By Zephyria 
From around that time, all Lee A-gon could think about was dating Hyung.
His heart fluttered with love for Hyung. He wanted to date him so badly. After all, he could only have sex if they were dating. Even a foolish Lee A-gon had that much common sense.
‘Hyung, how do I date you? What is your ideal type? Do you know the story of Bong-dal the Fool? It’s about a beautiful princess who meets a foolish husband and lives happily, it’s my favorite story. My least favorite is the story of the fairy and the woodcutter. He ran away after having three children.’
‘Did you finish middle school? What do you usually think about men who didn’t finish middle school?’
‘Are you very conservative? Do you believe in virginity before marriage?’
Hyung.
Hyung.
Hae-jun Hyung.
Lee A-gon bowed his head and groaned.
How could he possibly charm such a wonderful man with this ugly face and a primary school education? The thought alone drove him mad.
On Christmas Day, Lee A-gon finally did it. When asked to make a wish, he said he wanted to date Hyung.
The answer was predictable. As Hyung began to speak in a serious voice, “First, Lee A-gon,” he knew what was coming. Lee A-gon burst into tears.
「Dating… dating… means hugging, kissing… sleeping together… We, Hyung… are already doing that for me… We are already… doing it… So why… no? Do you… dislike it? Hyung and I… kiss every day. We hug… We sleep in the same… bed.」
He felt wronged. He was sad. So he threw a tantrum.
「Then why aren’t we dating? Why… no? Is it because… I am too. Ugly… is that it?」
Why do I cry so much? I want to be a handsome man, but tears keep coming.
Hae-jun Hyung, have you never felt this way? Has there been no one who made you want to cry just by looking at them?
If there was, tell me. I’ll kill that person.
Hyung, it’s because of you that I keep crying. I want to beg you to like me. Will you grant it if I pray? Will you like me?
As Lee A-gon cried until his eyes felt like they were melting, Hyung tried in many ways to comfort him.
「’Ugly thing’ was a term of endearment. I’m sorry. I didn’t know you hated it so much. I won’t call you that again.」
「Then… then. Was it… a lie? I’m not… ugly? Am I… pretty?」
Lee A-gon’s eyes were full of anticipation. His heart pounded at the thought that perhaps he looked even slightly attractive in Hyung’s eyes.
But Hyung was terrible at lying. He couldn’t bring himself to tell Lee A-gon he was pretty.
Once again wounded by the cruel truth, Lee A-gon wailed and thought for the first time that he hated Hyung. Bad person. Bad person. I love you, bad person.
After that day, Lee A-gon became inwardly dejected. He knew he had absolutely nothing to appeal to Hyung with.
So he considered sex to be something for the very distant future. Honestly, he doubted if he could even go as far as actual penetrative sex with Hyung.
It was then that Hyung extended his hand. He placed Hyung’s penis against Lee A-gon’s penis and gave him a cock ride.
As their penises touched, assistance energy flowed in like honey. Lee A-gon felt a spiritual catharsis. Hyung was rubbing his penis against mine. The moment he thought that, he ejaculated.
「Are we… dating now?」
Hyung tried to have sex with me. This was an opportunity. His heart pounded. Lee A-gon asked tremblingly,
「I’m still… ugly. But we’re dating… okay? Huh?」
「Yes, let’s date.」
And an unbelievable answer came back.
「Let’s date, Lee A-gon.」
Lee A-gon felt like he was going to faint. He was afraid his head would explode.
Finally, he heard it. Hyung asked him to date… asked him to date him…
What happened afterward was a blur. He lunged at Hyung and consumed his delicious, fruit-juice-like body. He put four fingers into the hole he had desperately coveted and spread it open left and right with force on his knuckles.
Then Hyung shook his head, his face looking like he was about to cry. The moment he saw that, Lee A-gon thought he could die happily.
Hyung’s body would open with great difficulty when Lee A-gon inserted his penis, and then try to hold on, creating friction heat as it withdrew. After repeating this dozens of times, he could feel the inside slightly swelling. It became softer and warmer.
“Mmm, I love you.”
Lee A-gon rubbed himself furiously against Hae-jun’s abdomen with his vigorous thrusts.
“I love you. My lover. Let’s have a child.”
Hyung, lying beneath him, was lost in ecstasy and couldn’t hear anything. Still, Lee A-gon kept repeating, “I love you. Let’s get married. Let’s become a couple and have a child.”
He needed a child. Hyung had said that couples could divorce, but if they had children, they would return to their spouse. And Hyung had also said that if he had children, he would do the same.
