LG 14

#Side Story 1 Last night

Kyung-soo, who thought he would breeze through college like he did in high school, was called around for various reasons as a freshman and lived a fairly diligent school life. That’s how one semester passed. Of course, his grades didn’t quite keep up with his efforts.

In the second semester, he even spent many nights in the studio, which came as quite a shock to Cheon No-eul. He thought that once Kyung-soo became a college student, he would have more free time than him, so they would have more time to spend together. But reality never quite went the way he hoped.

「♥♥♥♥: I’m submitting my portfolio today and will probably sleep in the studio. Don’t call, study hard~ (07:18 PM)」

「Me: ?? Are you going to drink again?! (07:30 PM)」

「♥♥♥♥: Hey, it’s really the end of the semester, it’s a big deal if I don’t drinkㅠㅠ Our department’s end is the latest (07:45 PM)」

No-eul knew that, thanks to Kyung-soo’s constant complaining. That’s why they couldn’t spend Christmas together either. Even after finishing the semester, he wasn’t free. Kyung-soo said that true end of the semester meant organizing the semester’s results into a portfolio and storing it in the archive, so No-eul tried his best to be a mature boyfriend.

1「Me: Okay, then drink moderately and rest. (07:40 PM)」

After thinking about it for a moment, this wasn’t right. Sleeping outside on a day like today was really not okay. No-eul picked up the phone he had placed face down again.

1「Me: But why is it a big deal?ㅋㅋㅋㅋ It’s not like you’re dying, why is it a big deal? I’m just curious…. (08:10 PM)」

I shouldn’t check until he replies. He placed the phone face down on the table so the screen wouldn’t be visible. But he subtly lifted the phone every few minutes. No reply came.

1「Me: Hyung, are you still drinking? (08:30 PM)」

1「Me: ㅠStill…? (09:18 PM)

1 “Me: Still sad?”??!!!! (09:52 PM)」

1「Me: Why aren’t you reading itㅠㅠ Is alcohol that good; You’re sleeping outside on a very cold day? Ah, why;;; Even if you pass out, look at my face before you sleep…. (10:00 PM)」

Unless he replied, his staying out was already decided. Kyung-soo wouldn’t come to see him today. But the new year was only a few hours away…. Why wasn’t his beloved boyfriend there for the very historical moment when he escaped the boundaries of his teens and finally turned twenty? Did he like his friends that much? Did he like alcohol that much? More than him? More than him? No-eul stared intently at the phone screen, then typed a message filled with anger and resentment and pressed the ‘send’ button.

1「Me: Why aren’t you coming to see me?ㅠ (10:20 PM)」

As expected, he should probably give up on him reading it anytime soon. No-eul sighed deeply.

“That damn drinking appointment….”

He should have known from the beginning when he had so many numbers in his phone book, Kyung-soo had quite a lot of people around him. Thanks to his easygoing personality, he was the type of person who attracted people without much effort. Because of that, the frequency of seeing each other had decreased this year compared to before. Under the excuse that he was a student preparing for the college entrance exam, they only met on weekends, and he didn’t even show his face on weekdays. His resentment piled up day by day.

I’ll take care of my grades myself, so can’t you see me a little more often? You see your department friends every day, so you can spare some time to see me on weekday evenings.

But he buried his resentment deep inside, fearing he would be scolded for thinking childishly if he said this. The one-year age difference felt bigger than ever. He had never thought of himself as young, but this year he really wanted to become an adult quickly.

‘I barely endured a year while suppressing the urge to see you every day, and now we can finally be together…. Does Hyung want me to listen to the New Year’s bell alone, sadly soaking my pillowcase as I fall asleep?’

Annoying.

To be honest, No-eul sometimes wished Kyung-soo would be a little meaner to people. It would be a lie to say he wasn’t anxious. The saying ‘You’ll get a girlfriend when you go to college’ was the worst thing he heard this year. Unlike high school, college had a variety of people, which felt very dangerous.

Of course, he was sure that Kyung-soo wouldn’t turn his eyes elsewhere because he wasn’t inferior to anyone, but he was anxious because it felt like everyone in the world was after him. No-eul began to regret why he wasn’t born a year earlier.

「♥♥♥♥: -Are you sleeping?」

「♥♥♥♥: Are you asleep…? (11:10 PM)」

No-eul could already smell the alcohol in the message from Kyung-soo. He didn’t seem to have any intention of coming home. This hadn’t happened except once earlier this year, how much did he drink today? No-eul already imagined Kyung-soo calling him as soon as he woke up tomorrow, apologizing and asking if he had done anything wrong, and a weak smile formed on his lips.

「♥♥♥♥: Are you not sleeeeping-ㅠㅠ (11:11 PM)」

「Me: I’m not sleeping!No-eul hurriedly replied and waited for Kyung-soo’s answer. About 2 minutes later, he sent a reply still full of typos.

