By Zephyria “……”
Jeon Mi-nam stared at the ceiling for a long time even after opening his eyes. The light beige wallpaper with its warm feel had become quite familiar now. Though he occasionally visited Baek Do-un’s house to do the overdue cleaning and laundry, or organize the bedding, he never imagined he would be sharing those things. That was why the familiar spaces and objects all felt new again.
His gaze, which had been fixed on the ceiling, dropped toward his shoulder. Something had nudged him. It was Baek Do-un. He was fast asleep, leaning his forehead against Jeon Mi-nam’s arm, completely oblivious to the world. The sound of his rhythmic breathing was sweet in his ears. Deep exhales repeatedly escaped from between his slightly parted lips. Accordingly, his body slowly expanded and contracted. The corners of his mouth, usually brimming with a mischievous smile, were now completely relaxed.
To avoid waking him, Mi-nam slowly raised his upper body halfway. Then, he turned slightly toward the sleeping Baek Do-un. Do-un made a humming sound and hugged Jeon Mi-nam’s arm. He also rubbed his head against the arm out of habit. After staring at the clear face for a long time, Mi-nam hesitantly reached out. His large hand cast a huge shadow over Baek Do-un’s pale face.
“…….”
Only after a long time did he try stroking the corners of Baek Do-un’s mouth and cheeks. Even that was nothing more than an infinitely light touch, devoid of any pressure. Jeon Mi-nam stared blankly at his hand that had touched Baek Do-un, then moved his gaze back to the face. Then, he simply watched him sleep in silence.
After observing him to the point of saturation, he quietly withdrew his arm from Baek Do-un’s embrace. Then, suppressing his presence, he carefully left the bed and headed for the bathroom. He took great care to ensure the door closed without a sound.
Baek Do-un’s eyelids lifted around the time the sound of water began to echo from the bathroom. Though he had been breathing evenly until a moment ago, there was no trace of sleepiness in his wide-open eyes. Baek Do-un complained, rubbing the area of his cheek where Jeon Mi-nam’s touch had been.
“…How boring.”
He was excessively considerate and possessed strong self-control. Since he had been staring at him while he slept, Do-un had hoped for a kiss, but it was a letdown. At the very least, shouldn’t he have touched him to his heart’s content? It wasn’t as if he lacked sexual desire, and he usually watched every single move Do-un made with obsession, so he didn’t understand why he was acting so prim.
He glared dissatisfiedly at the closed bathroom door before slowly sitting up. The feeling of the blanket wrapping around his bare body had been cozy and pleasant, and it seemed that was all thanks to Jeon Mi-nam’s body heat. Now that he was gone, a chill made his body shiver instinctively. Goosebumps had already risen on his skin.
He hated being cold. He crawled into the blanket cave and fumbled for something to wear. Soon, his hand caught a shirt. He quickly threw the shirt on. The fact that the shirt was loose wasn’t just because a few buttons on the front were missing. The fit itself was originally large. He pulled the sleeve slightly and smelled it. It smelled of dried pine needles. It was Jeon Mi-nam’s scent.
Baek Do-un pulled the collar close to savor the scent embedded there. Perhaps because it was the part that touched the neck, the body scent was much stronger there. A satisfied smile spread across his expressionless face.
He looked toward the bathroom where the sound of water was still audible. Thinking of something, he wore a triumphant smile. He got off the bed to put it into action immediately. Then, roughly fastening the wide-open shirt, he walked toward the bathroom.
He slowly gripped and lowered the doorknob. Fortunately, it seemed the door wasn’t locked. He peeked through the narrow gap to see what was happening inside. He first saw the mirror, clouded with steam. He shifted his gaze slightly to the side. There, he saw Jeon Mi-nam showering in the shower booth. His broad back and lifted glutes shone even more brilliantly, glistening with water.
Even the moment he blinked felt like a waste. From his thick neck, the meticulously woven muscles connected down to his ankles without a single flaw. It was a perfect form, one that would be difficult to achieve even if one intentionally trained their body. Even if a renowned artist used their innate imagination to sculpt a human body, they could not create something so moving. At least, that was the case for Baek Do-un.
Every time he brushed back Jeon Mi-nam’s hair, the man’s broad back twitched softly. Watching the water spill over his shoulder blades, slide down his spine, and fall onto his sturdy buttocks or smooth calves, scattering droplets in all directions, Baek Do-un felt a flicker of pity.
