HRDT Ch 4

In the first-floor living room, Raewon stared endlessly at the wall clock. Contrary to his confidence, his legs, propped up on the sofa, were trembling nonstop. The signs of anxiety were evident all over his body.

He had already finished bathing and was in a state of full preparation. He had considered spraying perfume, but he stopped, thinking it would look like he had tried too hard to dress up.

“Why is he taking so long to come?”

From the moment the clock’s hands passed 3 PM sharp, Raewon’s impatience was reaching its peak. He had never waited for Choi Taejin’s return before, but today, all his nerves were focused beyond the front door.

Yeo Huido stood in a corner, carefully observing what Jin Raewon was doing. It was extremely suspicious. Why was his face so shiny and radiant, and why was a guy who lazed around at home all dressed up?

The light pink shirt, to Yeo Huido who was an ignoramus in fashion, looked so risqué he wondered if it was women’s clothing. Even his pants were tight, revealing his slender body line without reservation.

“Yeo Huido, where is Choi Taejin now? Has he left work?”

“I wouldn’t know. He’ll be here when it’s time.”

“He usually shows up right on the dot at 3 o’clock!”

“Well, that’s true… but maybe he has something busy to attend to?”

Jin Raewon seemed to think of the big boss as someone who just sat at a desk for show, but in reality, he was a person busier than anyone, with no time to even breathe. He had never seen him resting comfortably before. How great was the Yoorim Construction Strategic Planning Team. It was a place where only the smartest heads were gathered, and the one leading it was their big boss.

And he doesn’t even know that he’s been coming home early lately because of him.

Yeo Huido was about to add an explanation but stopped. He too had grown somewhat accustomed to Jin Raewon, so he had judged it was better to just ignore him consistently rather than mix in unnecessary words.

About 10 more minutes passed. With the sound of presence from outside, the front door opened, and a pair of long, stretched-out legs strode into Raewon’s field of vision.

Yeo Huido immediately ran out and bowed at a 90-degree angle. Choi Taejin received the greeting but said nothing. His emotionless gaze went over Yeo Huido’s bowed back and headed towards the laziest human in this house.

“…”

Raewon faced Choi Taejin in an ambiguous posture, neither comfortably leaning back on the sofa nor sitting with his upper body straight. Feeling like he should acknowledge him somehow, he gave a casual nod of his chin, and his gaze instantly turned cold.

A brief standoff ensued. The one who turned away first was Choi Taejin. Every time he stepped on the stairs, the creaking sound of the wood followed.

Raewon’s gaze also followed him up. Only after confirming that he had completely disappeared from his sight did he abruptly get up from his slumped position. His face looked somewhat determined.

“What’s with that expression?”

What kind of strange thing is he planning to do now. Yeo Huido asked, looking quite suspicious. Raewon ignored the question and kept looking up at the second floor. No, to be precise, it was closer to monitoring Choi Taejin’s movements.

“How do I look right now?”

“You look very suspicious.”

“No, I mean my face. Does it look okay?”

His face is what it is… Yeo Huido mumbled that he was asking something obvious.

But Raewon gained quite a bit of confidence from those words. Although he was a penniless beggar with not a single cent to his name, wasn’t he born with a great face? As long as he was equipped with confidence, there was no man he couldn’t take down.

“Good, I’m ready.”

Then he strode up the stairs and went up to the second floor. Yeo Huido watched him with a dazed face. That looks exactly like a prelude to causing trouble. He snapped out of his daze and quickly chased after him.

Raewon immediately threw open the door to Choi Taejin’s room.

Having just returned from work, he was unbuttoning his shirt halfway. His upper body, covered by a black shirt, was extremely robust and heavy. It was hard to believe that he could exude such an elegant impression with that physique.

Raewon was staring blankly at the chest peeking through the open shirt, so he didn’t notice the gaze directed at his face.

“What is it.”

At the low voice that suddenly came, Raewon’s head lifted. Seeing the utterly cold Choi Taejin, he hurriedly opened his mouth.

