LS Ch 46

Yiwon, who had been pushed into the bathroom, chuckled belatedly. Jewoo had seemingly dodged the situation with ease, like a snake sliding over a wall, but it was clear that he was conscious of Yiwon. It was certainly different from when they stayed together in a hotel during filming. Back then, Yiwon knew that Jewoo was only accepting him to a certain extent, just enough for a pseudo-relationship, because he had brought up the role and said he wanted to immerse himself in those feelings.

Knowing this, Yiwon still pushed forward with his desire. He hoped that if they got close enough, the feelings of ‘Haeyul’ might turn into Jewoo’s real feelings, or that physical intimacy might lead to emotional attachment. He thought that maybe they could naturally become real lovers, but Jewoo was not easily swayed.

It seemed like he was being swept away, but then he suddenly drew a clear line between the role and reality. When Jewoo blocked him on messenger and flew abroad, Yiwon was overwhelmed with anxiety, thinking it might really be over.

However, it turned out that all his efforts weren’t in vain. Jewoo had sorted out his feelings and returned to his side, and Yiwon was determined not to lose him now.

Jewoo wouldn’t know how much effort Yiwon had put in over time.

“Do you know how much your fans criticized me for having the same style as you?”

Jewoo mentioned this casually when they started getting closer.

“Did they?”

Pretending not to know what styles they had in common, Yiwon actually remembered everything from hats to shirts to shoes, and he knew what comments the fans had left. While Jewoo might have only searched for ‘Kang Yiwon’ due to his fans’ fervor, Yiwon had been watching Jewoo’s SNS long before that.

At first, it was purely coincidental. The outfit was chosen by his stylist, and a few days later, Jewoo posted a picture wearing the same outfit, which Yiwon dismissed as just a coincidence. The next time, it was a mix of coincidence and intention.

“Do you like that? Another actor bought it yesterday too. Do you know Han Jewoo? He’s an actor from child acting.”

The shopkeeper mentioned Jewoo when Yiwon went to buy a hat, and knowing Jewoo had bought it, Yiwon chose the same one. He defended himself by saying he just liked the hat, but part of the reason was because Jewoo had bought it.

After that, it was all intentional. He would see something on Jewoo’s SNS that he thought would suit him, buy it, and post pictures wearing it to show off. As their styles overlapped several times, fans started to react. To them, who wore it first didn’t seem to matter much. Unfortunately, this led to Jewoo being criticized, but that wasn’t his intention.

He wanted to catch Jewoo’s attention. He knew it was a childish method, but since they had no other points of contact, he hoped Jewoo would notice him this way.

He wanted to show how much the rookie idol, who had been dejected and powerless seven years ago, had established himself. Since Jewoo didn’t recognize him at the film festival awards ceremony, Yiwon wanted to imprint ‘Kang Yiwon’ on him, even if by force.

It might not have been the right approach, but it certainly had results. Jewoo began to pay attention to Kang Yiwon in one way or another, and eventually, they ended up starring in a drama together.

“From now on, tell me what you’re planning to wear, which brands you prefer. I’ll avoid matching.”

Jewoo vowed never to have overlapping styles again. Yiwon just smiled at this. It was proof that Jewoo had been paying attention to him, which made him happy.

This was one secret he intended to keep to himself forever.

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They had dinner with delivered food, chatting about various things. Questions that had been unasked before, like where Jewoo lived, when he started working with his cousin-manager, and when his last relationship was, were now exchanged. Even during filming, these were areas Yiwon had been careful about, considering them too personal. Jewoo also asked about Yiwon’s blood type, MBTI, hobbies, and family relationships. When Yiwon teased if this was an interrogation, Jewoo confidently replied that relationships start with knowing these basic things.

Jewoo was also stunned when he saw the room filled with model kits, his mouth gaping open. Seeing that one room was entirely dedicated to them, he was amazed at how Yiwon had collected so many. When Yiwon explained that it wasn’t just one or two years of collection but had started from elementary school, as a way to relieve stress during tough trainee days, Jewoo’s face slightly hardened. Whether it was because he was concerned about the hard times Yiwon had gone through or surprised by how long his hobby had lasted was unclear.