Without waiting any longer, Baek Do-un flung the door wide open and stepped inside. He deliberately closed the door with a loud thud so that Jeon Mi-nam would notice. Jeon Mi-nam paused and looked back, his face clearly bewildered by the sudden intrusion. The sound of the shower stopped immediately. Then, Jeon Mi-nam peeked his wet face out from the shower booth.
“Is it urgent?”
He seemed to assume that the reason Baek Do-un had barged in without knocking was for a physiological necessity. He appeared to have completely forgotten that there was another bathroom near the living room. Do-un loved that innocence—the way he tried to understand every action purely, even after everything he had been put through.
Even while hiding his body behind the opaque partition, Jeon Mi-nam kept his hands gathered to cover his private parts. Even that sight was cute and lovely. Baek Do-un let out a small chuckle and picked up a toothbrush.
“Yes, it’s urgent. My mouth feels so stale I can’t stand it. Wait a moment. Let me brush my teeth first.”
Offering a forced excuse, he wiped the foggy mirror with his hand. Then, he squeezed toothpaste onto the brush and put it in his mouth. He began his untimely brushing while looking at his own reflection in the mirror, which was quickly clouding over again. White foam soon gathered around his lips.
After finishing his brushing, he lightly washed his face. His face, which had been swollen and rough all night due to the previous night’s sex, quickly became fair and clear.
Before he knew it, Jeon Mi-nam was staring intently at Baek Do-un’s face reflected in the mirror. Baek Do-un flashed a grin through the glass.
“Can you give me a towel?”
Only then did Jeon Mi-nam snap back to his senses and jerk his head away. Pretending to be composed, he pulled a towel from a nearby cabinet and handed it over, though he persistently avoided eye contact out of embarrassment. Baek Do-un supported Jeon Mi-nam’s hand with his own and buried his face in the towel to wipe away the moisture. As he lifted his head, he suddenly planted a quick kiss on Jeon Mi-nam’s lips. Jeon Mi-nam was left stunned.
“You look good with your hair down; I didn’t realize it until now. What a waste.”
Since Jeon Mi-nam had always been impeccably groomed, it was only natural. Even Kwon Su-hyeok, who had known him the longest, likely didn’t know what he looked like when he was alone. That was why Do-un wanted to preempt and monopolize every single one of his most private aspects.
“Are you done washing?”
“…Yes.”
“Then I’ll dry your hair for you. Come here.”
Taking the towel from Jeon Mi-nam, he sat him down on the toilet. Then, before the man could refuse, he gripped the towel with both hands and began to gently shake and dry the wet hair. He didn’t mind that water droplets splashed everywhere, soaking his shirt. He looked as if he were doing something incredibly fun, a fascinated smile playing on his lips.
After removing most of the moisture from the hair, he began to gently massage Jeon Mi-nam’s ears using acupressure. He pressed firmly behind the ears and lightly rubbed around the outer rim. Jeon Mi-nam’s breathing deepened, seemingly enjoying the sensation. Occasionally, his Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably as he swallowed hard.
He finished by pressing firmly into the ear canal and then flicking the outer rim dry. Still holding the towel, he lifted Jeon Mi-nam’s chin to make him look at him. Jeon Mi-nam looked up at Baek Do-un in silence. He looked like a large dog. That honest yet obedient gaze was deeply satisfying. Once again, Baek Do-un pressed his lips against Jeon Mi-nam’s in a quick kiss before asking for permission.
“I want to shave you too, is that okay?”
“I already shaved before the shower.”
“I think you missed a spot.”
Without suspicion, Jeon Mi-nam stroked his own chin. However, he couldn’t tell where he had missed.
Humming a tune, Baek Do-un went to the cabinet and took out shaving tools. He also grabbed a fresh towel and draped it over his shoulder. But what he brought back wasn’t a razor. It was hair removal waxing strips. He had noticed them every time he cleaned and had wondered what they were for.
“I’ll make it look pretty.”
Standing opposite Jeon Mi-nam, Baek Do-un gripped the underside of his thighs and slowly spread his knees apart. In the process, the towel Jeon Mi-nam had hastily tied around his waist came undone. Jeon Mi-nam hurriedly grabbed the towel as it began to slide down. But Baek Do-un was slightly faster. He snatched the towel and flung it behind him.
“Sir. What on earth are you….”
Jeon Mi-nam’s face flushed deep red. It was because Baek Do-un had already positioned himself between his legs and was staring intently at his exposed genitals. He was putting on medical latex gloves as he did so. Soon, he used those hands to pull and shift Jeon Mi-nam’s penis to meticulously inspect the state of the pubic hair.
