GCT 12

“We made a deal to achieve what we both want. …Besides, you didn’t hate it, did you? Yohan, did I misjudge you? Were all the things I felt a lie?”

Yohan took a small step back. And avoiding Lear’s gaze, he pointlessly kicked the floor with his foot.

“I don’t know.”

Yohan threw out a single phrase in response to Lear’s question and ran his hand through his back hair irritably.

“I really don’t know, Rhys.”

“Yohan.”

At Lear’s gentle voice, Yohan met his eyes again.

“For now… I need to drink something, whether it’s alcohol or whatever.”

Those people, who he didn’t know if they were Lear’s colleagues or servants, would be busy dealing with Miguel, so Yohan took out Miguel’s gun that he had been keeping and threw it to Lear.

Lear, who caught the gun, had a dumbfounded expression.

“Suddenly?”

“I think I need some time alone, so take care of yourself and go home safely.”

Yohan turned his body around as it was. Then he raised his hand towards Lear, waved it casually, took out his phone from his pocket, and started walking while searching for a nearby bar to go to.

*

After leaving Lear just like that and coming out alone, Yohan entered a bar that looked moderately decent and sat down at the bar table. And with a deep sigh, he ordered a drink. It was a strong liquor that felt like it was burning his insides, but strangely, it went down smoothly. One glass became two, and two glasses became three.

Lear, without Yohan knowing, followed him and sat down in a place where he could see him well. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of Yohan drinking pathetically alone, his face all scrunched up, then sighing deeply and running a hand through his bangs, but he also became worried.

He didn’t know what on earth he was thinking, but his heart felt heavy watching him let out deep sighs every time he took a sip of alcohol. Lear wondered if he had dragged an innocent person into this.

‘But… there’s no one like Yohan.’

He didn’t have anyone he could trust right now, and the institutions weren’t in good shape either. Yohan was the perfect fit. He was, for now, an FBI agent, and had been left stranded like a lone island in his own organization. On top of that, while he had a temper, he was also naive, seemed unmotivated but had a subtle sense of justice, and appeared lax but was someone who definitely kept his boundaries.

‘It would be nice if I could hack into people’s heads.’

Lear took a sip of his drink and scanned Yohan up and down. Truly, as he had felt when they first met, he was a man who was far from his own taste from head to toe. Perhaps that was why he was even more concerned.

‘Where do you think you’re running off to…. As if anyone would let you go.’

It was at that moment when he was staring at Yohan, lost in thought. Suddenly, a pretty woman approached Yohan’s side. For a moment, Lear’s butt lifted from his seat, but he held back for now. His heart wanted to interfere with the two, but he was afraid he would be hated by Yohan if he needlessly stepped in.

‘He didn’t go to sort out his thoughts alone, but to meet someone new?’

Lear bit his lower lip. If judged by beauty alone, not gender, he thought he was better, but if he had known this would happen, he should have planted a listening device on Yohan’s body.

‘Look, look, look at that!’

If he came to sort his thoughts out alone, he should have refused, but the sight of Yohan sitting still and talking with the woman was getting on his nerves. On top of that, the woman sat closely next to Yohan, stroking his firm arm with her hand. He couldn’t tell what they were talking about, but seeing them laughing ha-ha ho-ho as if they were having an interesting conversation, Lear took another sip of his drink. He couldn’t tell if his insides were burning because of the alcohol or because of the scene in front of him.

‘At this rate, the two of them are going to set up a household together.’

Lear suddenly started to feel anxious. He knew that Yohan had only dated women before he started sleeping with him. Maybe he still preferred women over men. Of course, he couldn’t tolerate him suddenly starting to like men either, but for now, he didn’t like the sight of him with a woman. He was worried that he might hold hands with the woman in front of him and get married in a fit of anger.

In that moment, an image of Yohan rolling around in bed with a woman, accidentally having a rabbit-like child, and being tied down to a family was drawn in Lear’s mind.

‘I’ve heard I’m crazy so many times, have I really gone mad?’

Lear felt anxious about Yohan and thought it was terrible that he was having delusions while watching the situation unfold before his eyes. What on earth was Yohan. He was just an FBI agent who would help in dismantling the Declan organization and catching and throwing Shadow in jail. He was nothing more than a man with whom he had good sexual chemistry and whose face, which looked much younger than his age, was cute. He wondered why he was even doing this here right now, but just seeing Yohan laughing with someone other than himself made Lear feel resentful.

“This won’t do.”

Lear finally couldn’t stand it and shot up from his seat, revealing himself in front of Yohan. The nameless woman, perhaps because she was an omega, was startled by Lear’s appearance.

