HARD 29

Anyway, that was a conversation we finished after mixing our bodies thickly following that strange presentation that day. I have no intention, plan, or heart to date. However, I like Mr. Cha Gyuwon. I do not want to stop here, but if Mr. Cha Gyuwon does not want this state of things, let us stop. At that, Cha Gyuwon made a face like a child who could only choose one between a snack and an attachment doll.

Go Woonha went home that day, and a message came at night. Even from the four characters saying “I will do that,” it felt like he could hear a sulky, pouting voice, so he burst out laughing. It could have been bothersome, but perhaps because it was after he had already seen every single one of Cha Gyuwon’s extremely annoying parts, it did not feel that cumbersome.

“Why.”

— Do you know Simon?

“Simon who? Tell me the last name too. Ah, if possible, the occupation as well.”

— …You know, that guy who used to follow you around. That gloomy bastard.

Regrettably, at that moment, Go Woonha glanced at Cha Gyuwon. There is one more gloomy bastard right here. But he is not Simon, and even if he is gloomy, it is not irritating.

Go Woonha went to the bed and stroked the top of Cha Gyuwon’s bare back with his fingertips. The thick back twitched and jumped. Looking at it, the irezumi on his back looked quite alright. Just as he said, it seemed to have pretty parts. Especially the carp scales.

He poked the carp’s eye with his index and middle fingers as he dragged out his words.

“I feel like I might remember, and I feel like I might not.”

— The period for the restraining order issued against you is over. So I called to check if he contacted you by any chance, and it is a relief you are in Korea.

“Yeah. I guess so.”

Go Woonha giggled even though he did not really remember. Cha Gyuwon wiggled closer to him and wrapped his arms around his waist. After hesitating, he opened his lips and licked the area between Go Woonha’s firm stomach and flank. After lowering his head to make Cha Gyuwon lift his, he hooked a finger in the corner of his mouth.

Cha Gyuwon was still not good at kissing or fellatio. He kept asking how much his skill had improved and how much fresher he had become, but compared to the worn and weathered Go Woonha, he was not even a novice yet. At the plea to please speak honestly, Go Woonha gave a merciless evaluation every time, and Cha Gyuwon would often get dejected before trying again. Before, since he had bought a whole bunch of bananas again, I made him practice in front of me. It was an interesting sight to watch.

“Anyway, I won’t be going back for a while, so do not worry.”

— Even there, you bastard. Be careful.

Go Woonha let the advice given with a click of the tongue go in one ear and out the other as usual. Go Woonha thought of himself as a very lucky type. He was the kind of person who quickly forgot bad accidents or did not place much meaning on them.

“Then that is it, right? I am hanging up.”

Go Woonha looked down suggestively at Cha Gyuwon, who was licking his finger with all his heart and soul. Ignoring the voice saying “Wait a minute,” he threw the phone, which had ended the call, onto the floor. Then he turned Cha Gyuwon’s large body over and climbed onto his chest.

“Shall I do it, or shall Mr. Cha Gyuwon try it.”

Cha Gyuwon flickered his lips with cheeks that had turned a faint grapefruit color.

“I will try it.”

Go Woonha made a satisfied smile and lowered the waist portion of his elastic pants. Thump, and his well-shaped genitals were revealed. Cha Gyuwon sucked on the bead at the tip of Go Woonha’s genitals, making “mwah” sounds. Letting out a sigh of satisfaction, Go Woonha leaned his upper body back. Then he sought out and gripped Cha Gyuwon’s genitals with his arm.

Before long, the very dark room was filled with rough breathing.

Only the cute glow-in-the-dark stars twinkled on the ceiling.

👟

“The avocado is well-ripened.”

Go Woonha threw the avocado and caught it. Cha Gyuwon spoke while glaring at Go Woonha with a pout.

“Hyung. Please put some clothes on.”

“Why. Since it seems Mr. Gyuwon’s skill has improved a bit, it is a service.”

“It is because I am afraid you will catch a cold…”

“It would be troublesome if I caught a cold. For Mr. Cha Gyuwon.”

Go Woonha teased him suggestively by sliding his hand through the gap in the apron wrapped around Cha Gyuwon’s body to stroke his abs.

Then, suddenly, the thought occurred to him that he was sleeping with this guy too often lately.

It was really frequent. For a week after that presentation, they had been meeting almost every day except for maybe one or two days.

