OMS 83

Sitting on the sofa, Park Dong-sik kept checking the time while watching TV. Even after dinner and it being past 10 p.m, Kim Jun-han hadn’t come home. He always stopped by here after work before going home, no matter how busy he was. Park Dong-sik sent a message asking if he was busy, but there was no reply. He considered calling but gave up and tried to focus on the TV, though he had no idea what he was watching.

Feeling restless, he put on his shoes to go for a walk. As soon as he opened the door, the security guard watching the front turned and greeted him.

“I’m just going for a quick walk around the neighborhood.”

“I’ll accompany you.”

“No need. I’m fine.”

“I’ve been instructed never to let you go out alone.”

It seemed he wouldn’t back down easily. Understanding the guard’s position, Park Dong-sik gave up on going out and chose to walk in the garden instead. The sound of grass crunching under his feet with each step was pleasant. The trees surrounding the yard created a different atmosphere from daytime, perhaps due to the dimmer lighting.

He stopped in front of the cherry blossom tree. When he first came here, it had been in full bloom, but now all the flowers had fallen and green leaves had grown instead. Would he be able to see the cherry blossoms with the children next year? He sat on the swing nearby to rest, getting a full view of the house.

It still didn’t feel real. It seemed like just yesterday he was living in a single room.

Reminiscing about past events, Park Dong-sik turned on his phone and reread the threatening message from earlier. He felt sorry and pitiful for Lee Hee-soo. He had thought he had had everything, but in reality, he was always on the edge. If he had had just one person to lean on despite his severe depression, would he have lived?

While sitting there feeling frustrated, there was a commotion at the entrance. Park Dong-sik’s face contorted as he got up to his feet. It turned out to be Kim Jun-han, but he wasn’t alone. Secretary Choi was struggling to help him up the stairs. Surprised, Park Dong-sik went over, and Secretary Choi turned to look.

His face looked extremely strained as he greeted while trying to catch his breath.

“Hello.”

“Why is CEO Kim in this state?”

“He’s very drunk. I’ll take him inside first.”

When Secretary Choi stumbled, even the security guard came to help. He was so intoxicated he couldn’t come to his senses. This was the first time Park Dong-sik had seen him this drunk since knowing him. Park Dong-sik followed and showed them to the bedroom, where Secretary Choi carefully laid Kim Jun-han on the bed, then pulled out a handkerchief from inside his jacket to wipe the sweat from his forehead while catching his breath.

“I tried to take him to his room, but he insisted on coming here.”

Seeing Kim Jun-han lying there as still as death, Park Dong-sik went out. He got drinks from the kitchen and gave them to Secretary Choi, who gulped them down as if feeling particularly parched. It was natural he’d be tired after supporting a man a head taller than himself.

“Who did he drink with?”

“He was drinking alone at a bar.”

“Why…?”

“I’m not so sure about that either. It’s the first time I’ve seen this since I started working for him. Has the housekeeper left? I’ll send someone to look after the CEO.”

“Leave it. I’ll take care of him.”

Secretary Choi’s concerned gaze fell on Park Dong-sik’s belly before looking away.

“Still, it would be better if someone were here—”

“Don’t worry about it. If he doesn’t listen, I’ll just knock him out.”

Secretary Choi’s mouth gaped in surprise, and Park Dong-sik searched through Kim Jun-han’s jacket pocket and took out his wallet. Opening it, sure enough, there were checks inside. He pulled out two million won bills and pushed them at Secretary Choi, who looked bewildered.

“It’s hard work, right? Can’t be easy dealing with a boss like that. If it were up to me, I’d give you all the bills in here, but it’s not my money.”

“Wait, no, I can’t—”

“Come on. Take it. I’m truly grateful. Please take good care of him. Even if he’s annoying, just bear with it. His personality might be nasty, but he’s not a bad person at heart. You know that, right?”

“Of course, I know. No, I didn’t mean his personality is bad—”

As he tried to explain, Park Dong-sik nodded his head saying he understood everything and pushed him away. When he tried to see him out to the gate, Secretary Choi firmly declined. After sending him off, Park Dong-sik headed to the bedroom. He shook Kim Jun-han’s shoulder, but he didn’t budge an inch.

“Hey, CEO Kim.”

The smell of alcohol was overwhelming with each breath. He must have really drunk a lot.

Where did he put his tie? His shirt is all wrinkled. Even his usually neat hair was disheveled.