“This is why I can’t take my eyes off you.”

“…Who?”

Unaware of his inner turmoil, Yohan, with his face flushed red like a burning tomato and his eyes half-closed, smiled brightly upon discovering Lear. At that sight, Lear’s insides boiled, but for now, he smiled at the woman and spoke politely.

“I didn’t expect a guest to have arrived while I was away for a moment…. More importantly, do you have some business with my husband?”

“You don’t have rings, are you really his husband?”

Despite her voice trembling slightly, the woman spoke boldly, pretending not to be. Lear sneered inwardly and lied glibly.

“It’s a bit awkward to say this but… we were in the middle of role-playing since we’re here to have fun. I didn’t know my husband would be drinking this much though…. Well, should I tell you some more detailed stories?”

The woman had a dumbfounded expression, then shot up from her seat and left. It was because she felt like she would be crushed by the aura of Lear, who was staring at her.

Lear stared at the back of the woman who was hastily leaving, then whipped his head around to look at Yohan. Even if this was Las Vegas, he didn’t like the fact that the bartender, blinded by money, had kept giving Yohan drinks when he was this drunk. But he couldn’t curse at the bartender now, so Lear grabbed Yohan’s shoulder and said.

“Are you okay?”

“Uhh, I’m okay… when did you get here?”

Lear was dumbfounded at the sight of Yohan trying to act sober.

“You don’t look okay at all. What do you mean, okay….”

“I’m okay. Really. Don’t be like that, you want a drink too?”

At the sight of Yohan saying this with a foolish ‘heh—’ smile, Lear clicked his tongue. He seemed to be so pickled in alcohol that he probably didn’t even remember what he himself had said before coming here. What should he say, he just seemed to be in a good mood.

“Forget it. I’ve already had a drink.”

“Then I’ll just drink alone.”

At Lear’s words, Yohan reached out his hand to drink the alcohol on the table. For a moment, Lear stopped him.

“Stop drinking.”

“I’m not drunk.”

“A sober person said he was going to enjoy some contemplation alone, and now he was about to get a rabbit-like wife and get married?”

“That’s impossible. I only have you….”

“What?”

At Lear’s words, Yohan frowned slightly and shot up from his seat. But there was no way Yohan’s body, which was so drunk that the smell of alcohol wafted off him, would function normally. He staggered, and Lear caught him.

“What did you just say?”

Lear wondered if he had heard wrong. Why was his heart pounding like this in the middle of all this. The one who was drunk was Yohan, not him.

“Ah, I don’t know….”

“What do you mean, you don’t know.”

“I don’t know.”

“Alright. Alright.”

Lear thought he should probably get Yohan to the hotel room quickly, so he snapped his fingers to call the bartender and settled the bill first. Then he hugged Yohan tightly once, bit his shoulder lightly, met his eyes, and said urgently.

“I’m going to charge you for all of this.”

“I have my card….”

He scoffed at the sight of Yohan fumbling through his pockets.

“Yeah, I know you make money. But you have to save it, or you’ll become a beggar.”

“No, I won’t.”

“You look like you’d get scammed easily, you were almost about to marry a woman whose name you don’t even know. Then you would have been hit with a huge alimony, crying to me for help, and almost had your life mortgaged, you know?”

“What are you talking about. You’re the one who got scammed.”

At Lear’s words, Yohan squirmed and pushed him away. At that, Lear hugged Yohan even tighter and received the card from the bartender. Then, with a deep sigh, he patted Yohan’s butt and said.

“More importantly, where do you think you are, smiling around so freely? Huh? Are you trying to drive me crazy?”

As if he was even listening to what people were saying, Yohan suddenly hugged Lear tightly and rubbed his face against his shoulder, then, reeking of alcohol, said.

“You smell nice.”

He didn’t even wear perfume, and there was no chance that Yohan, a beta, could smell his pheromones. He was clearly drunk and out of his mind, spouting nonsense, but at the sight of Yohan bringing his nose to his nape and sniffing, Lear felt like he was going to lose his mind.

“Haah… really. This won’t do. Let’s go back to the hotel.”

He thought he should probably stop Yohan from drinking until he got drunk. He was thinking that even if he did get drunk, he shouldn’t let him out and should make him show this side of himself only in front of him, when Yohan giggled “hehe” and said playfully.

“I don’t want to.”

Why did he have to be so pointlessly cute and drive people crazy like this…. Lear brought his forehead to Yohan’s head with a light tap and said.

“You have to go even if you don’t want to. You’re too drunk, mister.”

