BOW Chapter 5 (Part 3)
by Brie“Hnng…”
The ropes cut painfully into his skin as they rubbed together, but slowing down wasn’t an option.
Snap.
The rope around his wrists broke first. Once his hands were free, Suhyeong immediately untied the rope around his ankles and got to his feet. A wave of dizziness hit him hard, making him stagger. Definitely the aftereffect of that blow to the head.
“Whew…”
Holding onto the wall, he took slow steps around the room. His eyes gradually adjusted, allowing him to make out shapes in the darkness. Avoiding the piles of junk in the corner, he soon found the door. A faint light leaked through the crack beneath it.
He tried the handle, but it was locked. The door was made of thin wooden panels, he could probably break it with force. But instead, he went back to where he had been tied up and sat down again.
He retied the rope around Jiyeon’s wrists and ankles, but loosely enough for Jiyeon to free himself quickly. Then he tied his own hands and feet again in the same trick way.
The reason was simple: he could hear the men talking outside. Without a weapon, charging out blindly would get him killed. They hadn’t killed him and Jiyeon immediately, meaning they wanted something. So Suhyeong intended to pretend cooperation, wait, and look for a chance to escape.
Creak.
As he expected, before long the thin wooden door opened and the two men stepped inside. As expected, it was the Park brothers, Park Jongseo and Park Myungsik. They carried candles, likely because there was no power in the storage room.
“Oh, awake already.”
Lit by the flickering red candlelight, Park Jongseo sneered. Before dealing with him, Suhyeong checked Jiyeon’s condition first, no major external injuries, thankfully.
“Hey, office boy. Spare us a little attention too, will ya?”
“Ugh!”
Putting the candle down on a shelf, Park Jongseo kicked Suhyeong in the shoulder. Then he crouched and grabbed Suhyeong’s chin.
“There wasn’t a damn thing to eat in your backpack. But my brother swears he saw something. Myungsik, you said you saw something, right?”
“Yeah. Those bastards’ bags were full of food.”
Ah. So that was it.
He remembered how Park Myungsik had seen the food inside the backpack when they barged into the motel room, drunk. That explained what they wanted.
Food, the most important thing for survival.
That was why they attacked him and Jiyeon.
“You couldn’t have eaten it all already. Where’d you hide it?”
“With those girls, maybe? Hey, right?”
“….”
Park Myungsik tapped his cheek mockingly, but Suhyeong didn’t say a word.
“Where are the girls?”
“What, this bastard likes the women first?”
“Well hey, wouldn’t hurt to have both, right?”
“Sick bastard. True though.”
Scumbags.
Listening to their disgusting conversation, Suhyeong swallowed back the curses rising in his throat. Honestly, he wanted to crush their skulls more than any mutant’s. But he had to stay still for now.
“I’ll ask again. The girls and the food… where are they?”
“….”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake. Why aren’t you talking? Did your tongue fall out?”
When Suhyeong remained silent, Park Jongseo slapped him repeatedly.
“We don’t want to rough up someone as pretty as you, you know.”
“Hah.”
The statement was absurd enough to make him laugh.
“You little shit! You think this is funny?! You wanna die?!”
Smack!
Triggered by the mockery, Park Jongseo hit him harder. The inside of Suhyeong’s mouth tore, flooding with the taste of iron. His handsome face was getting battered quickly.
He spat the blood onto the floor and met Park Jongseo’s glare. His eyes held no fear, only a defiant challenge. It made Park Jongseo flinch.
“Let the one next to me go first. Then I’ll talk.”
“What?”
“The one next to me. Take him outside. There’s no need to keep two of us here.”
“…….”
“…….”
The brothers exchanged looks. Then they nudged Jiyeon’s limp body with the tip of a shoe. A soft groan escaped Jiyeon.
“You two ain’t plotting something, right?”
“What could I do? No weapons, hands and feet tied.”
With an exasperated expression, Suhyeong stared at them. His calmness was uncanny, most people begged and cried in situations like this. His demeanor unsettled the Park brothers instead.
