IPSTDS Chapter 130

Chapter 130

At last, Kangil pulled out his stiff, throbbing cock.

He pressed the tip against the opening that he had already spread with his fingers, and it felt like he might spill right away. Was it because their bodies were so well-matched, or because he loved Nahyuk so much that he was this aroused…?

As promised, Kangil pushed in only the tip of his raging cock.

In his heart, he wanted to push Nahyuk hard—like the day they had first confirmed their feelings for each other—but he couldn’t.

He still remembered all too vividly the sight of Nahyuk coughing up blood, collapsing, hunching over with his chest aching… every moment of his suffering.

If forcing himself recklessly made Nahyuk’s condition worse, nothing could be more miserable. He couldn’t let his lover suffer just because he lost to lust.

Kangil suppressed the blazing desire inside him. He told himself this much was enough—please, let it be enough.

Even so, this wasn’t bad. Each time he thrust upward from below, Nahyuk’s body moved with it, which was a sight he enjoyed.

His flushed, bare body, his smooth penis, the trembling of his form—all of it was visually stimulating. His arousal only grew higher.

Clinging to the last thread of his reason, Kangil moved his body slowly.

When he felt he was about to release, he pulled his cock out from the lightly entered hole.

Grabbing Nahyuk’s hand, he rubbed himself, and soon thin streams of semen spilled out. The messy pattern of it scattered across Nahyuk’s reddened belly looked indecently erotic.

Even after climaxing, his cock didn’t soften much—it stiffened again, lifting its head proudly.

‘Ah… please, calm down.’

Kangil exhaled a hot breath.

Looking down, Nahyuk already seemed drained of all his strength, limp as if his energy had been completely spent. Kangil had no desire to use his exhausted body to sate himself further.

He forced himself to think of the thing he hated most in the world, tormenting himself with the thought. And in his mind appeared Seo Dowoong—barging in without warning, spouting nonsense.

If Seo Dowoong could see Nahyuk right now, covered in his semen, he wouldn’t dare speak such rubbish again.

“Ha…”

His face twisted in anger at the thought of Dowoong bragging about the past. Then Nahyuk’s voice reached him.

“Why? Do you want more?”

“No, that’s enough. My dear, I need to take care of you.”

Kangil gently kissed Nahyuk’s cheek.

“When you’re healthier later, I’ll do everything we couldn’t now. Remember that.”

At those words, a troubled smile spread across Nahyuk’s face.

Even that expression looked unbearably lovely to Kangil.

Since realizing he loved him, his feelings only grew bigger with time—so much he couldn’t control them.

Knowing he loved him made Nahyuk seem even more precious.

And so Kangil whispered the words that had become his habit lately.

“I love you, my dear.”

Now, not saying those words felt like thorns sprouting in his mouth.

* * *

Nahyuk lay on the sofa in the corner of the lab, breathing shallowly.

Though his body was limp like waterlogged cotton, the heat still burning inside him seemed to want more of Kangil.

But now it was truly impossible. Nahyuk didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger.

If they went any further, he might faint. No, he might even die in the act.

Kangil carefully wiped Nahyuk’s body clean and even dressed him in his clothes.

“Our dear’s shirt is all wrinkled. Want me to give you mine?”

“It’s fine. I’m heading home anyway.”

“Let’s leave together. Just lie here and wait a bit. I’ll tidy things up quickly.”

Kangil removed his lab coat and began organizing the desk. Nahyuk, watching his busy back, spoke up.

“I don’t think I can come to your lab anymore.”

“Why? Because today will keep coming to mind?”

“…Yeah.”

“So what? We’ll end up doing it everywhere anyway. Just think of the lab as one of those places.”

“….”

Nahyuk didn’t answer. He didn’t want to know what “everywhere” was supposed to mean.

“I’ll tell you something you’ll like. The new drug I’ve been refining for you is showing greater and greater effect.”

“Really? Suddenly I feel like I could jump right up with energy.”

“Of course. I’m the one making it—of course it has to work.”