Lost in thought, Go Woonha mindlessly toyed with Cha Gyuwon’s hand. Perhaps thinking it lacked a good grip, he then naturally gripped Cha Gyuwon’s thigh. It felt like a boulder. It was just as his hand was slinking toward the buttocks.

“Hyuuung.”

Cha Gyuwon made a whining sound.

“I am holding a knife, you know…”

“Ah. Right.”

“Please be careful. I do not want to hurt you, hyung…”

“Is that so? I am fine with it.”

Go Woonha, who glanced at the knife, grinned.

“There is something I want to do next time, will you do it for me?”

“…”

Cha Gyuwon looked at him with suspicious eyes. Go Woonha burst out laughing at the gaze that was openly full of distrust and picked up a tomato that Cha Gyuwon had sliced.

“What. I am Mr. Gyuwon’s angel.”

“…”

“Is it okay to look at an angel like that?”

“I am happy I met you here thanks to the fact that you are not in heaven, hyung, but I do not wish for you to go to hell.”

“Hell is fun.”

“…”

“Just kidding. But I won’t ask for anything too scary.”

Couldn’t I just slowly raise the intensity? Go Woonha chewed the tomato while smiling brightly. After eating it as if to show off, he grabbed Cha Gyuwon’s chin, pulled it toward him, and kissed his cheek with a loud “smack” sound. In an instant, Cha Gyuwon’s expression loosened into a silly grin.

“It is a fresh tomato, isn’t it?”

Cha Gyuwon nodded shyly.

Today’s breakfast was a sandwich with guacamole placed on top of well-toasted bread. Go Woonha even ate cilantro very well, so he sprinkled a little bit on. Cha Gyuwon could not eat even a bit of cilantro.

“The bread is fantastic, isn’t it.”

Toasting the bread in the pan was all Go Woonha had done. Cha Gyuwon, who had done all the rest of the work, nodded.

“It was toasted truly perfectly.”

It must be one of two things: either Cha Gyuwon’s resilience is good specifically regarding Go Woonha, or Go Woonha’s bread-toasting skill is truly so good that it cooks and manipulates Cha Gyuwon. The atmosphere full of distrust vanished completely, and Cha Gyuwon’s eyes were filled only with trust.

Realizing that he was meeting this guy too often and that he had even become accustomed to sleeping at his house before he knew it, Go Woonha felt that gaze become a bit burdensome once again. I have not done anything for him, so why does he look at me like that. Go Woonha, with a half-smile, lowered his head and ate the open sandwich.

“What are you doing today?”

“Why. Is there something you want to do?”

“Could we play that game we were playing before again?”

He was talking about the idol nurturing game. It was available in multiplayer, allowed gender selection, and was divided into exploration type, simple nurturing type, or dating simulation depending on the choices. Aside from having good gameplay, it was a minor game that was easily misunderstood and undervalued because of its unfortunately niche design. A so-called “otaku” game.

The one who suggested playing it first was Go Woonha. When he rummaged through the game collection, Cha Gyuwon was restless beside him. Like someone whose collection of bizarre sex toys gathered from all over the world had been discovered. Of course, even if such a thing were to happen, Go Woonha would not even bat an eye.

Cha Gyuwon’s angel had no prejudice. Go Woonha did not call him an otaku or a gloomy otaku bastard, nor did he insult him by finding and shoving an image with broken morals and illegal content in his face while asking if he liked this kind of thing too. He purely enjoyed what looked fun without prejudice, and that time was a kind of therapy for Cha Gyuwon. No, that moment itself was a gift for Cha Gyuwon. Peeling off the layers of doubt that had piled up, making him wonder if he really was that kind of bastard.

“Ah. There is not much left of that, is there. It looked like my character was going to become a Demon King.”

“I think my character will become a Hero. If we keep going, we might be able to unlock the hidden event too. It said that if the two characters become the Demon King and the Hero, they fight.”

“A sibling fight?”

Go Woonha became interested, but after hesitating for a moment, he shook his head.

“Sorry. I should do it next time. Because I have to go to work tomorrow.”

At those words, Cha Gyuwon felt disappointed but resigned himself as if it could not be helped.

Go Woonha was a member of society and went to a proper company, commuting every day. It was impossible to keep him tied down.

“Anyway, I sleep well, perhaps because Mr. Cha Gyuwon’s room is dark. I am thinking of making my house that way too.”

“Ah, n-no.”