By Zephyria 
Yoon Tae-hee closed his eyes tightly and slowly steadied his breathing.
“I love this so much.”
Every now and then, Yoon Tae-hee would talk to himself like this.
“I really, really love this.”
Whether he was folding laundry or doing the dishes, the words would slip out as if he were possessed, without him even realizing it. It was an unconscious act of worship toward his fulfilling daily life. Sometimes, he felt as if he might burst into tears.
Yoon Tae-hee hoped that days like these would last forever.
He sometimes found it unbelievable that the rice he cooked became your blood and flesh, and that you lived within the space he had nurtured and created. Your day began in his arms, and your day ended in his arms. Yoon Tae-hee could hardly bear how much he loved the sensation of Jae-gyeom’s days being filled entirely with him.
Yoon Tae-hee thought as he brushed back the hair of the sleeping Jae-gyeom in his arms.
Ah, I hope every day for the rest of my life is just like today.
I hope everyone is happy.
Saturday.
Since it was the weekend and they didn’t have to go to the academy, the two of them slept in for the first time in a while without an alarm.
Jae-gyeom was the first to wake up.
Waking from sleep, Jae-gyeom blinked and yawned. Looking down beside him, he saw that although the sun was already high in the sky, Yoon Tae-hee was still fast asleep, clutching one of Jae-gyeom’s arms tightly in his embrace.
Knowing how much this guy loved his morning sleep, Jae-gyeom felt a renewed sense of pity and pride that Tae-hee woke up early every single weekday just to take care of (?) him. Jae-gyeom carefully lifted himself up so as not to wake Yoon Tae-hee.
Since he had woken up before Yoon Tae-hee for once, he decided to try preparing breakfast with his own hands today. After spending quite a while preparing the meal with clattering sounds, Jae-gyeom went up to the second floor to wake Yoon Tae-hee.
“Tae-hee. Wake up. Let’s eat.”
Yoon Tae-hee, who sat at the table with messy hair, widened his eyes upon seeing the spread.
“Bibimbap?”
The menu Jae-gyeom had made today was bowl bibimbap. Normally, he would have undoubtedly made soy sauce egg rice, but for some reason, he wanted to eat something else today. However, as someone with no talent for cooking, Jae-gyeom didn’t have many options. After pondering what to make, he chose bibimbap. Even though it was just a matter of throwing in all the side dishes from the fridge and mixing them with a spoonful of gochujang, it looked quite appetizing.
Looking down at the table, Yoon Tae-hee asked curiously.
“Why aren’t you eating soy sauce egg rice today?”
“I’ve eaten it so often that I think I’m done with it for now.”
At that moment, Yoon Tae-hee’s hand, which was lifting a water glass, paused.
“…….”
After a moment of silence, Yoon Tae-hee seemed to give a faint, silent smile and murmured as if talking to himself.
“You’re tired of it.”
“Maybe? I guess I might be.”
At Jae-gyeom’s nonchalant affirmation, Yoon Tae-hee nodded.
“I see.”
After finishing their brunch, the two of them headed out together.
On weekdays, they had no leisure time because they had to study and go to the academy every morning, but on the weekends when the academy was closed, they went out and enjoyed dates. They would go for drives to the outskirts or visit famous restaurants.
Today was the day they decided to have a movie theater date.
It was their first time coming to a cinema together. Moreover, the movie they were going to see today was a work Yoon Tae-hee had been looking forward to even before its release. Perhaps that was why Yoon Tae-hee seemed to be in a great mood all the way to the theater. Since there was no traffic, they arrived with time to spare before the movie started, so they decided to stay at a cafe for a while.
Entering the cafe, the two stood in front of the counter and looked up at the menu.
At some point, the menu Jae-gyeom drank at cafes had always been the same. It was a drink commonly called a grain latte or a five-grain latte. Knowing Jae-gyeom’s taste well, instead of asking him what he wanted to drink, Yoon Tae-hee ordered for him as usual from the clerk at the counter.
“One iced five-grain latte and one grapefruit ade, please.”
But today, for some reason, Jae-gyeom interrupted.
“Wait, I want to drink something other than a five-grain latte today.”
As Jae-gyeom intervened, Yoon Tae-hee paused and looked back at him.
“Something else, what?”
“I want an iced americano. Make it weak.”
It was then that Yoon Tae-hee stared at Jae-gyeom with a surprised expression.
“Last time when I went to a cafe with Hyo-mun, I had a weak iced americano, and I liked it because it was savory like scorched rice water. It was refreshing.”
“Then what about the five-grain latte?”
“I’ve had that every day, so it’s not that great anymore. I want to try other things too.”
“Is that so?”
Yoon Tae-hee nodded without saying much.
That was all.
Yet for some reason, from that moment on, Yoon Tae-hee seemed noticeably downcast. He was quiet after the movie, and he drove home in silence. Whether he didn’t like the movie or there was some other reason… Jae-gyeom couldn’t figure it out at all.
After gauging the atmosphere for a while, Jae-gyeom shifted his eyes and spoke tentatively.