「♥♥♥♥: Daebakㅋㅋ Not sleeeping?Hahaha, why our No-eul??”Me: Why are you only ‘our No-eul’ at times like this….” (11:13 PM)」

「♥♥♥♥: Why aren’t you sleeeping???? (11:13 PM)」

「Me: Hyung, you should sleep soon. You’re going to call me again tomorrow after this, right? (11:13 PM)」

1「Me: I wish you had come home and sleptㅠㅠ You know I hold grudges for a hundred years, how are you going to make it up to meㅠ (11:14 PM)」

1「Me: Hyung? (11:20 PM)」

No-eul was wide awake because he was curious why he asked if he was sleeping. He must have been trying to say something. What could it have been? He was so drunk at this hour that his eyes were blurry and he was making so many typos. And a little later, a call came. As soon as he answered the phone, Kyung-soo, who had only been breathing, suddenly hung up. And then, a few seconds later, the phone rang again.

“Hello, Hyung?”

-…….

“Hello.”

-Yeah, it’s me.

His mind went blank for a moment. No-eul closed his slightly open mouth and frowned. He’s not in his right mind.

“……Hyung, are you sick anywhere?”

-I’m not sick. But… Cheon No-eul, why aren’t you sleeping? At this hour… why?

His pronunciation was perfect, and his voice tone was consistent. So, if you only heard this, he didn’t sound drunk at all. But No-eul knew that he wouldn’t say something like ‘Yeah, it’s me’ under normal circumstances, so he could tell that he was very drunk.

“What about you, Hyung? Why aren’t you sleeping? Did you drink a lot?”

-No, I didn’t drink much. As you know, I’m very sober right now.

“…How would I know that?”

-Really? Why don’t you know? Everyone knows except you. …Oh, a cat.

A cat? No-eul took his ear away from the phone for a moment and checked the time. It was 10 minutes before 12 o’clock. Just then, the sound of a car passing by was clearly audible. The sound of the fierce wind blowing was also audible.

“Hyung, don’t tell me you’re still outside?”

-Oh, how did you know?

“Why is a drunk person wandering outside until this hour…. It’s cold, go to sleep soon.”

-Okay, I’ll sleep.

“But you’re going to forget you called tomorrow, right?”

-I won’t forget. But No-eul, can you come out for a moment? …Come see the cat. It’s cheese-colored.

No-eul realized from those words that Kyung-soo wasn’t near the school. He immediately got up and hurriedly asked as he put on his shoes.

“……Hyung, where are you now?”

-Me? Near your house. It’s between the trees… I’ll be waiting while watching the cat.

“What trees? ……Hyung? Kyung-soo Hyung!”

He only said that and hung up. Even when No-eul, who was flustered, pressed the call button again, he didn’t answer. The thought of his boyfriend lying somewhere, shivering in the cold, made the biting cold nothing. On the small TV in the chicken restaurant, a broadcast announcing the start of the year was in full swing. He had been so eager to watch that together, but it was useless if he didn’t have a lover to be with.

No-eul wandered around like that and finally found Kyung-soo sitting among the bushes in the neighborhood park, stroking a cat. The cat was lying on a hot pack, purring and closing its eyes.

“…Kyung-soo Hyung.”

“Huh?”

When he called his name, Kyung-soo looked up with an expression that quickly lost its guard. And as soon as he realized that it was No-eul, he jumped up and ran towards him. No-eul cupped Kyung-soo’s cheeks with both hands as he ran towards him and hugged his neck tightly.

His cheeks were as cold as ice, how long had he been outside? Kyung-soo rubbed his face against No-eul’s hands and smiled. No-eul was flustered by the behavior he couldn’t have imagined normally, but he suddenly wished time would stop.

“Ugh, the smell of alcohol.”

Kyung-soo, who had been hugging his neck for a while and reeking of alcohol, soon raised his head and asked with a smile.

“No-eul, what brings you here? Did you come because you missed Hyung a lot?”

“…Hyung, you’re the one who came to my house?”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Then I must have wanted to see you. A lot.”

“……Really?”

“Huh? I guess so.”

Kyung-soo stroked No-eul’s hair and said. He was overly kind and honest. Of course, he knew that he liked him even if he didn’t say it, but it was also frustrating that he didn’t say it. He felt like the resentment that had been building up was being washed away by the words that he missed him.

What, you liar. You said you don’t show any signs when you’re drunk, but you show so many….

The thought that countless people other than himself had seen this made the back of his neck stiff. No-eul resolved that from next year, …no, from this year, he would never let Kyung-soo be alone with someone if he could help it.

