“What’s that? Moving a corpse or something?”
Kim Do-cheol, whom Kim Ha-yoon ran into in the hallway, frowned at what Kim Ha-yoon was holding. He couldn’t tell who it was because the face was completely covered by a coat, but the limpness in his arms made it look like a corpse.
Kim Ha-yoon considered handing Ire over to him and telling him to take him to the infirmary, but then he stopped. The thought of him being held so docilely in another guy’s arms twisted his gut a little.
“Mind your own business and go your way.”
As soon as he got to the room, Kim Ha-yoon went into the bathroom, turned on the warm water, and sat Ire down under it. As steam rose in the bathroom, Ire huddled, shivering. How long had he been out there? He knew that he was disliked by his classmates, but he didn’t expect them to go this far. Should he catch those bastards and beat them to a pulp?
As he tried to take off his water-soaked shirt, Ire grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt, even in his dazed state. The sight of him trembling so pitifully was both funny and heartbreaking. He forcibly pulled it off, pulling the shirt over his head, and Ire belatedly looked up at him. His gray and blue eyes, wet with water, were more sensual than usual.
“Cold….”
Kim Ha-yoon slowly scanned him from his face down. Unlike his pretty face, he had a well-proportioned physique and a body that looked sleek but had solid strength condensed within. His skin was so white it was almost pale, and his apricot-colored nipples strangely caused a thirst.
“Cold?”
“Yeah….”
No sooner had the answer fallen than he pulled down Ire’s pants. As his body tilted and slid to the floor, his eyes clearly showed embarrassment even in his unconscious state. Ignoring it, he took off his underwear, revealing the smooth space between his legs. Just as Ire, belatedly regaining his senses, was about to break free, Kim Ha-yoon grabbed his penis.
“Ah…!”
As he gently stroked the shaft up and down, Ire’s eyes widened and a groan escaped from his mouth. He squeezed his legs together and tried to push him away with his hands, so Kim Ha-yoon gave it a little more force. Ugh…. A low moan escaped, and the back of his neck instantly flushed red. The hazy eyes gradually regained their color, and embarrassment and surprise began to spread across his face.
“Captain…?”
“Who did you think it was until now?”
“W-What are you doing! Get it away…!”
“There’s nothing like this to raise your body temperature.”
What bullshit. Ire pushed Kim Ha-yoon’s shoulder away. He thought someone had appeared and saved him while he was dazed, but it was Kim Ha-yoon. Before he could ask why he was grabbing and shaking someone else’s dick, the sound of squelching grew louder and the stimulation focused on his lower body.
“Get it… away, ugh!”
“Don’t expect a kiss. I don’t mix tongues with guys.”
“Damn it, I don’t want to either! Ah, get it away, you crazy bastard!”
“Don’t swear at your superior, huh, hold still.”
As he struggled and turned his body, Kim Ha-yoon climbed on his back and put his hand inside, shaking his dick up and down. Ire didn’t know what to do with the unfamiliar sensation. He sometimes masturbated with his own hand, but it was the first time he had been touched by someone else’s hand.
He cursed and tried to get Kim Ha-yoon off his back, but he wouldn’t budge. His arms and legs were weak, and there was a difference in physique, so he couldn’t do anything about it. Ire found the shower hose in front of him and reached out. He grabbed the hose and tried to pull it out, but his hand was grabbed first.
“Why, are you going to strangle me with this?”
“Ah, damn it! Get out of here! You crazy bastard! Let go!”
Kim Ha-yoon smiled crookedly. At first, he just wanted to tease him, half wanting to really raise his body temperature, but now that he hated it so much and resisted, he wanted to torment him properly. He dug his thumb into the opening of his urethra, and Ire flinched and shuddered.
“Damn it, ahhk!”
“You swear well. How hard was it for you to be so quiet all this time? Huh?”
“You fucking bastard! I won’t let you get away with this! Ugh, hand, hand, get it away!”
“Originally, I should be shoving it in, but too bad. Or should I do it in your throat? How about it?”