“Well… do you have a moment?”

“Knock and come in again.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t act uneducated. Don’t you know it’s polite to knock first before entering someone else’s room?”

As if he were some kind of great saint. Raewon muttered inwardly. His expression was very displeased, but right now, he shouldn’t get on Choi Taejin’s nerves. He closed the door and went out. Do I really have to do this? Raewon briefly suppressed his surging anger outside, then, as if he couldn’t help it, he knocked on the door.

Knock, knock. Knock, knock, knock.

He’s not even answering, this bastard. Raewon blew a puff of air from his mouth and glared fiercely at the unmoving door. Should I kick it? As he was having such wayward thoughts and standing with his weight on one leg, the door finally opened.

Choi Taejin, with his buttons fastened again, revealed his precious face. A standoff ensued with the doorway between them.

“Your business.”

“Ah, well…”

“If you have something to say, say it properly. I hate it when people mumble their words.”

If you’re going to be like that, then don’t stare at me so scarily.

Under the pressing gaze, Raewon’s pupils lost their way and wandered here and there. Don’t be scared, Jin Raewon. Only after steeling his heart could he finally open his mouth.

“I want to get along with you.”

“…”

“If you have time, would you like to have a drink with me?”

An obvious gaze swept over Raewon’s face. In the skin-cutting tension, Raewon fabricated the most refreshing smile he could muster. He was confident that his gently smiling face would be pretty. Nevertheless, the other’s expression was only stiff.

Choi Taejin answered after a long moment.

“What kind of bullshit is this?”

“Bullshit? That’s a bit harsh to hear. Director, how about you try using pretty words and nice words?”

For the first time, a change appeared on the expressionless face. Taejin’s straight eyebrows twitched, and the front of his eyebrows crumpled noticeably.

There was no way a person would turn over a new leaf in a few days. The sweet act in front of him was highly suspicious.

Still, it might not be a bad idea to talk with Jin Raewon at least once. Though he didn’t know how much he would grate on his nerves.

Taejin finished his deliberation and readily opened the door. At the silent gesture to come inside, Raewon seemed a bit flustered and stuttered.

“You want to drink in the room? We’re not… going out?”

“For what.”

Raewon, who had been looking forward to an outing after a long time, entered the room, slightly disappointed.

He didn’t realize it earlier because he was in no state to look around, but Choi Taejin’s room was unexpectedly nice. Wallpaper covered entirely in ink black, antique furniture that matched the mood of the room, and even a large painting in a frame that seemed quite expensive. It all seemed to be his taste.

“You choose.”

Led by his words, he approached the wall. Inside a large display cabinet, whiskeys and wines were packed tightly. There were so many rare collections that it made one wonder if he liked alcohol. This man is also quite a big spender. Raewon meticulously scanned the neatly lined-up bottles while mentally estimating the cost of the alcohol.

“Can I drink this?”

He pointed to the most expensive one among them. Choi Taejin, surprisingly, obediently took out the bottle. It seemed he wasn’t the type to be stingy and petty.

The drinking session, as it was, was modest. The only things set on the table were the whiskey, crystal glasses, and a bottle of water.

Raewon, sinking his body into the soft leather sofa, furtively watched the man sitting across from him. Just seeing him pour a full glass of alcohol made him look like a son from some noble house. A sense of formality was묻어 in his every action, and for a gangster, he didn’t exude a thuggish impression.

Yes, honestly, his face was at least handsome. He was a bit old, but where could you find a man in his mid-thirties who was that well-maintained?

His perfectly structured appearance, at least, could be said to be the most compatible with Jin Raewon’s taste among all the people he had seen so far. He didn’t want to admit it, but that was the truth.

Raewon scanned the other person from head to toe before taking his glass. A glass filled to the brim without even any ice; it was clearly one of two things, a trick to mess with him or he was a serious heavy drinker.

From the lightly swirled glass, the characteristic smoky scent of whiskey rose. Raewon drank the alcohol as if to show off. For all his looks, he was the former chairman’s bloodline, so he had a knack for drinking. Didn’t he usually finish a whole bottle of whiskey with ease as long as his condition was good?