He took Kyung-soo, who was walking well and even had an overly upright gait, up to his house. Kyung-soo was fine the whole time, but he suddenly changed the moment he passed through the front door. As if he was finally relieved, he plopped down on the shoe rack. No-eul, who was flustered, bent down to try to lift him up, and that’s when it happened.

“Ugh! …Hyung?”

“…….”

Kyung-soo buried his face in No-eul’s neck. And he chewed on his skin and sucked hard as if trying to leave a hickey. When it didn’t work as he wanted, he twitched his eyebrows and occasionally bit his neck without hurting him.

No-eul thought that the obsession Kyung-soo showed him wasn’t bad. No, it was too good, which was the problem. No-eul put his fingers into Kyung-soo’s hair as he gnawed at his neck. Even the rustling hair that wrapped around his fingers was lovely.

“Hyung, you know what. Do you know that today is January 1st?”

“Huh?”

“But because Kyung-soo Hyung suddenly came, I couldn’t hear the bell while looking for Hyung…. If Hyung was a little less busy, we would have gone to see the fireworks.”

“So what. What am I supposed to do if I’m busy?”

“I still like you so much….”

No-eul smiled brightly and replied.

“What are you talking about since a while ago. Don’t ruin the mood and stay still.”

Who’s really ruining the mood. No-eul grumbled inwardly and tilted his head slightly as if acting spoiled. And he mumbled, making an expression that Kyung-soo was particularly weak against.

“Hyung, I’m really an adult now. Really….”

“I didn’t ask. I told you to stay still.”

“…….”

He wasn’t a very obedient boyfriend in the first place. Rather than staying still, No-eul brought his lips to Kyung-soo’s neck, which was flushed red from the alcohol. No-eul brought his lips between his neck and collarbone and sucked lightly, leaving a mark.

After gently stroking the red mark with his thumb, he raised his head. In the quiet space where there was no one but the two of them, their eyes met in the air. Kyung-soo slowly lifted his slightly sleepy eyelids. The two closed their eyes without either of them taking the lead. Their touching lips were hot.

*

Water of the right temperature poured down from the shower head. The water flowed from head to toe, enveloping the two of them. He thought he was going to take a shower because he suddenly walked into the bathroom while they were kissing, but after a while, when there was no sound, he went in and saw Kyung-soo wearing wet clothes and struggling, which still made him chuckle.

When he went to take off his clothes, Kyung-soo pulled him into the shower booth, so No-eul got wet as well. After throwing away the wet clothes, he saw Kyung-soo looking at him with strange eyes.

“Ugh, Hyu…ung.”

He didn’t hesitate and immediately took his hand to No-eul’s lower body. No-eul wasn’t very conscientious either, so he decided to happily let him do as he pleased.

“How is this… How is the color so pretty every time I see it? Don’t your friends tease you for being pink?”

“Only… Hyung… teases… me… Ugh…!”

“Only me?”

Kyung-soo smiled, seemingly satisfied. The scent of alcohol had almost washed away, and the body odor that came from him was subtle. No-eul liked Kyung-soo as he was normally, but he thought it would be okay to have some alcohol in him sometimes. He liked that he was more bold and honest than usual. Kyung-soo lightly grabbed his long, straight penis and shook it lightly. Soon, as the penis in his hand became more voluminous, he suddenly frowned and muttered.

“This thing is getting bigger without knowing its place.”

“What are you saying after touching it, Hyung….”

No-eul whispered, blushing. Kyung-soo was still fascinated, touching his thing with both hands and measuring its size with his palm.

“…Amazing. This has been going in all this time? Then… it feels like it would have come at least up to here.”

“……Hyung!”

Kyung-soo spread his palm and estimated the depth of his thing entering his stomach, then clicked his tongue and muttered.

“……How am I still alive?”

“I don’t know. More than that, Hyung….”

“Anyway, your dick is just like its owner, it doesn’t know moderation…. How is this a pepper? Sorry, pepper. I should compare things that can be compared. This is… a leg, a leg. From now on, you’re going to walk on five legs.”

“Five legs… What are you talking about again…. I’m a person, so I don’t usually walk on four legs.”

“Don’t talk back!”

“Ah, Hyung, you must be really drunk.”

“I’m not drunk. What are you talking about since a while ago?”

Kyung-soo started talking according to the flow of his consciousness due to the alcohol. No-eul left Kyung-soo, who was saying strange things and boldly playing with his hands, alone and lowered his hand that had been subtly touching his waist and grabbed his bare butt. It was the right size to fit snugly in his hand. Even the texture was good. He squeezed his plump butt as if crushing it, then moved his hand between the two mounds, and Kyung-soo shuddered.

“Heeu, hey….”

