By Zephyria 
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Entering the bathroom, Eun-won locked the door and quickly stripped off his pants and underwear. While dressed, he thought only his underwear had been wet, but once he took them off, he realized the area between his legs was a complete mess. From his inner thighs to his genitals, he was so drenched that the cool air of the bathroom clung to him.
With a deep sigh, Eun-won took off his shirt—which he was relieved to find dry—and set it aside. The moment his eyes met his own reflection in the mirror, he quickly looked away in embarrassment and stepped into the shower.
Inside the spacious shower, he slowly washed his body, which had become hypersensitive, and cleaned away everything between his damp legs. His body, which had flinched even at the touch of the water stream, gradually calmed down. Several times, the urge to touch himself surfaced, but knowing Cha Se-jin was outside, he endured it.
Eun-won breathed in the cozy, non-sweet scent of body wash and shampoo that filled the shower booth. As soon as he realized it smelled just like Cha Se-jin, his calmed heart began to flutter again. He quickly stepped out of the booth, dried himself with a large towel, and dried his hair.
“…….”
When it came time to get dressed, Eun-won’s eyes wavered. The shirt was fine and could be worn again, but the underwear and pants were the problem. The pants were dark and thick enough that the wetness hadn’t seeped through to the outside, but the inside… the color had grown slightly darker. The fluid from his soaked underwear had bled through.
Would Cha Se-jin really give him a change of clothes…? He wondered if it was just another prank, but since Cha Se-jin was the only person he could trust, he held onto a sliver of hope and opened the bathroom door just a tiny bit.
On the mirrored drawer outside the bathroom lay a neatly folded pair of pants and underwear. Eun-won peeked his head out to make sure Cha Se-jin wasn’t there and grabbed them.
The underwear was large and the pants were obviously bigger than his size, but since both had waistbands, he was able to wear them without them sliding off. Pulling the drawstring of the training pants tight and tying it, Eun-won rolled up the hems twice, as they were long enough to cover his feet. He felt he might look a bit silly, but he couldn’t walk around dragging hems that were this long.
Once dressed, Eun-won wrapped his soiled underwear inside the discarded pants, rolled them up, and quietly left the bathroom. He didn’t know what face to make when looking at Cha Se-jin. To act as if nothing had happened was impossible… because something had happened, yet he didn’t want to show how shaken and unstable he was by avoiding eye contact.
“Are you done washing up?”
“…Ah…. Yes….”
Cha Se-jin, who had been sitting on the sofa where they had kissed so intensely, looked back at Eun-won. The thoughts of how to face him vanished instantly, leaving his mind blank.
“What’s that in your hand… Oh, your clothes?”
“…Yes….”
“Leave them. I’ll have them laundered and give them back.”
“N-no…! I’ll take them…. It’s okay….”
Cha Se-jin chuckled as he saw Eun-won hide the bundle behind his back and stood up. Having come twice while smelling Eun-won’s scent on the cushion, a faint, pleasant sexual sensation still lingered.
“You look like you want to run away. Shall we head home now?”
“…Yes….”
“We didn’t get to talk much because we were too busy kissing.”
“…….”
“Well, there are plenty of days ahead. After tomorrow, you won’t be able to run home like this; you’ll have to stay by my side even if you’re embarrassed.”
“…I’m not running away….”
“I think you are.”
Standing up, Cha Se-jin approached with a smile and lightly pinched and rubbed Eun-won’s reddened earlobe. Seeing Eun-won flinch at the slight skinship, the lingering sensation intensified.
“Hold on. Let me call the driver.”
Though it was a shame, he felt it was best to do as Eun-won wanted today. If they stayed together any longer, he was certain he would make Eun-won cry right before they entered the wedding hall.
“They say it’ll take about 20 minutes. That’s fine, right?”
After calling the driver, Cha Se-jin led the nodding Eun-won back to the sofa and sat him down.
“How did it feel?”
“…….”
“The kissing.”
“…Ah….”
The word ‘kiss’ seemed to trigger something. Just hearing it made his heart feel like it would burst. Pressing down on his heart, which was pounding beyond a mere flutter, Eun-won’s lips parted.
