BP 23

“Because I have no memory. If you could tell me what… what mistake I made.”

Even he thought he was a pathetic partner. Despite the high matching rate, far from guiding, he had even disturbed the man’s sleep.

Mulling over the word ‘mistake,’ the man quietly swallowed a sigh in front of the pale face.

“You do guiding.”

“…What?”

He does guiding? Wide eyes turned toward Jae-il. It was such an unexpected answer that he couldn’t control his expression. Seung-hyun asked back blankly.

“While sleeping?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

“But I can’t do guiding.”

“You do.”

“…….”

Even now, nothing was coming through his fingertips; he couldn’t even find that thin thread. I do guiding? I do this difficult thing while sleeping?

It sounded unrealistic. But it wasn’t as if the man was lying.

Then what is it? Did I do well?

Observing Seung-hyun’s ever-changing expressions, Jae-il’s lower lip curled slightly inward. His gaze deepened as he spoke.

“You also called me stupid.”

He had tried to hold onto a small shred of hope, but the man’s words were a bomb. Seung-hyun’s shoulders jerked up as he let out an exclamation.

“Whaaat?!”

In truth, Seung-hyun’s mistakes were countless. For starters, as a rookie, he spoke informally to his superior, clung to him without permission, lifted his clothes recklessly, pressed his lips to his stomach, and tried to brush everything over with tears. If they were to be listed one by one, there would be no end. However, Jae-il decided to bring up only one. It was because Seung-hyun was already flustered and apologizing immediately.

“Ugh, I’m sorry.”

“…….”

Seung-hyun’s earlobes turned red. Despite his helplessness, he absolutely refused to remove his hand from the heart. Finding that reaction curious in its own way, the corners of Jae-il’s mouth unconsciously lifted.

“Since it’s not a normal method of guiding, I believe treatment is necessary.”

The synergy between the unconscious and the matching rate could provide sufficient effects, but Ji Seung-hyun had gone out of his way to bring out his deep-sleep ego and make it visible. With the help of medicine, there would be no need for unnecessary actions or embarrassing situations, so it was right to seek help as soon as possible. The unfamiliar sensations and peace, which were difficult to interpret, were feelings that should not have been given to Jae-il. It would be better for everyone to cut them off before he became accustomed to them.

“…Yes….”

Seung-hyun’s face darkened rapidly as he answered reluctantly. He shut his mouth tight and averted his gaze. A deep wrinkle formed between his brows, as if some thought had crossed his mind. Jae-il had seen this face before. It was an expression that looked as if he were about to cry.

Jae-il lowered his legs from the bed and sat up straight. Seung-hyun’s body was [unauthorized copy]positioned with a slight gap between the [unauthorized copy]man’s thick [visit our site]thighs. This was Jae-il’s consideration, changing the direction of their contact to make it easier to find the channel.

“Since your unconscious seems to know the way, let’s try.”

Seung-hyun rubbed his moist eyelids with his shoulder. The gentle voice brought an unnecessary wave of sorrow. Barely pushing back the damp emotions, Seung-hyun nodded silently.

* * *

Even when the Amplification Level was low, Jae-il’s energy was characterized by being fierce and menacing. It was so aggressive that Seung-hyun had fainted the moment he first saw the man. Now, knowing it didn’t cause harm as much as it appeared, he wasn’t afraid, but his heart still jumped every time he saw it. That was how volatile its nature was. It was completely different from its quiet and gentlemanly owner. As if judging the man’s energy, Seung-hyun’s eyelids slowly closed.

“…….”

As he closed his eyes, the senses previously obscured by sight began to revive acutely. The pulse of the heart thumping in his palm was vivid. For some reason, he could even feel the minute movements of the twitching muscles, which made Seung-hyun feel embarrassed and squeeze his eyes shut.

The sound of regular, calm breathing reached him. A refreshing scent also wafted over. Seung-hyun applied more pressure to his eyes. He didn’t understand why irrelevant sensations were becoming clear when he needed to feel the energy.

He took a deep breath and steadied his mind. The furrow in his brow from concentrating repeated a cycle of wrinkling and smoothing. What if he imagined it? Using his memory, Seung-hyun drew the man’s energy. A dark, fierce monster, yet a dense mass that was somehow pitiful. Suddenly, Seung-hyun’s eyes trembled.

“Uh, ah….”