A kiss landed on his slightly flustered face. He put strength into the hand that was holding his butt as if spreading it open, and pressed around the hole with his wet hand. Then, a rapid moan burst from Kyung-soo’s mouth. Even though he hadn’t touched it, his thing was already half erect. The way the water droplets hung from the tip of his penis and dripped down aroused his lust.

“Ugh.”

No-eul grabbed Kyung-soo’s wrist and turned him around to stand against the wall. Kyung-soo blankly tried to turn around as if asking what he was doing. Soon, what touched his body was a slippery liquid. When a stream of water poured over it, white foam with a fragrant scent appeared.

No-eul turned the shower lever to weaken the stream of water a little, then gently stroked down from the back of his neck with his palm. White foam remained in every place his hand passed.

“What are you, heeheut….”

“You have to wash. I’ll wash you since you’re drunk now, Hyung.”

“I’m not drunk… uhuh….”

When his slippery hand brushed past his stiff nipples, he twisted his waist without realizing it. No-eul rubbed his bulging penis against Kyung-soo’s butt and caressed his nipples with his fingers as if rolling them. The heartbeat felt under the thin skin felt more intense than ever.

And the hand that was slowly moving down his body went between his thighs. He squeezed a little more body wash and rubbed it between his legs, and white foam flowed down his shapely legs. At that moment, No-eul’s penis twitched.

“Hyung, do you want to… try standing with your legs together now?”

“What?”

“If you’re not drunk, you can do that much, right?”

“Hey, of course!”

Kyung-soo didn’t properly understand what he was doing now, and he stood with his legs together and adjusted his posture as he was told. The bathroom heated by the heat was hot and humid, but the bathroom tiles that touched his cheeks were cold.

Kyung-soo blinked, his mind clearing for a moment, then turned his head at the sensation of friction against his thigh. Cheon No-eul had his penis wedged between his thighs, slick with foam.

“No-eul? …Ugh!”

“Mmm…”

No-eul, who had been running his hand along the line of his lean back, hugged Kyung-soo from behind as if to hold him in place, and moved his hips. The skin on the inside of his thighs was the most delicate and soft. Kyung-soo reflexively twitched, squeezing his legs together. No-eul forced his way into the narrow gap between his thighs, rubbing his penis between them. The slippery body wash had almost completely washed away by now.

No-eul moved his hands from Kyung-soo’s waist to his front, kneading his stiff nipples with his fingers. With his other hand, he gently caressed his scrotum, then moved up to lightly grasp Kyung-soo’s penis.

“Ah, No-eul, that’s… good, ah… hng…”

“…I like it too.”

“Mmm, I like you too…”

Kyung-soo mumbled that he liked him with an indifferent expression, as if he didn’t even know what he was saying. No-eul was half out of his mind at the sight of his rare, honest self. There was hardly any conversation. Smack, smack, the wet sound of skin against skin echoed in the bathroom.

Bathed in the warm stream of water and the faint pleasure assaulting their lower bodies, they indulged in nothing but sensation.

Going, going to cum…. Kyung-soo scratched at the wall, his fingers curled, and moaned with feverish breath, soon shuddering and ejaculating into No-eul’s hand. No-eul didn’t stop stimulating his penis until the very moment he came. As a result, Kyung-soo’s legs almost gave way, but No-eul firmly caught him and pulled him up.

“Mmm…”

He grabbed Kyung-soo’s chin, turned his head, and gave him a light kiss. No-eul’s face, flushed with heat as well, was clearly a great stimulus for Kyung-soo. His penis, which had shrunk after ejaculating, began to grow again.

No-eul’s fingers, which had been fiddling around his hole, burrowed inside. The entrance, which had been softened, was hotter than he had expected. No-eul gradually increased the number of fingers, rubbing his penis against Kyung-soo’s body. And, not long after he had ejaculated, he continued to stimulate Kyung-soo’s sensitive member, pressing the head of his penis firmly against the opening between his buttocks.

“Hnggh, ugh…”

Soon his fingers were pulled out, and a thick head pushed its way in, stretching the entrance tightly. It had been a week since the last intrusion. Kyung-soo arched his back and took a deep breath. No-eul grabbed Kyung-soo’s chin as he glanced back, gave him a light kiss, and slowly pushed his penis in. Kyung-soo groaned at the sensation he could never get used to, even after doing it several times. It was his first time doing it standing up, too. The sensation of something hot and stimulating slowly pushing its way through the narrow passage was intense. No-eul ran his hands all over his body and kissed the back of his neck. When Kyung-soo barely managed to relax his rear, No-eul thrust the base of his penis, which had not been fully inserted, all the way in at once.

“Hnghk!”

His legs gave way. His posture collapsed, and even the penis that had been inserted all the way came out. No-eul propped himself up against the wall and lowered himself to follow Kyung-soo, kneeling behind him with his knees raised.

