SMW 35

When I opened my eyes, the face staring back at me was disconcertingly close. I thought my heart had stopped. Startled, I dropped my gaze downward, only to find my body suspended in mid-air. It wasn’t an illusion. Moreover, the position was a classic bridal carry.

“Hey! What are you doing right now?”

“The floor is cold. If you stay lying there, your muscle pain will only get worse.”

“Even so, you can’t just scoop a person up without permission.”

“Then should I have dragged you by the ankle?”

“How can you even say that… Why, why are you moving! Stop!”

“I can’t take responsibility if you fall.”

Choi Seol’s threat worked quite well. Even I could tell that if I struggled any further, I’d likely be slammed onto the wooden floor. Conversely, staying still felt surprisingly Read on Read BL Novelsstable. Perhaps because his chest was stolen contentbroad and his arms were strong, the fact that he could lift a grown man with such ease was somehow… fluttering. Though it felt incredibly gay of me to react this way in this situation.

Well, I am gay. Meanwhile, Choi Seol steadily reached the door to the room.

“Open it.”

“What?”

“I don’t have hands. Open the door.”

The doorknob was right in front of my eyes, as if he were truly telling me to do it. For some reason, I felt stubborn.

“Why are you ordering me around? I’m already aggrieved enough to have been dragged here against my will.”

“Then can I kick it? I think I heard that a century of craftsmanship went into this single door.”

“Who said I wouldn’t open it? You! Just put your feet down modestly right there.”

I quickly grabbed the knob and flung the door open. I thought he would let me down at that point, [unauthorized copy]but Choi Seol walked straight into the room. Then, he [stolen content]dumped me onto the bedding that hadn’t been folded yet because he’d left so early in the morning.

“Ugh!”

Fortunately, the mattress was plush; otherwise, with a bit of exaggeration, it was a situation where something could have broken.

“Are you crazy? If I actually blow out my back, you’re responsib—”

“I’ll take responsibility, so keep your head down and stay still.”

As I tried to protest, lifting only my face while sprawled on the bedding, a reaching hand shoved my head back down into the blankets. This bastard?

Wait, did I just hear something incredible? But before the thought could continue, a hand pressing firmly into my lower back brought my train of thought to a grinding halt.

“Wha-wha-wha-what are you…”

“Massage.”

“Massa…”

“You have to loosen up knotted muscles early to suffer less later.”

“W-wait a second. Even so…”

“I learned some basic massage while learning martial arts, so don’t worry and just stay quiet.”

My efforts to escape the situation were thwarted within seconds. As if intending to get serious, a large hand felt from behind pressed firmly into the top of my shoulder blade.

“Aagh!”

I let out a reflexive scream at the piercing pain that felt like a convulsion, and I heard the sound of him clicking his tongue.

“How can I not feel a single proper muscle? Did you just lie around the whole time you were in the army?”

“N-no, I didn’t. Do you know how much I slogged through… Ow, ow, ow! Hey! That hurts!”

He wasn’t kidding. While it had been strong yet soft before, now he was pressing into my [visit our site]Read on Read BL Novelsback with force, as if he were determined to torture me.

The merciless touch continued for a while. Perhaps because I had never received a massage from anyone in my life, it hurt so much that I couldn’t tell if this was torture or a massage.

After a while, however, the pain gradually subsided and a different sensation took over. For one, it did feel refreshing, likely because the muscles were loosening. The problem was that that wasn’t the only thing I was feeling.

Until now, even if I had occasional contact with Choi Seol, it was usually just a brief touch or a very small area of contact. But now, the fact that the entire back surface of my body was being touched so openly was stimulating my ‘gay circuits’ considerably.

This is driving me crazy. I’d rather have the muscle pain.

It was a relief that I’d been out of the dating game for nearly three years and had become somewhat numb; during my more sensitive periods, my body would have melted at the slightest touch. Moreover, the posture was a problem. Right now, only Choi Seol’s hands were touching me, but to give a massage, the giver inevitably has to be positioned on top of the receiver. The image of that position kept flashing in my mind, making my mouth water.

Sigh, calm down. This is just a pure massage. This is an act born from a kind heart, thinking of a friend who will suffer from muscle pain tomorrow morning. So, only think kind thoughts. Kind thoughts…

But didn’t that guy say he liked me? If so, how can he touch me so purely?

It was then. While I was lost in thought, his hand moved down and pressed firmly into the center of my waist. Simultaneously, my body jolted.

“Hngh!”

“…”

I’m screwed. The uninhibited touch stopped at the sound of the moan I failed to suppress in time. I bit my lip belatedly, but an awkward silence had already descended. As I gripped the mattress and shifted my eyes, a calm voice spoke.

“Tell me if it hurts.”

“…It hurts.”

“Tell me when it hurts so much you feel like you’re dying.”

You told me to speak! Telling me to speak only when it’s deathly painful was basically telling me to shut up. I couldn’t do this anymore. If I stayed like this, every single one of my sensitive spots would be discovered. And his hand was moving further down.

Wait, down?

Suddenly, I felt a touch on my thigh, just below my buttocks. In that moment, I exerted a miraculous amount of strength and bolted my upper body upright.

