By Zephyria 
— Don’t keep Jae-gyeom waiting too long, okay? And be careful not to get caught from behind!
With those words, Shin Ji-hye burst into laughter and hung up.
Be careful not to get caught from behind?
At the sudden remark, Yoon Tae-hee blinked and stared blankly at his phone. However, his bewilderment was short-lived; he rubbed his face with his hand and whispered the words in a low voice.
“Magnolia flowers…”
Still rubbing his face, Yoon Tae-hee rested his elbows on the desk and cupped his jaw with both hands, his eyes darting around for a moment.
“….”
Suddenly, he felt a laugh bubbling up. He hadn’t expected Jae-gyeom to see him that way. After being lost in thought for a while, Yoon Tae-hee took a deep breath and adjusted his posture.
First, he had to finish the work he was doing.
Yoon Tae-hee pushed aside his fluttering heart and picked up the documents again.
Time flowed on, and it was soon the dead of night, nearing 2 AM.
While Yoon Tae-hee handled the remaining work, Jae-gyeom visited the study a total of four times between 9 PM and 1 AM.
10 PM….
Knock, knock.
“Are you almost done?”
“Yeah. Why?”
“Nothing. Take your time.”
11 PM….
Knock, knock.
“So we can’t go for a night walk today, right?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Got it. Don’t mind me and just do your work.”
12 AM….
Knock, knock.
“Want me to bring you something to drink?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“Alright. Hurry up and finish.”
1 AM….
Knock, knock.
“I’m feeling peckish, so I’m going to steam some sweet potatoes. Want some?”
“I’m okay.”
“Okay. Don’t overwork yourself.”
And then, 2 AM.
Knock, knock.
When the knocking sound was heard once more, Yoon Tae-hee, who had been staring at his laptop with his chin resting on his hand, unconsciously let out a smile. It was because Jae-gyeom, who visited every hour like a cuckoo clock, was simply adorable.
“Yes~.”
As soon as he answered, the door opened halfway and Jae-gyeom peeked his head in. In that split second, Yoon Tae-hee composed his smiling face back to a calm expression and fixed his gaze on the laptop. He had actually just finished his work, but since he was curious about what the errand would be this time, he pretended to type as if he still had things to do. Thinking that the work wasn’t finished yet, Jae-gyeom spoke.
“How much is left?”
To feign composure, Yoon Tae-hee bit his lip slightly before speaking with a focused expression.
“I think I’ll be done by 3.”
Fooled by Yoon Tae-hee’s brazen acting, Jae-gyeom nodded. I’ll wait one more hour, and if it still doesn’t seem finished by then, I’ll just go to sleep first today. Standing in the doorway, Jae-gyeom crossed his arms.
“Got it. Aren’t you tired?”
“Well… I think I might be, but I also think I’m still okay.”
“Really? Then, you know. When you’re finished with work, if you’re not tired then…”
“Yeah.”
“Let’s have sex.”
In that instant, the muscles in Yoon Tae-hee’s back stiffened. The sound of typing on the keyboard stopped almost simultaneously.
“….”
“….”
A silence fell as if time and space had frozen.
Yoon Tae-hee, who had been staring at the laptop screen, slowly lifted his eyes as if creaking and looked at Jae-gyeom. Their gazes met. Yoon Tae-hee simply stared at Jae-gyeom without a word. He gave no answer, and his expression didn’t change. It was a face that betrayed no emotion. To this, Jae-gyeom spoke with solemn determination.
“I’ll be the bottom.”
At those words, Yoon Tae-hee questioned him, doubting his own ears.
“…What?”
“I said I’ll take it. I’ll be the bottom.”
A deep silence fell once again.
“….”
“….”
Yoon Tae-hee looked down for a moment like someone lost in deep thought, then closed the laptop lid and pushed his chair back at the same time. With the rolling sound of the chair wheels, the distance between Yoon Tae-hee and the desk widened. He took off his glasses and looked at Jae-gyeom with both hands folded on his thighs. Jae-gyeom asked,
“What? You’re not going to work?”
“Yeah. I’m done.”
“You just said you weren’t finished yet.”
“Actually, I lied.”
With those words, Yoon Tae-hee stood up, approached Jae-gyeom standing in the doorway, and stood face-to-face with him.
“Where did you learn words like ‘sex’ and ‘bottom’?”
For a moment, Jae-gyeom felt a prick of guilt, but he played innocent.
“I already knew.”
“Liar.”
“Why does it matter where I learned it? Anyway, I know everything I need to know.”
