MIM 25

After a brief silence, Shin-woo finally let out a chuckle.

“Is ‘serial killer’ written on my face or something? Why does everyone react like this when they see me?”

Despite his complaining words, his calm voice didn’t seem to convey much sense of injustice. He sipped his cooling tea, pretending not to notice the tension filling the room. After watching for a moment, it was Joo-yeon who eventually backed down first.

“I’m joking. I was just curious about what Shin-woo’s charm could be. It’s so fascinating that our Jae-seung even has separation anxiety with Shin-woo. Isn’t that right, Jae-seung?”

With that question, attention naturally shifted. Jae-seung looked at Joo-yeon’s hand carefully placed on his shoulder. It felt more cautious than affectionate.

“Whether it’s separation anxiety or whatever, that nonsensical illness will get better if you just take some medicine. Don’t neglect it, go to our family’s private hospital and get a full checkup again.”

“I’ll handle it myself.”

Shin-woo, who had been sitting quietly, intercepted the response. Veins popped in Joo-yeon’s eyes, which had maintained outward composure until now. She clenched her fist tightly, which had been resting quietly on her knee.

“You said you’d handle it, but nothing has improved at all. He needs to take medicine to get better.”

“He doesn’t need to take any more medicine.”

“Shin-woo, you’re not a doctor. Just because you’re a bit charming doesn’t mean you can make diagnoses.”

Jae-seung rolled his eyes, looking between them. Their gazes locked onto each other were tense.

“I want the opinion of a competent doctor. Whether to take medicine or not, whether new technologies can be introduced if available, whether surgery is needed – I want to hear the details and make a decision.”

“The young master should make that decision.”

“Don’t try to subtly drive a wedge between him and me like that. I’ve dedicated my whole life to him.”

Joo-yeon, barely managing not to shout, turned her head sharply towards the window. Her breathing trembled slightly with surging emotions.

A whole life. It felt like an unfathomable concept. Feeling stifled, Jae-seung was about to unbutton the top of his shirt when he glanced down at his feet. Shin-woo’s shoes were touching his sneakers. Though it might be his imagination, it seemed almost comforting.

Jae-seung mocked his own naive thoughts. While they might appear to be concerned about his well-being, in reality, both his mother and Shin-woo were just trying to protect their own interests. If he were to drop dead right now, it would be equally troublesome for both of them.

Jae-seung stood up and looked down at Joo-yeon. Meeting her following gaze, he suddenly spoke.

“How can I, at just nineteen, be your whole life?”

He tried not to smile, but his lips twisted crookedly. The look of surprise in Joo-yeon’s eyes quickly began to turn into disappointment, and for some reason, it felt familiar. Overwhelmed by the impulse to completely betray her expectations, Jae-seung took a step away.

It’s hot. He was reaching his limit of endurance.

“Jae-seung!”

Joo-yeon hastily jumped up from her seat and rushed to block his way. She tried to fix Jae-seung’s neat clothes while meeting his eyes. Her eyes, full of appeal as if she had never been disheartened, looked up at him.

“Mom said that because I’m worried, there’s no other meaning. Come on, how can Mom be at ease if you just leave like this? Look at you sweating…”

“……”

“I was already worried when you said you’d come today, and I knew this would happen. You said you couldn’t even get up last time, there’s no way you could be fine after just two days. Listen to Mom and go to the hospital, okay?”

Jae-seung, who had been blinking blankly while Joo-yeon rambled on, suddenly frowned. He grabbed Joo-yeon’s wrist that was touching his neck and slowly removed it. His olive-colored eyes glimmered with a strange light.

This rut had hit earlier than usual due to the drvgs. It was something no one had expected.

When did he mention that his rut had started?

It wasn’t impossible that the information had leaked through the employees since he had caused such a commotion with Shin-woo after returning home… but Jae-seung swallowed the excuse he was about to make for her and waited silently. No matter how long he waited, the heat wouldn’t subside. His whole body was getting hotter and hotter.

All emotions except anger were evaporating without a trace. His vision was gradually blinded by the misty steam coloring it.

“Jae-seung!”

Jae-seung ignored the voice calling his name and turned around. Looking down at the clattering sound, he saw a doorknob that had been pulled off and was now in his hand. As he shoved his hand into the hole where the handle used to be and yanked it roughly, the door was ripped off its hinges. Amid the noise of splintering wood, the sound of a dog barking could be heard.