Saying he couldn’t stay here any longer, Lear firmly grabbed the drunk Yohan’s waist and headed for the hotel. Even though the night had turned quite chilly, Lear felt a rush of heat. Thinking it was fortunate that Yohan had gone to a bar near the hotel, Lear dragged him and arrived at the room.

“It’s hot.”

“Stop complaining. I’m the one who’s burning up from dragging you here.”

Just then, Yohan, with a serious face, suddenly started to take off his pants. Lear was startled, but since it would be uncomfortable to sleep in jeans anyway, he let him be and went to drink some water first. It was when he was also getting some water for Yohan to drink. Yohan stopped taking off his pants, lowered his head deeply, and said.

“Hey… I… I’m… in big trouble.”

“Huh?”

Wondering what was going on, Lear rushed over to Yohan. And when he stared with wide eyes as if to ask what was wrong, Yohan said with a tearful voice.

“…It’s gone.”

“What is?”

“My balls.”

“?”

For a moment, Lear tilted his head, wondering if he had heard wrong. Although Yohan cursed a lot when he was sober, he had never used that word before, so he was slightly flustered.

“What, what did you say?”

Yohan jumped and roughly stuck his hand into his own underwear. Then, with a face that looked like the world was ending, he said to Lear.

“I think my balls… I think I only have one.”

He drank so much alcohol, and now he’s finally causing trouble…. Yohan muttered that, and Lear was so flustered that he wondered if he had ever been this flustered before, as words failed to come out properly.

“You… now… what…. Huh?”

“What do I do?”

Yohan jumped, then suddenly said he had to go find his own and tried to go towards the window. Since there was a railing covered with reinforced glass, it was unlikely he would jump from the 70th floor, but still, Lear urgently grabbed Yohan.

“Kitty! Honey! Yohan!”

“…I think I left them at the bar.”

“No! First of all, it’s not there! It’s not gone!”

“Then? Where do I find them!!”

“I’ll find them for you.”

Lear clicked his tongue and led Yohan back towards the sofa. Then he grabbed his shoulders, sat him down, and knelt in front of him, looking up at Yohan.

“For the record, you started this.”

“What?”

“Never mind, first let’s check if your b… no, if ‘they’ are okay.”

With a deep sigh, Lear moved closer to Yohan and reached out his hand. He pulled down Yohan’s pants, whose buckle was already undone and zipper was down, along with his underwear, and took them off in one go. Then, Lear, who swallowed hard, said a word.

“There are two.”

“Re… ally?”

“Why? Do you wish there was only one? Should I pop one and get rid of it for you?”

“…….”

“If you don’t believe me, should I check for you? Hmm?”

Yohan nodded his head. Lear felt his lower body grow heavy at the sight of Yohan, who, despite being a mister, was staring at him with a pure and innocent face. At first, he wondered if Yohan was pretending to be drunk on purpose, but he couldn’t just leave the drunkard who was looking at him with eyes full of anxiety.

Lear let out a deep sigh and took hold of Yohan’s penis in his hand. At first, he touched it gently, then gradually increased the speed. He felt Yohan’s penis in his hand getting bigger and harder. Seeing Yohan on the verge of ejaculating with just a little more touch, Lear shook the shaft, and at the same time, swiped the head with his thumb and pressed and shook the urethral opening with the tip of his nail. At that, Yohan’s body trembled with pleasure, and he ejaculated a large amount of semen onto Lear’s hand.

Lear, who had stared intently at Yohan’s face as he felt immense pleasure and reached climax, let out a small sigh. Watching Yohan get so excited and ejaculate just from a little hand job, he was reminded anew of the fact that Yohan had only dated women before meeting him. Of course, Lear, who had looked through all of Yohan’s ex-girlfriend’s social media, even had the pride-hurting imagination that he was better than her.

However, he thought that Yohan was largely to blame for him becoming like this. He didn’t know if it was because he seemed like a pushover or for some other reason, but in Las Vegas alone, it wasn’t just one or two women who had approached Yohan.

Wasn’t it because he walked around carelessly, wearing clothes where his bare skin would show when his shirt flapped with just a little bit of wind, that such people kept sticking to him. Lear gripped Yohan’s penis tightly and said.

“We found your balls. You won’t be able to do it with women like this in the future, so I’ll suck you like this sometimes instead. How about it?”

As if telling him not to use it on strange places, Lear opened his mouth and took Yohan’s in. While tasting the fishy semen, Lear felt a sense of pride at Yohan’s penis growing again in his mouth.

“Ah… this is hard….”