“If you don’t send him somewhere safe, then I’m not saying a thing. Kill me if you want.”
His unyielding confidence pushed them into a whispered discussion. Their original plan had been simple: extract the location of the food, then toss both tied-up men into a swarm of mutants. But Suhyeong’s attempt to save just one colleague poked at the tiny shred of conscience they still had.
“Well? What’ll it be?”
He urged them impatiently. Park Jongseo glanced at the unconscious Jiyeon and nodded.
“Fine. We’ll dump him outside.”
“Somewhere without mutants.”
Clenching his fists, Suhyeong insisted. He was worried they’d just throw Jiyeon anywhere.
Park Jongseo clicked his tongue.
“Come on, man. You really think we’re saints? We’ll toss him in an empty shop nearby. Satisfied?”
“……”
“Myungsik. Take him to that clothing shop we looted earlier.”
“Damn it. I’m always the one doing the hard work.”
Grumbling, Park Myungsik dragged Jiyeon up. His careless handling of Jiyeon made Suhyeong’s blood boil, but he forced the anger down. Jiyeon’s safety came first.
Once Jiyeon was dragged out like a sack of luggage, only Suhyeong and Park Jongseo remained inside. Suhyeong quietly watched, waiting for the right moment to strike.
“Alright. Pretty boy. Time for you to talk.”
“…Ha.”
At Park Jongseo’s constant sneering, Suhyeong let out a low, dry laugh.
“But tell me something. What are you gonna do if I give you a fake location for the food?”
“What…?”
At the amused tone in Suhyeong’s voice, Park Jongseo blinked slowly. Then he let out a stupid groan, realizing something he hadn’t considered. Meanwhile, Suhyeong slipped free from the loosely tied ropes around his wrists.
“What’s the point of acting like a bastard if you can’t even think straight.”
“H-how did you…?!”
“Your brain’s not working, that’s why.”
Seeing Suhyeong stand up so easily, Jongseo stumbled backward in panic. But he didn’t get far, Suhyeong caught him immediately.
“Sorry, but I’m the kind of bastard whose brain does work.”
“…!”
Thud!
“Aaaagh!”
Suhyeong slammed his fist into Jongseo’s right eye with brutal force. Jongseo collapsed, screaming, unable even to open his eye from the stabbing pain that felt like someone was gouging it out.
“Since you act like you can’t see anything, I figured I’d help make that literal.”
Wearing a beautifully cold smile, Suhyeong grabbed Jongseo by the collar and hauled him upright. It was a smile stunning enough to inspire awe, yet in this moment, it only chilled Jongseo to the bone.
“Ah… ahhh! Spare me! Please! Don’t! Don’t!”
Seeing Suhyeong ready to crush his other eye as well, Jongseo thrashed wildly in terror.
“Myungsik! Myungsik!”
He screamed for his brother, but Myungsik was already gone, having left to dump Jiyeon somewhere outside. There was no one coming to help.
“I-I’m sorry! Okay?! I’m sorry, damn it! We just… we just gotta survive too!”
Jongseo spewed a mixture of apologies and curses, desperate to save himself. At that moment, something flickering in red entered his vision.
The candle flame.
Jiyeon opened his eyes much later.
“Ugh…”
After being struck on the head, the aftereffects hit him hard. Even awake, dizziness and nausea pinned him down for several minutes. It felt just like the day after a company dinner when Team Leader Park had forced drinks on him, he’d been sick all day yet still dragged himself to a client meeting. Park, of course, had taken the day off and never showed up.
“Ugh… My head’s splitting…”
Jiyeon pressed his temples and groaned repeatedly. His head hurt too much to think clearly. Only after sitting down on a nearby chair and taking long breaths did the dizziness ease enough for him to restart his thoughts.
Kim Hyungseok had been badly injured. He and Suhyeong had gone out to find antibiotics. And just as they’d left the pharmacy…
“Ah! Team leader!”
Remembering what happened, Jiyeon looked around in alarm. But strangely, there was no sign of Suhyeong.
