LCL 11

I ordered from a pasta place near my house through a delivery app. Lim Dae-han still ate a lot. The pasta, pilaf, and salad were all for him, and one pasta was enough for me.

I threw my phone on the couch. I lay down for a while and reached out my hand. I picked up the condom that was prominently placed on the coffee table.

I’ve never seen this in a convenience store before. Lim Dae-han used the largest XXL size available on the market, but it barely fit, and when he put the rubber part in, it cringed like it was going to burst. I tried to find a bigger one, but I was told that I had to buy it overseas, so I bought it in a hurry.

“Damn.”

My pride was hurt by the obvious physical difference, so I threw the box back where it belonged. Of course, I used condoms too. I put them on Lim Dae-han and sometimes used them myself when I didn’t want to make a mess.

Maybe I should buy some condoms in advance before Lim Dae-han comes out. I grabbed my phone that I had tossed aside. I entered the brand of condoms I usually use. I quickly purchased it with the card saved on my phone. A message popped up saying it would arrive in 2-3 days.

Lim Dae-han came out, his footsteps echoing in the hallway. Wearing nothing on his upper body but sweatpants, he brushed his hair with a towel wrapped around his neck.

His hair was longer than in high school, but still short. He roughly dried his hair and put on a T-shirt. Lim Dae-han picked up his phone from the coffee table and looked at the screen.

I sat down next to him, checking my phone. I lifted myself up from my lying position, snuggled up next to him, and touched his body. He was freshly washed and his skin was cold.

I slipped my hand into the sleeve of his T-shirt and caressed his forearm. When I leaned in, he turned his head and kissed my hair. His eyes were still on his phone.

His sharp nostrils dug into my hair, and I glanced up from my shoulder.

“I haven’t showered.”

“Are you telling me to smell you?”

“…Don’t. Really.”

I put my hand up to cover my head. He chuckled and opened the delivery app.

“What do you want to eat?”

“I’ve got your order. I ordered pasta.”

“Did you order from my phone?”

“No, I just used mine.”

“Why? Use this one.”

“It’s fine.”

I didn’t carry only cash anymore like I did as a student. I have a debit card that was also used as a student ID, and my dad gave me a credit card. It was not like I didn’t have money, but he always wanted to buy me things.

I wrapped my arms around the back of his arms to make up for the time we couldn’t spend together at school. Holding his arm, I spread out my palm. Lim Dae-han looked at me silently and then intertwined his fingers with mine.

The force of his grip on the back of my hand pushed my fingers apart. His thick, knobby fingers covered the back of my hand.

“…”

I lifted my chin towards Lim Dae-han. I placed my chin on his shoulder and applied some pressure. Lim Dae-han met my gaze, then shifted his eyes to my lips.

I still like him. Lim Dae-han probably feels the same.

People say the shelf life of love varies, but on average, it’s about two years. Lim Dae-han and I met when we were eighteen, nineteen, and twenty. It’s been three years by calendar, and we’ve been dating for almost two years.

Yet the passion still fuming. It’s not like we held back during the early stages of our relationship. It wasn’t much different from then.

Gulp, I swallowed hard. I still wanted to kiss him, I still wanted to touch him, and I wanted him to do the same, and to a certain extent… he did.

I initiated the kiss. Our upper lips overlapped, and our lower lips joined, fully connecting. We had s3x yesterday, so today was just for kissing.

Lim Dae-han tilted his head, hugging me and pulling me closer. Our lips parted, and hot breaths mingled.

I moved as he guided me. When he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close, I obediently lifted my body. Sitting on his thigh, I wrapped my arms around his head. We shared a deep kiss as I gently stroked his short hair with my fingertips.

Something hard touched my leg. Mine would be the same. Our lips moved as we embraced each other’s desire. When I shifted uncomfortably, he grabbed my bvttocks firmly.

Our lips parted and we brushed the tip of each other’s noses. I whispered against his lips.

“I’m not doing it today.”

“I know. You said we wouldn’t do it two days in a row.”