Hard, my ass. He was the one using more energy, so he didn’t know why he was whining so much, but still, Lear moved his head and sucked Yohan’s member eagerly. At that action, Yohan, who was leaning back on the sofa as if he had gone limp, panted and looked down at Lear. He could see Yohan’s face, completely drunk not just on alcohol but also on sleep. He just moved his mouth agape, letting out short breaths, then reached out his hand, grabbed and let go of his silver hair, tilted his head back slightly, and let out a moan.

“Ah…!”

Yohan’s thighs tensed up on their own, and his breath caught up to his chin. Lear opened his throat and forcefully pushed Yohan’s penis down to the root, sucking on it eagerly. At that, Yohan’s body trembled, and he rubbed his feet on the floor. The hot heat covered his body, driving him crazy. Yohan scratched the reddened part of his neck with his hand, then undid a couple of buttons as if to rip off his clothes. Seeing him let out a deep breath, Lear stopped sucking and chuckled. Then he squeezed the hand holding Yohan’s thigh once, then swiped it up, holding his waist as if to bind it, and sucked even deeper.

“I’m, coming… ugh….”

Despite Yohan’s words, Lear didn’t stop and roughly played with his tongue on Yohan’s member, then scratched the vein protruding on the shaft with his teeth, inducing ejaculation. At that, Yohan couldn’t hold back the stimulation and soon ejaculated into Lear’s mouth.

Lear, after achieving what he wanted, wore a satisfied expression and swallowed the semen in his mouth. Then he wiped the bodily fluids smeared on his lips with the back of his hand, stood up, and climbed on top of Yohan’s body as if to crush him. Yohan’s clear face, which wouldn’t be strange if he fell into a deep sleep right then, filled Lear’s two eyes, and he reached out his hand, swiped his black hair, wet with sweat, once, and said.

“Well then, it’s my turn now, right?”

Lest Yohan try to escape, Lear said he was charging him for the drinks he paid for and turned his body over. At that, a large number of marks he had left the previous night were visible through Yohan’s slightly rolled-up shirt.

‘This is why I’m going crazy.’

Lear clicked his tongue once and pulled out his penis, which had been trapped uncomfortably in his pants. The already fully erect penis bounced out with a thud and bobbed. He sighed deeply, wondering if he had ever yearned for someone’s body like this before.

“Haah.”

In the meantime, as Yohan buried his face into the sofa and tried to fall asleep, Lear quickly grabbed his waist tightly. Then he pressed his body close and put a lot of weight on him.

“You have to do what you have to do. You came twice by yourself, and you’re going to sleep just like this?”

Lear pointlessly bit the area of Yohan’s shoulder blade with his teeth. Then he reached out his hand and brought it to his hole. He had momentarily forgotten because of O’Connell, but he realized that Yohan’s body was not in good condition due to the rough sex the night before. Still, seeing him walk around fine after taking one painkiller, he was probably naturally healthy, and since he himself was okay, he had done it, but Lear hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was okay to just shove it in like this.

But since he couldn’t back out now, Lear let out a curse, got off the sofa, wrapped one arm around his waist and slid the other hand under Yohan’s legs, lifting him up in a flash. At that, he could see Yohan’s flushed face, who seemed a little out of it from being so aroused.

Lear stared intently at that face and moved towards the bedroom. With every step, his mouth became dry and he swallowed hard. In the end, as Lear carefully laid Yohan down on the bed, he bit his lips, pushed his tongue into his mouth full of the scent of alcohol, and ravaged the inside.

Lear, who had stripped Yohan naked during the intense kiss, roughly reached out his hand towards the bedside table and urgently looked for gel. Then, with a look full of regret, he pulled his lips away and looked down at Yohan. He could see Yohan’s plump lips, slightly swollen and glistening with bodily fluids.

“I… must have really gone crazy.”

Leaving a person who’s not in their right mind…. Lear clicked his tongue once, then took off the clothes he was wearing and threw them anywhere. Then he put a condom on his already fully aroused penis and poured a generous amount of gel on it. The slick liquid dripped onto Yohan’s abs, which were heaving with ragged breaths. Lear admired the sight of Yohan and roughly spread the gel on his own member with his hand.

“I’m going to do it.”

Lear, who threw out a single phrase in a gentle voice, lifted Yohan’s body up. Then he turned his body over so as not to strain him. His firm body easily showed its back, and Lear held Yohan’s lower abdomen firmly with his hand and started to rub his penis against his buttocks. At the slow thrust of his hips and at the same time feeling Lear’s thick penis on his buttocks, Yohan unknowingly tensed his body.

“Ugh….”

“Don’t be a baby.”

Even though he said this, he was still worried. But Lear, who had no intention of pulling out by himself either, brought his blunt head to Yohan’s hole and tapped it. As he pressed on the swollen and plump area, his earlier resolve to be careful crumbled.

