By Zephyria 
Had he ever fucked so fiercely while standing in a hallway? His life as a slut had been quite long, but he had no memory of doing it so urgently. It was just one session of sex, yet he was so exhausted that it was hard to even move a finger.
That was why he didn’t avoid Gyu-oh’s touch when he offered to wash him. His body felt sore and stinging, as if he had been beaten. His mind was blank, as if his brain had simply disappeared.
“Ah, I’m tired.”
Gyu-oh, who had even changed the gauze attached to his side, looked over while tidying up. Does that guy not get tired? His dark pupils were sparkling continuously.
“What’s tiring? Your body? Your heart?”
“…Both.”
Unable to withstand the persistently following gaze, he bent his arm to cover his eyes. Even a small toss and turn made his bottom sting, but he didn’t show that he was in pain.
“In times like that—”
Gyu-oh stopped mid-sentence and sat on the edge of the bed. The feeling of a heavy presence sinking in made him unexpectedly nervous.
“In times like that, Hyung, they say if you make your body tired, you forget everything.”
“…”
“Should I do that for you again? Hmm?”
He whispered carefully, as if reciting a real secret. He tried to just listen and ignore it… but he couldn’t ignore the hand subtly groping his bare chest. He quickly pushed away the wrist that was applying pressure as if to grab his chest.
“Stop playing tricks and move.”
“Whyyy. That was Hyung’s logic.”
Even as he got up and moved to the opposite end, Gyu-oh followed. Still, perhaps possessing some conscience, the lewd touch did not follow.
“I’m going to sleep, so don’t talk to me.”
“My goodness. Since when did you sleep so diligently?”
As he pulled the blanket over himself to hide his body, Gyu-oh stepped back, smacking his lips. He was indeed feeling incredibly sleepy. His eyes were so heavy with drowsiness that they felt stiff. He had relied on sex whenever he needed sleep, but an experience like today was a first.
As he lay there with the blanket pulled up to his chin, looking as if he would fall asleep at any moment, Gyu-oh, who had roughly pushed the things he was tidying to the foot of the bed, flopped down beside him. Listening to Gyu-oh’s breathing close by, he gradually released the tension in his body.
Pyong, pyong! He opened his eyes slightly at the sound of a game ringing softly, perhaps having been in a light sleep. The guy, who had been stark naked until a moment ago, was now lying on his stomach wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, playing a mobile game. Seeing him tilt his body this way and that, he seemed very absorbed in the game.
“You have great stamina.”
Perhaps surprised by the sudden comment, the guy’s eyebrows twitched, and he quickly turned his head. As their eyes met, he immediately put down the phone and stared at him, resting his chin on his hand. A bomb icon kept appearing on the screen, and soon the words ‘GAME OVER’ appeared. However, Gyu-oh, who had been gaming passionately until just now, showed no sign of regret.
“It improved a lot thanks to Hyung. Should I go out to the living room?”
Hearing the low question while he gently stroked his messy hair, he felt his body and mind becoming cozy for some reason.
“Why is your stamina improved thanks to me?”
He closed his eyes, quietly accepting the touch. Then, he answered by simply shaking his head. For a long time, no game sound effects were heard, and only the warmth stroking his cheek and eyelids continued. A ticklish atmosphere flowed, as if they were real lovers. One side of his chest felt so itchy he wanted to scratch it.
“Look at this, look at this. They say the one who hit the other sleeps with their legs stretched out, huh?”
“…”
“Hyung ignored me. Even while I was working my ass off, whenever I thought of Hyung, I’d go sparring and run.”
At that time, he too had been in a period of deep wandering. His sensitivity had soared without limit. He had finally admitted that he was able to live with a calmed heart because Won Gyu-oh was by his side.
“So what. It’s all in the past. Now I’m not ignoring you and I’m going along with everything.”
When he replied shamelessly, he heard a snort.
“Yup. Everything Hyung says is right.”
Gyu-oh, who was humoring him with a voice that suppressed laughter, messily ruffled his hair. After having tidied it so affectionately, he made it a mess again with his own hands. Just as he had comforted Min-ho’s heart and then immediately stirred it up frantically.
“…Won Gyu-oh, let’s make a promise.”
“What is it. I’ll listen.”
Only a few days had passed, but there was still a one-month grace period between them. Within that time, they had to look at each other seriously and decide whether to become closer or to act as if everything never happened and live while hiding the awkwardness.