“You can stop now, I’m… fine…”

I was simply trying to escape the situation, but the moment I turned my body toward Choi Seol, the posture became even stranger. Just as I had imagined earlier, Choi Seol was now positioned over me. He looked frozen, seemingly flustered as well.

“I-I mean, I just suddenly felt like I wanted to wash up quickly. Is it okay if I go first?”

“…”

There was no answer. I braced myself with both arms on the floor and slowly tried to slide my upper body back to escape from between Choi Seol’s legs.

“Then I’ll go wash up first. So, if you could… just… move aside… that would be great.”

“…”

“I’ll just find my own way out.”

Instead of answering, I avoided his steady gaze and used both arms to try and wiggle my body out from between his legs. It was then that Choi Seol leaned his upper body forward. The scent of sweat and his unique body fragrance wafted over me.

My feeble struggling stopped instantly. As I blinked at the [visit our site]handsome face that had suddenly appeared before my eyes, [visit our site]one of Choi Seol’s hands cupped my cheek.

Huh? Huh? Huhhh?

My lips parted to ask what he was doing, but I closed them again as his face, slightly tilted, came right up to my nose. For some reason, I felt like I shouldn’t open my mouth. Then again, the posture and the situation were far too easy to misunderstand to just let things flow. I looked into his eyes to see if he was joking, but his pupils, clouded with a subtle heat, looked completely gone.

Why on earth is he doing this? As I rolled my eyes, wondering what to do, he called my name first.

“Han Yeo-reum.”

Suddenly, my heart trembled. To me, this was always a signal. Simultaneously, my thoughts stopped. It felt like a season where the sultry heat of summer still lingered. In that air, my body temperature continued to rise.

And the moment our noses brushed, I instinctively closed my eyes—Wait, I can’t! Get a grip, Han Yeo-reum!

“W-wait!”

“Mr. Han Yeo-reum, are you there!”

With a booming shout, it felt as if time had stopped. stolen contentA cool breeze [unauthorized copy]blew sharply between the two [unauthorized copy]of us. Simultaneously, the flow of the air changed.

“Mr. Han Yeo-reum! Your package is here!”

At the second shout, only then did Choi Seol create distance and stand up. He let out a deep breath as if shaking something off and swept his bangs back. Even in this moment, every single movement was so sensual that I couldn’t tear my eyes away. As I stared blankly, Choi Seol finally spoke.

“Shouldn’t you go out?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, I should.”

I jumped up from my spot and dashed toward the veranda. At the sound of the delivery driver knocking on the middle gate and calling again, I crossed the yard barefoot without even looking for my slippers.

“I’m coming!”

Because I ran with shaking legs, I stumbled at the very end. I barely managed to grab the middle gate and fling it open to find the delivery driver unloading items from the truck.

“Huff, hel… huff, lo.”

“Hello. It looks like you were quite far away.”

“Huh? Ah, I guess so. I was a bit far. Hahaha.”

He seemed to interpret my gasping for air while clutching the gate that way. Even I thought that running a short distance across the yard shouldn’t leave me like this; it was a moment that made me resolve to exercise again. My heart was also beating wildly, but that seemed to be a separate issue. The fact that my face was flushing… damn, I needed a better excuse.

“Anyway, it’s hot. Maybe it’s because I did the grave weeding today? Ah, it’s so hot.”

“Ah, so that’s why your face is so bright red. You worked hard.”

Good job, me, for making an excuse.

“Exactly. I tend to turn red easily even with a little heatstroke. But… is that all the packages that came here?”

I shifted my gaze to the ice boxes the driver had set down. At a glance, there were more than one or two. I could see a few more similar ones inside the truck parked at the entrance.

“Yes, they are all addressed to Mr. Han Yeo-reum. You didn’t answer when I called, so I drove the truck into the yard.”

“Yes, you did the right thing. But are there multiple packages? How many are there?”

“Six in total.”

“What?”

“Let’s see, it says ‘food’ here. First, the one on top—the sender is Mr. Choi Jeong-jin?”

It was my uncle’s name. That made it even stranger.

“Can I leave the rest here as well?”

“…Yes. If you leave them, I’ll move them myself.”

Since the delivery driver wouldn’t know the detailed circumstances anyway, I nodded. By the time all the packages were unloaded and the truck left, Choi Seol approached.

“What is it?”

“I don’t know, I think my uncle sent them… Did you wash up already?”

“Roughly. I just splashed some water.”

“…I see.”

I averted my eyes from the tantalizing towel he was using to wipe the moisture from his wet hair. The lingering feeling from a moment ago hadn’t fully faded. I had almost been swept away by the atmosphere and crossed a river of no return. Delivery driver, next time you come, I’ll be sure to have a red ginseng drink ready for you.

“I think we should move these to the kitchen first. Hold on, I’ll bring a cart to load them on.”

“It’s not that much, I think we can just carry them. More importantly, where are your shoes?”

“Huh?”

Only then did I look down at my mud-covered bare feet.

“I was in a hurry earlier. I’ll go put them on now.”

“What if you get hurt? Wait here. There are slippers stolen contentin the kitchen, so [stolen content]I’ll bring them Read on Read BL Novelswhile I’m at it.”

Choi Seol blocked my path, effortlessly lifted one of the ice boxes, and headed toward the kitchen. I was suddenly left alone in the yard, barefoot and surrounded by delivery boxes.