Lear forcefully spread and split Yohan’s inside, pushing his way in. As his inner walls stretched tightly in the shape of his member, Yohan gasped for breath, scratching the bedsheets with his nails, and then his body collapsed downwards.

“Heuk!”

But Lear didn’t stop and pressed his body closer, thrusting his penis in up to the root. As it was swollen, the inside was soft, and it opened more easily than usual, wrapping around Lear’s penis stickily. Lear unknowingly let out a curse and thrust deep enough for his pubic hair to touch the skin, and rubbed.

“Ugh… it hurts….”

He heard Yohan’s voice, which sounded like he was crying in a small voice. But Lear held Yohan’s body firmly and put more weight on it, pressing his inner walls slowly. At that, Yohan gasped for breath and his body trembled. The stimulation, which put his body’s nerves on edge to the point of being painful, quickly brought on the feeling of ejaculation. In that moment, Lear grinned, then unleashed a large amount of pheromones towards Yohan. Then he bit his lower lip and moved his body roughly.

The sound, so wet it was almost squelching, whether because of the gel or something else, pierced his ears and seemed to pickle his brain in pleasure.

“Ugh, ung… ah… ahh…!”

In the midst of gasping for breath and letting out moans, Yohan couldn’t bear the movements of Lear, who was shaking his body wildly, and instinctively squirmed under him.

“Where, haah… are you trying to run away to?”

At the sight of Yohan moving his knees wildly on the bed and trying to escape by putting strength into his hands, Lear held him firmly and relentlessly fucked the tender flesh inside. Each time, he could feel the shape of his cock going in and out protruding on Yohan’s lean stomach against his palm. And Yohan was struggling just as much.

“Ugh, ugh-eut… heu, eu… ah, ahh!”

His entire body shook, a mixture of pain and pleasure. The act of the hard pillar that had entered his body forcefully spreading his inner walls and stabbing wildly was without restraint. To the point where the expensive bed creaked.

“It hurts… heu-eut… ugh….”

He heard Yohan’s mumbling voice, but Lear, who was fully aroused, had no intention of going easy. He fucked his inside rapidly, then pulled out his penis in one go, slightly loosening his grip on Yohan’s stomach. At that, Yohan’s body lurched forward, his damp face pressed against the bed, and he panted with only his butt in the air. Each time, Yohan’s back muscles rippled, stimulating the viewer.

Lear stared intently at Yohan’s form and his lips parted. The strange feeling of seeing his hole, which was not even an omega’s, gaping open from being forcefully spread to accommodate his member, welled up. But a twisted desire to make him even more of a mess emerged. Lear watched the sight as if appreciating it, let out a deep sigh, then gave Yohan’s butt a light smack, grabbed it with his hand, spread the inside and fucked him deeply, then slowly pulled out, repeating the motion.

Yohan, in a doggy-style position, barely panted and endured the pleasure he felt from his violently shaking body. His body grew more distressed as the movement of the penis being thrust deep to the root and then pulled out in an instant was repeated. In the midst of that, Yohan, without realizing it, was twisting his waist and barely holding on, just panting. Just then, Lear grabbed Yohan’s waist tightly and fucked him hard with a slam.

“Ugh!”

In that moment, Yohan’s body collapsed again and he ejaculated. But Lear did not let go of Yohan and relentlessly fucked his own member inside the ejaculating Yohan. At that action, Yohan started to feel the urge to urinate, going beyond the feeling of ejaculation. At this rate, it felt like all the water in his body would be sucked out.

“N, no…. Ugh….”

“Really?”

Yohan nodded his head. Lear, even in the midst of that, did not stop his thrusts and stirred Yohan’s inside.

“Gonna… go… ah… bath, room….”

“Hmm?”

“Let go… ugh….”

“Can’t hear you.”

Lear lifted Yohan’s body up as it was. At that, Lear’s penis was buried deep inside Yohan’s stomach. In that moment, semen gushed out from Yohan’s urethra. Lear grabbed Yohan’s penis, and pressed the part that was pouring out clear semen with his thumb while thrusting his hips up. Lear’s member, buried deep inside, pressed Yohan’s insides. Lear moved his hips and fondled Yohan’s insides. The more he did, the more Yohan’s inner walls seemed to cling to Lear, as if swallowing him.

“N, no….”

Yohan couldn’t finish his words and panted. Lear let go of shaking Yohan’s penis, gently stroked his lower abdomen, and said affectionately.

“Relax, and then talk. Hmm?”