“W-wait… ugh…!”

“If it’s too hard, just sit on me like this.”

“How do I sit… Haaht!”

No-eul realigned his penis with his hole and pushed it in again, then took Kyung-soo’s hands, stacked them on top of each other, and pressed them against the wall as he began to slowly thrust his hips. Kyung-soo’s chest heaved as the thick penis slid out smoothly and then slammed back in, but there was nowhere to escape, pinned against the wall with No-eul stuck to his back.

“Ugh, hng, good…”

“Mmm… me too.”

Kyung-soo gritted his teeth every time he felt the penis throbbing inside him, unable to move his body even an inch. With his hands and legs bound, the only movement Kyung-soo was allowed was to move his hips up and down.

“You have no conscience, ugh! You son of a bitch…”

“Conscience? Who started it first, I wonder?”

Kyung-soo, his mind not working properly, suddenly widened his eyes and muttered.

“…Was it me?”

“Yes.”

“Sorry.”

No-eul chuckled, his shoulders trembling slightly.

“Hyung, you’re really drunk.”

“Ah… ugh!”

Kyung-soo held his breath every time No-eul thrust his hips up. No-eul hugged his panting lover and pushed his hips forward.

Kyung-soo was clearly inside him, and he was hugging him, but he kept feeling thirsty. He pressed his body close to him, who had felt so distant lately, and left a small kiss mark in the middle of the back of his neck. He wouldn’t be able to see it when he looked at himself in the mirror, but anyone looking at him from behind would be able to see it easily.

“Ah, hnggh, my knees… my knees hurt.”

Kyung-soo, with clear tears clinging to the corners of his eyes, glanced back. No-eul thought that it might be because of the hard floor. No-eul pulled out the penis that had been buried inside Kyung-soo and turned his waist around.

“Let’s get up holding hands.”

No-eul helped him up and then grabbed one of his legs. He grabbed the space between his knees, wrapped them around his waist, and inserted his penis again.

“Ugh…!”

“Hyung, your voice is echoing.”

“Ugh, yeah…. So what…. You shut up…”

No-eul smiled faintly and gave him a short kiss.

“I’m just saying…. I didn’t mean anything by it. I like it. You can keep making noise.”

“Hnggh…!”

As if he had gotten used to it, he tilted his head back and moaned, wrapping his arms around his neck. He wanted to cling even tighter to the movement of him coming on his own. He grabbed the legs wrapped around his waist and Kyung-soo’s waist tightly, and thrust his penis into him with all his might. His shoulders trembled as he rubbed the part he was feeling with his penis wrapped in the warm inner walls.

“Hnggh, w-wait.”

Kyung-soo, who was moaning feverishly in his ear, flailed in the air and brought his hand to his stomach, groping around. No-eul wondered what he was doing and flicked his hips once more, and he groaned and cried out for conscience again.

“Honestly, honestly, you… without a conscience, ugh… it’s too big. I think it’s really reaching all the way here.”

“Ugh, ugh….”

“Isn’t it? How is it? If I press it…. Ah, shit….”

No-eul, his eyes wide at his words as he groped at his stomach, barely managed to hold back from cumming right away. No-eul’s hand tightened. Kyung-soo, whether he knew it or not, mumbled incoherently.

“So next time, let’s fold it in half and put it in….”

“……Huh? What are you saying…. You’ll die if you do that.”

“I won’t die. Have you ever tried it?”

“……I don’t want to try it….”

“Why don’t you try it? Hnggh… then who am I going to do it with?”

“…Me. But I don’t want to fold it.”

“Huh? Fold what?”

“…….”

He was still talking nonsense, as if he wasn’t in his right mind. No-eul laughed in disbelief, then hugged his back and stirred the inside with his penis. They didn’t bother to hold back the moans that burst out as they were overwhelmed by the feeling of cumming, and they were soaked in ecstasy. No-eul thought that he was lovely as he wrapped his legs around his waist and clung to him. Their lips met and their tongues intertwined. No-eul sucked on the tongue that Kyung-soo had pushed into his mouth, and thought that even his saliva was sweet, which couldn’t be possible.

There was still a wet sound coming from the conjoined area. No-eul’s mind was filled with nothing but Kyung-soo. Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, it was all him. Suddenly, he thought that Hyung must be the same way, and he tensed his lower abdomen.

“Hyung, Kyung-soo Hyung, ugh, hng…”

“…Haaht, hng!”

It was such an intense ejaculation that his vision went white. At the same time, Kyung-soo also squeezed his eyes shut and reached climax. No-eul nibbled on Kyung-soo’s lips and thrust his hips up in small movements. Kyung-soo twitched his rear at the liquid spreading deep inside his body. No-eul wanted to embrace even his breathing. They breathed in and out, soaked in afterglow, without uttering a word.

