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    Loves Balance

    Hello everyone, SleepyTime here. Some of you might recognize this novel from Wook’s Teahouse before the whole site was taken down, and yes, I’m the original translator who uploaded this novel there. At first, I’m just going to let this novel gather dust in my drive since I don’t have the time to upload 90++ chapters, but due to some of my readers that still wanted to read this novel, I decided to post it in SoR. Hope you all enjoy it, thank you.

    Slowly, the hand that descended finally touched it. Cha Yugeon was startled and took a step back. Park Haon seemed disappointed as he licked his lips.

    Cha Yugeon was confused. He couldn’t understand what Park Haon was trying to do. Of course, trying to understand someone who was drunk wasn’t a wise thing to do, but he was so perplexed that various thoughts came to mind. However, the very person who made him so confused was laughing cluelessly.

    “…Park Haon.”

    “…I touched it. Take a look, see if it’s back to normal.”

    Haon said with a serious expression, but his drunken eyes didn’t inspire much confidence. Thus, Cha Yugeon couldn’t decide whether to listen to Haon or not.

     So he hesitated, only staring at Haon.

    “Quickly, quickly check.”

    “…Check it here?”

    “Yeah, then I’ll know too.”

    Even in his drunken state, Haon’s logic was oddly compelling. Feeling convinced by Haon’s strange persuasion, Cha Yugeon grabbed his belt and looked at Haon. Haon’s face, looking up at him with a reddened complexion, seemed oddly striking.

    Park Haon had been catching his eye a lot lately. It bothered him strangely, wanting to meet him, even with trivial excuses. Cha Yugeon didn’t know the reason.

    Today, he came out to drink alone because he was frustrated with himself.

    But he didn’t expect to see Haon there. He should have pretended not to notice him, but he couldn’t because he was worried that Haon might collapse any moment.

    “Show it quickly.”

    “Are you crazy…?”

    Park Haon urged him with a flushed face.

    He was already bothered with this whole situation but Haon made the situation even worse.

    Yugeon sighed and scratched his neck. The situation felt odd. Yugeon knew that Haon didn’t mean it that way, but the situation made it seem so.

    “Cha Yugeon…”

    “…Stop urging me.”

    Calling his name while Haon was drunk made him feverish.

    He meant down there.

    Yugeon wondered where it all went wrong. He shouldn’t have pretended to know Park Haon in the first place. No, he shouldn’t have kissed Park Haon. No, he should have refused to become Park Haon’s dedicated partner before that.

    “Show it quickly…”

    “…You asked me to show it.”

    “Yeah, right. I asked you to show it.”

    “So, don’t blame me.”

    “Got it. So, quickly, quickly.”

    Even after hearing a confirmation, Yugeon still hesitated. But soon, he made up his mind. Although Haon was heavily intoxicated, there was little hope, but he had a slight expectation that maybe things had returned to normal.

    Zip.

    The sound of the zipper going down echoed loudly throughout the silent room. Yugeon swallowed hard.

    Haon’s gaze was fixed downward.

    Thinking that Park Haon was watching made the heat even more unbearable.

    Yugeon mentally recited the national anthem, trying to calm himself down.

    “Show it quickly.”

    Just as he paused briefly to sing the national anthem, Haon couldn’t bear it anymore and urged him once more. Yugeon was now truly at a loss.

    “Okay, okay… stop pestering me.”

    “Yeah. Okay.”

    The slightly blurred way he said that made Yugeon even more crazy.

    And somehow, despite the situation, he found Haon strangely cute.

    Yugeon sighed deeply and pulled down his briefs.

    “…”

    “…”

    “…”

    “…”

    A moment of silence passed between the two. It wasn’t long, but to Yugeon, it felt like forever.

    “It’s not there…”

    “It is.”

    Responding to Haon’s disappointed expression, Yugeon replied. In fact, he knew this would happen. He already knew that Haon’s esper ability wouldn’t return suddenly out of nowhere.

    However, Park Haon was so disappointed because he really believed that his ability had returned. His droopy eye making him looked like a wet puppy.

    “Why isn’t it there…”

    “I told you it’s there.”

