By Zephyria Tae-jun thought he was dreaming. He was lying in his room, sick, when suddenly Yumin appeared out of nowhere. What’s more, naked and sitting on his bed, it made no sense logically.
…I see. This must be a dream.
Tae-jun was convinced it was a dream. Faced with a situation he couldn’t possibly comprehend, his mind arbitrarily pieced together a cause and effect.
If so, this must be a fake Yumin, not the real one.
His slender body and finely sculpted arm muscles, his lean back and slim waist, and his slightly raised, plump buttocks. Below his moderately fleshy thighs, his ankles were slender, and his white feet looked soft, just as Tae-jun had felt them while Yumin slept. With a slight pinkish hue, they were so cute he wondered if they were really human feet.
Feeling burdened by Tae-jun’s gaze, Yumin wriggled his toes, covering himself helplessly. The sight was quite suggestive. Tae-jun reached out and touched Yumin’s foot.
“What are you doing?!”
“Just let me touch it once.”
“A-are you crazy!”
“I’m not going to suck it, so what’s the big deal.”
As Tae-jun’s fingers tickled his feet and toes, Yumin writhed.
“Hngh, Ah, it tickles!”
“You’re really soft.”
At those words, Yumin became aroused again. Naked and offering his body to Tae-jun, the instinct for mating awakened on its own. At this rate, he might do it right here.
But the problem was that he couldn’t explain how he had gotten here. And he couldn’t explain why he was naked on the bed. In many ways, it was an unsuitable situation for impulsive mating.
“…Go Yumin.”
At that moment, Yumin screamed and swung his fist.
“Get out of the way!”
The fist landed squarely on Tae-jun’s brow. Struck by the strong punch, Tae-jun collapsed onto the bed, limp. He seemed to have lost consciousness completely. Yumin, startled, quickly jumped off the bed.
Although he had knocked him down in a hurry, he was afraid that Tae-jun might call the police when he woke up, having witnessed him. Given the situation, he wouldn’t have any grounds to complain if he were arrested as a stalker and convicted.
I’ve done something foolish. Yumin blamed himself, tears welling up. He had to escape, for now.
He went into the walk-in closet and stole Tae-jun’s t-shirt. In his haste, he only put on underwear and then large pants. The hems of the pants almost dragged on the floor.
Then, he bolted outside in a rush.
A few hours later, Tae-jun managed to sit up. He touched his forehead; he had a raging fever. His head throbbed with the lingering cold, and the events from his dream came back to him. He dreamt that a naked Yumin appeared before him, and he impulsively touched his feet and legs, only for Yumin to get angry and hit him.
Naturally, he thought it was a ridiculous dream. The only problem was that, even in the dream, he had become excessively aroused by Yumin’s feet again.
As soon as he saw the pure white legs and feet, Tae-jun became extremely excited. His lower body felt like it would burst. Not only that, but Yumin’s face, flushed red with surprise, looked incredibly cute, and his hasty attempts to cover himself were adorable.
Even trying to cover himself like that, his chest was visible, and his buttocks were completely exposed. His clumsy efforts to protect himself stimulated Tae-jun’s sadistic side. In short, he wanted to trap Yumin and torment him until he cried his eyes out.
So, I want to sleep with Go Yumin.
Tae-jun fell into deep contemplation. Being sexually attracted to Go Yumin was something that severely shook his established standards. He detested people like Go Yumin—frivolous, chatty, and prone to spreading themselves around.
‘I want to be friends with you! I want to spend a night with you!’
It was unthinkable that he would be moved by Go Yumin, who seemed to be shouting that with his whole body and hitting on him. He felt a lingering unease, a need to confirm it properly when Go Yumin wasn’t asleep.
Tae-jun decided that he would have to test his sexual attraction to Go Yumin on a date soon.
Still, sitting on the bed seemed to relax his body a little. Tae-jun went to the bathroom to wash his sweaty, sticky body and was surprised. There was a red fist mark on his brow. It felt like he had been hit squarely by someone.