Saying his cock was going to break off, Lear bit Yohan’s nape hard. He hadn’t knotted him, but it was an act no different from mating right then and there. But Yohan, a beta, had no way of knowing the possessive alpha’s behavior. He hugged his own body tightly and, leaning on Lear’s body as he ejaculated inside him, trembled as if having a seizure.

Lear stroked Yohan’s trembling thighs, which had gone limp, then pulled out his penis from inside Yohan. At that, Yohan collapsed onto the bed, dripping a fluid that was completely clear, which couldn’t even be called semen.

Lear, who pulled Yohan back into his arms, shoved his fingers into his gaping hole and pressed the inner walls, stimulating him with the momentum to drain all the fluid from Yohan’s body.

“Heu-eu….”

As Lear’s three thick fingers entered and scraped the inner walls, Yohan’s waist bucked and he gushed out a large amount of fluid. Lear looked at Yohan’s glistening body, which was beyond lewd and seemed innate, then pulled out his hand and gave him a kiss. And while still holding his convulsing thighs tightly, he pressed his body closer. Then he pressed his fully erect penis against the area of his navel and said.

“Get a grip.”

Lear grabbed the jaw of Yohan, whose eyes were half-rolled back, and kissed him once more.

“Let’s do it one more time, looking at your face.”

*

He didn’t know if it was because of the hangover or the aftereffects of sex, but as Yohan woke up in the worst physical condition, Lear handed him a glass of water and a pill, saying.

“Did you sleep well?”

With his body feeling like it had been beaten up severely and a throbbing head, fragmentary memories of last night came to mind, and Yohan’s face flushed slightly as he answered awkwardly.

“Uh… um… yeah….”

They say a late-learning thief doesn’t know the day is dawning, and Yohan was surprised in many ways by the changes in his sex life he was experiencing after getting involved with the man in front of him. He thought that he must have done some incredible things last night, to the point of wondering if he would really die from this.

“Thanks.”

Yohan, who took the pill and drank a few sips of water, rolled his eyes and met Lear’s purple eyes. At that, Lear grinned, making him anxious.

“What, what is it?”

“Don’t you remember?”

He didn’t know why he would say something like that to make a person anxious, but Yohan asked, pretending to be nonchalant.

“What memory?”

He couldn’t tell why he was smiling so slyly, but Yohan first took a sip of water. At that, Lear let out a perverted “hehe” laugh, then stroked Yohan’s thigh with his hand and said.

“We got married yesterday.”

For a moment, Yohan spat out the water he was drinking.

“What?”

Lear clicked his tongue and sighed at the water that had spilled slightly on the blanket.

“First, I’ll have to clean this up, again.”

Yohan didn’t hear a word Lear was saying. Since he was a madman who always spouted nonsense about marriage or being his husband, he thought he might have really had a drive-thru wedding, so he asked cautiously.

“Did we… really do it?”

“Do you think we would have? Even so, I’m not that shameless of a person to marry a drunk person.”

“So you did have a conscience….”

“More importantly, don’t you remember?”

“Again, what, what is it?”

“Running around looking for your balls.”

“…….”

“How much you whined, saying you thought you lost them.”

Not believing Lear’s words, Yohan frowned and asked.

“I did?”

“Yes. You did.”

For a moment, a curse came out.

“Fuck….”

“And also….”

“There’s more?”

“This is the highlight.”

“…….”

“You peed while having sex. Don’t you remember?”

At Lear’s words, Yohan splashed the water he was holding in his hand onto Lear’s face. Lear, who had not expected Yohan to do that to him, couldn’t even dodge it and got drenched.

“What, why didn’t you dodge it.”

Yohan, who was flustered after doing it himself, had a slightly apologetic face. Lear, as if to show Yohan, sighed, ran a hand through his hair, and then said with a mournful expression.

“It was really hard to clean up.”

“Get lost, really!”

Yohan handed the cup he was holding to Lear, then lay down and turned away. Lear, while dumbfounded, lay down next to Yohan, hugged him, blanket and all, and placed his leg on his body. Then he rubbed his wet face against Yohan’s shoulder and neck. Although Lear was annoying, Yohan didn’t dislike his childish behavior, so he pouted his lips.

“It’s wet.”

“You’re the one who splashed it.”

“What do you mean, you willie?! Stop with the fucking talk first thing in the morning.”

“Not willie, but sweetie. No matter how much you like my willie, you can’t say things like that, 

“That’s funny.”

“It’s not funny.”

A moment of silence passed, then Yohan asked Lear cautiously.

“But… did I really pee?”

“What do you think?”

Seeing Lear’s “hehe” laughing face, Yohan was half in doubt, but thinking that that guy was teasing him, he sighed and answered.