“Did you hate it?”
“…….”
The feeling of a tongue entering his mouth, and the sensation of tongues touching and rubbing for the first time, had been awkward and a bit strange… but that was strange because it was unfamiliar, which was clearly different from hating it. If he had hated it—if he truly had—he would have wanted to pull away and push him off. He would have felt nothing but unpleasantness afterward, and his underwear certainly wouldn’t have become damp.
Knowing this, Eun-won quietly shook his head. Though it was embarrassing to be honest, he didn’t want to lie.
“Then, did you like it?”
If he had to choose between liking it or hating it… saying he liked it was more accurate. However, it was also true that saying he “liked” it felt like a bit of a stretch. Perhaps because it was his first time, there were difficult parts—he couldn’t breathe properly, and he couldn’t swallow his saliva, which kept dripping and bothering him.
“……Except for… the part where I couldn’t breathe… and swallowing was… hard….”
“Ah, so other than that, it was fucking great?”
“…N-not that much… but there were… times when it felt good….”
“Ah…. So there were times it felt good. When? What was I doing that felt good? When I sucked your tongue? When I just rubbed the tip? Or maybe when I licked under your tongue?”
Every time Cha Se-jin mentioned a specific action, the sensation of that moment seemed to revive in Eun-won’s mouth. With his ears, cheeks, and neck flushing red, Eun-won shook his head. Those 20 minutes felt incredibly long.
“You’re not sure? Then we should try them one by one again.”
“…What?”
“That’s the only way to know what feels good.”
Naturally wrapping his large hand around the back of Eun-won’s head, Cha Se-jin pulled him in and captured his lips. The moment he felt the tongue sliding into his mouth, strength surged into his waist. Letting out a whimpering sound like a newborn animal, Eun-won closed his eyes as his strength drained and his mind grew hazy. This time, from the very beginning… it felt good.
“…Nng….”
He knew they wouldn’t kiss like this at a wedding where everyone was watching, and he knew he didn’t need more practice, but he didn’t want to stop Cha Se-jin. Eun-won felt the sensation pooling throughout his body again as Cha Se-jin’s tongue licked the tip of his own. At this rate, even his new underwear might become damp.
“…Executive… Director….”
When he lightly pushed Cha Se-jin’s shoulder, the tongue released obediently and their lips parted. A thin thread of saliva stretched between them before breaking. Gasping for air, Eun-won watched Cha Se-jin’s phone on the table vibrate. The driver must have arrived.
As he descended to the hotel lobby with Cha Se-jin, the driver—whom he had seen a few times—opened the door for them. After a polite bow, Eun-won climbed into the backseat beside Cha Se-jin.
Cha Se-jin smiled as he saw Eun-won sitting there, clutching the bag containing the wet underwear and pants as if he would never let anyone take it. He reached out his hand.
“Come to think of it, we have to walk in holding hands at the wedding, but we haven’t practiced that.”
“…….”
Staring at the hand extended toward him, Eun-won cautiously took Cha Se-jin’s hand. It was warm, just like when he had held his cheek or touched his ear.
“Do you need to invite any more friends?”
“No…. I’ve thought about it a lot… and I think it’s best to only invite my really close friends.”
“I assume your ‘hocance mate’ is coming, then?”
“Huh? Ah… Ji-woon? Yes…. I invited Ji-woon.”
“That kid is going to spread rumors all over school now.”
“Ji-woon isn’t that kind of person….”
“Are you defending another guy in front of your husband?”
Seeing Cha Se-jin say the word ‘husband’ so casually, as if he had been using it for ten years, Eun-won fidgeted with his hand. Perhaps interpreting that as a signal to pull away, Cha Se-jin tightened his grip.
“I’m not defending him… he’s just really not that kind of person… Um…. I’m correcting you.”
“I’ll see what kind of guy he is on that day.”
Cha Se-jin smiled and shook his head as he saw Eun-won nod confidently. No matter how much he thought about it, a style so innocent and clueless that he had to teach everything step-by-step while progressing was really not his type… He couldn’t understand how his preferences had shifted so suddenly. No matter how pretty the face was, could everything else really become his type just because of that?