“Are you sleepy?”

“…A little.”

Kyung-soo, his eyes half-closed as if fatigue was washing over him, nodded slightly. No-eul brushed back his hair, wet with sweat and water. His heart swelled at the thought that he was leaning on him, that he was relying on him. No-eul smiled faintly and hugged Kyung-soo.

His penis slowly came out. Kyung-soo’s body twitched as the semen that had pooled inside the entrance dripped down. No-eul turned him around and looked at the entrance where his thing had gone in with satisfaction, and ran his hand between them. A milky white liquid flowed out from the tightly closed entrance, as if it had never been opened, and soaked his thighs.

“……”

Come to think of it, Hyung’s busy work is all done now, so it’s okay to keep him here from today…? Hugging him tightly and sitting down to watch silly dramas on TV, kissing him whenever I feel like it, having sex whenever our eyes meet, day or night, eating face-to-face when we’re hungry, always…. Always together. He can’t use the excuse that he’s busy anymore, or that he doesn’t want to be a hindrance to me.

“What are you doing, No-eul…”

No-eul grabbed Kyung-soo’s legs and spread them open again. It was only possible because Kyung-soo wasn’t quite in his right mind yet.

“Haaht…!”

His penis plunged in, widening the place that had barely narrowed again. Kyung-soo bit back a curse and tilted his head back. He instinctively twitched his hips as he whispered sweet nothings into Kyung-soo’s ear, who was nodding off, and thrust his hips up.

After another round of lovemaking, Kyung-soo kept nodding off even while he was cleaning up, and mumbled as if in passing as he watched No-eul, who was busy scraping out the semen he had ejaculated inside him.

“…No-eul, you… you’re really pretty.”

*

His head was splitting. It was the end of the semester, so under the pretext of relieving stress with alcohol, there was a drinking party every day after class. When it got too late, he had to take a nap in the department lounge or studio. As a result, he hadn’t been able to go home properly for almost a week.

Kyung-soo’s last memory from last night was cut off in the department lounge. But the bedding he was touching was too soft to have been crumpled up in an uncomfortable place. Kyung-soo barely managed to lift his body, which was drooping like a waterlogged cotton ball. His back also felt a little stiff.

“……”

As he blinked, his blurry vision cleared. This wasn’t the department lounge or the studio, but Cheon No-eul’s room. Kyung-soo, not knowing why he was here, sat blankly and slowly looked around. His cell phone was thrown on the floor. He groaned and picked up his cell phone, turning on the screen.

His call list was plastered with Cheon No-eul and department people. Kyung-soo had called Cheon No-eul, and the department people had left missed calls every five minutes, as if they were looking for Kyung-soo.

No matter how hard he tried to think about what had happened yesterday, his brain, soaked in alcohol, couldn’t remember anything. As he groaned and tried to remember, fragmented memories pushed their way into his mind, and when he matched the somehow stiff body and the fragments of memories full of flesh tones, it seemed that he had attacked No-eul while drunk yesterday.

“…Am I crazy?”

And even in the bathroom. Standing up….

“I can’t live like this….”

Not only did he come to his house without permission, but he even attacked Cheon No-eul late at night. Kyung-soo looked at the messenger app in his recently used app history and went into the messenger. There were talk rooms that had crossed over to January 1st, and several New Year’s greetings that had arrived right at twelve o’clock. There were also a few messages piled up in the department group chat and the game talk, and below them were ‘♥No-eul♥’, with one more heart added overnight, and an unknown name.

「GD: Kyung-soo where are you? Why did you leave the game? (11:20 PM)

He looked at the previous conversation history to see who GD was, and it was the department president. It was obvious that Cheon No-eul was the one who had changed the name. It seemed that he had changed his name to ‘♥No-eul♥’ at the same time. He should be grateful that he only changed the messenger save name…. Kyung-soo burst out laughing in disbelief.

「GD: Did you go home? You should have said something…;;; (11:48 PM)”

“Me: -ah I’m going home~~ walking slowly!! (11:52 PM)」

「GD: ??? You’re walking home?;;; (11:53 PM)」

「Me: Yeah lolololololololololololololololol (11:55 PM)」

「GD: Why are you laughing? lol You seemed sober but you were crazy;;;;;; (11:55 PM)」

「Me: It’s okay I’m fine. lol (11:59 PM)」

「GD: But why are you laughing;;;;; (11:59 PM)」

「Me: Because I’m happy that the semester is over lololol I’m fine (12:00 AM)」

“……”

Even he didn’t look fine at all right now. Kyung-soo thought about his drinking habits. People told him that he didn’t cause that much trouble. The gap between when he was drunk and when he wasn’t wasn’t that big, so no one knew he was drunk unless they looked closely. However, the problem was that he became too honest when he drank more than a certain amount.