    “Is it really there?”

    “Yeah, it’s there.”

    Continuing to talk about this topic felt somewhat philosophical, but ignoring the Haon’s word would hurt his pride as a man.

    So Yugeon reassured him several times that he still have it.

    “It’s not there…”

    “This is because of you…! …Haa, never mind. It’s pointless to tell that to a drunk person.”

    Yugeon tried to straighten his clothes out, but his plan was ruined by Haon’s hand blocking him.

    “Can I touch it to see if it’s there?”

    Haon’s hand, seeking an answer, subtly grazed Yugeon’s lower abdomen. His gesture made Yugeon’s face flush and his spine tingle. Countless thoughts raced through his mind.

    “No…?”

    That droopy eye and pouting red lips, Yugeon seemed bewitched by it. Yes, bewitched.

    Either he was drunk from beer he didn’t drink, or this inexplicable atmosphere got into him, or… he was bewitched by Park Haon.

    “…If I can’t touch it.”

    “…”

    “Do you want to try inserting it?”

    Haon grinned and slowly opened his lips.

    * * *

    “Ugh… I feel like… I’m gonna die…”

    Haon groaned even before opening his eyes. Truly, he felt like he was about to die. It was comparable to the time when he almost died on a mission, if not worse. He couldn’t remember how much he had drunk last night.

    Vaguely, he remembered how fun it was to order Soju with a tablet, pressing the order button repeatedly. If he had indeed drunk all the Soju he ordered, his body must be filled with alcohol by now.

    “Ugh… God, the sky… the sky is weird. It’s spinning around… Ugh…”

    Haon muttered to himself, then quickly covered his mouth with his hand as he felt nauseous. He hurriedly got up from his seat and dashed to the bathroom.

    “Ugh…”

    After holding onto the toilet for a while, going through a period of repentance, Haon emerged from the bathroom.

    He still staggered around, struggling with his still not returning consciousness, and saw a figure in the kitchen.

    Despite being drunk, Haon reflexively heightened his guard upon sensing the presence.

    Haon stealthily entered the kitchen, trying to muffle the sound as much as possible. That tall figure was facing the sink, but as soon as he sensed Haon’s presence, he turned around.

    “…Cha Yugeon?”

    “You’re awake?”

    “What are you doing here…”

    He couldn’t understand why Cha Yugeon was in his apartment’s kitchen. Was this hallucination induced by the hangover? Haon rubbed his eyes with both hands. He thought that if he opened his eyes again, Cha Yugeon would disappear, but unfortunately, no such luck.

    Cha Yugeon was still there. He hesitantly extended what he had in his hand to the bewildered Haon.

    “What’s this…?”

    “Water. You drank a lot yesterday.”

    “Oh, right… I drank a lot…”

    Haon couldn’t deny Cha Yugeon’s words. Therefore, he received the water from Cha Yugeon, feeling dazed. He still couldn’t understand why Cha Yugeon was offering him water here, but his survival instinct led Haon to drink the water.

    Haon gulped down the water without a break. As the cool water flowed into his body filled with alcohol, it felt like his mind was enlightened for a split second.

    Of course, the effect of the water wouldn’t last long. But for a moment, he felt somewhat sober.

    Only then did Haon regain enough faculty to think properly. The most curious thing for him was undoubtedly why Cha Yugeon was here. Haon looked at him intently. Cha Yugeon noticed Haon’s gaze and looked back at him.

    “Can I have more drink?”

    “Huh? Uh, sure, that’s fine. Do you have honey?”

    “Oh, yeah, I found some.”

    Haon answered as if enchanted by Cha Yugeon’s natural question. He was also surprised that there was honey in his dorm, Haon was unaware of what was even in his own pantry.

    But now that he thought about it, he vaguely remembered when Siyun complained about not having a honey jar after waking up at Haon’s place after drinking, saying he should buy one next time.

    “But Cha Yugeon.”

    Haon, who had been staring blankly as Yugeon poured the water, called out to him.

    At that, Yugeon glanced at Haon, and Haon seemed to vaguely recall memories from yesterday.

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