He had definitely been beaten in his dream, but logically, it made no sense. How could Go Yumin suddenly appear out of thin air and knock him out? It was nonsensical.
Tae-jun shook his head and splashed cold water on his face.
“What am I going to do now? Sob, I’m ruined!”
Yumin cried, burying his face in the pillow and pulling the blanket over himself. He had been whimpering for 30 minutes, but his tears wouldn’t stop. He was in shock at having transformed naked in Tae-jun’s arms. To show his body to someone he wasn’t even dating—his chances of getting married were ruined.
“I’m so ashamed…!”
Yumin kicked the blanket furiously. His eyes rolled back, and his face turned bright red.
Despite appearances, he possessed a conservative moral compass. He couldn’t accept the fact that he had exposed his nudity in an unprepared situation. It was a ridiculously contradictory mindset; he had the disposition to boldly try and “have offspring” with a stranger, yet he was conservative in other areas.
“By the way, did he figure out my identity?”
There was a problem more serious than being naked. By now, Tae-jun might have figured out his true identity. Logically, there was no reason for the human Yumin to pop out in that situation. Unless Tae-jun was an idiot, he would guess that he had invaded through an unconventional route.
He might even review the CCTV footage from the officetel hallway. If so, he would see himself shamelessly walking to the front door in his Kkoyang-i form. He had frequently entered Tae-jun’s home in his Kkoyang-i form. He had purred in Tae-jun’s naked arms and kneaded his thighs while looking at his impressive member.
Those actions were acceptable because he was a cat, but they would never be permissible for a human. If his stalking and perverted acts were exposed…
“Business Administration Major Go Yumin, Revealed to be a Major Pervert – Invaded Classmate’s Home”
An article with such a title would flood the internet. Just imagining it sent a chill down Yumin’s spine.
Mating was good, but now that security had been breached so carelessly, he had to re-evaluate the situation. As a member of an excellent wildcat family, he absolutely could not afford any further mistakes.
Yumin decided to avoid Tae-jun for the time being. If he encountered him, he might get caught, so he resolved not to speak to him at all. Since Yumin was weak at making excuses, avoiding all conversation with Tae-jun was the only sensible course of action, at least in his judgment.
A full day passed after he made that firm resolution. During that time, Yumin hardened his resolve and made no contact with Tae-jun. He had no idea that Tae-jun was thinking entirely different thoughts.
Tae-jun went to school with a much lighter body. Although he had had a severe cold, his condition had improved greatly, perhaps from sweating and raising his body temperature.
In fact, the lewd Yumin he had seen in his dream kept stimulating his lower body. While sick, Tae-jun masturbated using Yumin as his “side dish.” He wished for the pink toes to touch his penis and to be gently stepped on. He also wanted to rub his cock against the white calves. He had climaxed three times, indulging in dark fantasies of ravaging Yumin, and his cold had receded.
Tae-jun planned to ask Yumin out for dinner today. Furthermore, if possible, he wanted to create a mood for physical intimacy during the meal. Since Yumin clearly liked him, despite his responses, Tae-jun only needed to confirm his own feelings.
Things seemed like they would resolve easily. Hadn’t Yumin already made advances countless times? Tae-jun felt confident that he could even go as far as intercourse with Yumin. Therefore, there was no reason to hesitate any longer.
If asked if he liked Yumin, it would be difficult to answer. However, he could confidently say that he was physically attracted to him.
Tae-jun deliberately left the seat next to him empty and waited for Yumin to arrive. However, no matter how long he waited, Yumin did not enter the lecture hall. Usually, Yumin would arrive 30 minutes before the lecture started and reserve Tae-jun’s seat without being asked. If anyone was waiting, it was Tae-jun waiting for him, but today, he was nowhere to be seen. Something was strange.