It was troublesome how Kangil’s cocky boasting didn’t annoy him. It felt more like his words might actually be true.

Since reading the original story, his hope for life had only grown larger.

Soon, looking ready to leave, Kangil sat beside him and asked.

“When you’re cured completely, what’s the very first thing you want to do?”

Nahyuk thought he looked oddly expectant.

Not wanting to disappoint him, he gave the answer Kangil would like most. Just as Kangil had once done for him.

“Sex?”

Kangil burst into laughter and pulled him into his arms. He seemed to know Nahyuk had said it for his sake.

He held Nahyuk carefully, like something precious, his hand on his back warm and steady.

After his laughter subsided, he whispered softly by his ear.

“I love you. Very much.”

The sweet confession echoed endlessly in Nahyuk’s mind. He felt no regret about visiting Kangil as a surprise, like a gift, because he missed him so much.

* * *

Nahyuk returned home with Kangil. As usual, they ate dinner together, washed up together, and by the time they finished, night had fallen.

While lying in bed and chatting idly, Kangil stepped out to take a call from his family home.

Left alone, Nahyuk’s phone buzzed with a notification.

「‘Even in Ruins, Flowers Bloom’ Episode 86 Uploaded!」

All the elements that had once filled him with dread were gone. With the original Yoon Noah’s death, there was no reason to avoid reading anymore.

So Nahyuk casually opened episode 86.

It began at a point some time after Yoon Noah’s death.

Two years later, the people left behind had almost forgotten him.

They thought of him sometimes, but no longer shed tears for him as before.

Even after two years, Seo Dowoong was thriving. No, it would be more accurate to say he was doing even better than before.

He had achieved such success in business that rumors spread he might become chairman at an unprecedentedly young age.

His relationship with Kim Daon was still strong.

The surprising part was that Kim Daon had left Seo Dowoong’s company to do something else.

He had quit a year earlier, saying secretarial work didn’t suit him. Like Kangil, he had enough confidence in himself to make such a choice.

After resigning, Kim Daon had unexpectedly become a hugely popular cooking content creator on YouTube.

At first, he ran the channel without showing his face, focusing only on cooking. It had begun without much ambition, simply because he loved to cook.

But his cooking was exceptional and full of flair, and his subscriber count grew exponentially.

Then, during a live broadcast, an accident revealed his face. Once that handsome face was made public, his channel’s subscribers skyrocketed.

In just six months, he gained a million subscribers.

「You’ve practically become a celebrity these days. So many people recognize you on the street—you should start covering your face next time.’

Seo Dowoong, on a date at a café with a nice view, grumbled to Kim Daon.

‘Don’t say things like that.’

‘I’m not making it up. I heard entertainment agencies have been contacting you a lot too.’

‘Seo Dowoong, how do you know that?’

Indeed, he had been troubled by multiple agencies reaching out to him. Daon had never once thought about becoming an actor or model.

‘I have my ways of knowing.’

Seo Dowoong smiled leisurely, but his fingers tapped restlessly on the table, betraying his unease.

‘I’m worried. Your charm should be known only to me.’

‘I’m not the type to wander. If I were, I would have long ago, in the past two years.’

‘I’ll be watching.’

Seo Dowoong smiled suggestively and added,

‘Sorry to say this when we’re finally out together, but all I can see are your lips.’

Hearing the meaning-laden words, Kim Daon smiled. He wanted intimacy too.」

And what followed was their passionate intimacy. Nahyuk, as always, skimmed that part with blurred eyes.

Ever since becoming closely connected to the real Kim Daon and Seo Dowoong, he hadn’t been able to examine the novel’s depiction of their romance in detail.

In the novel, after their intimacy, Daon and Dowoong promised each other that no matter what they did or who they became, they would keep loving one another.

For some reason, it felt like the story was tying up loose ends—like an ending.

‘Then what happens to Kangil in the original story?’

The question formed in his mind, and right at the end, a brief passage appeared about him.