“Where even… is this?”
Still unsteady, he scanned his surroundings with growing anxiety. It looked like a women’s clothing shop. Since his memory stopped right after being struck, he had no idea why he was here. The Park brothers must have separated him and Suhyeong on purpose.
He forced himself to stand, wobbling. It seemed safer to return to the café, if he tried searching for Suhyeong now, they might miss each other entirely, and there was a chance of running into mutants. Besides, Jiyeon had almost no energy left to fight anything.
“What time is it now…”
The moment he stepped outside, harsh sunlight hit him, making him wince. Whatever time had passed, the sun was already high. His steps quickened. Wherever Suhyeong was, he would definitely be worried.
Jiyeon hurried back the way they’d come.
“Hah… haah… haah…”
Reaching the café, he pushed the door open while catching his breath.
“Assistant Hong!”
“Why are you so late?! We were about to go out and look for you!”
The moment he entered, Joohee and Sunghwa rushed over, worried. Before answering, Jiyeon checked whether Suhyeong was inside.
“…?”
Instead of Suhyeong, an unfamiliar man and woman sat in front of Hyungseok.
“So where’s Team Leader Yoon? Why did you come back alone?”
Still disoriented, Jiyeon took a moment before answering.
“Something happened, and we got separated. I came back because I figured he’d return here… and, um… who are these people?”
Sensing Jiyeon’s caution, the strangers stood and bowed politely. Their suits and ID badges made them look like office workers.
“We’re from Ijin. We were conducting a search in the area.”
“….”
“We heard you were heading toward our headquarters.”
The woman gave a gentle smile and handed Jiyeon a business card. It really said “Ijin Electronics.” Only then did he notice something outside, a blue van parked right in front of the café. The words “Ijin” were printed on it.
“They even gave Medicine Team Assistant some antibiotics.”
Relieved, Joohee looked visibly brighter.
“So all we have to do now is wait for the team leader, right? That’s great. Honestly, I was worried about how long it’d take to walk all the way there.”
“Ijin opened a few roads so their vehicles can get through.”
Joohee and Sunghwa’s updates made Jiyeon nod slowly. He should have been relieved too, but without Suhyeong, he couldn’t relax. Sitting down on the sofa, he anxiously bit his thumbnail while waiting.
Then Joohee’s eyes widened as she pointed outside.
“Hey… is that a fire?”
“Oh my god. Something’s burning over there. Look at all that smoke.”
Jiyeon stood and looked outside, and froze. Thick black smoke was rising in the distant sky. The direction was unmistakable.
It was where he and Suhyeong had been.
His stomach dropped violently.
“Assistant Hong? What’s wrong?”
Seeing him panic, Sunghwa asked in alarm. But Jiyeon didn’t answer. He ran to the corner, grabbed a weapon, and headed for the door. Everyone stared in confusion.
“I need to go out for a bit.”
“What? Where?!”
“I think I need to go find the team leader.”
“By yourself?! Wait… Assistant Hong!”
Before anyone could stop him, Jiyeon burst out of the café. His heart felt like it was about to crush itself under the fear that something terrible had happened to Suhyeong.
“Team leader! Team Leader Yoon! Where are you?!”
“Khraaaaack! Kyaak!”
“Keh… kehk!”
Jiyeon burst out of the café and retraced the path they had taken before. He knew he shouldn’t make loud noises with mutants around, but the thought of having to find Suhyeong forced his voice out of him. Because of that, mutants spotted him and charged, screaming. But he had no room in his mind to care. He simply stabbed and slashed anything that came at him as he ran toward the rising smoke.
“Team leader! Where are you! Move, damn it!”
“Krraaaek!”
He even swore as he rammed the sharpened blade into the skull of a mutant clinging to him. He didn’t know how long he had been running like that.
“Ugh! Kh…”
Thick, acrid smoke washed over his face, making him cough violently. When he looked up, he saw the source of the black smoke. The fire seemed to have started in the first-floor contracting office and had swallowed the entire building.