The whiskey, which he hadn’t had in a long time, flowed down, burning his esophagus hotly. Raewon enjoyed the chocolate scent left in his mouth and tilted his head askew. The drink, consumed with Choi Taejin sitting on the wide sofa as a side dish, suited his palate quite well.

“I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to live a wholesome life from now on.”

At his bold words, the corners of his mouth drew a slanted line. Choi Taejin openly snorted and then leaned his upper body back. With his long legs crossed, he looked down at Jin Raewon condescendingly.

“Is this the posture of a wholesome person?”

“Then am I supposed to drink alcohol all stiff? Am I your lackey?”

“It would be one thing if you at least pretended. You talk a good game while acting like that.”

Raewon sipped his alcohol. Tsk, this isn’t the right atmosphere. Thinking he had taken the wrong direction, he straightened his slumped back.

The time of drinking without conversation continued. In the heavy silence, one, two empty glasses piled up, and Raewon’s impatience also grew in volume. Before he knew it, one bottle of alcohol was empty. Perhaps because he had gulped down alcohol he hadn’t had in a long time without any side dishes, the intoxication rose quickly.

“…Hoo.”

A sigh-like sound escaped his lips on its own. Raewon gripped his head, which kept tilting as if a weight was attached, and rubbed his heated face hard.

“If you’re drunk, go to your room.”

“What do you mean drunk… I’m fine.”

Contrary to his thoughts, the tongue in his mouth moved sluggishly. Raewon slapped both his cheeks with his palms to sober up. When he forced his eyes open, he could see the face of Choi Taejin, who was perfectly fine, tilting his glass in front of him.

He was fine, unlike him. In fact, he had drunk more, but not a single strand of his hair was out of place, and even his complexion was the same as when they started.

How do I take that guy down? Raewon blinked his heavy eyelids and sized up the target in front of him.

It would be one thing if their physiques were at least similar, but looking at that huge frame, the thought that he shouldn’t act recklessly came first. Raewon was a person who cherished his own body very much.

His hands are big… and his feet are big… shit, his dick must be fucking huge too.

Judging by conjecture, Choi Taejin was expected to be quite well-endowed. Wouldn’t it be funny if a body like that had a tiny dick? The question was how big…

Raewon recalled the most impressive penis size from his stored memories. Was he American, or German? He couldn’t remember the face, but he was a guy with blond hair, and it was certain that it was fucking huge.

What was it like with that bastard. Ah… it was impossible to put it in, so I just sucked him off. I vividly remember it was so ridiculously big that the corners of my mouth were all torn the next day and I only ate porridge for a few days.

Recalling the monstrous dick, he somehow felt a sting at the corners of his mouth even now, so Raewon lightly wet his lips with his tongue. I’ll see if it’s okay and put it in, and if not, I’ll just finish by sucking him off.

As he was making his own sinister plans, his gaze towards him became unavoidably sticky. Feeling it, Choi Taejin’s eyes also narrowed slightly.

“What are you scheming in that head of yours.”

“Stop being suspicious of people. Have you lived your whole life being backstabbed?”

Raewon opened a new bottle and filled his own empty glass. He also topped off Choi Taejin’s glass and feigned ignorance, resting his chin on his hand. His cheeks were about to be worn out by the sharp gaze. Choi Taejin was a guy who knew how to curse with his eyes.

He even crossed his arms and tilted his head askew. He observed Raewon’s movements more critically than before. The muscles of his expression, the speed at which his eyelids blinked, the trembling of his breath, and the reddish flush. He dissected and picked apart Jin Raewon as if he were an anatomist.

Raewon smiled brightly at him.

I’m confident in my eye-smile, everyone falls head over heels, saying it’s pretty. But what the hell, in front of a man who didn’t even bat an eye, even his polished skills became useless.