He rubbed the wax strips between his hands to warm them. Even then, his gaze remained fixed on Jeon Mi-nam’s groin. Jeon Mi-nam grabbed Baek Do-un’s shoulders and pushed him away.
“Stop this!”
“Why? This is more bearable than it looks. The first time is the hardest, but once it’s done, it’s actually very comfortable.”
“That is not the issue.”
“Aw, there’s no need to be shy. These days, plenty of men and women do it. They say it’s much better during sex, too. Once or twice is fine, but honestly, if there’s too much, it can be prickly.”
“Sir.”
Jeon Mi-nam gripped Baek Do-un’s wrist. He didn’t even hold him that tightly, but Baek Do-un stopped. Looking up at him, Jeon Mi-nam was clearly expressing his refusal. Baek Do-un let his shoulders slump and let out a deep sigh.
“So, you’re saying no again? Mi-nam, you say you hate everything I suggest.”
His tone was quite disappointed. Jeon Mi-nam couldn’t help but feel a prick of guilt. It was true that every time Do-un suggested something, he had said no, that it wasn’t allowed, or had refused. Of course, that was solely because Baek Do-un only requested the most bizarre things.
“Was it that uncomfortable for you?”
“A little.”
“If you had told me when it was uncomfortable….”
“Would that have changed anything? When we have sex, you don’t listen to a single word I say, Mi-nam.”
Regarding that, Jeon Mi-nam had no excuse even if he had ten mouths. He regretted it every time and vowed to be calm the next time, but it only lasted until the moment. Once they began to mingle their flesh, his reason vanished entirely.
Jeon Mi-nam awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck.
“Still, hair removal is a bit too much….”
“It’s mine now.”
He laid out a bold piece of sophistry. He was essentially saying that since it belonged to him now, he could groom it as he pleased. It was so absurd that Jeon Mi-nam almost let out a hollow laugh.
More than that, hearing that it had been uncomfortable during sex made his heart heavy. Reading the wavering look in Jeon Mi-nam’s eyes, Baek Do-un asked for permission, though it sounded half like a threat.
“I’m doing it, okay? Am I doing it? Should I just really do it?”
He had already peeled the tape. Jeon Mi-nam raised a hand to cover his eyes and nodded. It was practically an act of resignation.
Baek Do-un grinned with satisfaction and pushed his sturdy thighs further apart. Then, after carefully examining the area to be waxed, he meticulously applied the tape.
“Normally, it’s cleaner if you get it done by a professional.”
“…You’re saying I should show this to a complete stranger?”
“What’s the big deal? Those people are pros, so they don’t care about that. It’s just awkward at first, but once you get used to it, it’s like going to the dentist.”
“…….”
Jeon Mi-nam’s gaze became vacant, as if he had received a great shock. It was a world he could not comprehend. Moreover, whenever Baek Do-un casually dropped such experiences, he felt confused as to whether he was being too old-fashioned for caring about the situation.
With an unprecedentedly serious expression, Baek Do-un put his heart and soul into applying the tape. He was so focused that his mouth, which usually chattered incessantly, was tightly shut.
As Baek Do-un gently pulled the penis to flatten the skin, Jeon Mi-nam’s thigh twitched. It was a reflexive reaction. Baek Do-un immediately looked up and stared at Jeon Mi-nam. For some reason, he had a slightly apologetic expression.
“I’m going to pull it off now; it’ll hurt a little.”
“I am good at enduring pain.”
“Good boy.”
He praised him like a teacher soothing a young patient who was good with injections. A kinder smile than ever spread across his face. Jeon Mi-nam found himself completely captivated by that face. His heart throbbed childishly.
The next moment, Baek Do-un ripped the tape off with a snap. Because it was a sensitive area, a sharper pain surged.
“…Ugh.”
Jeon Mi-nam’s knees jerked. The spot where the tape had been removed burned. And only that specific part revealed clean, bare skin.
“How is it? Bearable?”
“Yes.”
“Then I’ll just finish the rest quickly while I’m at it.”
Instead of answering, Jeon Mi-nam simply nodded. Whatever it was, it seemed better for this embarrassing moment to pass quickly.
As promised, Baek Do-un moved his hands boldly. He removed the tapes one after another without hesitation. Jeon Mi-nam clenched his teeth and endured the subtle pain. He barely let out a moan. However, his thighs twitched and trembled with every rip of the tape.