“Was the movie boring?”
“No, it was interesting.”
As the conversation was about to cut off, Jae-gyeom asked.
“But are you in a bad mood?”
“…….”
Reading the silent affirmation, Jae-gyeom fell into thought.
Hmm… is it because the ending of the movie was a bit sad?
Scratching his head, Jae-gyeom took Yoon Tae-hee’s hand and asked.
“The ending was a bit sad, wasn’t it?”
Yoon Tae-hee remained silent. Then, after a long while, he replied quietly.
“Yes. Because it was sad.”
When evening came, there was a call from Master Yeohye.
After speaking with the Master for a while, Yoon Tae-hee left, saying he would be out for a bit. He added that he might be late, so if Jae-gyeom was tired, he should go to sleep first. Just as he said, Yoon Tae-hee did not return until after midnight. Jae-gyeom, who had been waiting for him, eventually went to bed first.
It was while Jae-gyeom was deep in sleep.
Suddenly, in his slumber, he felt a hand stroking his cheek.
Jae-gyeom opened his eyes blearily. When he opened them, he saw Yoon Tae-hee sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at him. Since he must have just returned home, he was still wearing the clothes he had worn to meet the Master. He was neatly dressed in a crisp dress shirt and suit trousers, and his tie was not yet undone.
“When did you… come back…?”
Jae-gyeom asked in a half-asleep voice.
“Just now.”
“Did it go well…?”
“Yes. Do you want to sleep more?”
“Yeah…….”
With those words, Jae-gyeom tossed and turned, closing his eyes again to try and go back to sleep.
Or rather, he tried to. But in the next moment, Yoon Tae-hee suddenly pulled back the blanket and, without permission, abruptly yanked down Jae-gyeom’s pajama pants. The sudden action instantly cleared the sleep from his head.
“You… what, what are you doing……?”
It was just as Jae-gyeom spoke in confusion.
Yoon Tae-hee immediately leaned his upper body forward and, without hesitation, swallowed Jae-gyeom’s member.
“Ugh!”
In an instant, he was wide awake.
“Wait, wait a second… Hey!”
The inside of the mouth was surprisingly hot. Startled, Jae-gyeom grabbed Yoon Tae-hee’s hair to stop him. When he pushed Yoon Tae-hee away and pulled his face up, Yoon Tae-hee asked with a composed face, “Why?”
“Did you drink?”
“Yes.”
He thought something felt different from usual.
“…….”
“…….”
“Are you drunk?”
“A little.”
Jae-gyeom wondered just how much that ‘little’ was.
Since Yoon Tae-hee didn’t show it well even when drunk, it was hard to gauge exactly how much he had consumed.
Then, while staring silently into Jae-gyeom’s face, Yoon Tae-hee suddenly tilted his head and gave a long, slow lick up Jae-gyeom’s neck. Then, he kissed him deeply, almost as if he were biting the nape of his neck.
“Jae-gyeom.”
As Jae-gyeom let out a moan while grabbing both of Yoon Tae-hee’s shoulders.
“Gyeom-ah….”
Calling him in a slower, more slurred tone than usual, Yoon Tae-hee spoke again.
“Hyung…….”
It seemed the drunken Yoon Tae-hee had lost all restraint.
“Geez, you…!”
This guy. He can’t even drink, and yet he suddenly shows up completely wasted.
However, for some reason, Jae-gyeom felt an oddly rising excitement.
Yoon Tae-hee ripped off his tie with one hand and, with the other, flicked up the hem of the t-shirt Jae-gyeom was wearing. His bare upper body was exposed in an instant. He immediately lowered his lips and began to suck on Jae-gyeom’s chest without permission. With a heated breath, Jae-gyeom hugged Yoon Tae-hee’s head and arched his neck back.
“Ah…….”
Perhaps because he was drunk, Yoon Tae-hee’s body felt hotter than usual.
The hot body temperature felt through a single layer of shirt, the sensual scent of perfume that seemed to seep deeply and cling to the skin, the hand movements that were strangely more aggressive than usual, the strength of his powerful arms, the outline of firm muscles felt in his grip…….
Without realizing it, Jae-gyeom clung tightly to Yoon Tae-hee as if hanging on.
The excitement gathered between his thighs, causing his legs to close instinctively. Then, Yoon Tae-hee used force to push Jae-gyeom’s legs wide open and positioned himself in between. He pressed his body close in an instant and pulled the hand that had been hugging Jae-gyeom’s lower back. As a result, their lower bodies pressed together without a gap, and Jae-gyeom could feel Yoon Tae-hee’s hardness swelling beneath the suit trousers.
The moment something hard touched beneath his buttocks, Jae-gyeom felt an explosive surge of excitement.
With Jae-gyeom’s nipple in his mouth, Yoon Tae-hee urgently undid the belt of the trousers with both hands. As soon as the buckle opened, the member that had been swelling inside the drawers revealed its outline. Yoon Tae-hee’s member was fully erect, as if it were about to pop out. Then, Yoon Tae-hee yanked open his shirt as if tearing it.
Buttons popped off one after another.