“Kraaaagh!”
“Kaaaak!”
Mutants were throwing themselves into the blaze like moths, flailing on the ground in agony as the flames consumed them. It looked like a scene straight out of hell.
“Team leader! Team Leader Yoon! Kh, cough, cough!”
Jiyeon tried to get closer to the building, but the smoke and heat were too intense.
“Team leader…”
He stared at the burning structure, his face paler than any corpse. The thought that Suhyeong might be inside made his arms and legs tremble violently. So many things had happened, ever since he killed Manager Park until now, but nothing had terrified him like this.
His mind went blank. His whole body froze, unable to figure out what to do. As he stood there, helpless and hollow, someone staggered out of the building.
“Team leader…?!”
“Uh… urgh…”
Jiyeon sprinted toward the figure, heart slamming in his chest, only to see that it wasn’t Suhyeong.
It was Park Myungsik.
“Ugh… uuuugh…”
Myungsik was trembling uncontrollably, letting out fearful groans, his expression just as vacant as Jiyeon’s. Seeing him pushed Jiyeon over the edge. He lunged forward and grabbed Myungsik by the collar.
“Team leader! Where’s our team leader?!”
“Uh… uhh…”
Jiyeon shook him violently. Myungsik was the only person who might know what happened to Suhyeong, and desperation made Jiyeon rough. But Myungsik, barely conscious, only made strange, broken sounds.
“Where is Yoon Suhyeong?!”
“Dead. He’s dead…”
“…What?”
“He’s dead. Urrgh… everything, burned up, dead.”
“Dead…?”
Jiyeon’s hands went limp, slipping from Myungsik’s collar. His mind went distant, his breath caught in his throat. More than hearing Haseong City might turn into a Black Zone, hearing that Suhyeong was dead made the ground disappear beneath him.
“No… no way. Hic…”
His strength drained, Jiyeon collapsed onto the ground, covering his mouth with trembling hands as he gasped for air. His body refused to accept it. His vision went white as he lowered his head, trying to steady his breathing.
“Urgh… grk…”
Crack. Crack-crack.
Standing before him, Myungsik’s body bent unnaturally as joints cracked loudly. Only then did Jiyeon see the mangled bite wound on the back of his neck.
“Graaah… grrk… ugh…”
“….”
Jiyeon stared blankly at Myungsik as he transformed. Then, with a face hardened to stone, he slowly stood. He walked toward Myungsik, who was losing the last of his sanity.
“Bring him back.”
“Urrgh… grrk…”
Jiyeon glared at Myungsik, who drooled and rolled his eyes upward. If they hadn’t attacked at the pharmacy… if they hadn’t gotten in the way… nothing would have happened to Suhyeong. This was all because of him.
“Bring Yoon Suhyeong back!!”
“Grrrk… grrk!”
Blinded by rage boiling all the way up his spine, Jiyeon screamed and wrapped his hands around Myungsik’s throat. It wasn’t because he’d become a mutant, Jiyeon wanted to kill him as a man. But Myungsik’s skin had already hardened like tree bark. No matter how hard Jiyeon squeezed, he wouldn’t die.
“Damn it!”
“Grk… grrk…”
Jiyeon cursed as he kicked Myungsik’s body. Myungsik collapsed and writhed on the pavement.
“Ugh… it hurts… hurts…”
He wasn’t fully gone yet, he clawed weakly at the asphalt, trying to stand. But he couldn’t. Jiyeon had kicked him hard in the jaw.
“It hurts? You bastard. You think you deserve to say that?”
Thud!
Jiyeon kicked him again and again, fury stripping away all restraint. He didn’t even fully comprehend what he was doing.
He kept kicking until Myungsik’s face was unrecognizable. Only then did Jiyeon stop, heaving breathlessly, biting down on his lip. A hollow wave of despair mixed with rage surged up into his throat.
“Bring him back…”
“Grrk… uuu…”
Jiyeon muttered as he crushed Park Myungsik’s shoulder under his foot. Killing him wouldn’t bring Suhyeong back, but he still wanted some kind of revenge. Then his eyes caught something lying on the ground.