“Phew, seeing your reaction, I guess I didn’t.”

“Well, to be precise…. You did pee a lot of similar things.”

At Lear’s words, Yohan was dumbfounded. He squirmed his aching body to get away from Lear, and the more he did, the tighter Lear held him and said affectionately.

“That aside, honey. You have to eat.”

“I lost my appetite because of you.”

“Well, you took mine quite well with your lower mouth yesterday.”

“Do you really want to die?”

As Yohan squawked and struggled, Lear let out a deep sigh, lifted Yohan’s body up in a flash, and got off the bed.

“Hey!”

“No matter how delicious my cock is, being a picky eater is not good.”

Lear hugged Yohan tightly, blanket and all, and shook his body wildly. Yohan, startled for a moment that he might fall, tensed his body and clung to Lear.

“You brute, really!”

Lear burst into laughter and peppered kisses on Yohan’s nape and collarbone. At the ticklish sensation, Yohan patted Lear’s back. He was slightly tense, not wanting Lear to hear his heart pounding wildly.

“Pu, put me down.”

“No.”

“Please stop doing this.”

“A princess wants to be held like a princess, so what.”

“You crazy bastard.”

“Are you worried about my back? If so, I’m truly touched.”

“Ha, really!”

“I’ve been doing planks on and off, so I should be fine.”

Lear gently set Yohan down in front of the dining table. Yohan’s face had already turned bright red. Yohan was embarrassed in many ways, starting from being treated like this. In the midst of that, seeing the well-prepared food made him hungry, and he was disgusted by his own beastly instincts.

“Ugh….”

“Want me to feed you?”

At the sight of Lear sitting next to Yohan, pulling his chair close and sticking to his side, Yohan swatted his hand away. Then he roughly ate the food in front of him. His stomach was a bit queasy from the hangover, but once he swallowed the food, he felt better. Lear sat next to him, staring at Yohan, and ate a few pieces of bread, then started talking only when he had almost finished his meal.

“Not eating any more?”

“I ate a lot.”

“Then shall we have a deep conversation?”

At Lear’s words, Yohan pulled his body back. At that action, Lear pouted his lips and put on a lame cute act.

“That’s mean.”

“Who’s the one being mean?”

“No matter what, I wouldn’t do that to a sick person. If you think about it, isn’t Yohan, who’s having such improper thoughts first thing in the morning, the pervert? No matter how much we were sexless for a week….”

At the sight of Lear speaking while covering his chest with his hand, Yohan put down his fork with a ‘clack’ sound and said.

“What do you mean, sexless. We did it yesterday, don’t you think that doesn’t add up?”

At Yohan’s question, Lear sent a wink and said.

“It’s Monday. Today.”

At the sight of Lear spouting nonsense like calories reset to zero after midnight, Yohan genuinely thought he was not in his right mind and reached out, grabbing and pulling the guy’s lips as if to tear them off.

“That damn mouth! I’m going to sew it shut someday. Really.”

Lear avoided Yohan’s hand, shot up from his seat, and ran off in a hurry, saying he would go get his laptop. Yohan, with a dumbfounded face, watched Lear’s retreating back as he fled, then picked up a vegetable stick from the dining table and stood up. Only then did he realize that he was wearing silk pajamas that he would never normally wear, and with an awkward gesture, he fiddled with his clothes and shuffled towards the living room.

“Oof, it aches, it aches.”

Yohan rubbed his lower back and headed for the plush sofa. Yohan was surprised anew by the scenery that looked like it came straight out of a drama, and sat down. Just then, Lear came running in a hurry with his laptop.

“Yohan!”

“You’re being distracting.”

“I was surprised, I thought you had disappeared.”

“Ahem, we don’t talk about work at the dinner table. So I just moved my seat. And where would I go in this state?”

Lear let out a deep sigh and said to be sure to keep his word, then sat down next to Yohan and opened his laptop.

“What is it?”

“While you were sleeping, I did some work. A lot happened yesterday.”

“A lot… did happen…. Though my memory is a bit hazy.”

“You should think about your age now and drink in moderation.”

“That’s because you!”

Yohan, who met Lear’s eyes for a moment, stopped his sudden outburst and bit his lower lip before saying.

“You make me feel unsettled….”

“It’s already happened. You know we’ve come too far to turn back.”

“…….”

“Just think about what happens after this is all over.”

Yohan looked at Lear’s face, which was fully reflected in his two eyes. Unlike himself, who was embracing a full load of anxiety, he had surprisingly resolute eyes and was speaking in a serious voice.

“I achieve what I want, and you achieve what you want.”