At the beginning of the semester, he had made a mistake to a senior three grades above him who was hitting on a female freshman. He was even a guy who had finished his military service and was hitting on a freshman. Kyung-soo, with a serious face, grabbed the female student and begged, ‘Sang-cheol Hyung is too old. Conscientiously, Hye-young, really, not that Hyung….’, so Kyung-soo was called the conscience of the department for a while. That incident not only made him acquainted with the seniors, but he almost joined the student council. Of course, Kyung-soo didn’t remember it because that was the first day he blacked out.

「GD: I’m fine lololol You’re full of shit. Answer the phone. Are you lying on the street? (12:01 AM)」

「GD: Answer me?; (12:03 AM)」

「Me: I’m going home! (12:05 AM)」

‘What did I write?’

「GD: lol Please speak in Korean…. (12:15 AM)」

「GD: Anyway, you’re saying you’re home? lol (12:30 AM)」

「Me: Yeah, I’m home. If you call me one more time because you’re bothering me, I’m going to block you! 😠 (12:59 AM)」

‘…This is Cheon No-eul without even looking.’

Unlike the previous messages, there wasn’t a single typo, and even the emoticon that he often used was attached. Kyung-soo was so curious about what had happened before the sex in the bathroom yesterday that he wanted to grab No-eul right away and ask him.

「GD: ? Crazy bastard (01:28 AM)」

「GD: Blocking me already;; Okay, rest well (01:30 AM)」

The chat with the department president ended here. Kyung-soo changed the name ‘GD’, which No-eul had changed without permission, back to ‘Department President’, got out of bed, grabbed the wall, and walked unsteadily out of the room.

“Cheon No-eul….”

No-eul wasn’t home no matter where he looked. Kyung-soo clutched his stiff waist and sat down in front of the shoe rack, thinking, ‘Where did he go?’, and briefly thought about whether high school students went to school during vacation.

“Well, did he have something to talk about?”

He suddenly felt that he was cute, thinking that he must have put on his school uniform and gone to school. He sat on the floor and laughed to himself, then looked at himself through the long mirror attached to the shoe rack. He didn’t know where the clothes he had worn yesterday had gone, and he was wearing clothes that were a little big, as if they weren’t his, and he was dressed more neatly than he had expected.

“……Crazy, I Cheon No-eul, that bastard.”

Faintly remaining between the T-shirt where his neck was visible were red and blotchy kiss marks. He resolved to grill No-eul as soon as he came, asking what this was. As soon as he made that resolution, the door opened with the sound of the door lock being pressed. No-eul stopped walking when he saw Kyung-soo sitting right in front of the shoe rack.

“Cheon No-eul, you want to die….”

Kyung-soo, who was about to say something sharp, closed his mouth when he saw that No-eul’s neck had several large bandages on it. And instead, he changed the subject.

“You, where did you go! School?”

“Huh? It’s been a while since I went to school…. I just went out for a bit…. But why are you out here, Hyung? Are you going to abandon me?”

“Why would I abandon you?”

No-eul smiled brightly and squatted down in front of the shoe rack, looking Kyung-soo in the eye.

“Right? Then you’ll be with me all day today, right?”

“…Yeah, well.”

Kyung-soo awkwardly stroked his neck as he answered. No-eul, who had been glancing at his neck from time to time, smiled faintly and lowered his posture.

“Hyung bit me first yesterday.”

No-eul tore off the bandage with his fingertips and showed it to him. It was darker and messier than what was left on his neck. Fortunately, there were no teeth marks. No-eul patted Kyung-soo, who was blinking slowly because he didn’t remember anything at all, and said that there was no blood.

“……Really, I did that? Then what’s this on my neck?”

“That’s right, I did that, but Hyung bit my neck first. …You don’t remember anything at all? That’s a little sad in its own way.”

“……”

Kyung-soo pressed his lips shut.

There’s no way I would have done that first, is that bastard trying to scam me again?

Cheon No-eul had so many scamming incidents, and I’m one of the few who caught him in the act, so it was only natural to be suspicious.

“Then you don’t remember anything about that either? Yesterday, in the bathroom, you covered me…”

“That!”

“That?”

“…I vaguely remember that. Be quiet…”

Kyung-soo frowned and muttered. No-eul smiled with a curve in his eyes and nodded.

“But really, what were you doing here? If you were waiting for me, that’s too…”

“Too, what?”

“Too good!”

No-eul hugged Kyung-soo tightly as he spoke. It seemed too late to say that his head was pounding with every step and he just sat down anywhere. Kyung-soo just let No-eul think whatever he wanted. Kyung-soo groaned, got up, staggered to the table, and leaned his face against it. The cool glass against his cheek made his head feel a little clearer. No-eul brought him a glass of water.

