By Zephyria 
Eun-ha lightly cleared his throat and finished getting dressed.
“I’m done.”
As if waiting for the signal, the door slid open. Yeon-jun, having confirmed, didn’t look at Eun-ha. He stared somewhere in the room and strode towards the dressing room. Eun-ha found the deliberate avoidance amusing again before lowering his gaze. It went down naturally. The upper body, elegantly sculpted with muscles, was pleasing to the eye.
His body is really beautiful… He thought slowly, his mind still slightly clouded with sleep.
Perhaps sensing the wandering gaze, Yeon-jun slowed his pace and glanced back.
“…Why are you looking?”
“…Am I not allowed to look?”
Eun-ha asked back, puzzled, and the eyes that met his held a subtle light, as if looking at a stranger.
“…It’s not that you’re not, but…”
“……”
“Hyung, you really seem like Hyung….”
Yeon-jun muttered something incomprehensible and disappeared into the dressing room. Eun-ha tilted his head slightly.
Like Hyung…? It wasn’t just like it, it was the truth.
Although he still didn’t particularly want to be called that by that man.
Soon, Yeon-jun emerged from the dressing room wearing an inner tee, a hooded zip-up, and black track pants. He generally wore casual clothes with a loose fit like that, or street style clothes in achromatic colors with a more distinct personality. Judging from what he had seen so far, he seemed to prefer the latter. Eun-ha had often felt that it suited his flamboyant looks.
His hair was also styled, neatly trimmed. Yeon-jun absentmindedly looked over, fiddling with the strands that fell naturally along his eyes. Their eyes met immediately because Eun-ha had been looking first.
Eun-ha, who had been choosing his words until then, started quickly, his face unchanged and indifferent.
“About yesterday….”
“……”
“I’m sorry. I was too drunk.”
“……”
“I caused trouble in many ways. Unintentionally.”
It was a vague apology. Because he remembered almost nothing. The only scenes he could recall were the moment he first encountered the enemy and the instant his wrist was firmly grabbed when he tried to drink more. The rest… if he tried to piece it together, a few scenes vaguely surfaced, but he couldn’t accurately reconstruct what had happened. It was like trying to recall a distant past from 20 years ago.
He had no memory after the convenience store at all.
So he had no choice but to offer a comprehensive apology.
Eun-ha’s alcohol tolerance was two bottles of soju at a normal pace. Yesterday, he had downed it all at once without any snacks, so it was natural for his fuse to blow in an instant.
It wasn’t an accident. It was just a day he wanted to get drunk for a change. However, the fact that that man happened to roll into his path while he was drunk might have been an accident from today’s perspective.
And it was probably luck for him. How defenseless and vulnerable he must have looked to the man who found him by chance.
It was an easily predictable scenario. The man would have gently accepted him as he staggered, then taken him home, and the sexual tension would have flowed naturally… He wouldn’t have particularly resisted. He didn’t have any chastity when he was sober, so it wouldn’t suddenly appear just because he was drunk.
He might have even made the first move.
“…It’s been a really long time since I’ve been drunk to the point of losing consciousness. I’m not usually like that… Yesterday, I deliberately didn’t control my alcohol intake.”
“……”
“Something personally unpleasant happened.”
“The thing about fighting with your sex partner and breaking up.”
Eun-ha closed his mouth at the blunt words. He dragged out the silence for a moment before swallowing a sigh. He must have said all sorts of things.
“Yes. Well.”
Eun-ha scratched his neck, reluctantly answering.
“Anyway… so I’d appreciate it if you could just think of it as a mistake. What happened yesterday.”
“……”
“Actually, I don’t remember everything completely. I do remember some things, but it’s patchy… and it wasn’t my intention.”
“……”
“So, if you want to be precise, it’s as if it never happened to me.”
He probably knew that they weren’t just discussing drunken behavior. He didn’t tell the truth that he didn’t remember a single thing as a precaution. Such a statement could cause the other person to become stubborn.
Eun-ha, recalling the few crazy guys who had pounced on him, saying they would do it until he remembered, spoke in an emotionless tone. Not in an aggressive way, but in a way that clearly conveyed his firm intention.
“I mean, I hope you don’t attach too much meaning to it.”
It was a statement that drew a line, saying not to even think about using this as leverage in the future, to end the one-night stand cleanly as a one-night stand.
“I’m sorry about that.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about….”
“……”
“I was fine, though. Yesterday.”
“…You were fine.”
Eun-ha almost burst out laughing at the nonchalant and unreserved review. You’re telling me that in this situation? But Yeon-jun’s assessment didn’t end there. “Rather…,” he trailed off, subtly meeting his eyes.
“……It was good, so.”
“……”
“You don’t have to worry too much.”
Eun-ha, momentarily speechless at the blatant feedback, opened and closed his mouth. Was the sex yesterday so satisfying that he didn’t care about anything he said?
He’s so cool. So composed. You can really tell he’s been around… How good could it have been yesterday?
Eun-ha, who had been bewildered by the unexpected and bold answer, decided to relax. It seemed like there would be no more trouble in the future.
Well, he had already guessed that they were compatible in terms of their sex lives.
“That’s a relief then. I’m glad it’s clean.”
“……”
“…You could have just left me there, though.”
He added lightly in a playful tone. It was close to a taunt. In fact, if you had just left me there, we wouldn’t have been able to sleep together.
“How could I do that?”
Yeon-jun, who had been calm all along, widened his eyes slightly. As if he had heard something absurd. Like a very normal person. Eun-ha finally let out a stifled laugh at the reaction that cheerfully countered the underlying thought of ‘How could I miss the chance to have you?’
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because Baek Yeon-jun is funny.”
“……Funny?”
The questioning voice held a hint of doubt. As if he didn’t understand what he found funny.
If it wasn’t meant to be funny, then what was it? Sexual harassment? Eun-ha thought dismissively and got off the bed.
“Yes. I didn’t know, but you’re funny. Baek Yeon-jun.”
His eye level rose sharply. Even so, there was still quite a difference from the man’s.
He had been chilled by the thought that he had caused an accident he didn’t even remember, but fortunately, things were working out well. Feeling much more refreshed, he looked up at Yeon-jun, who met his eyes obediently. The somewhat dazed eyes followed Eun-ha languidly.
Eun-ha gave a simple greeting.
“Separately, thank you for yesterday. I’m really sorry for acting out because of the Drunken behavior.”
As he spoke in a relatively relaxed atmosphere, a subtle smile bloomed in the eyes that were staring down at him. A very faint smile that was barely visible.
“Why are you smiling, though?”
“…Instead of ‘though’.”
“Huh?”
“I just like it when you say my name.”
“……”
“It feels like I’ve gotten closer to Hyung.”
The emotionless eyes were long and deep. And slightly reddish. He sometimes thought. He really does it like breathing….
“Do you want to have breakfast?”
…He was flirting. Constantly, whenever he had the chance. With words, with actions, or with that pretty face.
Eun-ha silently scanned Yeon-jun, who was subtly attacking him with his looks, for a moment. An impression that was sharp to the point of being pointed. Cool eyes. And a calm atmosphere and a personality that seemed deliberately innocent. He still felt that those contrasting elements were like a very harmonious and elaborate mask.
So he suddenly became curious about the night before, which he couldn’t remember. Because people get closest to their true nature on the bed. Because they abandon all pretense and calculation and are only faithful to their raw desires.
He thought that he was a little, just a little, disappointed that he had lost consciousness yesterday.