By Zephyria 
Buttons popped off one by one.
The moment their bare chests met, Jae-gyeom frantically caressed Yoon Tae-hee’s shoulders, forearms, and everywhere his hands could reach. In response, Yoon Tae-hee slid his arms under Jae-gyeom’s armpits and hoisted him up.
Yoon Tae-hee sat Jae-gyeom right on top of him.
Now facing each other with Jae-gyeom perched on his thighs, Jae-gyeom pressed his forehead firmly against the other’s shoulder. He reached down and gripped the other man’s member. His heart pounded. He felt a fresh surge of excitement at the fact that it had become so hard and stiff because of him.
As he stroked it up and down, he felt Yoon Tae-hee’s member twitch once. As he continued to work his hand, pre-cum began to bead at the tip of the glans, and Yoon Tae-hee’s length gradually became slick and wet.
Then, at a certain moment, Yoon Tae-hee gripped Jae-gyeom’s wrist tightly.
It was a grip so strong it felt as if it might crush his bones. Unconsciously, Jae-gyeom frowned and twisted his wrist. Despite the signal that it hurt, Yoon Tae-hee did not loosen his grip. Eventually, Jae-gyeom spoke.
“Ah, it… it hurts, you bastard!”
Suddenly, Yoon Tae-hee grabbed Jae-gyeom by the hair and said in a low voice.
“Open your mouth.”
His head was tilted back, and his mouth opened instinctively. While Jae-gyeom was momentarily flustered by the overbearing attitude, before he could say a word, his lips were devoured by Yoon Tae-hee. Yoon Tae-hee immediately pushed his tongue inside, roughly exploring the inside of Jae-gyeom’s mouth. The hot tongue frantically tasted and ransacked the space. Jae-gyeom gasped for air.
After kissing for a long while, Yoon Tae-hee finally pulled his lips away. He forced Jae-gyeom onto his knees, facing away with his backside exposed, and without warning, slid his fingers into his hole.
“Lift your hips. Higher.”
Jae-gyeom groaned, pressing his forehead into the pillow at the touch that poked and prodded him without a shred of caution.
Yoon Tae-hee usually preferred the missionary position. It was because he could hold Jae-gyeom close, leaving no gap between their bodies, and could vividly observe Jae-gyeom’s changing expressions and reactions during penetration. Moreover, his foreplay was always tenacious and long. However, no matter how much alcohol was involved, Yoon Tae-hee was somehow strange today.
Unlike usual, Yoon Tae-hee did very little foreplay and immediately entered Jae-gyeom from behind, pinning him down. The hot pillar, forcing its way through the tight hole, began to slide in and out of his backside rapidly.
“Ah, hng…!”
Jae-gyeom was swept away by the force of the thrusts that hit him like a beast.
By the time he regained his senses, Yoon Tae-hee was tying his wrists with a necktie.
“Hey! What… what are you…!”
Just as Jae-gyeom let out a startled cry, Yoon Tae-hee spoke in a suppressed voice.
“Spread your legs wider.”
It was a rough and violent session, pushing him relentlessly.
When having sex, Yoon Tae-hee could be somewhat tenacious and fetishistic, but he was fundamentally a gentle person. During their first time, he had pushed forward clumsily out of sheer desperation, but since then, there had been far more days where they blended their bodies deeply and softly. This was the first time since that day that Yoon Tae-hee had been this rough and violent. Today, his touch… felt almost coercive.
Jae-gyeom couldn’t keep his wits about him amidst the storm-like sex.
From the necktie tightly binding his wrists, Jae-gyeom suddenly read a raw sense of anxiety. Pinned beneath Yoon Tae-hee and groaning frantically, Jae-gyeom eventually succumbed to the surging pleasure, his throat trembling as he ejaculated.
Even while Jae-gyeom was coming, Yoon Tae-hee did not stop moving his hips.
“Did… hng… something… happen… outside?”
At those words, the speed of Yoon Tae-hee’s hips, dripping with sweat, slowed down.
“…”
Then, after a moment, Yoon Tae-hee finally stopped moving and answered after a long silence.
“No, nothing happened.”
“Then why are you acting like this?”
Yoon Tae-hee kept his head down and said nothing. Gasping for air in the afterglow of ejaculation, Jae-gyeom placed his palm on Yoon Tae-hee’s cheek. After hesitating for a moment, Jae-gyeom spoke.
“You’re… strange today…”
At that, Yoon Tae-hee slowly raised his head.
“And?”
“What do you mean ‘and’… what’s ‘and’ about it?”
“And, are you bored of me?”
“What?”
“Do you think you’ll get tired of me too?”
…What on earth was he talking about all of a sudden?
Jae-gyeom’s expression stiffened unconsciously.
Yoon Tae-hee’s face as he asked if he was tired of him looked incredibly pitiful and gloomy.
“…”
Only then did Jae-gyeom realize. The sex just now had been a test and a confirmation. Yoon Tae-hee was desperately wanting something confirmed. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but Jae-gyeom noticed that Yoon Tae-hee was currently shaking precariously. Yoon Tae-hee was anxious about something, like a frightened child.
“Yoon Tae-hee.”
