By Zephyria The photo that was included with the article was, of all things, a scanned image that had been registered when he had just become an adult. He had been told to record his face in the official data to look as harmless as possible, so he had neatly arranged his hair and opened his eyes wide.
It seemed that that image looked more innocent than the videos and photos taken at the accident site. Mu-hae pushed away Joo-oh, who was clinging to his leg, thinking that it was fortunate that it was only a small picture in the corner.
“The Goryeo spirit that our society should learn.”
“Get lost. Go watch TV.”
Still, thanks to the desperate PR of the Jaegang District guys, he got a reward he never dreamed of.
Not only was he allowed to freely enter and exit a formal residential area, but he also had the opportunity to settle down there. It was a kind of rise in status.
Of course, it was ridiculous that there were no separate residential restrictions in Goryeo City other than financial problems, despite all the talk about ‘formal residency qualifications.’
And he didn’t like the Jaegang District guys’ very condescending view that they were giving a pitiful and unfortunate slum kid a chance to live here.
Anyway, there was a difference between the old rules and the current customary law. He had no intention of refusing since they were the ones who came forward to solve the problem first. Mu-hae snatched the plane ticket that flew in at just the right time.
Just in time, a nosy rich man, talking about social responsibility, also provided a place to stay in Jaegang District for free.
It was small enough not to arouse the jealousy of other citizens. An unsold 8-pyeong office in a commercial building near the park where the accident had occurred.
‘So it was their doing.’
What kind of person were they to be able to freely tamper with equipment managed by the city itself?
When he asked Director Gil about it, he said that Gu-reum didn’t have that kind of power.
He didn’t ask further because Director Gil was reluctant to explain in detail, but he got the impression that there might be someone else behind her.
Mu-hae rummaged through the house, took out things that were worth taking, and crammed them into a large bag.
“Jin Mu-hae now has two houses.”
“That’s not my house.”
“Hideout?”
“Aren’t you watching TV?”
They would be traveling back and forth between Jaegang District and here for the time being. There was no neighborhood as familiar to Jin Mu-hae as this Starlight Road.
Besides, mercenary work was currently his only source of income. Even though he didn’t have to work as hard as before because Director Gil was dividing 200,000 Deal and giving it to him regularly, he had to keep taking Company’s requests to prepare for a possible future and to cover Joo-oh’s crazy food expenses.
“If you have nothing to do, pack your bags too.”
“I have nothing to take.”
“Leave a few clothes there and change into them when you need them.”
“Hmm. I can wear Jin Mu-hae’s clothes.”
He was coveting clothes that didn’t even fit him. He had given him clothes that were the wrong size or had shrunk in the wash to wear, and now he thought he could wear even his perfectly fine clothes.
He even took Mu-hae’s T-shirt and wore it last time. He was walking around fluttering in a white T-shirt that was so loose that it covered his hips, and Mu-hae inadvertently reached out to his waist, bit his tongue, and stopped.
“But I like that there’s only one bed there.”
Joo-oh came closer, making a strange sound as if he were humming.
Mu-hae tapped his ear a few times and then shoved his hands into his pockets.
It was a bit difficult to put two beds in an 8-pyeong room, especially one that was long vertically.
Especially considering Mu-hae’s height, he had to use a mattress of a certain size. After fitting a simple bathroom and kitchen in that small space, there was almost no space left.
In the end, he brought in a king-size bed and stuck it tightly next to the wall. He had the faint hope that there would be some space left even if he slept away from Joo-oh.
Of course, he could just go down to the hideout and sleep, but since he had just moved in, he was planning to stay on the third floor for the time being in case of an emergency.
“Jin Mu-hae. Jin Mu-hae.”
“What.”
“Hug me.”
After going to Jaegang District, Joo-oh started asking to be ‘touched’ and then ‘hugged.’
It seemed that he had felt good in that moment when he had hugged him as he pleased. No one had ever promised to do that for him, but he very naturally included it in his requests.
“No.”
“Why?”
“You’re not supposed to bother people who say no.”
As he said that, Mu-hae snorted inwardly. He wondered if he was qualified to say such a thing.
Still, he had to teach him in advance so that he wouldn’t bother him, and so that he wouldn’t think and deal with any unfortunate situations with that head of his.
If some bastard ever laid a hand on Joo-oh, he would now open his eyes wide and say.
‘You’re not supposed to bother people who say no. Jin Mu-hae said so.’
Damn it. Why did this absurd imagination please him so much? A childish sense of superiority that he didn’t know where it came from kept stimulating his facial muscles.
“Does Jin Mu-hae hate me?”
Of course, Mu-hae’s attempts had been repeatedly blocked since a few days ago. Whenever he bothered him and he refused, Joo-oh would droop his eyebrows and ask him that way.