He stuck out his t0ngue and l!cked my lips. The sensation of his to0ngue slipping between my lips felt so good that I pressed my lips together and sucked. He wrapped his arms around my waist and led me to the couch. He settled between my spread legs. Lim Dae-han crossed his arms in an X and took off his top.

Our lips locked again. I curled my toes inside my socks. My hand slipped under his T-shirt. Roughly, but tenderly. As his hand caressed my n1pple, I let out a low breath. It was more a shallow pain than excitement at first.

“Ugh…, that hurts…”

Lim Dae-han lifted my T-shirt and asked.

“Does it hurt?”

“Yeah….”

“Maybe I sucked them too much.”

The T-shirt was pulled up to my chest. Both of us had kiss marks all over our upper bodies, looking like bruises. Though we only marked places that wouldn’t be seen, our chests, sides, and inner arms were all covered in reddish spots.

My chest was especially bad. My n1pples were red and swollen, looking like they might peel.

“It looks like it hurts.”

“…I said it hurts.”

Lim Dae-han lowered his body again. He carefully licked around my n1pples. Each touch of his t0ngue made me shudder and groan.

The saliva that moistened my are0la was hot. He gently stroked the other one with his thumb. I took his ear in my mouth and sucked on it. I nibbled on the outer rim of his ear. Whispering into his ear, 

“Don’t put it in, seriously.”

“What about svcking it?”

His low voice resonated in my chest. I hugged the top of his head hard. I know I should say no, but it’s not the first time the tables have turned.

No. Really no. Really no.

Despite my resolve, only foolish words escaped my mouth.

“Svcking it is… okay.”

He gave a small laugh. Then he rubbed his lips all over my body. I closed my eyes as his lips brushed against mine like a soft breeze.

Brrring, brrring… The intercom’s ringing broke the moment. It would have been better if it weren’t for the bell ringing from the entrance downstairs. Our gazes simultaneously turned to the Smart Home panel on the wall. Oh no…

Lim Dae-han got up and opened the main door. I pulled down my T-shirt that had ridden up. Time to eat.

Lim Dae-han also prepared to meet the delivery person. He picked up the T-shirt he had dropped on the floor and put it on. We couldn’t greet the delivery person with kiss marks all over our bodies.

Lim Dae-han stood on the front porch, waiting for the delivery man to ring the doorbell. The sight of him leaning against the wall on his hind legs was heartwarming.

“Let’s not order in here for a while. It’s coming too fast.”

Lim Dae-han made a random remark.

As usual, Lim Dae-han ate heartily without any reservations. I still couldn’t believe how well he ate. You’d think I’d be used to it by now, but it still surprises me.

Lim Dae-han would eat two, three bowls of food that others would end up with one bowl. Maybe it was because of the jelly I ate at school, but I got tired of the pasta and left some of it.

“I’m done eating.”

“Leave it.”

“I should’ve given you some beforehand.”

He poked at the more than half-eaten pasta with his chopsticks. He sucked the sauce off the chopsticks once and then placed them on the side plate. Lim Dae-han casually said,

“We already share saliva, so what’s the big deal.”

He scooped up a handful of salad with chopsticks like he was eating kimchi. People often joke that in their family, the dad eats all the leftovers, but in our house, it was Lim Dae-han. Thanks to him, we never had food waste. Maybe that’s a good thing.

“…”

I stared at Lim Dae-han quietly. He was holding chopsticks in one hand and a spoon in the other. Getting ready to eat in earnest, he glanced up at me.

I smiled silently when our eyes met. Since I wasn’t a big eater, it was good that Lim Dae-han ate a lot. But then, he suddenly changed the subject.

I know why. He hates feeling watched.

“Just eat. It’s not going to make me like you any less.”

“…”

“The saddest thing is having to watch someone be self-conscious while they eat.”

We’ve been dating for almost two years, yet he still worries. He eats a surprising amount, but seeing him like this every day, how could I get tired of him?

If I had been put off by his eating habits, it would have happened back in the school cafeteria when we first sat down to eat together. I watched Lim Dae-han eat and then asked,

“Didn’t the seniors invite you to drink on Friday?”

Lim Dae-han’s cheeks bulged with food as he kept chewing. He swallowed roughly and responded.