“But why am I here?”

“You called me first, hyung.”

“…I did?”

He didn’t remember at all. No-eul twitched his lips, gauging his reaction, then shyly spoke.

“Did you miss me that much?”

“……?”

What’s he doing? No-eul wriggled his body and fluttered his eyelashes. It was the face he made when he was up to something. Kyung-soo suspiciously eyed No-eul with a sullen look.

“If I’m so pretty, you should tell me that more often.”

“What are you talking about? What’s pretty about you? You’re not pretty at all.”

No-eul didn’t care at all about the blunt words. Instead, he took out his phone, fiddled with it for a moment, and then pressed the side button to turn up the volume.

-Oh, our No-eul. Come here. That’s right, that’s right.

“……?”

Kyung-soo raised his head and began to focus on the sound coming from the phone.

-Hyung, you sound like such an old man right now. Let go of me! I need to dry my hair….

-Old man? Hey! There’s only one year difference between us! You’re February and I’m April, so… No-eul, how much of a difference is that? Two years? …I can’t do the math, do you know?

-Hyung, you’re an idiot.

-What, you little shit!

No-eul could be seen biting his lip as if trying to hold back a laugh. Kyung-soo felt confused by his own forgotten actions.

-But why are you touching my face?

-Ah, you’re pretty. Why are you so pretty even when I see you in the dark?

-I know. That’s the hundredth time I’ve heard that today.

-What? What do you know?

-Actually, I don’t know. So… where exactly am I pretty?

-Do I have to say it for you to know? …Hnnng, don’t put it in…. Ah, ungh….

-I won’t know if you don’t say it.

What is this! Kyung-soo’s face was turning red with shame as the conversation he didn’t remember from the day before continued.

“Ah, turn it off!”

“Shhh.”

No-eul brought his finger to Kyung-soo’s lips, urging him to listen more.

-Ugh, you tired bastard….

-Then where am I the prettiest?

-Um, your dick?

Ah, fuck. Kyung-soo covered his face with both hands.

-…Except for that.

-Your eyes are sparkling and pretty… and your eyebrows are thick, haa…. Cute, ……Ahhh!

-Ah, sorry. Continue.

-Continue, ungh… and, and…. …Your nose is straight and pretty, …your voice is pretty too….

-And? What else?

-Haa, ugh, I barely washed, why… again.

-Where else do you like about me?

-You really, heuk, want a lot.

Fuck, why are you recording and doing weird things instead of just doing one thing! Kyung-soo’s face was flushed with shame, barely able to breathe properly.

-…Your lips, your lips are pretty too… ungh! I like how soft your ears are.

-What else?

-Heuk, what else… your fingers are white and pretty too.

-These?

-Ah, aah, No-eul…ah, heuk!

It felt strange to listen to his own moans from the day before with a clear mind. Kyung-soo muttered all sorts of strange songs to distract himself from his thoughts.

-Where else do you like?

-Stooop…. Everything about you is pretty except for your personality, No-eul.

-……Wait a minute, why are you excluding my personality?

-Heuek! Hey, if you suddenly exclude it…!

-Why are you excluding my personality!

-Do you have to ask? Your personality is really weird!

-What do I….

-It’s okay, I’ll still take care of you because you’re pretty. Well, it’s better than just having a pretty personality. And I like you even if you have a trash personality, so let’s continue… what. Are you recording right now?

-Oops.

-Turn it off right now!

The recorded audio ended there. Kyung-soo was shocked that he had said such things. It was all sincere, and the impact was even greater because they were things he had never said while sober.

“Do you know how many times you told me I was pretty yesterday, hyung? It’s a little disappointing that I couldn’t record from the beginning.”

“……”

“Do you think I’m pretty now too? Since when have you thought that?”

Kyung-soo held his breath as he watched No-eul, who couldn’t hide his happiness along with his emerging laughter. As he reached out to snatch the phone from the bastard’s hand, No-eul quickly dodged his hand and defended the phone. Whether he accidentally pressed the screen or not, the audio from before started playing again. That goddamn moaning. That’s not me. Kyung-soo covered his head.

“…Please delete it. It’s awful. That’s not me…. Please….”

“Really? Then it’s okay since it’s not you?”

“…Actually, that’s me, so… please delete it.”

“Why would I delete hyung’s voice?”

“What do you want me to do, you little shit!”

“Yes, I like you too.”

His anger subsided in an instant at the innocent smile that answered a different question. Kyung-soo huffed and then burst into laughter at No-eul, who was acting cute and bringing his face to his hand. Unlike himself, the bastard didn’t hide his affection and showed it all. It would be a lie to say that he wasn’t lovable. Inevitably, Kyung-soo also smiled slightly.