A spear made from a broken mop handle.
He bent down quickly and grabbed it.
“If you can’t bring him back…”
“Uuugh… ggrrrk…”
“Then you can just die too.”
With a face colder than ever before, Jiyeon drove the sharp blade straight down into the crown of Myungsik’s head.
“Kkeuuaaagh! Grrrk, s-save… save me!”
Myungsik writhed with inhuman strength, the blade lodged in his skull. His human consciousness hadn’t fully disappeared yet, but Jiyeon didn’t back down. He stomped on Myungsik’s shoulder again to pin him down and pushed the blade deeper.
“Grk… ugh…”
Blood spilled from the open crown, running down over Myungsik’s entire face. His red-soaked eyes stared up desperately at Jiyeon, then his head dropped lifelessly onto the ground.
He was dead.
“Hic….”
Confirming Myungsik’s death, Jiyeon’s breath broke and he collapsed weakly.
“Uu… hhk… hhuu…”
Only after that useless burst of rage did the tears come. They said Suhyeong was dead. Killing Myungsik wouldn’t bring him back. The realization burned Jiyeon’s throat.
Suhyeong had been the first person to actually look after him, the first person to genuinely like him. Jiyeon had pushed him away because he didn’t know how to handle being loved, but the truth was he hadn’t hated it. Every time Suhyeong thought of him, every time he held his hand, something hollow inside had filled with warmth. When Suhyeong teased him like a mischievous boy, he felt exasperated but still laughed in the end. But now… now he was gone…
“I told you… I told you not to die…”
Jiyeon bit his lip and resented Suhyeong for breaking his promise.
If he’d known this would happen, he would have held his hand tighter.
If he’d known… he would have…
“I would have told you… that I liked you too…”
Regret washed over him, pointless now. His body felt weightless, disconnected from reality. Only the screaming of the mutants burning alive and the choking smoke reminded him this wasn’t a nightmare.
“Hic… hhk… Team leader… hhuu…”
Eventually Jiyeon cried like a child, clutching at his chest as it felt like his heart was tearing apart. Thinking of Suhyeong trapped in the flames made it hard to breathe.
“….”
Jiyeon stared blankly up at the sky. The bright blue above, so clear it contrasted with the dark smoke, filled his vision. The fact that the world remained so normal despite Suhyeong’s death left him hollow. He suddenly remembered how he’d felt nothing when hearing that Deputy Lee from the legal team had turned into a mutant.
That was how it was. Someone’s death, someone’s misery was simply a personal tragedy that only that person had to bear.
“Grk… grrk…”
A mutant spotted Jiyeon sitting helplessly on the ground. It moved sluggishly, half-burned as if it had crawled out of the flames.
“….”
Jiyeon watched it approach with an exhausted face. He had no strength left to run or fight. He didn’t want to die, but he didn’t want to do anything either. He let the weapon slip from his hand and closed his eyes.
“Kraaaah!”
Just as the mutant lunged with its charred body…
“What are you doing? That’s dangerous.”
A familiar voice sounded, followed by the heavy thud of the mutant collapsing to the ground.
“You okay?”
For a second, Jiyeon thought he was hallucinating in the last moments before death. The voice was too clear, too gentle. He didn’t open his eyes, afraid that doing so would make it disappear.
Then something warm brushed the corner of his eye.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Let me see.”
“Nngh…”
Feeling someone’s hand touch his face, Jiyeon slowly opened his eyes.
If he wasn’t imagining things, the man standing in front of him was truly Suhyeong. Alive. Yoon Suhyeong was alive, checking Jiyeon over with a serious expression. The mutant that had attacked Jiyeon lay nearby with its head smashed open.
“Hic…”
Certain it wasn’t a hallucination, Jiyeon threw his arms around Suhyeong’s waist and buried his face in his chest. His heart was beating.
“What’s wrong? Did that bastard do something to you?!”
