By Zephyria 
It was a life that had been messed up from the very first button anyway. It was so far back in the past that he didn’t know how far back he had to go. The path Tae-hwon walked was always a rough thorny path, and at the end of the path was always a cliff. He was grateful that he could at least decorate the end beautifully with Kwon Rae-i.
‘I won’t say goodbye, though.’
Why does time fly so fast when you’re facing the end?
There were definitely three days left until Han-seon came, but the days passed like flowing water, without him even knowing what he had been doing. Just as the flowing river does not heed human regrets and flows relentlessly, the last peace before parting also passed in that way.
And Tae-hwon just acted as usual.
As if nothing had changed. As if nothing would change. He kissed Kwon Rae-i deeply, prepared a meal and ate together, and mixed their bodies mindlessly.
When he was engrossed in physical relations until he was exhausted, the world seemed to turn white and all problems seemed to be erased. At the moment he touched bodies with him, everything else faded away, and it seemed like only Kwon Rae-i and Woo Tae-hwon were left. Pure white Kwon Rae-i and pitch-black Woo Tae-hwon. Just the two of them.
He could forget the fact that they had conflicting feelings, and the fact that he would soon have to leave him. Regret, or perhaps sadness. Those sticky and gloomy feelings seemed to evaporate completely in the fierce heat and felt irrelevant.
Kwon Rae-i was Kwon Rae-i. Woo Tae-hwon was Woo Tae-hwon.
It seemed like the two of them just existed as each other.
Nothing could disturb them, and it seemed like this was enough.
That’s how three days passed.
Ahead of Tae-hwon’s regular check-up, they did rehabilitation exercises to move his right arm and exchanged trivial small talk. As if today was just another ordinary day among many days.
“Tae-hwon has a mole on the back of his neck.”
Kwon Rae-i chuckled and pointed to the back of Tae-hwon’s neck with his fingertip, and Tae-hwon responded in kind.
“Young Master has unusually sharp fangs.”
Kwon Rae-i exclaimed, “Oh,” and smiled. He touched his fangs with the tip of his tongue as he folded Tae-hwon’s right arm to loosen the joints. Perhaps because he had been doing manual exercises three times a day, every day, Tae-hwon’s arm was now regaining quite a bit of strength.
“Tae-hwon also has moles on the soles of his feet. Two of them, too.”
Kwon Rae-i turned Tae-hwon’s wrist clockwise and glanced at the instep of his foot. Tae-hwon just thought that he must have a lot of moles. Kwon Rae-i didn’t have any moles.
“Young Master has a habit of standing on people’s right side.”
Today, too, he was massaging Tae-hwon’s right arm from his right side. Of course, it could be because the injured arm was the right arm, but even if that wasn’t the case, Kwon Rae-i always occupied Tae-hwon’s right side. Right side at meals. Right side when sitting on the sofa. Right side when walking side by side in the hallway.
“That’s because Tae-hwon can’t hear out of his left ear.”
Kwon Rae-i whispered languidly. As his voice dug deep into his ear, a small realization dawned. He must not have told Kwon Rae-i, so how did he know that? Did the thirty-year-old Woo Tae-hwon tell him? No, it was more likely that Kwon Rae-i had investigated it himself.
“And Tae-hwon has a habit of clenching his jaw often. To the point where he damages all his molars.”
Kwon Rae-i now turned his wrist counterclockwise and kissed Tae-hwon’s lips. Tae-hwon was inwardly surprised again this time. Did he have such a habit?
“Young Master… Young Master has a habit of staring intently at people.”
“Ah. That’s only for Tae-hwon. Tae-hwon is good at enduring pain. He doesn’t show it even when it hurts.”
“Young Master, on the other hand, has a taste for inflicting pain. Although he’s suppressing it.”
“Well, that’s only for Tae-hwon. Tae-hwon likes alcohol, hates cigarettes, and loathes gambling. He secretly likes saving money, even if it’s just a penny or two.”
“Young Master seems to secretly like books. His study is packed with them.”
“That’s because of Tae-hwon. Don’t you remember? Tae-hwon nagged me to study hard. And Tae-hwon likes children. He cherishes all children, from newborns to kindergarteners to students wearing uniforms.”
“…Young Master.”
