By Zephyria 
“Young master!”
Tae-hwon belatedly grabbed his arm to stop him, but the hem of the shirt had already been pulled far up, exposing his bare skin up to his navel and lower chest. He was wearing bandages on his bare body, so one side of his chest was covered, but he felt a strange resistance as if he was showing something he shouldn’t.
As he said, Tae-hwon had taken care of Kwon Rae-i and washed him when he was young, and even went into the bathtub to wash together. He had seen his naked body, so it would be strange to feel awkward now, but he couldn’t just act completely indifferent.
Tae-hwon pulled down the hem of the shirt that had been pulled up. The fabric stretched taut, and an unexpected tug-of-war began.
“Ugh, I said it’s okay. I’ll wash myself.”
“No, you’re doing it again. I told you, if I had other intentions, I would have acted on them already. And I’m the one who put this shirt on you anyway.”
“Really, it’s okay. If you keep doing this when I say it’s okay, it just makes it weird, doesn’t it?”
“What’s weird about it? Isn’t it just that Tae-hwon has become conscious of me? You’re wary because you think I’m a sexual object.”
“If you know that so well, then are you doing this on purpose now!”
“What do you think? What do you think I’m doing this for? You figure it out. I want you to be thinking about me all day long!”
Unfortunately, Kwon Rae-i could use both hands, and Woo Tae-hwon only had one. It was not enough to stop him with only one left hand. The t-shirt hem, which had been stretched for a while, was dragged up, exposing his broad chest muscles and thick rib cage. It seemed to be almost popping out of the clothes.
Tae-hwon grimaced in disgust, and before he could stop him, his head passed through the hole in the t-shirt. The clothes were stuck between the back of his neck and both armpits, making him look even stranger, as if he was wearing a bolero.
“Ha… How did Young Master Rae-i change like this?”
It would be ridiculous to resist any further in this state. Tae-hwon gritted his teeth and sighed deeply, letting Kwon Rae-i undress him as he pleased. Kwon Rae-i reveled in his victory, grabbed Tae-hwon’s wrists, lifted them one by one, and completely removed the t-shirt from his body.
“Hahaha, what is it? Do you miss the old me?”
Kwon Rae-i neatly folded the removed t-shirt and placed it on the shelf, then returned with a towel. He folded it into a small, easy-to-hold size, then soaked it in warm water to make a wet towel.
“You’re stating the obvious. Young master has grown up so much in the blink of an eye, how could I not? …Even if it’s just that I’ve lost my memory.”
Yes. In the end, he had no choice but to give up his back.
Just forget it.
Tae-hwon obediently raised his upper body and exposed his back. Half of his skin was covered in bandages, and the other half was covered in bruises and scars. There were also new wounds, but most of them were old. There were stab wounds, cuts, and cigarette burns. His back showed the hardships of his life.
“Even so, don’t miss me too much.”
Kwon Rae-i placed the wet towel on his back and began to wipe it down carefully from the back of his neck. He persistently wiped the hollow between his shoulder blades, and thoroughly wiped down along his spine to the top of his tailbone.
“The reason Tae-hwon rejects me stems from our past.”
Just like when he washed his hair, he repeatedly did it, as if admiring every muscle fiber of Tae-hwon’s body.
“If I hadn’t met Tae-hwon when I was young, you wouldn’t think of me as the son you raised, we would have had physical relationships without any hesitation, and the age difference… In fact, ten years isn’t impossible for a romantic relationship, right?”
“……”
“I would have fallen in love with Tae-hwon no matter when or where I met you. If that’s the case, it would have been perfect if we hadn’t met when I was so young and met when I was a little older… Tsk, it would have been perfect if we had met at the same age as now.”
“……”
“I hate my younger self because you keep treating me like a child because of the past.”
Kwon Rae-i lowered the wet towel. Then, he lowered his head to Tae-hwon’s back and kissed him. He first kissed the back of his neck, then gently kissed his shoulder blades as he went down his spine.
Tae-hwon couldn’t push him away and just stood there, frozen.
The white boy from his childhood was Tae-hwon’s salvation.
He was light, warmth, and stability.