Undeterred by this, Raewon lifted his glass. Half of the alcohol he drank in a hurry trickled out of his mouth. Raewon, pretending to wipe his wet neck, unbuttoned one more button of his shirt.

The spilled alcohol had already flowed down his neck and was soaking his chest. As he flapped the shirt sticking to his skin, his nipple, red and ripe like a pomegranate seed, was revealed and hidden repeatedly.

“Director Choi, get me some tissues.”

“…”

“Excuse me, can’t you hear me?”

There has to be some kind of reaction. Raewon, fed up with the other’s indifference, jiggled his left hand in front of Taejin like a creditor who had entrusted him with money.

At that, Taejin let out a long, dry breath. He frowned deeply and then pulled out a handful of tissues from under the table and threw them in Raewon’s face.

“If your fingers aren’t broken, do it yourself.”

“…”

Raewon grabbed the tissues that hit his face and fell. It was the first time in his life he had been treated like this, so he was at a loss for words. What was even more absurd was that he couldn’t refute Choi Taejin’s words.

“It’s because I’m used to others doing it for me.”

“Am I your servant? You still haven’t grasped reality, have you?”

“I’ve grasped reality enough. I’m trying too. I said I wanted to get along.”

Raewon wiped his wet body himself. He balled up the soggy tissues, placed them aside, and then leaned his body against the sofa again as if lying down.

Somehow, it all felt futile. Rather than seducing an opponent who despised him, it might be better to just borrow the courage from the alcohol and say what he wanted to say.

“You know I was raised delicately, right?”

At the words spoken without preamble, Choi Taejin, with his arms crossed, lifted his sharp lower jaw. It seemed he intended to watch and see how far he would go.

Raewon didn’t pay it any mind and poured out the words he had kept inside.

“Actually, I grew up very lonely. That’s why I purposely went out and hung out with friends. But how do you think it feels to be locked up at home like this? It just makes a person more crooked, doesn’t it?”

“…”

“It’s suffocating. I feel like I’m going to die from suffocation. I’ll behave, so can’t you let me at least live my daily life like before?”

“What is the daily life you’re talking about?”

It was a cold tone, but for the first time, Choi Taejin asked for Raewon’s opinion. Raewon carefully met his eyes.

“Hanging out with close friends?”

“It’s surprising that you call trash like that friends.”

“Why are you belittling them, do you even have friends like that?”

Instead of answering, Choi Taejin just slowly pushed the inside of his cheek with his tongue. Raewon was certain that this man had no one he could call a friend. Who would stick to a person like that? That’s why he’s only surrounded by gangsters.

He hadn’t dreamed of going out from the beginning. Originally, demands had a higher chance of being accepted if you made them big and then compromised at a reasonable level. The time had come to slowly bring out his real purpose.

“Alright, then give me a cell phone to play with. I don’t care if it’s a used one.”

“On what grounds should I trust you.”

“Do you think it makes sense for a person to live without a cell phone?”

“Stop whining. It’s a question of whether I’ll allow it even if you act like the tongue in my mouth.”

“What does acting like the tongue in my mouth mean? Are you asking for a kiss?”

Taejin tilted his head back. A sigh that was like a lament burst out. It’s a hassle to even explain. The mumbled words were quiet, but they were clearly heard.

At that, Raewon kicked off the sofa and shot up. His steps were bold as he circled the table and approached the sofa where Choi Taejin was sitting. Without hesitation, he grabbed the back of the sofa and climbed onto his thighs.

“You should have just said so. Don’t worry, that’s my specialty.”

He gently stroked the shoulders that were as firm and broad as the leather sofa. Choi Taejin’s face, with his back straightened, was full of displeasure. The glare he shot was as sharp as a blade, but Raewon ignored it and actively came on to him.

The belly that was touching was already hard. Raewon lightly bobbed his body on the firm thighs as if teasing. His thighs rubbed against his like a rolling wave. A moderate excitement welled up from the warm friction.

“Can’t you give me a cell phone?”

Raewon tilted his head and let out a gentle voice. Still not falling for it? Raewon used all the skills he had to slowly melt the blockhead of a man.

