PIA 112

“After you fell asleep, I got anxious and called Han-seok.”

“…Ah.”

“I also brought the obstetrician, and that’s how Han-joo ended up hearing what they said.”

Ji-an furrowed his brow as he listened, then let out a sigh. Even though much was omitted from the story, he could picture the situation as if he had witnessed it firsthand.

This was why Jeong Han-joo’s incomprehensible interest felt even frightening. Ji-an couldn’t grasp the direction of his actions at all. Why was he so fixated on him?

“…Perhaps the whole family will know by tomorrow.”

Jeong Hee-seo’s expression was not good. He seemed hurt in his pride, possibly for disappointing Ji-an due to his own carelessness.

But because of that worried expression, Ji-an felt like laughing. He thought nothing could be more important than cheering up this uncharacteristically gloomy face.

When Ji-an didn’t respond, Jeong Hee-seo carefully tried to read his expression by looking into his eyes.

Ji-an, who was about to quickly say “It’s okay,” suddenly bowed his head deeply and buried his face in his hands. To hide his twitching lips, he bent down to his waist and buried his upper body in the blanket. He felt a hesitant touch on his back.

“Ji-an?”

Jeong Hee-seo’s voice was tinged with bewilderment, as if worried by Ji-an’s trembling body.

“I… I’ll try to smooth things over.”

“How? How are you going to smooth things over…?”

The muffled voice in the blanket sounded just like sobbing, so Jeong Hee-seo urgently leaned over and moved closer to Ji-an.

“Somehow…”

Ji-an, who had been lying face down, flinched at the breath touching his ear.

“…”

Ji-an finally couldn’t hold back his laughter and turned his head to the side. He came face to face with the man looking down at him. Jeong Hee-seo still hadn’t fully grasped the situation and was frowning deeply. At that sight, a laugh finally escaped Ji-an.

Ji-an stretched his neck forward and peppered kisses all over his eyebrows, as if ironing out his handsome brow.

“I’ll do really well from now on.”

Ji-an suddenly raised his upper body and pulled the man who still hadn’t fully understood the situation.

“So what if they find out, we were going to tell them anyway. Because.”

Jeong Hee-seo nodded and looked at Ji-an.

“Because we need to tell them so that we can…”

“Mm, so we can…?”

At his face raising an eyebrow as if telling him to continue, Ji-an’s lips suddenly closed.

“…”

“…”

Jeong Hee-seo waited patiently. Ji-an had started speaking first but couldn’t continue and avoided his gaze.

In fact, Jeong Hee-seo had already predicted what would come next. But he wanted to hear it from Ji-an’s mouth, so he reached out and pinched his cheek.

“Seo Ji-an, aren’t you going to say it quickly?”

“No. I don’t want to. I can’t say it like this, in this state, here.”

“What’s wrong with your state?”

Ji-an quickly burrowed into his arms, avoiding Jeong Hee-seo who was scrutinizing his face. As he hugged him tightly and pushed his head in, his faint breath scattered over the top of his head. His neat fingertips came under his chin. They gently scratched before slightly lifting it up. Jeong Hee-seo met his eyes as if capturing his gaze.

“Haa… I can’t devour a sick person.”

“I’m not sick. Don’t worry.”

There was a gentle pressure in the hand holding his chin. Ji-an’s gaze drifted instinctively to Jeong Hee-seo’s lips and lingered there. It was an almost reflexive action, but he too was used to this flow and slowly smiled. Their faces drew closer and there was a sweet sound of a kiss.

“Really, I’m fine.”

As their lips parted, Ji-an felt an urge to linger, so he pressed a finger against Jeong Hee-seo’s lower lip. Jeong Hee-seo embraced his neck, pulled him in, and sealed their lips together perfectly. As he opened his mouth as if he had been waiting, a hot flesh slipped inside.

In the dark room, surrounded by the familiar scent of Jeong Hee-seo’s pheromones, he had the cozy bedding he had been using wrapped around his legs. There was no way his body wouldn’t respond. Ji-an boldly reached down and slipped his hand inside Jeong Hee-seo’s clothes, more daringly than usual.

Jeong Hee-seo had changed into comfortable clothes while Ji-an was asleep, so it was easier than eating cold porridge to feel the body hidden inside his loose t-shirt.

The muscular skin, different from his soft one, clung pleasantly to his fingertips. He traced Jeong Hee-seo’s clearly defined abs with his fingertips, greedily feeling his hot body temperature.

“Haa, Ji-an…”

Their lips, making wet and sensual sounds, rubbed endlessly against each other. The hand rummaging through Ji-an’s hair also became increasingly intense. When their lips finally parted, Ji-an faced him with dazed eyes.