Surprised by Jiyeon’s strange behavior, Suhyeong grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him back. He was about to ask what was going on…
“Jiyeon, mmph!”
Before he could finish, his breath was stolen away. Jiyeon pressed his lips against Suhyeong’s.
“Mm…”
It was clumsy, frantic, messy. Suhyeong startled and tried to push him off, but Jiyeon clung harder to his waist and deepened the kiss. His body smelled like smoke, which only made Jiyeon’s chest tighten more.
“Haa…”
Running out of breath, Jiyeon pulled back. Immediately, Suhyeong grabbed his hips and yanked him close.
“Damn it, Hong Jiyeon. What’s gotten into you.”
“Please… kiss me. Please… mmph.”
Suhyeong finally gave in to Jiyeon’s desperate pace. One hand cradled Jiyeon’s head as their mouths met again, and his tongue wrapped around Jiyeon’s clumsy one with practiced ease. What Jiyeon had done moments ago was nothing compared to this.
“Hnn…”
Suhyeong’s sharp tongue grazed the soft parts of Jiyeon’s mouth. When it flicked against the roof, Jiyeon’s back arched from the shock. His limp body began to melt, heat pooling low in his abdomen.
“Haa… mm…”
“Aah…”
Their breaths mixed as they panted into each other’s mouths. Jiyeon felt something firm press against his thigh, Suhyeong was just as aroused.
“A-ah… team leader…”
“Haa… Jiyeon.”
Heat rose through both of them like wildfire. Suhyeong glanced around quickly, grabbed Jiyeon’s wrist, and dragged him toward a large SUV abandoned on the road. The driver had fled mid-escape, leaving the back door wide open.
“Ah… nn! Team leader…!”
Suhyeong pushed Jiyeon into the back seat, shut the door, and climbed over him. His gaze, heavy and dark, made a shiver travel down Jiyeon’s spine.
“Haa… I thought… you were dead…”
“Why would I be dead?”
Jiyeon reached up, wrapped his arms around Suhyeong’s neck. Suhyeong bit his earlobe lightly and whispered:
“You told me not to die. So how could I die and leave you?”
“Hngh…!”
Suhyeong’s hand slipped into Jiyeon’s pants. His rough palm slid over his lower belly. Jiyeon’s fine body hair caught between his fingers, sending a tingling sensation across his skin.
“T-team leader… ah…!”
His hand moved lower. Suhyeong wrapped his large fingers around Jiyeon’s erection. The sudden touch on his most sensitive spot made Jiyeon jerk and gasp.
“Is that why you were sitting there crying? Because you thought I died?”
“That’s not…!”
He sounded teasing, like he was messing with a child. Jiyeon wanted to deny it, but with his eyes still red from crying, it was pointless. He ended up nodding faintly, loosening his legs to wrap them tighter around Suhyeong’s waist. His arms tightened too, clinging to him.
“C-can you… touch me more…”
His face was bright red as he whispered it, wanting to feel Suhyeong fully now that he was alive. But instead of jumping on him, Suhyeong froze a moment, looking strangely serious.
“Jiyeon.”
Just moments ago he had been devouring Jiyeon’s mouth, but now his voice was low and weighted.
‘Did I act too shamelessly?’
Panicking, Jiyeon began loosening his legs when…
“You still haven’t answered my confession.”
“Haa… ngh… t-team leader…”
“I want to do this in the right order.”
“Ugh…!”
He said this while rubbing Jiyeon’s tip with his thumb. Jiyeon wasn’t sure what order he meant, but Suhyeong’s face was earnest and flushed with desire.
“Jiyeon, do you… like me?”
“Y-you’re really asking me that while holding me there?!”
Jiyeon’s voice cracked. Of all times, he asked now, while gripping him like that. His face felt like it might explode.
“Answer me. I don’t touch people who don’t like me back.”
“You’re already touching me! Haa… ugh!”
“That’s because you asked me to. Come on. Answer.”