Tae-hwon moved his lips in vain. Like a thorn stuck in his throat, the words didn’t fall out of his mouth.
Kwon Rae-i intertwined his fingers between Tae-hwon’s fingers and carefully loosened each finger joint. Tae-hwon held hands with him, slowly opened and closed his eyelids, and then pulled out the words he hadn’t been able to say.
“Young Master, you like me.”
Then, Kwon Rae-i smiled brightly with his youthful, fair face, his eyes sparkling, and replied brightly.
“Yes, Tae-hwon.”
Then, it was as if the lights in the bedroom had been turned up four times brighter, and it was dazzling. His smile, which contained only kindness without any doubt, looked noble. Kwon Rae-i sparkled like pure silver, boasting perfect purity without a single impurity. It was radiant.
“I like Tae-hwon.”
As if he was finally acknowledging his feelings, Kwon Rae-i kissed Tae-hwon’s lips again. As their intertwined hands were pulled, he was drawn into his arms. A firm arm wrapped around his waist, and familiar warmth touched him. Kwon Rae-i kissed Tae-hwon without hesitation, shining clear pupils towards Tae-hwon. As if there was nothing but Woo Tae-hwon in those eyes.
“Tae-hwon… Does Tae-hwon like me too?”
“…”
“No, that’s ambiguous. I know that too. But I think you definitely like having sex with me.”
Kwon Rae-i gently sucked on Tae-hwon’s lower lip and continued to kiss him as he continued the conversation. His low voice scratched at Tae-hwon’s parched emotions.
“We still have a long way to go. A very long way, but at least the journey won’t be boring. Right?”
It was a truly sweet and melodious voice. And probably, I’m sure that this voice was only allowed to Woo Tae-hwon. If you recall the commanding tone he used with his doctor, Han-seon, you could guess that.
Tae-hwon obediently opened his mouth and kissed him, mixing his tongue with his. Because he was used to kissing, he didn’t get out of breath so easily anymore. He took breaths through his nose from time to time, matching his breathing with Kwon Rae-i, and carefully sucked and rubbed his tongue. Then, he cupped his cheeks with his hands and slowly let go.
“Young Master. The rehabilitation is over, and it’s time to get dressed.”
Kwon Rae-i chased after Tae-hwon’s lips as if he had lingering feelings. He pecked at him like a bird with its beak and asked.
“Um, just a little later. Let’s keep kissing.”
“Let’s get dressed first. The doctor will be coming for a house call soon.”
Tae-hwon shook his head and pushed him away again. Kwon Rae-i strongly hugged his waist and buried his face in his neck, complaining as if he was very dissatisfied with Tae-hwon retreating.
“If he comes, he comes. I can just tell him to wait.”
“No… Let’s just get dressed and then do it.”
“That’s true, but the atmosphere was good just now. The flow is broken.”
“I think you’re going to take advantage of the flow and pounce on me. Anyway, let’s stop and go to the dressing room.”
Tae-hwon coaxed and persuaded Kwon Rae-i to get out of bed. Kwon Rae-i didn’t let go of Tae-hwon until the end, sticking to him like a turtle’s shell and walking awkwardly. Even so, he constantly complained to Tae-hwon.
“But Tae-hwon, have you ever cared about whether the doctor is coming or not? Since when has the doctor been important? Are you interested in Han-seon?”
Tae-hwon entered the dressing room with Kwon Rae-i hanging on his back and looked for underwear and pants to wear. He took out clothes for Kwon Rae-i to wear as well, but he grumbled even while putting on his clothes. He seemed a little angry.
“Tae-hwon, no, right? It’s not, is it? Han-seon is old. Is it because he’s a doctor? Does he seem smart? Then I’ll just become a doctor too. I’ll study from now on and go to medical school. Will that work?”
“Stop talking nonsense. What medical school? I’m not interested in Han-seon at all.”
“Really? Are you sure you’re not interested? Tae-hwon may not know, but I’m very jealous.”
“No, I think I know even if you don’t tell me. You’re being very unnecessarily jealous right now. Just finish putting on your clothes.”
“It’s not unnecessary. Now that Tae-hwon knows the taste of sex, he can even see men as sexual objects. What if a younger dick, bigger and thicker than me, appears someday? I’m warning you in advance, I’m going to kill all those dickheads before they approach Tae-hwon.”