Holding onto the doorknob, Jae-gyeom spoke with a mature, generous air.
“Anyway, you must be tired, so you can sleep today and we can do it tomorrow when you wake up.”
“….”
“And since I’ll be the bottom, you don’t have to worry.”
“….”
Unable to hold back his laughter, Yoon Tae-hee lowered his head and covered his face.
“Why are you laughing?”
“I thought I’d be the one picking the magnolia flower…”
At the laughter-filled murmur, Jae-gyeom couldn’t help but flinch.
Wait, how does he know I called it a magnolia flower?!
“I got a call from Shin Ji-hye. A little while ago.”
Jae-gyeom felt his insides seethe. He had no idea when she had quickly called Yoon Tae-hee to spill the conversation they had during the day. Feeling embarrassed and ashamed, his face began to flush.
“How much did Shin Ji-hye tell you?”
“Jae-gyeom.”
Instead of answering the question, Yoon Tae-hee cupped Jae-gyeom’s cheeks with his large hands. Then, as if slowly pressing his lips against the corner of Jae-gyeom’s eye, he closed his eyes and asked quietly while maintaining the contact.
“Do you want to have sex with me?”
“….”
The explicit question, mixed with Yoon Tae-hee’s breath, reached the corner of his eye. Between the awkwardness and his racing heart, it was surprisingly difficult to give an immediate answer. Nevertheless, Jae-gyeom nodded honestly.
“Yeah.”
Yoon Tae-hee asked again, as if he couldn’t believe it.
“Really?”
“Of course. I’m a man too.”
“So, do you want to fuck me?”
Yoon Tae-hee asked gently.
Honestly, Yoon Tae-hee didn’t care which side he was on. He intended to do whatever Jae-gyeom wanted.
“….”
Jae-gyeom was momentarily speechless at the choice of blunt, vulgar words that contrasted so sharply with the tender voice. Above all, the movement of the lips and the breath he felt against the corner of his eye every time Yoon Tae-hee spoke were ticklish. An unknown, taut tension flowed between them. Suddenly, he felt heat rushing to the tips of his ears.
“Honestly, I’m not sure.”
“Then? Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Honestly, I’m not sure about that either. But I hope you don’t get hurt.”
Yoon Tae-hee was silent for a moment.
He simply pulled his lips away slowly and looked at Jae-gyeom’s face as if it were something fascinating, then tilted his head and buried his face in the crook of Jae-gyeom’s neck. Yoon Tae-hee took a deep breath. Jae-gyeom’s scent filled him to the depths of his chest. Hugging Yoon Tae-hee back, Jae-gyeom asked hesitantly,
“Then what about you? What do you want to do…?”
“…Me?”
Strong, firm arms wrapped around Jae-gyeom’s lower back.
“I want to fuck you. So filthily and dirtily that you’ll be shocked and try to run away… I want to fuck you mindlessly, like a dog. I want to stir, thrust, and fuck you until you’re worn out in the deepest place. I want to devour you from head to toe, and suck up everything you leak—whether it’s tears, sweat, or cum…”
As he spoke, Yoon Tae-hee hugged Jae-gyeom tightly, leaving no gap. Before he knew it, something that had swollen bulkily pressed and rubbed firmly against Jae-gyeom’s crotch. Jae-gyeom read a surging, intense desire emanating from Yoon Tae-hee. It was something so powerful and tightly suppressed that Jae-gyeom was inwardly flustered.
“Th-then… why haven’t you done it until now?”
“What?”
“Why did you leave me alone and not do it like that?”
It was a question of pure curiosity.
Yoon Tae-hee had been harboring a raw desire that contradicted the understated image he had shown so far. Jae-gyeom wondered why he had said nothing and made him pine and wait.
Then, Yoon Tae-hee slowly lifted his head and spoke, looking at him with clear eyes.
“Because then, you’d think about me more.”
“…What?”
“You weren’t the one waiting. I was the one waiting.”
If I say nothing and do nothing, you’ll keep thinking about me.
“I wanted you to want me as much as I want you.”
“….”
“I wanted you to keep thinking about me, over and over.”
“….”
Jae-gyeom suddenly felt his heart thumping and his blood running hot.
Why hadn’t he noticed sooner?
Yoon Tae-hee had been craving something with his entire body, like a man dying of thirst.
When he realized that the ‘something’ was himself, Jae-gyeom felt a thrill he had never experienced in his life.
“Jae-gyeom.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want to pick the magnolia flower?”
“I don’t have a hobby of eating flowers like some people.”
With those words, a deep, deep kiss began.