He pressed a kiss to Jiyeon’s temple, his hand still moving between them. He kneaded Jiyeon’s arousal like a childhood toy, intentionally teasing him, making Jiyeon squirm. Then he deliberately scraped the sensitive slit with a nail.
“Hhng…!”
The shock ran through his whole body like lightning. Jiyeon’s arms tightened violently around Suhyeong’s neck.
“Hmm? Jiyeon. Do you like me?”
Annoyed by how smug he was, Jiyeon glared at him through watery eyes. Then he lifted his torso and bit Suhyeong’s lower lip hard. It was nothing more than a sting to Suhyeong.
“Do I look like the kind of shameless person who kisses someone I don’t like?”
At Jiyeon’s crisp words, Suhyeong widened his eyes and looked down at him. Then, like someone had sprinkled stardust across his face, he smiled brightly.
“No. I’m the shameless one. Honestly, even if you said you didn’t like me, I was still going to touch you.”
“A… hngh! Mmph!”
As payback, Suhyeong bit Jiyeon’s lower lip and pushed his tongue into his open mouth. That hot, snake-like tongue invaded Jiyeon’s mouth. Seeing Jiyeon’s tongue just floating awkwardly in midair with nowhere to go, Suhyeong let out a low laugh.
“Stick your tongue out.”
“Huh…?”
Jiyeon hesitantly pushed his tongue forward. Suhyeong immediately cupped Jiyeon’s jaw, pressed their mouths together again, and sucked his tongue like candy. The small bumps on their tongues rubbed together, pulling out a pleasure Jiyeon had never known existed.
“Haa… nnngh.”
Wanting Suhyeong to feel good too, Jiyeon sucked his tongue in return. Their tongues tangled, making sticky, obscene sounds fill the cramped car interior.
“Haah… ngh.”
When the deep kiss finally ended, Suhyeong let out a heated breath and rubbed his lower body against Jiyeon’s groin. Even through clothes, Jiyeon could feel the weight of him, and it was so substantial that it made him jump.
“W-what are you carrying in your pants?”
“Hm? What. Oh, this? You mean my dick?”
“Y-you…!”
Suhyeong casually unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect length, acting like it was no big deal. Jiyeon was struck speechless, both by how casually he did it and by the size of what came out.
“Hoo… Jiyeon. Touch me. I’ll touch you too.”
“W-wait, you’re already touching me… ngh!”
Suhyeong had already freed Jiyeon’s length as well. The cold air made him flinch, but before he could even react, Suhyeong wrapped his fingers around it firmly.
“Jiyeon’s cock is a deep pink.”
“D-don’t look! Why are you observing it like that! Ngh…!”
“Why? Because it’s pretty. That’s why.”
Still staring at Jiyeon’s length like it was fascinating, Suhyeong flicked it lightly with his finger. Embarrassment and a strange thrill washed over Jiyeon, making his hips twitch.
“Mine’s more of a darker red. Look.”
“Oh…”
Reflexively lowering his eyes, Jiyeon gasped. As Suhyeong said, the dark red, club-like length was so heavy it bobbed from its own weight. The sheer size and shape of it, so different from his own, made his mouth go dry. Almost mesmerized, he reached out without thinking and touched it.
“Krrgh.”
At his touch, Suhyeong’s eyebrows knit as he let out a low groan.
“S-sorry, I’m sorry!”
Startled by that sound, Jiyeon snatched his hand away. But Suhyeong caught his wrist and brought it right back.
“No. Keep going. Feels good.”
“….”
Lust flickered in Suhyeong’s eyes as their gazes met. Jiyeon swallowed and cautiously began touching the heavy shaft again. The thick veins bulged under his palm, strangely fascinating.
Even the head was huge. Exaggerating only slightly, it looked almost the size of a baby’s fist. Entranced by this bit of human anatomy he’d never experienced before, Jiyeon explored more boldly. Then something impossible happened, the already massive length grew even bigger in his hand.
“Why is it getting bigger?!”
As Jiyeon panicked, Suhyeong chuckled and pressed a kiss to his neck.