It was around then that his tightly crossed arms were unfastened. Choi Taejin leaned his head back loosely and observed what Raewon was doing. Unlike his relaxed posture, his gaze was still sharp.

“This is all you know how to do.”

“You told me to act like a tongue.”

“This kind of method doesn’t work on me.”

“You won’t know until you try.”

Raewon whispered quietly in his ear and then pressed his lips to Choi Taejin’s long neck. He stamped his lips on the elastic skin, making chok, chook sounds.

There was a strong scent of perfume. It was a mature scent that suited Choi Taejin well. He had set out to seduce him, but perhaps because it had been a while since he had skin-to-skin contact, Raewon was the one who became impatient. Maybe it was because of the pleasant intoxication that had set in.

In any case, he had to admit he was handsome. His dark eyebrows were aesthetically perfect, and his high-bridged nose was a shape that would be hard to create even with money.

And why was his jawline so well-defined? Just licking the border between the sharp bone and his neck made Raewon feel a throbbing below his navel.

The soft lips wandered here and there on Choi Taejin’s firm skin. He pressed his lips wherever he could see and gently wetted them with saliva. Choi Taejin had a slightly warmer body temperature than most people. That was quite discordant. To the point where it made one think, he looks cold, but he was a person after all.

Raewon, who had finished the devoted foreplay, pressed his mouth to his lips, which he had decided was the final destination. No matter how much he pressed and licked the soft flesh, the firmly closed lips would not open. Not only that, Choi Taejin did not move a single finger.

Raewon straightened his face. In front of the face where no excitement could be found, a dry breath escaped him, momentarily flustered.

Raewon lowered his hand and grabbed the heavy presence hidden between his legs. He was briefly surprised by the thicker-than-expected size, but was then successively shocked by the still-flaccid state of the dick. Raewon, as if in disbelief, kneaded what was in his hand.

“…Director Choi, why isn’t this getting hard?”

For the first time, Choi Taejin let out a laugh that was like a real laugh. Even that was only for a moment. He returned to his cold and emotionless face and stared at Raewon. It was a gaze that seemed genuinely bored.

“Doesn’t it occur to you that I’m not turned on by you?”

“That can’t be.”

“Well, it’s good to be full of self-consciousness.”

Choi Taejin swatted away the hand that was fondling his genitals as if it were a nuisance. And then he said, as if making a proclamation.

“You seem to think any Tom, Dick, or Harry would fall for this, but I don’t eat guys with dicks.”

“…Ha.”

Raewon deeply poked his inner molar with the tip of his tongue. Hoo, as he blew out a puff of air, his fine bangs fluttered. To make matters worse, he himself was slightly hard, so his pride was even more hurt. The excitement that had briefly risen plummeted uncontrollably.

He immediately got off his thighs. Raewon returned to his original seat and drank the whiskey like water. Not satisfied with that, he refilled the empty glass and drank again and again.

Choi Taejin was just silently watching Raewon’s actions. He got excited by himself and made a move, and now he was letting off steam, angry by himself. Even considering he was a child, his mood swung from one extreme to another in a matter of seconds. That sight was annoying on one hand, but it was also like looking at a rare creature, so his gaze kept going to him.

“If you have a head, use it. Think about what you need to do to gain my trust.”

“Do I look like a halfwit who lives without thinking?”

“If you had normal thinking skills, you wouldn’t do something like this.”

“Don’t give me that crap about thinking skills. What are you, a workbook teacher?”

“Are you not going to fix your tone?”

Choi Taejin cut him off sharply with a look of considerable annoyance, pointing it out. Raewon just glared with narrowed eyes. He drained the remaining alcohol in one gulp and, as if to make a point, raised his middle finger.

“Teacher, go eat a dick.”

Choi Taejin let out a short, dry laugh. His head tilted back and then returned. The gaze that met him again was indescribably fierce.