“…”
“Tae-hee.”
“Yes.”
“Why do you say things like that?”
Jae-gyeom hugged Yoon Tae-hee tightly between his arms tied by the necktie.
“Do you know how much I adore you?”
“…”
“So don’t say things like that from now on. Got it?”
“…”
After a long while, Yoon Tae-hee responded quietly to Jae-gyeom’s words.
“Okay.”
While still holding Yoon Tae-hee’s length inside his body, Jae-gyeom hugged Yoon Tae-hee’s neck tightly.
The two of them felt each other’s warmth for a long time, remaining connected. As if time had stopped.
Jae-gyeom thought several times about why Yoon Tae-hee was anxious. But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t quite tell. It seemed as if Yoon Tae-hee was vaguely afraid of something in an invisible future.
Was it anxiety over the fact that this moment cannot last?
He knew that sometimes Yoon Tae-hee’s heart shook like a raft tossing in a violent storm. But as always, the storm will surely stop as time passes, and after an even longer time, he hoped that his heart would not be like a sea that changes by the moment, but would one day become like a calm lake. Until then, what could he do for him, who keeps shaking in anxiety?
If only he could take your wandering heart and tie it down to a stake.
Jae-gyeom closed his eyes, feeling the beat of Yoon Tae-hee’s heart transmitted through their touching chests.
A relatively peaceful few days passed after that.
The day after, once he woke up from the alcohol, Yoon Tae-hee had returned to his usual self. Even when asked what on earth had happened yesterday, Yoon Tae-hee simply replied that ‘nothing happened.’
Then today, on the way back from the academy, he received a message from Shin Ji-hye.
— Darling, what are you doing? I’m nearby, want to come out? I’m bored, let’s grab coffee.
Since he didn’t have any particular excuse to refuse, he replied that he would and ended the call. Jae-gyeom asked Yoon Tae-hee if he wanted to come along since he was meeting Shin Ji-hye, but Yoon Tae-hee said he had work to handle during the afternoon. Thus, Jae-gyeom left the house alone.
Even though it hadn’t been long since they last met, Shin Ji-hye greeted him very warmly. Then, as soon as she sat down, she asked mischievously, “So, did you make good progress?”
Fiddling with his ear, Jae-gyeom brushed it off by answering that it ‘went well enough.’ Suddenly, he remembered how Yoon Tae-hee had been anxious recently and thought about seeking advice, but this time he decided to keep it to himself.
He didn’t have much to say and wondered what they should talk about, but those worries were unfounded. This was because Shin Ji-hye’s mouth poured out topics without rest. Stories about watching a movie with Eun-kyung, going to a restaurant with Eun-kyung, going on a two-day trip with Eun-kyung, funny jokes Eun-kyung had made, and so on…
Even without knowing Eun-kyung’s face, he came to know a lot about her.
While just rolling his eyes, his gaze suddenly fell on Shin Ji-hye’s hand holding the drink. On the ring finger of Shin Ji-hye’s left hand, there was a ring with a sophisticated design. With nothing else to say, Jae-gyeom blurted out, “What’s that?” Without hesitation, as if she had been waiting for the question, Shin Ji-hye spread her hand open as if showing off.
“This? Eun-kyung gave it to me as a gift.”
Shin Ji-hye stroked the ring with a blushing smile.
“Listen, it was a total surprise when she gave it to me. It happened when we went out to eat…”
Shin Ji-hye’s eyes were sparkling as she bragged about the ring. To Jae-gyeom, a ring was just a piece of jewelry, an ornament. If Yoon Tae-hee gave me a ring, would I be as happy as Shin Ji-hye? He imagined it for a moment but felt he didn’t really know. Jae-gyeom suddenly turned his gaze to look out the window.
What moves me, and what makes me happy?
Watching her stroke the ring with sparkling eyes suddenly made him think of Yoon Tae-hee.
“…”
Staring blankly at the ring, Jae-gyeom asked unconsciously.
“Where do people usually buy things like rings?”
“You can go to a jewelry market, or a department store.”
“Really? Then where did you buy your ring?”
“Mine was bought at a department store. Why? Are you planning to buy one too?”
“Not for me, I was wondering if I should give one to Tae-hee as a gift.”
At those words, Shin Ji-hye’s eyes widened.
“If I give him a ring, would Tae-hee be happy like you are?”
“Of course. But why a ring all of a sudden?”
“Just… thinking about it, I don’t think I’ve ever given him a gift.”
Looking back, it felt like he had only received things from Yoon Tae-hee.
The house in Seoul, the expensive suits, the music box…
Then, Shin Ji-hye suddenly slapped the table and made a suggestion.
“Then do you want to go to the department store and look together?”
At the sudden proposal, Jae-gyeom asked with a bewildered expression.
“Now?”
“There’s a saying that you should strike while the iron is hot. I have time today anyway. If you go alone, you probably won’t know what’s what, so I’ll help you look. I’m worried you might pick something weird.”
Following the impulsive Shin Ji-hye felt like his legs were being torn apart, but that also meant she had great initiative. After contemplating for a moment, Jae-gyeom nodded.
“Alright. Let’s go, to the department store.”