“Because I like you. When someone you like touches you, how could you not get harder?”
Then Suhyeong pressed his own length right up against Jiyeon’s. He guided Jiyeon’s hand away.
“I’m going to rub mine against yours now. You can let go.”
“What?”
The crude words delivered in such a casual tone made Jiyeon question his own ears.
‘Did he really just say that?’
Seeing Jiyeon didn’t fully understand, Suhyeong wrapped one hand around both lengths together and gave a small grind of his hips.
“So like this… my dick on top of your pink one, and… mmph.”
“I get it! I get it!”
Before he could finish that shameless sentence, Jiyeon slapped a hand over his mouth. And the hand had just been touching their cocks too, yet all Suhyeong did was laugh.
“I’m gonna move.”
“Ah… wait, hold on…!”
Suhyeong didn’t wait. He began moving his hips in earnest. Their shafts rubbed roughly together, skin against skin. Even though it was the same part of the body, the huge contrast in size and color made the sight unbelievably obscene.
“Haa… ngh… aah…”
“Krrgh.”
Like he was thrusting into something, Suhyeong moved fast. His thick length slapped up to Jiyeon’s navel, making Jiyeon bite his lip.
“W-wait, team leader… wait… ah, it hurts!”
“Hngh… Jiyeon… ah.”
“I said it hurts!”
Jiyeon hit Suhyeong’s shoulder in pain. Without any lubrication, the friction stung. Seeing Jiyeon’s eyes redden, Suhyeong finally snapped out of it and lifted his hips immediately.
“Sorry. Did it hurt a lot?”
“….”
Flustered, he checked Jiyeon’s reddened length, clearly panicked. That rare expression made Jiyeon shiver with unexpected excitement.
“If you move slowly… I think it’ll be okay…”
Jiyeon hooked an arm around his shoulder and whispered into his ear. It hurt, but he didn’t want things to end anticlimactically.
“Fuck…”
Suhyeong muttered lowly and straightened. Then he glanced down at his own swollen length. Jiyeon just lay beneath him, watching.
“Next time I’ll raid a convenience store and stock up on condoms and lube. But today… this’ll have to do.”
“…?!”
Suhyeong spit onto the head of his own cock. The clear fluid dripped down the shaft, coating it.
Maybe because he was so handsome, something that should’ve been dirty somehow looked divine.
“Haa…”
Exhaling deeply, he pulled Jiyeon up from the seat. Then he settled Jiyeon onto his thigh, facing him.
“This time we’ll both touch.”
He gently gripped both of their shafts together. Jiyeon nodded and placed his hand over his.
Suhyeong’s length felt even hotter than before.
“Just stroke up and down. Like you do when you masturbate.”
“…Okay.”
Feeling like he was getting some strange kind of sex education, Jiyeon’s ears flushed red. Following the instruction, he began moving his hand slowly.
As the two shafts rubbed, precum leaked from their tips and made wet sounds.
“Hngh… ah! Team leader… nngh…”
“Krrh… ah…”
With everything slick, nothing scraped anymore. Instead, waves of pleasure crawled up Jiyeon’s spine. It was technically no different from masturbation, but the pleasure was dozens of times stronger.
“I… I’m gonna come soon… ngh! Ah!”
Jiyeon grabbed Suhyeong’s broad shoulders and rocked his hips. Soon enough, a sharp burst of bliss slammed through his body.
“Haa… hngh…”
His release shot up and landed over both their hands. Not to be outdone, Suhyeong pumped faster and rougher.
“Krrgh…”
A heavy spurt of his climax followed, far stronger than Jiyeon’s, splashing onto the hem of Jiyeon’s padded coat.
“Haa… haa…”
While Jiyeon trembled through the aftershocks, Suhyeong lifted his chin with a hand still smeared with release.
“….”
“….”
Before Jiyeon could react to the touch of it, their gazes locked in the air. And then, without knowing who moved first, they lunged into each other and kissed.
It was a bit rough, but filled with a tender desperation as they confirmed each other’s safety.