Yes, I hate you, so get lost. Jin Mu-hae strangely couldn’t say that simple answer and just clicked his tongue. Then he would click his tongue and follow Mu-hae, smiling brightly.
“Hug me from behind.”
Joo-oh said something shocking and sat right between Mu-hae’s legs. He had warned him last time, but he still leaned against him, using him as a backrest.
Mu-hae was about to kick him away, but his eyes were drawn to the sweet and cozy smell for a moment.
Joo-oh’s nape, which was lowered to see what he was looking at, was soft and white. It was so flawless that it felt like it would slip if he touched it.
Jin Mu-hae closed his eyes tightly, opened them, and took a deep breath. He always smelled so good, unlike other people, that he couldn’t help but want to rub his nose against him.
He decided in his heart that he wouldn’t do that, but when Joo-oh leaned against his chest and hid his nape, Mu-hae felt a strange sense of regret.
“I like sitting here because I can smell Jin Mu-hae.”
“Anyone who hears that will think I’m a smelly person.”
“I want to be close because it doesn’t smell much.”
Joo-oh giggled, not knowing what was so good. When he brought his hand to his face, Joo-oh played with it like a toy.
Then he put it on his face and took a big breath. The ticklish breath made his stomach tingle.
“I have to pack. Move.”
Even though he said it coldly, he couldn’t push away the butt that was stuck to him. He was wearing loose pants, so it looked easy to slip his hands in.
Lick. Joo-oh, who didn’t know what was going on inside him, was rubbing his cheek against his palm, and now he was sticking out his tongue and tasting it.
Mu-hae was about to pull out his annoying tongue, but he took his other hand to his ear, which had been catching his attention since earlier.
Joo-oh’s earlobe was small and stuck up. Still, it was soft and warm when he pressed it, so it was fun to touch.
“Hmm.”
Without fail, Joo-oh melted into his arms. Mu-hae grabbed his stomach and pulled him close to him so that his limp body wouldn’t slip down.
“Heu. Good.”
The giggling voice shattered the resistance he had tried so hard to create. Mu-hae naturally lifted his top and slowly slipped his hand inside.
Joo-oh had a slender figure without any excess fat. His waist was also flat without any excess fat, and his skin was firm.
Even so, his stomach was surprisingly soft when he touched it. The warm and smooth skin wrapped around his hand, leaving a pleasant sensation every time he touched it.
“Huuu. Above. Huh?”
Joo-oh, who was trembling slightly, pressed his lower body closer and urged him on. He had always been brutally honest about where and how he felt better when he was touched.
The self-hypnosis that it wasn’t that kind of act, just an extension of stroking, had reached its limit.
Jin Mu-hae readily admitted it. He was groping Joo-oh right now. His body felt terribly good, and he reacted with a twitch every time he touched it, so it was fun to touch.
He was terrified that someone would find out about this, but it wasn’t easy to shake it off. Joo-oh seemed to know that he liked his face, so he kept opening his eyes prettily and begging.
“Touch me harder. Euung. And hug me.”
In the end, Mu-hae wrapped his remaining arm around him and moved the hand he had slipped in a little higher. The ribs protruded whenever Joo-oh took a big breath.
Joo-oh was satisfied that he was completely in his big arms, and now he was completely melted and stuck to him like a rice cake.
However, as soon as he gently rubbed the curves of his ribs, the body he was hugging soon trembled and hardened.
His whole body was tense, waiting for what was next. It was obvious that it would be annoying if he touched him any further here.
“Haa, Jin Mu-hae.”
“Damn it.”
How could he stop when he called his name like that with a slurred pronunciation?
Fuck. His insides heated up so much that his lower body twitched for a moment.
His head was burning up. Mu-hae bent his back with his knees bent in the same position. He put his face against Joo-oh’s nape and inhaled the sweet smell, rubbing the tip of his nose against it.
Fuck. It felt good. The height was too low, so he wanted to lift him up and put him on his lap, but then he wouldn’t be able to stick his lower body to his body.
Even he thought it was a perverted idea, but when he got this hot, Mu-hae was inevitably drawn into his desires.
He didn’t plan to grope him while packing here. His penis was going crazy because he hadn’t touched him for a while.
In the end, his big, rough hands groped towards Joo-oh’s front. The perfectly shaped lean muscles trembled and filled his hand.
Kkuk, as if he had been waiting for it, a small protrusion was pressed between his fingers. The moment he recognized the core of the flesh, Mu-hae frowned as much as he could and gritted his teeth.
“Huuu……”
Joo-oh shrugged his shoulders and let out a sigh without a smile. He just chased the thrilling sensation and pressed his waist hard against the other person’s lower body.
The sound of his heart, which was beating even faster, was transmitted to his palm as if it were vibrating.