He felt the hairs on his skin stand on end. Or more accurately, something fluttered against every single hair. It felt like the fur of a very soft animal, or perhaps water similar to body temperature. What was clear was that there were thousands, tens of thousands of minute gaps that could be described as a grain. Seung-hyun realized instinctively. He had to count these one by one. And somewhere inside this, he had to find the thread. Seung-hyun’s other hand suddenly reached up and touched Jae-il’s right chest.

It felt a bit daunting. He had no idea where to start or how to search. His focused face stiffened with seriousness. In his desperation, he took half a step closer to the man. Is there no shortcut? How am I supposed to search through all this? Biting his lower lip, he took another half step. He suddenly became aware that the man’s scent had grown stronger, but Seung-hyun had no room to care about that. He had a mountain of things to verify.

“…….”

He felt that if he got a little closer, he could rummage through these. Wouldn’t it be easier if he could touch them with his hands? With his eyes closed, Seung-hyun was being drawn somewhere. His toes moved forward again. A warm, pleasant scent wavered around him. It was even sweet. Strangely, his mouth watered. Can I eat this? It was a moment where primitive thoughts dominated his mind.

“Let’s stop.”

Suddenly, a firm voice pulled his sinking consciousness back up. Seung-hyun snapped his eyes open. Just a moment ago, he had been playing within a mysterious energy, but now he was bewildered as to where he was and what he had been doing. He struggled to adapt upon returning to reality.

Jae-il held a tissue under Seung-hyun’s nose, who was just blinking. A tissue? He wondered what was happening. Seung-hyun’s gaze shifted downward and then shot up at Jae-il in confusion.

“You overdid it.”

“…….”

Jae-il wiped the blood flowing from the philtrum and pressed firmly on the bridge of the nose.

Reason gradually returned to Seung-hyun’s pupils. A well-defined, masculine Adam’s apple was right before him. Furthermore, for some reason, both of his hands were on the man’s chest. Only then did Seung-hyun snap to his senses, trembling as he stepped backward. However, he couldn’t flee very far. It was because a broad palm was firmly supporting the nape of his neck. His fingertips grew hot.

What on earth had he done to get a nosebleed? Held by the man with a tissue blocking his nose, Seung-hyun’s face began to flush bright red. Unable to say anything, he just mumbled. Unable to bear the distance, Seung-hyun squeezed his eyes shut. As he unconsciously lifted his chin, the man’s hand gripped the nape of his neck a bit more firmly to fix his position. A flat voice sounded right in front of him.

“Let’s not tilt your head back.”

Nodding slightly, Seung-hyun checked the wall clock. He doubted his eyes. It felt like less than five minutes had passed, but fifteen minutes had already gone by. After blinking a few times to compose himself, Seung-hyun’s gaze turned to Jae-il’s gear. When he asked for permission with a glance, Jae-il raised an eyebrow. He touched the gear twice. The figure 30% blinked.

“…….”

He had struggled to the point of a nosebleed, but the result was negligible. He hadn’t actually done anything, but seeing the number had actually gone up made his strength drain away.

He sighed at the situation where he checked the gear constantly but couldn’t actually be of help. Moreover, he felt a sense of regret because it felt like he was about to achieve something before being cut off. Seung-hyun’s face, reflecting his emotions, was stained with disappointment.

On the other hand, the corners of Jae-il’s mouth formed a faint arc.

“You must have a greedy personality.”

Greedy? It felt even more unfair to call this greed. Seung-hyun responded coolly.

“I do not.”

“Then why are you disappointed?”

His face flushed because the man spoke as if he had read his inner thoughts. An unnecessary sense of shame rose.

“I’m not… disappointed or anything…”

Just then, the gear flashed. Unknown codes flickered past. Jae-il’s face, which had softened for a moment, stiffened as usual. Along with a sigh, the energy suddenly sharpened and then settled, and Seung-hyun, standing beside him, watched his reaction.

“Just keep pressing it.”

Leaving the task of stopping the bleeding to Seung-hyun, Jae-il picked up the outer garment he had taken off. As the hands that had lingered across his body departed, Seung-hyun rubbed the nape of his neck. It was because he had the illusion [Read on Read BL Novels]that the transferred body heat was still clinging to him. visit our siteAs the man stood [Read on Read BL Novels]up, he was toweringly tall. Though Seung-hyun wasn’t short himself, the sense of intimidation felt doubled when standing right in front of him. Seung-hyun stepped back to create distance.

“Another deployment?”

A nasal voice flowed from Seung-hyun, whose nose was still blocked. Jae-il answered while putting on his jumper.

“I think I’ll know once I get there.”

Seung-hyun silently nodded and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Thinking that they wouldn’t be able to have lunch together, he sat on the edge of the bed.