Perhaps the result was obvious. Both Gyu-oh and he expected it, but… there is such a thing as a conscience. That one month of time had to remain as an opportunity for Gyu-oh to change his mind as well.
“Sex once a week. Looking at the way you do it, your lack of restraint is really…”
“Are you kidding me?”
He raised his voice, claiming that he was the icon of consideration and delicacy.
In fact, throughout the sex, he had simultaneously felt a sensation as if his whole body was melting and a feeling of his mind going blank, so he couldn’t not know. The guy was good with his body and could steal a person’s soul with sex, but habits based on affection were embedded everywhere. Of course, he did do the bizarre thing of putting a condom on and pushing his cock in.
“…I’m not originally the type to do it a lot.”
“What are you talking about? You used to sneak off to hotels twice a week!”
Gyu-oh sat bolt upright and yanked away the blanket that covered him up to his chin. As a chill rushed in, he shrugged his shoulders, and Gyu-oh hurriedly put the blanket back.
“Just because I went to a hotel doesn’t mean I did it every time.”
In fact, there were times he went to a hotel but thought of Won Gyu-oh and only sweated through exercise, and times he avoided someone who said they’d wait in the room by making an excuse that a thief had broken in. However, since Gyu-oh didn’t know the details, he would consider his track record to be very promiscuous. Since he felt he deserved to be treated that way, he didn’t bother to correct him.
“Anyway, I want it seven times a week.”
Fuck, that means he wants to do it every single day. At the absurd number, he finally opened his closed eyes. He was a bit surprised because Gyu-oh’s face was right in front of him, but he didn’t avoid his gaze.
“…You crazy bastard. Your cock is going to get raw.”
“Even if it’s raw, mine is still usable.”
Though there was playfulness in his voice, his expression was quite serious. After exchanging gazes without a single inch of concession for a while, Gyu-oh lowered his head and pressed his lips against the bridge of his nose. It was just a touch of the lips, as if they had collided by mistake.
“Okay. Four times. That’s a drastic discount. I can’t lower it any more, CEO.”
“I haven’t even said I’d date you yet. Four times? Even newlyweds don’t do it that much.”
It was ridiculous to set the frequency like this, but seeing how Won Gyu-oh clung to him, it was obvious he would pester him at all hours if not restrained.
Even at the hospital, he pretended to restrain himself because he was a patient, but in reality, they had masturbated while looking at each other’s faces regularly. Even earlier, how long would it have taken to get to the bed that he did that in the hallway… It was dizzying to think that if they had been just a few steps closer to the entrance, the sounds might have leaked outside.
“Listen. When bodies grow apart, hearts grow apart too. Is that why Hyung tried to send me far away?”
“…”
“That’s why we absolutely have to have skin contact often. A person who thinks too much like you shouldn’t be given a chance for the brain to rest. I have to overwhelm you and drain your energy.”
Gyu-oh flopped back down and tightly hugged Min-ho’s head, which was resting on the pillow. He suddenly found himself trapped in an embrace, but Min-ho didn’t struggle. It was because he felt a familiar sense of stability from the spreading body temperature.
“You’re subtly dropping the honorifics.”
“You let it slide when we were having sex.”
“I didn’t hear that.”
“Meaning you were so excited you couldn’t hear it?”
Giggling, Gyu-oh pressed kisses all over the crown of his head.
As the affectionate actions continued, he felt like he might cry for some reason. It wasn’t because he was truly sad, but he just felt sorrowful for no reason. Perhaps it was because among the countless people he had met, no one had poured affection into him so completely. Perhaps it was because he had been unable to give his heart easily for fear of being rejected, but now he felt certain that Won Gyu-oh wouldn’t do that.
“But I really was that excited, Hyung.”
“…”
“I mean, you never have to worry about my lower half for the rest of your life.”
It was becoming increasingly clear, making his previous worries about whether his excitement would cool down upon seeing a man’s body pointless. There was no need to build a wall or draw a line with Won Gyu-oh just because they were the same gender.
“I didn’t worry about that…”
“Anyway. Hyung liked it too, right? Right?”
Although he didn’t give any answer, Gyu-oh tightened the arm hugging him. From the bodies touching even closer, a pleasant pulse and warmth were still transmitted.
Anyway, Won Gyu-oh’s embrace wasn’t bad. He even thought that perhaps the one thing he believed Won Gyu-oh could never achieve was, in fact, the only thing Won Gyu-oh could do.