“Now, almost done, so just hang in there a bit more.”
Baek Do-un picked up a pair of tweezers. Then, while subtly pulling the skin of the inner thigh where it always folds, he trimmed the stray hairs. Crouched between the wide-spread thighs, he focused his gaze on the genitals and fiddled for a long time. Jeon Mi-nam deliberately looked away toward the wall, then again raised his hand to cover his eyes. The composition evoked a highly erotic image. Despite having just showered, his whole body felt hot.
An endless amount of time passed. One second felt like an eternity. Even though he tried not to be conscious of it, Baek Do-un’s touch felt so explicit that his entire pelvis throbbed. Heat kept pooling in his center.
While he was trying his best to ignore it, his thigh jolted once more. It was because Baek Do-un pressed a towel soaked in cold water against the waxed area.
“Ugh….”
“Ah, did I startle you? Sorry. It’s almost over.”
That was welcome news. However, the way Baek Do-un’s hand kneaded his center through the towel was deeply unsettling. He was likely trying to cool the irritated skin, but in doing so, he stimulated somewhere else.
After a long while, Baek Do-un removed his hand and stared intently at the waxed area. At that moment, Jeon Mi-nam was certain: even if he were standing naked before a hundred women, he wouldn’t feel as awkward as he did now.
“All done.”
Baek Do-un nodded with satisfaction. He told Jeon Mi-nam, who was still stubbornly looking away, to take a look.
“It turned out really pretty. I love it. How about you, Mi-nam?”
“Ah….”
A sigh full of despair escaped Jeon Mi-nam. His mind became a tangle of indescribable misery. Both his ears turned bright red as if they were on fire.
He hurriedly covered his center. It was of little use. Baek Do-un nonchalantly brushed Jeon Mi-nam’s hand away and let out an “oh.”
“Mi-nam, you’re hard. Want me to suck it for you?”
There was simply no way to deal with this man.
* * *
After arriving at work in the morning, he stayed at his desk the entire time. He had a major contract coming up that night and needed to prepare. Skipping lunch and drinking several cups of coffee, he checked multiple times to ensure all documents were ready and there were no errors in the content.
He intended to finish the document he had in hand, but he urgently needed the restroom. It was due to the powerful diuretic effect of the coffee. He bolted from his seat and strode toward the restroom. Inside, two subordinates were giggling and smoking while relieving themselves.
As soon as the two noticed Mi-nam entering the restroom, they immediately stubbed out their cigarettes. They waved away the thick smoke with their hands and gave an awkward bow.
“General manager, you’re here?”
“Have you eaten?”
Jeon Mi-nam frowned and glared at the two. The restroom was strictly a non-smoking area, and he was a well-known stickler for the rules. A scolding was inevitable. The men bowed their heads deeply, looking ashamed.
Jeon Mi-nam turned his back to them and positioned himself in front of a urinal. He was about to pull out his penis without hesitation when he paused. Startled, he zipped back up the zipper he had just lowered.
At that extremely unnatural gesture, the men all looked at him with puzzled expressions. One of them even approached Jeon Mi-nam and looked down toward his center.
“Is something wrong?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
“Are you alright? You don’t look very well.”
“That’s enough, both of you just get out.”
“Pardon?”
The subordinates looked at each other in confusion. They had expected him to scold them as usual after he finished his business. To be told to just leave was baffling. Moreover, Jeon Mi-nam’s complexion was suddenly fluctuating between red and pale, which was unusual.
“If there’s somewhere you’re feeling unwell….”
“I said it’s nothing. Don’t worry about it and get out.”
Jeon Mi-nam growled lowly, clenching his teeth. The subordinates, sensing the mood, finally bowed and left. Even then, they kept glancing back.
He waited for their presence to fade before hurriedly lowering his zipper. He pushed aside his underwear with a roughness that almost tore the fabric. His aching penis coolly resolved its physiological need. He had held it in for so long that goosebumps rose on his skin, and his abdomen heaved. A low curse escaped him.
“Damn it….”
Through the open fly, the neatly waxed pubic hair was visible. It was a perfect heart shape. A masterpiece personally crafted by Baek Do-un. If Do-un had wanted to leave a mark that he was Jeon Mi-nam’s person, he had succeeded. For someone as foolishly diligent, upright, and conservative as Jeon Mi-nam, he would never dare show his inner flesh to anyone but him. It was a complete success.
<‘Drink Me All’, End>