Quite cute…

Park Dong-sik sat on the bed and quietly studied Kim Jun-han’s face. He frowned occasionally as if his stomach was unsettled. His shirt looked uncomfortable, so Park Dong-sik undid a few buttons at the top and got up. He went to the dressing room to get Kim Jun-han’s spare clothes, but when he returned, Kim Jun-han was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Given how he hung his head, he must have gotten up abruptly from sleep just now.

Park Dong-sik put the clothes down on a chair and walked up to him.

“Are you okay? Can you move?”

“…”

Park Dong-sik gently shook his shoulder.

“CEO Kim.”

“…”

“Hey, Kim Jun-han!”

Kim Jun-han lifted his head. Though his focus was blurry, he was clearly looking at Park Dong-sik. Playfully, Park Dong-sik waved his hand in front of his face.

“Can you see this? How many?”

In an instant, Kim Jun-han grabbed his hand and pulled. Park Dong-sik’s body was drawn forward, and then Kim Jun-han embraced his waist. It was amazing how he was mindful not to press against the belly even while completely drunk. With his cheek against Park Dong-sik’s belly, he took deep breaths.

“Sorry…”

His heart sank in his chest.

“Huh?”

“I’m sorry.”

“…”

“Please forgive me just this once. Please.”

Kim Jun-han rubbed his cheek against the other man’s stomach and repeated the same words over and over again. At first, he wondered why he was doing this, but then Park Dong-sik realized that he wasn’t talking to the animals, but to the children in the boat. That was when Park Dong-sik choked on a lump of mixed emotions.

“You’re acting out of character.”

Kim Jun-han looked up. His usually confident face was gone, and he looked very tired and exhausted. Park Dong-sik touched his cheek with his hand. It was hotter than usual, probably from the alcohol. His disheveled hair was pulled back, revealing a handsome forehead. Park Dong-sik couldn’t help but smile.

“I should take a picture of this so that I can make fun of you.”

Then he pressed his thumb to Kim Jun-han’s lips. He opened his mouth, so Park Dong-sik slipped it in and Kim Jun-han licked it with his tongue. The scent of pheromones intensified, and his body started to heat up. As he rubbed his tongue against his fingers, his hand slipped under Park Dong-sik’s shirt, and the hand stroking his side was just as hot.

When he removed his finger from the other man’s mouth, he sat up and swallowed Park Dong-sik’s lips. He sucked them gently and rubbed them with his tongue, the mix of alcohol and pheromones making his head dizzy. The hand that had been stroking his side moved to his back and grabbed hold of his ass.

He let out a wet moan, and Kim Jun-han’s kisses became rougher. His teeth met with his in an uncharacteristic rush, and he pressed in without giving him a moment’s respite, leaving Park Dong-sik completely breathless. He pushed his shoulder away slightly, and even though the other man was drunk, he understood and bit back.

“Don’t?”

It was a horribly low voice. Park Dong-sik swallowed hard. He didn’t reject him, but it was too soon to be relieved. He was afraid to look at Kim Jun-han’s tortured face anymore.

Some might call it vulgar, but Park Dong-shik didn’t know how to hide his desire in moderation.

“Should I stop, Hee-soo?”

Park Dong-sik felt anxious, as if he was saying he was giving up on him.. He stole his lips and his tongue slipped inside. A hungry kiss ensued, and Kim Jun-han pulled up his shirt. He gently touched his swollen stomach, then kissed his side, then moved up to caress his chest.

Park Dong-sik gasped as he wrapped his arms around his head and held him close like a starving child. After suckling on his nipple for a while, he lifted his head, looked at Park Dong-sik, and smiled.

“There’s real milk.”

“Do you want more?”

He nodded his head, and this time he bit the other nipple, moving his chin up and down. His nipple ached like it was about to fall off, and a shiver ran up and down his spine. Slowly, Park Dong-sik was pushed back onto the bed, and Kim Jun-han removed his shirt and climbed on top.

He ran his hands down Park Dong-sik’s face, careful not to press against his stomach. His hands touched his eyebrows, traced the bridge of his nose, his cheeks, and his lips, and then caressed his slender neck. Then he slowly moved downward.

The other man’s hands slid over his chest and stomach, and in one swift motion, he pulled off his underwear and pants and spread his legs apart. Park Dong-sik’s back stiffened with tension as he remembered last night.

Please…let today…pass without incident…

Despite his desperate wishes, Kim Jun-han buried his face between his legs, alternately licking his perineum and his hole, but not bothering to penetrate him. His hole was soaking wet, but nothing was coming in, and he was hungry and exhausted.

Park Dong-sik grabbed his shoulders and ejaculated.

“Put it in me…. I want your cock inside me now. I want it.”