If it weren’t for Kwon Rae-i, Tae-hwon’s life would have been empty and barren without any meaningful value. It would have been made up only of suffering, hardship, pain, and evil, and would have become a tenacious thicket of thorns that just couldn’t die. The sharp thorns would have pierced and wounded even himself, but he would have continued to live like that.
But Kwon Rae-i was resenting that past.
He wished that they had never met…
‘…’
His heart ached. It stung with a tingling sensation.
He didn’t know why it hurt so much. Since losing his memory and waking up, Tae-hwon was in the most pain now.
It made him wonder if raising children was useless, but at the same time, a strange contradiction took over his mind: what right did he have to still think of Kwon Rae-i as a child when he had killed the young master’s biological father, Chairman Kwon Jung-il, with his own hands?
Because the past and present were in direct conflict, and because Tae-hwon couldn’t catch up with that gap, he felt guilty, wronged, and regretful.
“…I see. I understand for sure that you are different from my ten-year-old Young Master Rae-i. I can no longer treat you like a child.”
“Yes. That’s it. The past me and the present me are different.”
As he whispered, his warm breath touched between his shoulder blades. A faint shiver ran up his spine.
“Look at me more properly.”
“……”
“Be conscious of me. Clearly.”
His heart was beating fast. It was pounding as if it was trying to run away from something. A subtle madness and obsession were smoldering from Kwon Rae-i. He couldn’t see his expression directly because he was turned away, but he could vaguely see him reflected in the mirror in the distance.
He was gripping the bathtub so hard that he looked like he would break it, and his transparent blue-gray eyes were wide and upturned.
“And I only said I would refrain for a while, I never said I would wait forever.”
“……”
“Once some time has passed and Tae-hwon has adjusted to some extent, I’m going to do a lot of things that make you feel good.”
Water droplets dripped from his wet hair. Kwon Rae-i licked the skin along the water that flowed down his neck. Tae-hwon shuddered at the sudden smooth sensation of his tongue.
Transparent water droplets formed on Kwon Rae-i’s red tongue, and he put it in his mouth as if swallowing a jewel. He swallowed the water droplets that Tae-hwon had shed, moving his Adam’s apple up and down, completely deep inside his body.
Then, he supported himself on the bathtub and stood up, handing the wet towel to Tae-hwon.
“Well. Then wash the rest well and come out. I’ll go out first.”
He couldn’t take his eyes off his retreating figure.
Kwon Rae-i’s crotch was bulging. One side of his black training pants was bulging as if it would burst. Last time, he had only caught a glimpse of it in the dark bedroom, but now, in the bright bathroom, the shape was clearly visible. It was a huge size, enough to cover half of his thigh.
‘…That.’
Why is that there?
No, what… what is that?
Tae-hwon, quite shocked, quickly turned his head away. He remained sitting blankly in the tub until Kwon Rae-i left the bathroom. The conversation they had was one thing, but what he had just seen was really…
‘Why is it so big…?’
It wasn’t just any size. It seemed even bigger than Tae-hwon’s. And Tae-hwon’s was already considered quite large.
Tae-hwon dropped the washcloth listlessly and swallowed a hollow laugh. The bathroom was silent, with only the occasional sound of dripping water. He felt a strange emotion that he couldn’t even describe. Kwon Rae-i’s face, his eyes, and his voice kept replaying in his mind. He kept chewing on it.
Like chewing on a very tough piece of meat tendon, he kept chewing, chewing, chewing, but still couldn’t swallow it.
But what was most difficult to digest was his heart.
‘Could it be that the Young Master goes out and does… that again?’
After a long while, Tae-hwon sighed deeply and moved his hand. He wet the washcloth and wiped his arms and the insides of his armpits, letting out heavy sighs repeatedly.
‘Masturbating alone… right now…?’
He didn’t want to think about it, but he couldn’t help but think about it. Tae-hwon slowed his movements with a heavy and complicated heart. He didn’t know how he would handle the awkwardness if he washed up quickly and ran into him.
‘No, maybe I’m worrying too much.’
He might not be doing it. Maybe he just got a Dick hard. Maybe he’ll go out and calm down somehow…
Shit…
Shiiit…!