Raewon stared back at him without losing. What’s he going to do if he glares at me? Yeo Huido might be scared, but not me. He downed more of the blameless alcohol, trying to quell the anger surging inside him. Of course, far from being subdued, the characteristic fiery kick of the whiskey made his enraged organs boil even more.

As he drank himself to death like that, getting drunk was instantaneous. Before he knew it, Raewon couldn’t control his own body and was swaying this way and that.

Taejin, who had been watching the dead-drunk Raewon for a while, pushed the sofa and stood up. Stretching his long legs, he reached him in just two steps. He grabbed Raewon’s askew lower jaw and straightened it. The small head had no will of its own and was docile in his hand.

“Get up.”

The heavily intoxicated Jin Raewon did not respond. He just let out a groan like “Ughh,” and let his limp limbs hang loose. He was completely out of it, like a person pulled out of a vat of alcohol.

Taejin instinctively went to slap his cheek but slowly curled his open fingers into a fist. The face that fit entirely in one hand was too, too small.

If he hit him with his usual temper, his face wouldn’t be left intact. From the first time he saw him to now, he was a difficult guy to handle, like a piece of glass art.

As his grip on the jaw tightened, Raewon shook his head as if in pain. His long eyelashes trembled. Before long, Raewon’s eyelids fluttered open faintly.

“If you’re going to sleep, go sleep in your room.”

Raewon was pulled up by the strong arm strength. Although he was forced to get up, he was not in his right mind and couldn’t even balance, his legs stumbling. His round forehead bumped into Taejin’s chest with a thud. Then he mumbled with a loosely untied tongue.

“I have to pee… I have to pee.”

“What am I supposed to do with you telling me that. Go to the bathroom.”

“Quickly… Ah, quickly.”

Raewon tapped Taejin’s shoulder with a thud, thud, asking him to take him there. It was a move befitting a high-maintenance young master. Wondering if he had to escort him all the way to the bathroom, Taejin briefly looked up at the empty air and composed his breath.

But since he really did look like he was in a hurry, and thinking a disaster would happen if he left him, he grabbed Raewon by the scruff of his neck and headed to the bathroom attached to one side of the room.

He stood Raewon’s swaying body in front of the toilet. His face, barely able to stand straight, kept tilting, unable to overcome the intoxication. Jin Raewon, with his eyes closed, tried to open his pants.

“This won’t work, heu… It won’t open.”

After fumbling several times, Raewon covered his face and sobbed. As luck would have it, the pants were fastened with buttons, so it wasn’t going as he wished.

Whether Raewon peed himself or not, Taejin didn’t even bat an eye at the disgraceful scene unfolding in front of him. He just kept watching, wondering if this was another trick. Taejin, who had been spending time like that, finally let out a sigh and approached only after seeing Raewon’s tears drip down.

“I’ll open it for you, so hold it in.”

Taejin stood behind him and unbuttoned Raewon’s pants for him. As he pulled the zipper all the way down, the soft underwear-covered center brushed against the side of his finger. Raewon, unable to bear the overwhelming urge to urinate, grabbed Taejin’s wrist tightly.

“Haa, quickly, ugh.”

It seemed Raewon intended to pass off the task of taking out his penis as well. Taejin didn’t mind and pulled down his underwear too. The penis, full of urine, was already stiff with its shaft erect, its urethral opening twitching.

Taejin took out his right hand and grasped Raewon’s trembling penis.

It was the first time in his life he had ever touched a man’s dick. Still, Jin Raewon’s was so pristine that there wasn’t much resistance. It seemed the dick also took after its owner’s appearance.

He aimed the tip of the semi-erect penis at the toilet. As he gently rubbed the soft skin, Raewon couldn’t hold it in and urinated right away. The stream of urine pouring out with a jjo-reu-reuk sound was quite powerful.

A slight shiver of rising relief ran through him, and Raewon leaned his body back and trembled. The vibration was transferred entirely to Taejin. He stared intently at the face that couldn’t open its eyes, as if falling asleep even in this moment. It was dumbfounding and absurd.