“Don’t tease me too much. We need to go to the hospital first thing tomorrow.”

The content of his words and the look in his eyes wanted different things. His dark eyes, full of heat, were looking at Ji-an greedily. Ji-an’s shoulders relaxed and he rested his head on his chest. Jeong Hee-seo’s heartbeat pounded in his ears.

“Hyung, I need to meet grandmother. I want to tell her about Poggles myself first.”

“…”

When there was no answer, Ji-an looked up to see him raising one eyebrow high.

“What?”

“What kind of signal is this now?”

“What signal?”

Jeong Hee-seo revealed his canine teeth in a deep smile.

“You just called me ‘hyung’.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than his hands wrapped around his waist. He lifted Ji-an as if he were a doll and sat him on his thighs. Both hands firmly grasped his buttocks. Due to his already heightened mood, the inside of his pants became damp. As Ji-an let out a soft moan, Jeong Hee-seo showered him with small kisses from his collarbone to his neck and chin.

Didn’t he say not to tease him? Ji-an narrowed his eyes.

“No, that’s not…”

“What’s not?”

How did ‘hyung’ become some kind of button? Ugh. This was his fault.

“It’s just… when I was saying various things in front of grandmother, I felt like I was addressing others more intimately than you. It still feels a bit embarrassing, though.”

Ji-an wasn’t sure why calling him ‘hyung’ felt embarrassing. Maybe it was because when he first dropped into this world, he recognized him as his in-law’s older brother, and he had been calling him ‘brother-in-law’ for so long.

Perhaps it was because he liked him so much, because he seemed so great, because he was a much more solid adult than him, that calling him ‘hyung’… ‘Hee-seo hyung’ felt like he was being disrespectful.

“…It also feels a bit presumptuous to call you Hee-seo hyung.”

“…”

“Hee-seo hyung.”

Saying it out loud made his tongue tingle. Ji-an’s eyes darted back and forth, trying to gauge Jeong Hee-seo’s expression. His hands caressed Ji-an, tickling his neck and shoulders before sliding down.

“Hyung.”

Say something, please. As he whispered in an increasingly small voice, Jeong Hee-seo rested his forehead on Ji-an’s shoulder. Ji-an ended up hugging his head reflexively.

“Who told you to call me that? So presumptuously. Don’t call me that.”

“Really? Hee-seo hyung… should I not?”

“You’ll be punished.”

Ji-an chuckled, shifting slightly in his seat.

“What’s this? Why is it… getting bigger all of a sudden?”

Ji-an felt something growing and suddenly swelling beneath his buttocks. What had been neatly tucked away on the right side of his thigh was increasing in size.

“Because you keep rubbing against it.”

Ji-an’s face turned bright red at his words whispered against his neck. Even when he went crazy with pheromones in a closed space, Jeong Hee-seo usually didn’t get excited easily before him, so this sudden change scared him a bit.

Jeong Hee-seo’s face was red when he raised his head, and the veins in his neck were bulging.

“Your voice is pretty too, Ji-an.”

“I think only you feel that way.”

He lifted Ji-an’s t-shirt and burrowed inside. Ji-an started laughing at Jeong Hee-seo putting his head inside his loose clothing, but soon flinched and twisted his waist as his lips and breath touched a sensitive spot.

“Ah, come to think of it, this is your family home.”

“We’re the only ones in this house.”

Jeong Hee-seo firmly supported Ji-an’s waist and pulled him closer. As if venting his frustration from their unfinished touching earlier, he sucked hard on his n1pple, causing Ji-an to cover his mouth to muffle his moan.

“There are probably fewer people around than in most residential areas.”

“St-still, it feels weird. In grandmother’s house… ugh.”

“You know well how far the main house where grandmother stays is from here, you’ve walked it yourself.”

Jeong Hee-seo continued nibbling between words.

“But still… ahh.”

Ji-an’s n1pple, hardened from stimulation, were sucked so hard it almost hurt. It felt like a fishing line had been cast from his chest to his lower abdomen and was being pulled. Ji-an’s lower parts, having no patience, were already moving like a fish caught on the hook.

“You started it first. Didn’t you know this would happen?”

“When did I… start?”

Ji-an lifted his t-shirt and pulled Jeong Hee-seo’s face away from his chest. As he squirmed, his buttocks ground more against his d1ck, causing it to grow even larger and swell up.

With a bright red face, he grabbed both his ears and pushed him away while resisting, but he pulled his body close and hugged him tightly.

Jeong Hee-seo pressed his lips to his cheek as if whining.

“Then, I’m using my wish coupon.”