CTL 47

Seohwi saw a large figure standing beyond his room’s window.

He thought it looked familiar, then realized. It was the exact image of Yoongeon from the day he came to find Seohwi, even getting on his knees to beg. Not knowing that Seohwi had deliberately stepped back, hoping Yoongeon would be the one to cross the line first, Yoongeon had crumbled. No, perhaps he knew full well and crumbled anyway.

What did he feel that day? It seemed his heart had unknowingly dropped with a thud. It was because he truly hadn’t known Yoongeon would break down to that extent. He remembered feeling bewildered by Yoongeon’s appearance, which was more broken than he had expected.

That was why, even knowing it was a dream, Seohwi hurried outside. He tried to hurry, but his movements were incredibly sluggish, and it took a considerable amount of time. When he finally got out, Yoongeon was standing with his back turned, in a place the streetlight’s glow did not reach.

‘Executive Director.’

He didn’t answer when Seohwi called. Finding it strange that there was not even a slight stir, Seohwi looked closer, and saw that the person standing with his back to him was wearing old-fashioned clothing.

‘Ah.’

Seohwi let out a gasp. It was the man who appeared in his dreams.

But Seohwi suspected that this man and Yoongeon were the same person. So, after biting his lip and hesitating for a moment, he finally found his voice and called out to him.

‘Yoongeon.’

[…]

He was someone Seohwi had been unable to call until now because he didn’t know his name. He couldn’t see his face, and he didn’t know his name, so there was nothing he could do…

The man turns around.

‘…’

Seohwi was silent, and

[…]

the man was also silent. But he was smiling. As if he found it unbearably lovely.

Even though he had called his name, the man’s face, which did not confirm or deny it, was still not visible. Seohwi briefly wondered if he couldn’t see it because the man was standing in the darkness, but he soon shook his head. The man would never show his face, even if he were standing in the light.

It was just like that day. Just like that day when Seohwi stood in the light and Yoongeon hid his body in the darkness, the two of them stood still, looking at each other.

Seeing the light from within the darkness is an easy thing. But for him, who was in the light, seeing the man was terribly difficult. So, Seohwi tells him not to be there.

‘Come here.’

At his words, the man once again said nothing and did nothing. Seeing the unresponsive man, Seohwi’s face finally crumpled violently.

‘Come here, Yoongeon.’

[…]

The man said nothing to his words—that he missed him, so he needed to see him. But soon, as if to grant Seohwi’s wish, the man took one step forward.

‘…!’

As the man stepped forward, the streetlight’s glow finally reached him. And in that moment, the man’s attire changed. At last, his face was revealed.

‘How could I refuse my eternal one-sided love…’

Yoongeon said, crying.

‘When I would gladly welcome even that.’

At those sorrowful tears, without even knowing why, sobs began to pour from between Seohwi’s tightly clenched teeth.

‘Come here, Yoongeon.’

Even at Seohwi’s call, Yoongeon did not come closer.

‘How could I refuse my eternal one-sided love, even that…’

He only repeated those words.

In the end, he does not approach Seohwi. He just stood there calmly, as if that was the place he was meant to be.

“Gasp… huff… sob….”

Seohwi woke up from his sleep, sobbing. He clutched his chest and cried for a long time without knowing why. He was gasping because it was hard to breathe, and the person who should have been beside him was nowhere to be seen.

“…Yoongeon, …Yoongeon.”

He looked for Yoongeon. With no strength to get up right away, his voice was faint as he called out limply.

[…He disappeared? …When.]

Just as he was wondering where on earth he could have gone, he heard Yoongeon’s voice from outside. The moment he heard his voice, Seohwi could breathe again.

[Ah hah…. Right, yeah. It’s what you think it is. Hmm… even so, I didn’t think the place itself would disappear. It would have been better to maintain it……. …You don’t need to worry about it. Whatever that bastard does.]

“Right,” Yoongeon’s responding voice sounded very close, so it seemed he wasn’t far away. Only then did he feel relieved, and his gasping breaths began to calm down.

“Hah…”

He had had many dreams that were terribly depressing and painful, but today was particularly so. Seohwi raised a hand to cover his eyes. Even knowing it was a dream, it was strangely difficult to stop the tears. It was like that even though he knew Yoongeon was right beside him.