He shook the penis to shake off the very last drop. The quickly softened penis fit snugly in his palm. They were all attached the same way, but wondering why the feel was so good, he idly kneaded the shaft of the dick. Jin Raewon, whether Taejin was fondling his penis or not, was just leaning limply, fast asleep.

Suddenly, he felt that his groin was more bare than others’. Taejin lowered his gaze and scanned the area between Raewon’s legs. The pubic hair that should have been there in abundance was nowhere to be seen. A dry laugh escaped him at the sight of the hairless, bare mound.

When he brushed it with his fingertips, the texture was smooth. It seemed to be his constitution, as it was only covered in fine downy hair, not like he had shaved.

“You’re one of a kind.”

Taejin soon wiped the smile off his face and tucked the penis in his hand back into the underwear. After fastening the zipper and buttons of the pants, he cast aside the Jin Raewon who was leaning on his body and walked away to wash his hands first.

He washed thoroughly between his fingers with soap. After rinsing off the foam, he flicked his wet hands and snatched the scruff of Jin Raewon’s neck, who was sitting on the floor.

Raewon, whose upper body was dragged up with a jerk, was carried out on Taejin’s shoulder just like that. As they came out of the room, Yeo Huido, who was waiting in front, ran over in fright.

“Boss, give him to me, I’ll do it!”

Completely ignoring the annoying voice chattering beside him, Taejin walked on, looking only ahead.

It didn’t take long to reach Jin Raewon’s room. As he opened the door and entered, the first thing that came into view was a scene cluttered with all sorts of things. His brows furrowed at once. In the eyes of Taejin, who utterly despised messiness, the room was no different from a pigsty.

“Why is the room in this state?”

“Boss, well… as you know, he has a very free-spirited personality.”

“Tomorrow, when this bastard wakes up, lock him in until he’s finished cleaning the whole room.”

“Yes, sir.”

Yeo Huido stood with his hands politely behind his back. He seemed to be waiting to see if there were any more orders for him.

Taejin looked at him coldly. With a slight nod of his chin to the side, Yeo Huido immediately took a step closer. He grinned, revealing his 자랑거리인 건치.

“Yes, boss. Is there anything else you’d like me to do.”

“Get out.”

“…Yes?”

“I said get out, you bastard. Can’t you take a hint?”

Yeo Huido, still baring his teeth, slowly backed away. As he closed the door tightly, the room became eerily quiet. Only then did Taejin toss the Jin Raewon slung over his shoulder onto the bed.

Jin Raewon, surrounded by a pile of crumpled blankets, was the picture of peace. And yet he babbled on about being suffocated and unable to bear it.

He was about to turn and leave when a piece of clothing that caught on his foot grated on his nerves. Taejin picked up the T-shirt that had come up to his instep and threw it at its owner.

As it hit him squarely in the face, Raewon squirmed and twisted his shoulders. As if he had woken up, he pulled the T-shirt off his face himself and turned over to his side.

“Don’t go.”

“…”

“Let’s sleep together. Sleeping alone… I hate it.”

A hand that stretched out long from the bed grabbed the hem of Taejin’s pants. When he looked down, Raewon’s eyes were half-closed, and he seemed to be in a daze. It was nothing more than the nonsense of a drunkard.

Taejin mercilessly shook off the hand. He could have just left, but for some reason, the pale eyes staring at him held his feet.

How many people did he drag into bed like this? He still hasn’t corrected his bad habits and is acting cheap.

Instead of leaving, he bowed his waist deeply. He let a low voice, as if whispering, flow into Raewon’s ear.

“Jin Raewon, you can’t handle me.”

“…”

“Do you want to wear a diaper with your hole all stretched out?”

Raewon shook his head from side to side. As if sleep was overwhelming him, he buried his head and hugged a pile of blankets instead of a person.

As Raewon’s breathing became slow and even, Taejin slowly straightened his back. He stood there for a long time, with both hands tucked into his pants pockets, looking down at the sleeping Jin Raewon. A bitter taste, as if he had eaten a green apricot, lingered in his mouth.