“Yeah, but I’m not planning to go.”

He reached for the rose pasta I had ordered and scraped it clean with his spoon. He eats well… I almost asked if he wanted me to get him some rice, but I stopped. No matter how much he eats, he wouldn’t mix rice with pasta sauce. Though, if I did get it for him, he would probably eat it happily.

He didn’t gain any weight compared to how much he ate. He already weighed over 100 kilos, but it was all muscle, so he was solid. He looked more like he had a good build rather than being fat.

He’s so tall and strong, so maybe it all goes into strength. When he effortlessly tossed me around, it seemed that way.

I considered eating a bit more but couldn’t fit any more food, so I soothed my mouth with water.

“You can go on Friday.”

Lim Dae-han answered with a lifted gaze. There was a curious mix of suspicion in his eyes. I had no idea what he was imagining.

There was nothing to be suspicious of. I opened my eyes wide and quickly added,

“My classmates want to hang out too. We’ll probably drink.”

The guy who had been licking the yogurt container cleanly furrowed one eyebrow. He put down his spoon and tapped the table.

He stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, but some sauce was still there. I grabbed a tissue and wiped it around his mouth. Lim Dae-han watched me quietly, then slowly lowered his head.

“…”

The silence wasn’t unusual. But right now, Lim Dae-han felt strange. Surely not… Could he be embarrassed because I wiped his mouth…?

The guy, who had been looking down, suddenly raised his head and cleared his throat loudly. I felt myself getting flushed as well.

Stop. Please stop being embarrassed. We’ve known each other for three years now. Our two-year dating anniversary is coming up in a few months.

We’re past the point of embarrassment; we should be in the stable phase… I wanted to snap at him like that, but I restrained myself.

Well…, it was not a bad thing that he’s still shy. Lim Dae-han stroked his chin and puffed out his cheeks. He gulped down the water he’d floated and tried to compose himself.

“Why are you excluding me?”

Then he said something out of the blue.

“Huh?”

I said in a dumbfounded voice. Excluding him? That was ridiculous. If anyone was doing the excluding, it would be Lim Dae-han excluding his classmates, not the other way around. They were eager to be friends with him, even if they didn’t show it.

And why would I exclude him, when I’ve shut down Park In-gong multiple times whenever he tried to talk bad about him? What did he take me for? I clenched the tissue I’d used to wipe his mouth in my hand.

“If it’s a classmate gathering, I should be included too.”

Lim Dae-han gathered the last bite of pilaf. Was he really upset not because I wiped his mouth, but because I didn’t include him in the classmate gathering? Did he feel left out? I thought it was because of me.

I mean, we’ve been dating for a long time, and I’m still kind of embarrassed about this. Hmph. I coughed unnecessarily in relief.

I stuttered uncontrollably. I was so ashamed of myself for being so absorbed in my stupid thoughts.

“You, you hang out with the seniors… Maybe they feel awkward inviting you.”

“Well, that could be.”

The grumbling tone vanished as Lim Dae-han replied nonchalantly. I watched him carefully, worried that he might be upset, and started babbling.

“If you can slip away from hanging out with the seniors, come over. Contact Ji-yoon. She’s the one who suggested the gathering. And it’s not like the guys dislike you….”

“Ki Young-hyun.”

“…Yeah.”

“You can stop talking. I’m not upset.”

Lim Dae-han ate the last bite. Once again, pasta sauce stained the corners of his mouth. Seriously, is he a child? How many times does he get dirty? This time, I thought I’d say something instead of wiping it off. I pursed my lips. Lim Dae-han, just like before, furrowed one eyebrow and watched me.

“…Wipe it off again.”

“Oh.”

“…I didn’t do it on purpose.”

So it wasn’t that he was upset. He just liked it when I took care of him. I pursed my lips and pulled out a tissue.

“You’re not Dae-ryong, you can’t keep getting dirty like this.”

Pretending to scold him, I extended my hand. Lim Dae-han obediently lowered his head. He closed his eyes gently. His short eyelashes trembled slightly. I barely held back my laughter.

“Come here. I’ll clean it up.”

Without realizing it, I put a lot of strength into my hand.