Then, just before the lecture was about to begin, Yumin cautiously peeked in and entered the lecture hall. Before Tae-jun could acknowledge him, he quickly went to the very back.
“Oh? Go Yumin, come here. Sit with Hyung.”
The place Yumin headed for was the seat next to Juwan. Yumin, thinking only of avoiding Tae-jun, had walked haphazardly, but Juwan happened to stop him. Thinking it was a good opportunity, he quickly sat down in that spot.
“Thanks.”
“Don’t mention it. But you’re late today?”
“Uh, it just happened…”
While making small talk and taking out his books, Yumin suddenly felt a murderous aura and scanned the diagonal direction. Tae-jun was staring at Yumin with a murderous expression. Startled, Yumin instinctively gasped.
It was a cold gaze he had never seen before. He looked angry. Yumin became uneasy. Was he going to confront him about visiting his house yesterday, acting perverted, and then fleeing? Was he annoyed that Yumin was ignoring him?
Even though he had knocked him unconscious with a punch, Tae-jun might remember everything. Cold sweat beaded on the back of Yumin’s neck. If Tae-jun remembered, it would be a disaster. He had no grounds to complain if Tae-jun interrogated him right now.
Juwan glanced at Yumin and asked, “What are you doing?” His sitting in the back row, which was unlike him, and his fidgeting and restlessness for the past few moments seemed suspicious.
“Nothing.”
“Your expression is serious. If you have something on your mind, tell Hyung.”
“Who’s Hyung!”
Yumin snapped and tried to bite Juwan’s finger. Juwan chuckled and hugged Yumin’s head. Yumin’s small head fit perfectly into his arm. Yumin struggled, asking to be let go, but Juwan didn’t release him, enjoying the feel of his soft hair.
Watching the scene, Tae-jun’s expression grew colder.
Did they come to school to play? They seemed out of their minds. They even pretended to eat each other’s fingers as a joke; they had crossed the line. What on earth were they doing? Watching them made his stomach churn.
It was like seeing someone else snatching the candy he was eating and sucking on it.
Tae-jun was plagued by a sickening discomfort. Deciding to avert his gaze from them, he deliberately turned his head and looked straight ahead.
Having barely escaped Juwan, Yumin tidied his hair and glanced towards Tae-jun again. He was bothered by Tae-jun, who had coldly averted his gaze. He wondered what Tae-jun was thinking, but he couldn’t guess anything, which made him anxious.
The lecture eventually began, but neither the content nor the books registered. He wished he could sit next to Tae-jun and spend time together affectionately, as they always did. However, now that his identity was at risk of being exposed, he couldn’t even get close to him. What if he approached Tae-jun and Tae-jun shouted, “You pervert!”?
“Sigh…”
Dejected, Yumin buried his head in his desk and slumped over. He just wanted to have sex with a beautiful man and make some offspring. Why was the process so arduous? Did reproduction always come with painful struggles? How did his ancestors overcome these difficult hurdles?
Yumin closed his eyes, lost in useless thoughts.
Juwan subtly looked down at Yumin’s crown, sitting beside him. Just as he was about to stroke his dejected-looking head again, he met Tae-jun’s gaze as Tae-jun glanced back. An invisible spark ignited between the two.
‘What are you looking at?’
‘You looked first. Take your eyes away.’
Though no words were spoken, a silent threat passed between them. Tae-jun chewed his lips with a grim expression. Juwan found his frustrated face satisfying. Though he didn’t know the details, judging by the situation, a rift had definitely formed between Tae-jun and Yumin.
This was a golden opportunity. He had been eyeing Yumin since the freshman welcome party, but Tae-jun had always kept Yumin so close that it was difficult to get near him. Even at the MT, he had been furious that the guy kept whisking Yumin away. To have such a precious opportunity now?
Juwan was a man who knew how to seize an opportunity. If he got the chance to make a move, he was confident he could win Yumin over.
Juwan gently shook Yumin awake.
“Hey, Go Yumin. Want to grab dinner after this?”