“Seohwi, you’re up… What’s wrong?”

It was when he was lying still, trying to calm himself down somehow. The door seemed to open, and then Yoongeon came in. Realizing that Seohwi’s condition was unusual, he checked on him in a great hurry.

“Where does it hurt?”

“……”

Does it hurt…. No, it seemed it didn’t hurt anymore. He couldn’t say anything because he himself couldn’t tell what condition his body was in, so Yoongeon supported him in his arms and felt his head.

“You don’t have a fever.”

“……”

“How’s your stomach? Feel like you’re going to throw up?”

He shook his head. His stomach was very sour, but not to the point of throwing up.

“You drank an awful lot. That’s why you’re sick.”

He seemed to think Seohwi was sick because of a hangover. That wasn’t bad. If Seohwi told him it was because of a dream in which he appeared, Yoongeon would suffer from terrible self-blame again.

“……”

Somehow, it felt like he now understood Yoongeon’s thoughts, so Seohwi decided not to bring up things that didn’t absolutely need to be said.

“Wait. I bought some hangover medicine.”

“…I don’t want to take it.”

Hangover medicine, my ass. His stomach wouldn’t accept anything, but Yoongeon sighed and said this.

“You really don’t change.”

“……”

“You should have bought it and drunk it before you started drinking. You must have known you’d end up like this.”

At that light reprimand, Seohwi somehow felt wronged and glared up at Yoongeon.

“They dragged me there without warning.”

They didn’t even give him time to buy something like that. Well, of course, even if they had, he probably wouldn’t have gone to buy it because it was a hassle….

But he didn’t bother to mention that kind of hassle. He had a strong feeling that if he did, he might have to listen to nagging for about two hours. Seohwi had at least that much sense.

“Get up. Let’s eat.”

“……”

Ugh, I don’t want to. Seohwi openly scrunched up his face, but it had no effect on Yoongeon. He lifted Seohwi up in a flash.

“…You just let me be last time. Let me be.”

“That was because I thought you’d eat something once you got home.”

Before, if he said he didn’t want to eat, Yoongeon would readily agree. But looking back now, Yoongeon didn’t have the kind of personality to let things go so meekly.

Seohwi lay limply in his arms, then sat down on a dining chair and let out a small sigh. The table setting was perfect, as if he had known when Seohwi would wake up. When it’s like this, isn’t it quite burdensome not to eat?

“Eat at least a little.”

At Yoongeon’s words as he sat across from him, Seohwi let out a deep sigh and picked up his spoon. But that was it. Seeing him unable to bring himself to eat, Yoongeon, with a “knew-it” look on his face, got up from his seat again and sat down next to him.

“I said I’m fine.”

“……”

I don’t think so. His stomach was a mess, turned completely upside down by the dream on top of the hangover. Right now, it was hard to even swallow water, and having Yoongeon constantly urging him to eat in front of him was just incredibly annoying.

Seohwi peeked at Yoongeon, who was watching him as if monitoring him. He hadn’t noticed earlier because he was disoriented, but now he saw that Yoongeon was fully dressed in a suit. Seohwi’s eyes swept over him, sitting there in a three-piece suit, and asked.

“Are you going to work today?”

“Yeah.”

It seemed that Saturday, a day off for everyone else, did not apply to him. Only then did Seohwi realize that it was time for him to go, but he couldn’t because of him. He ladled some bean sprout soup and forced it into his mouth and swallowed. And he had to admit it. Once he got it down, it was okay.

“Let’s go together, then.”

Yoongeon tilted his head at Seohwi’s words, which he said while only eating the soup, unable to touch the rice.

“Why?”

He was asking why he was tagging along when he had nothing to do.

“I have some work piled up, too.”

“What work?”

“They said the interior design needs to be changed. I haven’t even started.”

It was an urgent task, but he hadn’t been able to do it because the design team kept pestering him to finish the work they had given him first. Because of that, he had been planning to give up his weekend and work from home, but he thought this worked out rather well. If he worked at the company, he wouldn’t slack off and could finish it quickly.

“Then go, work for just the morning, and come home and rest. Or go have fun.”