Ire barely turned his head and cursed at him. His eyes were alive and full of murderous intent. Kim Ha-yoon bit Ire’s earlobe without hesitation. His body stiffened and hot semen poured into his grasp. Ire squeezed his eyes shut and uttered curses he had never heard before.
Kim Ha-yoon got up and went to the sink. After washing the semen off his hands, he looked at his lower body and saw that he was erect. He didn’t know what he was hard from, but asking if he should shove it in his throat instead of his ass was probably somewhat sincere.
He shook the water off his hands and looked at Ire, who was lying face down as still as a mouse. He went closer and poked him, but he didn’t react like a corpse. Then his eyes moved to Ire’s butt. It was plump and lifted up, resembling a peach that made him want to take a bite.
He didn’t know, but it was quite….
Sexy.
If he did well, he might be able to stick it in here instead of his mouth….
“Should I take you to the bed?”
“……”
“Don’t be embarrassed. Think of it as first aid.”
“……”
“Was it your first time?”
“Get out of here….”
His voice was wet with tears. Was he crying because a guy touched his dick? Kim Ha-yoon grabbed Ire’s head and lifted it up with a mischievous smile on his face. Sure enough, the area under his eyes was red. Looking at the expression of Ire glaring at him as if he would kill him, he repeated the same question.
“Was it really your first time?”
Ire fiercely slapped his hand away and barely sat up. He looked so pathetic trying to pull up his wet pants that he tried to help him, but he slapped his hand away again. It was more like a child pushing him away.
So you really don’t have any energy. He teased him with a smile, and a curse flew at him right away. Regardless, he threw the wet clothes aside and brought a large towel to wrap around his body. Kim Ha-yoon picked up the struggling Ire and whispered softly.
“Stay still. If you keep making me feel bad, I’ll throw you away.”
After taking Ire to the bed and sitting him down, Kim Ha-yoon examined his neck. When he looked closely, he saw a spot where a needle had been inserted.
“You were really being hated, weren’t you?”
“Are you enjoying this?”
“Of course not.”
“Okay, please leave….”
Ire wanted to crawl into a rat hole and pulled the blanket over his head. There was no way to know if him grabbing and shaking his dick was really first aid. But it was also true that the chill in his body had subsided and he had regained his senses.
Damn it… damn it….
He lay down, repeating the curse several times in his mind, but it was so quiet. Did he leave? He lifted the blanket and saw Kim Ha-yoon sitting on the opposite bed, resting his chin on his hand and staring at him.
“What are you doing…?”
“I’m looking at you.”
“So… why?”
“In case you’re in pain.”
You fucking bastard. He gives the disease and then the cure. The words came up to his throat, but he barely held them back. Even though he told him to leave because he was okay, Kim Ha-yoon didn’t budge. Then Han-gyeol suddenly came to mind.
Why did he do that to me…? He hadn’t known him for long, but he thought of him as a good friend…. Was he being threatened? Even in this state, he felt pathetic for thinking that there must be an unavoidable reason for his actions.
He closed his eyes again. It was quiet. Even though he knew Kim Ha-yoon was next to him, he couldn’t stop himself from falling asleep. He shouldn’t fall asleep…. What if that guy does something weird again?
He tried to force himself to stay awake, but there was a limit to how long he could hold on. At some point, he fell fast asleep. How much time had passed? When he woke up, there was no one in the room. In the darkness, Ire looked at the empty bed next to him and sat up.
His senses had returned, and he had regained some of his strength. He rubbed his face roughly and leaned against the wall, and saw a small piece of paper attached to the opposite bedpost. He took it off and checked it, and saw neatly written letters.
-I’ll pick you up in the morning.
The events in the bathroom with Kim Ha-yoon automatically replayed in his head. Ire buried his face between his legs and cursed incessantly. His dick, which he had grabbed and shaken, was still tingling. The sound of his breath on his ear, the warmth of his body pressing down on him, and his… between his buttocks.
His whole body flushed and his ears became hot. He thought it was because he was angry, but he was horrified to realize that his dick was starting to get hard and he struggled. You fucking pervert! You crazy bastard!