to prove? Their problems can’t be healed or brushed away with sex. In fact, it only left deeper scars.

Yeorok’s throat rippled slightly. Now was the time to let go of both pride and dignity.

“I was wrong.”

Eunho let out the breath he had been holding in all at once.

Until now, he’d thought everything Choi Yeorok had said was lies and pretense. He’d considered it all pointless and unworthy of belief. But his apology, however, contained a surprising sincerity. At that single, insignificant line, his carefully guarded heart suddenly crumbled.

He was sick and tired of Choi Yeorok controlling him until the very end.

Eunho shook his head.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“I’m sorry, I was wrong.”

“Don’t apologize!”

Yeorok held Eunho tightly as he abruptly rose from the bed. Unable to do anything as he pleased, Eunho’s hand trembled.

“Why do you always do whatever you want! Why do you keep making people miserable?”

“…….”

“What do you want from me? There’s a limit to how much you can torment someone. How long do I have to live like this?”

A lament-like sob erupted. Yeorok knelt on one knee and looked at Eunho’s sorrowful face. His once indifferent face was distorted, just as Eunho’s was.

“Do you think I’m okay? I’m bleeding dry every day because of you.”

“Don’t talk shit. What kind of pain are you feeling?”

“I am human too.”

Yeorok struggled to talk. The sound that emerged from his constricted throat felt unfamiliar.

“I regret it every day. The times I lied to you, the times I deceived you. Every moment I didn’t tell you how I felt.”

“…….”

“I always thought I had the upper hand. I thought you’d accept me no matter what I did… so it would be okay. I know, I’m a rotten person.”

Yeorok held his breath for a moment. Then he stared at Eunho.

“I know it’s too late to turn back. But there’s nothing I can do but beg for forgiveness. Even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe me….”

“…….”

“I love you, Eunho.”

Yeorok expressed his feelings for the first time.

Eunho let out a sigh. Hearing the confession, his hand instinctively reached out.

Slap-!

With a resounding smack, Yeorok’s head snapped to the side. His left cheek, having been hit, suddenly burned hot.