Woof! Woof! A scruffy brown dog barked fiercely at Jae-seung. Keeping a safe distance from the much larger Jae-seung, the old dog barked at the top of its lungs, baring its sharp teeth. The dog, which had been growling in warning, quickly dashed into the room and jumped into the arms of Joo-yeon.

As Jae-seung stepped out, he threw the doorknob to the floor. Ignoring the barking dog behind him, he strode forward, his anger boiling over while a heat of desire began to creep over his skin. He walked and walked until he finally stopped when he encountered someone.

The footsteps that had been a step or two behind him also came to a halt. Jae-seung spotted a child pressed tightly against the wall, trying to avoid him, and asked.

“Where’s the bedroom?”

“Excuse me? If you mean the guest room…”

“No. My mother’s bedroom.”

The child’s gaze, trembling as it rose between Jae-seung’s long legs, stopped at his split lips. The shadowed face, with eyes looking down at him, left a strong impression. The child, clutching the belongings he had been moving, pointed up the stairs.

“The room at the end on the right upstairs.”

At those words, Jae-seung’s eyes rolled up and down. He stretched his long legs and quickly ascended the stairs. Only after the child had disappeared from view, with Shin-woo closely following behind, did he exhale the breath he had been holding. He was curious about why Jae-seung was asking about the location of an empty bedroom, but curiosity killed the cat. The child quickly lost interest and scurried away.

As soon as he dashed up to the second floor, Jae-seung flung the bedroom door wide open. The room was filled with vibrant yet cozy colors, reminiscent of the owner’s fashion sense. As Jae-seung slowly surveyed the room, he spotted a large canopy bed and smirked fiercely. It had a solid taste.

“What are you doing? Come in.”

Jae-seung tossed his shirt aside in one swift motion and gestured to Shin-woo over his shoulder. Shin-woo, with a face that looked like he had just chewed something, silently stared at Jae-seung before reluctantly closing the door and standing inside. The guy, leaning against the wall from a distance, squinted his eyes as if he had a headache. A moment later, when the sound of the door locking echoed, Jae-seung chuckled with his head bowed.

“Are we doing it here?”

After locking the door, Shin-woo pretended not to know and asked. It was rare to see him flustered, as he usually had a laid-back demeanor. Jae-seung felt good about having the upper hand, not wanting to be played with like a puppet.

So he can make that face too. With his thick eyebrows raised and his brow furrowed, his expression was devoid of any composure, revealing a look of discomfort. Jae-seung found that rare expression extremely appealing, and his already excited member grew even harder.

It would be nice if he made that expression during s3x too. Not just enduring it for money, but genuinely looking troubled and flustered. Jae-seung wanted to see that face of disgust and agony without any pretense. If it were that kind of face, he wouldn’t even need to hide it.

“Oh, you have a weak stomach, don’t you?”

Jae-seung said with a hint of malice, as if he had just thought of it. That damn money! The money everyone was going crazy over, he could take as much as he wanted. But he would have to pay a harsh price.

“I’ll give you an extra fee. Ten million.”

“…”

“Why are you looking at me like that? I’m just giving you what Mother wants.”

Jae-seung spread his large hand and swept it across the bed. As he yanked the blanket off, he revealed the spot where Joo-yeon slept every night. After pulling a large pillow towards him, he unzipped his pants. After roughly stroking his d1ck a couple times as if about to ejaculate immediately, his self-control snapped in an instant as revenge and pleasure mixed.

Alright! Let’s cum on this bed over and over until it’s a complete mess. Jae-seung gasped lowly and clutched the sheets. Memories of the day he was hunted crept into his hazy consciousness. That day when he was losing control due to drvgs and anesthesia, his mind was clouded just like now.

Weight sinks into the mattress. Shin-woo was kneeling on one side of the bed, unbuckling his belt. Under his gaze, Jae-seung felt even more aroused. He breathed heavily and mastvrbated for a while. Each thrust made his heavy d1ck stain his palm red as it became slick.

“Ugh… Ah, ugh!”

At the moment of climax, Jae-seung opened his eyes wide. He wanted to take in the sight of the vintage bed, the pillow, and the stains of his cum splattered everywhere.