“Dinner? Ah… Dinner sounds good.”
“How about dinner and then a game?”
“I don’t know how to play games.”
“I’ll teach you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
Juwan rejoiced inwardly.
As soon as the class ended, Juwan snatched Yumin and slipped out the back door. Without even saying goodbye to Tae-jun or making eye contact, Yumin was dragged out of the building.
Juwan entertained Yumin throughout their free period. He fed Yumin his favorite sweet and sour pork until he was stuffed and took him to a PC bang. For Yumin, who knew nothing about games, they played together on a beginner map.
However, Yumin’s mind was filled with thoughts of Tae-jun.
What is Tae-jun doing now? Is he thinking about me? Or did he go to the police station to report me for trespassing? I hope he’s not filling out a statement. What did Tae-jun think after seeing my naked body…
His mind was so full of stray thoughts that he couldn’t play the game well. Feeling sorry for Juwan, who lost with a record-low score, Yumin insisted on paying for both their PC bang sessions, even though Juwan tried to refuse.
“Go Yumin. I’ll pay next time. Let’s meet on Sunday.”
“Sunday? Okay.”
Juwan, smoothly securing the next appointment, finally let Yumin go.
After playing with Juwan, it was past evening when Yumin returned to the dormitory. Walking alone, he fell into thought.
Is this how I’m going to drift apart from Tae-jun? If so, what should I do from now on? My ultimate goal is to get him pregnant, but if I distance myself from him, what’s the point? Should I have just pounced on him when my naked body was exposed? No, that would be a crime.
“But…”
If I was going to drift apart like this… I should have tried to get closer.
Yumin kicked a stone in front of him. The stone flew far and landed with a thud. It sounded like it had hit someone.
“Ah, sorry…”
Yumin discovered Tae-jun under a streetlamp on the path leading to the dormitory’s back gate. He was standing there, arms crossed, with a rather displeased expression.
“T-Tae-jun?”
“Why are you out so late?”
“Huh?”
“It’s too late. Do you know what time it is?”
His curt tone made Yumin’s heart race. Wasn’t that the tone of someone scolding a lover?
“Th-that’s…”
Faced with Tae-jun’s angry expression, Yumin crumbled helplessly. Today, Tae-jun looked exceptionally handsome. Not to mention his beautiful face. Dazed, Yumin couldn’t respond properly and just stared at Tae-jun endlessly.
Meanwhile, Tae-jun sighed deeply. He felt annoyed by Yumin, who stood far away and wouldn’t approach. Tae-jun strode forward and stopped right in front of Yumin.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“M-me?”
“Yes. You’ve been avoiding me.”
“…Was it that obvious?”
“Of course.”
Yumin stammered and then lowered his head.
“Sorry.”
“If you’re sorry, don’t avoid me.”
“…”
“Why aren’t you answering? Go Yumin, answer.”
“…Yes.”
“You’re free tomorrow.”
“Huh? Why?”
“The plan to hang out all day with me, let’s do it tomorrow.”
The two hadn’t set a date to hang out yet. Yumin was surprised by Tae-jun’s proactive suggestion to go out tomorrow.
Did he not notice anything? Yumin cautiously examined Tae-jun’s face. His gaze wasn’t that of someone looking at a ‘pervert’ or a ‘cat-human hybrid.’ If so, he was relieved.
In other words, Tae-jun had just been sick for a day, and Yumin, feeling guilty, had been avoiding him and got caught. Yumin concluded this.
“Okay. I’ll make time tomorrow.”
“Then meet me at 12 o’clock on the diagonal path.”
“Okay.”
As if that was all there was to discuss, Tae-jun turned and left without looking back. Watching his retreating figure, Yumin suddenly realized his face had turned bright red. When he touched it, it felt like a hot, roasted sweet potato.
“I’m going crazy!”
Is it shame, or shyness? Yumin could not understand why her face had become so flushed.