Seeing that Yoongeon didn’t show much reaction to that, it seemed the matter was indeed urgent.

“Just do the morning.”

“The project can only proceed if the design is changed quickly.”

“If you’re going to do it, the whole team should do it together. The work will only make progress if Chief Ha or Manager Kim are involved. You can’t do it alone anyway. Just do as much as you can.”

“Okay.”

Seohwi, who had been nodding and answering, told him to go on ahead if he was in a hurry. He looked that way, having been fully dressed since early in the morning. But Yoongeon shook his head.

“It’s not that urgent.”

‘…I don’t think so.’

Wasn’t it Seohwi who knew better than anyone that Yoongeon was working while splitting his time down to the minute? It was obvious he was just saying that now to make him feel at ease.

“I’m done eating.”

“Eat more.”

“……”

So, he figured it was better to just go to the company quickly rather than struggling with soup that wouldn’t go down anyway. But Yoongeon, this time as well, did not back down easily.

“This is my limit. It won’t go down.”

To be honest, he didn’t even want to drink a single drop of water, so this could be considered close to a miracle. Yoongeon, who was looking at him with considerable displeasure, finally let out a small sigh and pushed Seohwi’s back, telling him to go wash up.

“Wear this.”

A short while later, after Seohwi came out from washing up, Yoongeon handed him clothes he had picked out in advance.

“I know how to pick my own clothes.”

“I don’t think you do.”

“……”

“Isn’t grabbing and wearing whatever’s in front of you usually not called ‘picking’?”

“I was in a hurry then, so I couldn’t help it.”

He wondered if Yoongeon saw him as a fool who couldn’t even dress himself properly. But even while thinking that, Seohwi didn’t waste time and took off the pajamas he was wearing. He felt Yoongeon’s gaze sweeping over him with a peculiar look, but he let it pass.

“So who told you to wake up with so little time to spare?”

Yoongeon’s nagging didn’t stop even while Seohwi was putting on his clothes. He constantly nagged things his own parents wouldn’t say, like a person should move with enough time to spare, or if you’re going to say you can get ready in five minutes, you might as well just flop down and rest.

“My ears are bleeding. Stop it.”

“That’s why you don’t have time in the morning, you know?”

Finally unable to stand it, Seohwi said a word, but Yoongeon even pointed his finger as he lectured, then took out his wallet and even gave him a card.

“Don’t just grab a snack for lunch later, eat a proper meal… Hmmph…”

As the saying goes, there’s nothing better than distracting someone to make them stop nagging. Seohwi grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him close, and Yoongeon’s eyes widened as he was pulled along without knowing why. He was so surprised that an expression appeared on his usually impassive face. Seohwi, finding that somehow gratifying, pressed his lips against the surprised, parted lips and tangled their tongues before he could escape.

Yoongeon did not refuse. As Seohwi’s lips met his, he simply parted his own naturally and accepted him. Though his furrowed brows showed confused emotions from the surprise, that was all. He just let Seohwi do as he pleased. As if his own busy schedule was no problem at all.

As Seohwi tangled their tongues, he wrapped his remaining hand around Yoongeon’s waist to soothe him as he flinched. Since their builds weren’t that different, there wasn’t much space left in his embrace, but holding someone with a similar physique to his own felt incredibly good.

As their breaths began to mingle, Seohwi closed his eyes. It was partly to feel Yoongeon, who was giving himself up completely, more deeply, but also because the gaze that watched him intently, as if observing, was making his lower body tingle in a strange way.

Yoongeon’s scent was not a soft one. A strong, overpowering scent that only a dominant man would possess wafted out. At the scent that suited him so terribly well, Seohwi unknowingly pulled him closer.

“Uht…”

After sharing breaths for a while, Yoongeon turned his head as Seohwi relentlessly pushed forward, but far from letting him go, he chased after him even more closely. As Seohwi began to press on without backing down, he seemed to get flustered and tried to ask why he was doing this, but Seohwi didn’t even wait for Yoongeon to have the time to speak fully.

As the kiss deepened, Seohwi became more and more aroused. Yoongeon, trapped in his arms, would flinch every time he sucked on his tongue and licked and bit his lips. The area where their lower bodies touched began to feel uncomfortable.