Back in the living room, as Jewoo was about to turn on the TV, Yiwon grabbed him and pulled him into the bedroom. It wasn’t time for sleep yet, but he didn’t want their conversation to dwindle if the TV was on. Jewoo had a good focus, and once he started watching a movie, he could go an hour or more without speaking.

Laying Jewoo down on the bed and straddling him, Jewoo’s deep brown eyes followed Yiwon’s face.

“Isn’t this… a bit early?”

Jewoo’s eyes darted around, not settling on one spot.

“What is?”

Pretending not to understand, Yiwon asked, and Jewoo gave him a slight, annoyed look.

“You seem pretty eager. Can’t you take it easy?”

Jewoo playfully nudged Yiwon’s center with his knee. Yiwon had been half hard even before they entered the bedroom, but he wasn’t as rushed in his heart as his body.

“Aren’t you the same?”

With a smile, Yiwon leaned down to kiss Jewoo’s neck. At the sound of the kiss or the feeling of lips touching and parting, Jewoo flinched, his shoulders tensing.

“It’s a strange feeling. Smelling my body shampoo on you.”

From Jewoo’s neck, the scent of the body shampoo he usually used mingled with Jewoo’s own scent.

“Did you shower while I was at the practice room?”

At the word ‘waited,’ Jewoo frowned.

“Don’t phrase it weirdly. That wasn’t my intention.”

“So what? You washed up in my house with my body shampoo, smelling like me.”

Jewoo was completely naked in his bathroom, using his body shampoo, and now carried his scent. At their age, full of vigor, just imagining it was enough to stir desire.

“You wouldn’t push me away now, would you?”

Yiwon asked with a slightly mischievous smile. Jewoo stared at him for a moment before sighing in resignation. However, his arms wrapped around Yiwon’s shoulders.

“Sometimes you scare me,” Jewoo said.

“Me? Why?”

“You claim to have no experience, yet you exude so much allure.”

Yiwon chuckled at the complaint. After all, this was Jewoo. Although he hadn’t initially desired him in this way, Jewoo was someone he had long admired and yearned for.

“The more I think about it, the more I feel like you were always into this,” Jewoo said.

Yiwon tilted his head in confusion.

“You mean, liking men?”

It was an odd thing to say.

“I don’t know. Why do you keep asking that?”

Yiwon had never considered his sexual orientation because Jewoo was the first person he had felt this way about—the first person he had wanted to touch like this.

“You seem so confident touching another man’s… you know.”

“Because it’s you.”

“I wonder if I should be worried about you being with men or women.”

Yiwon laughed at the comment.

“Are you trying to make me jealous?”

He asked with a playful grin. Surprisingly, Jewoo’s expression turned serious.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“I see. It is obvious.”

A smile spread across Yiwon’s face. The thought of Jewoo being jealous over him was endearing.

He kissed Jewoo’s cheek and slid his hand down to rub him over his pants. Despite his attempts to hide it, Jewoo was already half-hard.

“You’re such a tease,” Yiwon said with a grin.

Jewoo narrowed his eyes but said nothing. Instead, he pulled Yiwon closer and kissed him deeply. Their passion quickly intensified, tongues entwining as wet sounds filled the air, heightening their arousal.

Jewoo felt dizzy from the kiss and Yiwon’s relentless rubbing. The heat of Yiwon’s tongue in his mouth and the sensation below drove him wild. He reached out and grasped Yiwon’s erection, which seemed even larger than he remembered.

“Huh…”

As Jewoo’s hand made contact, Yiwon paused the kiss and let out a long breath. His face was flushed with heat. Suddenly, Jewoo’s hand slipped inside Yiwon’s pants.

“Ah…!”

Yiwon gasped as his pants and underwear were pulled down. His sensitive flesh was enveloped by Jewoo’s large hand, making him swallow hard. The friction of skin against skin made his breath hitch. As the pleasure built, the ceiling above seemed to blur.

“You do it too,” Jewoo said, breathless, as he pulled down Yiwon’s pants and wrapped his legs around his waist.