Listening to his voice, it felt as if yesterday’s confusion had become nothing. But he also knew well that he couldn’t run away like this, which was partly why he had drunk so much. At Lear’s words, Yohan’s lips parted and he scratched his knee with his fingernail.

“That was our deal, wasn’t it?”

Yohan let out a small sigh. Clearing Diane’s name and getting a promotion might be better for the future. In the first place, wasn’t the job of an FBI agent far from safety? It was ridiculous to now avoid it because he was scared, when he had jumped into this profession knowing he could get shot at any time.

“So let’s see it through to the end.”

At the sight of Lear smiling as he spoke, Yohan had a sudden question. After Lear enters the witness protection program and the trial begins, when everything is over, will it be the end with him too? Of course, he knew that was the right thing, but he felt strange. Maybe it was because he had drunk too much yesterday and the effects hadn’t completely worn off. It was also ridiculous to have feelings and linger on the man in front of him.

“Yohan?”

At Lear’s calling voice, Yohan’s shoulders flinched. Yohan, who told himself to get a grip, pointlessly stroked his nape and said.

“Huh? Oh… right. I was being shortsighted. It’s a bit sudden, but there won’t be any more incidents like yesterday. Until the end… yes, let’s see it through to the end.”

At Yohan’s words, Lear gave a grin. Then he looked at the laptop screen, displayed a few photos, and said.

“Anyway, I skimmed through the LVMPD3) data that came up this morning. O’Connell was from LA, and since she died after crossing the state line, the related case is scheduled to be transferred to a federal investigation, but since it’s practically concluded, it doesn’t seem like they’ll drag the case on for long.”

A blurry image of O’Connell from the club’s CCTV was visible. It was a scene of her taking drugs herself, drinking, and having fun with young people.

“As always… they’ll probably process it as a simple death by shock due to Candy.”

It was a result as absurd as Diane’s death from a gunshot wound, but still, considering her deep ties to the Declan side, O’Connell’s death was a slightly better situation. She was dead, but at least she took the drugs herself, and she wasn’t unjustly framed for a crime. Rather, considering what she had done all this time, it was a peaceful death.

“That’s right. As you said, Yohan, they don’t seem to care that a new version of New Candy in a glass capsule has come out. It’s a relief, if anything, that Miguel Cowry had it in his pocket.”

“You expected it too. Especially if they start digging into O’Connell, they’ll all be linked…. Maybe it’s a relief that it’s not being reported in the media?”

“As for the media, well, they would have gagged them long ago. Besides, considering the series of events, it’s almost certain that a high-ranking official in the LAPD or FBI is deeply involved with Declan.”

“Won’t this cause a problem for our plan?”

“It’s a sad story, but think about the reason the FBI sent you to Compton.”

At Lear’s words, Yohan bit his lower lip for a moment. Yohan wasn’t unaware that it was the same as getting rid of a cumbersome person under an excuse. It was also partly because of that that the investigation was progressing sluggishly, and that Yohan had experienced an identity crisis between being an FBI agent and a drug dealer.

“Don’t worry too much. In fact, even if that weren’t the case, if they were connected to the FBI, they would probably just provide information or cover up the case.”

“Well… I guess so. If that weren’t the case, they would have been eager to drag me out for disciplinary action or something by now.”

Yohan, who spoke nonchalantly, let out a small sigh. It was like a lawless zone at this rate. Law and justice had disappeared, and it was a world where everything moved solely by money.

Yohan thought it was a relief that Lear had no intention of succeeding Joel Declan. If he had decided to do so, he would have undoubtedly become a formidable villain.

Fortunately, Lear was a nutcase, and since he was a guy who had never lacked for anything, whether it was money or something else, since birth, he had made a different choice from others.

“Anyway, I don’t know who ‘Shadow’, who wants to succeed my DNA provider, is, but he’s probably an old fossil who really doesn’t even know what TikTok is. If I had known it would be like this, I have some regrets that I should have paid more attention to that side and analyzed their business methods…. But what can I do about it now. I have to think of it as a destiny given by the heavens to meet you, Yohan.”

“Good grief, what are you talking about. Really.”

He thought he was finally talking in a serious voice. Yohan’s face flushed at Lear’s sudden, fiery flirting.

“Anyway, it would be best to be careful for the time being. Just by looking at how they sent O’Connell while dragging in Glen Cowry…. If we’re unlucky, we could fall into a trap.”

“Is Shadow’s side trying to show off their power? As if to say they encompass not only Candy but also O’Connell and Vasquez.”

“That’s right. They’re probably sending a message that if we stay quiet from now on, they won’t touch us.”

“To you?”