Then, in an instant, Yoongeon, perhaps becoming intensely aroused, roughly pushed Seohwi against the wall. Leaning against the wall, Seohwi let out a ragged breath, then pushed his thigh between Yoongeon’s legs as he tried to approach.

“Uht…”

It was a small stimulation, but Yoongeon squeezed his eyes shut for a moment and let out a moan. He grabbed the back of Seohwi’s head, tilting it back so sharply it almost hurt, and looked into Seohwi’s eyes.

“What’s with you all of a sudden?”

“You nag too much.”

“What? Hah…!”

He had only answered the question honestly, but Yoongeon became so incensed he didn’t know what to do. He gripped Seohwi’s neck and murmured lowly.

“You’re acting so adorable.”

“……”

“If you hated listening to my nagging that much.”

“Ugh…”

Yoongeon’s hand began to tighten. Seeing Seohwi’s face begin to flush slightly red, Yoongeon, who had been thrusting his hips against Seohwi’s thigh, let out a small moan and said.

“You should have behaved yourself, shouldn’t you have. Hah…”

“Cough…”

It wasn’t to the point of choking him while intensely aroused. Seohwi coughed, frowning at the light pressure on his neck, but Yoongeon didn’t let go.

As Yoongeon began to rub his lower body against his thigh, a strange heat began to rise. As his lower half grew uncomfortable and his breathing became rough, Seohwi, as if by instinct, pulled him in to kiss him.

“Why. Now you want to shut my mouth because you don’t want to hear it?”

But Yoongeon didn’t let him have his way, and instead pulled his neck close and whispered this.

“Take it off.”

“Hah…”

Then he released his hand and subtly rubbed his groin against him.

“……”

Seohwi bit his lip. His lower body grew hot enough to burst at the insanely lewd movements. Watching Yoongeon thrust his hips against his thigh, he slowly took off his clothes. Yoongeon, as if to say “good job,” held his waist tightly and began to grind his lower body more roughly.

“Euk, uht…”

“Hah…”

Yoongeon held him firmly so he couldn’t escape, thrusting his hips against his thigh, then paused his movements for a moment and let out a satisfied breath. He hadn’t ejaculated, but it seemed he had reached a light climax. He had held him so tightly that the marks of his hands were clearly imprinted on Seohwi’s waist.

“Are you going to take it off yourself, or should I rip it for you?”

“……”

Just as you’d expect from Ko Yoongeon, what a nasty personality. He hadn’t taken off a single thing himself, yet he was telling the other to take everything off. But Seohwi, who had no complaints about such things, obediently took off both his pants and underwear. Even when he was completely naked in front of his fully dressed partner, Seohwi was not ashamed. Revealing his naked body to Yoongeon was not something to be ashamed of.

“Hah… mmmh…”

As soon as Seohwi revealed his naked body, Yoongeon pulled him close and pushed his tongue into his slightly parted mouth. Just like that, Seohwi was helplessly ensnared by him. He couldn’t breathe, and there was nothing he could do but hold onto Yoongeon, but his hand grabbed Seohwi’s penis and began to stroke it hard.

“Mm, uht, …euk.”

With both his breath and his lower half seized, his body began to tremble excessively. Every time the large hand stroked up his penis, Seohwi would flinch and frown. Flustered, he tried to push him away without thinking, but Yoongeon was not someone who could be easily pushed away by force in the first place. Thinking that Seohwi was trying to escape, he instead pushed him against the wall to prevent him from getting away.

“I’m too busy to offer you my ass.”

“Euk, eu-uht…”

Yoongeon whispered in his ear as he roughly stroked him below. Even while saying such vulgar words, he didn’t seem crude. On the contrary, he only felt a greater sense of intimidation.

It was when his erect penis was about to spit out a clear fluid, as if it would ejaculate at any moment. As if he knew he was about to cum, Yoongeon, before he could stop him, knelt down and swallowed it.

“Ah…!”

Even knowing full well that ejaculation was imminent, the intention behind swallowing him was so clear that he felt a sense of revulsion, but Yoongeon grabbed his buttocks tightly and began to forcefully thrust himself down his own throat.

“Heuh, euk, Yoongeon, ah… stop, stop…”