To Lee A-gon, Hyung was his life, his god who had saved him from death. Without Hae-jun Hyung, Lee A-gon would have to return to that lonely wilderness.
There, Lee A-gon would spend the rest of his life longing for Hyung and die. He would die of thirst, spitting up blood, calling only Hyung’s name until the very end.
Lee A-gon didn’t want that. Lee A-gon decided he had to have a child with Hyung.
“I love you.”
Lee A-gon whispered as he met the eyes of Hyung, who was struggling to open his eyes beneath him. He had given his soul to this man. The words “kill me if you’re going to abandon me” were not a lie in the slightest.
“Ah, open up.”
Emerald green grapes shone between Lee A-gon’s fingers. He held the plump grape to Hae-jun’s lips, making an “ah” motion.
Hae-jun mechanically opened his mouth. He didn’t even know what he was eating, but he just swallowed.
Snow was falling outside, but the sunlight passing through the window was warm, and the blanket wrapped around him was cozy. He could feel the regular heartbeat from the man holding him from behind.
Warm steam rose from the mug in his hand. The scene surrounding him was as gentle and stable as a painting.
However, this scene did not warm Hae-jun’s heart. Hae-jun put down the mug.
“Let’s stop.”
“Stop what?”
“This. Let’s stop this now.”
Lee A-gon tilted his head as if he didn’t understand.
“Do you dislike grapes?”
“You know what I mean.”
Hae-jun turned to face Lee A-gon. They were both naked. Lee A-gon’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Hae-jun’s chest.
“What do I have to do for you to let me go?”
“Kill me.”
“A-gon…”
“Kill me. That’s the only way.”
Hoo, Hae-jun breathed heavily. They had repeated this conversation about a hundred times. And the conclusion was always the same: none.
“Do you not love me anymore?”
“I love you. But I don’t love you enough to want to have a baby.”
That was the problem. Unfortunately, Hae-jun still loved Lee A-gon. It couldn’t be hidden.
“Then I won’t get you pregnant, so please date me.”
“That’s not possible.”
Hae-jun recalled the horror of his phantom pregnancy. He never wanted to experience it again.
“I’ve forgiven you once. Please forgive me too.”
“I’ll forgive you. But I can’t trust you.”
A single tear rolled down Lee A-gon’s cheek. Hae-jun loved Lee A-gon, but if he had known about Lee A-gon’s abilities from the start, he would never have loved him.
Tears streamed down. Lee A-gon whispered.
“I love you.”
“Yes.”
“Then let’s make a baby now.”
Lee A-gon presented two options: date me, or I’ll never let you go; or make a baby, so I’ll never let you go.
Fingers caressed a nipple. As Hae-jun tried to pull away, their genitals were pressed together. Lee A-gon’s penis was hard and erect. His testicles were firm.
“A-gon. I’m having a hard time. It feels painful because you’re pushing so much.”
“Is it very difficult? Then should I make it release just a little water?”
“That’s not allowed.”
Hae-jun shook his head vehemently. He would never be controlled by Lee A-gon again.
“You know, right? If you control me one more time…”
“I know. That I’ll break up with you and never appear before you again. But it’s okay to release a little water, isn’t it? I just want to make sure you don’t get hurt.”
“No. No.”
“But to make a baby, I have to ejaculate inside you.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Then will you date me?”
“I said no to that too.”
“You say no to this, and no to that. You can’t just live doing only what you want, Hae-jun.”
Lee A-gon scolded him gently, as if Hae-jun were a child whining about not wanting to go to school. Hae-jun glared at Lee A-gon.
“Things you have to do even if you don’t want to are going to school or doing homework, not having a baby or dating you.”
“Hae-jun, you remember what I said?”
Lee A-gon looked touched. Hae-jun’s words were a sarcastic jab at something the elementary school-aged Lee A-gon had told Hae-jun long ago.
“I remember everything you’ve said too. I could publish a book of your words. I remember the expression you had when you said them, and the gestures you made. For example, when you said, ‘If men could get pregnant, if we lived in a world where that happened, then fine. I’ll give birth to your baby.’ You had a look of determination, mixed with a little fear.”
“……”
“And after we decided to date again, you said, ‘Thank you, Lee A-gon. I won’t disappoint you again.’”
“…A-gon.”
“Please date me. If you can’t, then have a baby with me.”
“A-gon.”
“Please don’t abandon me. If you’re going to abandon me, then kill me first.”