PIA 79

After such a short trip and an unexpected and disastrous sex experience, it was Monday afternoon again.

In the living room of Jeong Hee-seo’s luxurious new home, Ji-an was enduring awkwardness and embarrassment while watching him move around.

With somewhat hurried movements, he set down the luggage he had brought in one corner of the living room and tapped the wall panel to turn on the lights and air conditioning. Cool air began to circulate in the house, which had been filled with the heat of midsummer.

The man unwrapped the slippers he had bought on the way and put them down in front of Ji-an and smiled cheerfully. It was to the point where every toe Ji-an put in felt itchy.

“Do you want to take a look at the house? I need to check some basics. This is only my second time here.”

“Ha ha… sure.”

Hadn’t he said it would be hard to look him in the face from now on?

How to look at him? With his eyes, of course. The one who acted must endure, what else can be done?

What happens when an innocent couple, who have sworn to remain celibate before marriage, go on a trip to an island?

The boat inevitably gets stranded.

And coincidentally, only one room remains.

Unusually harsh weather struck suddenly. Thunder and lightning rumbled in the dark sky, rain poured down like a torrent, and the wind blew like crazy and shook the windows. The two innocent people shiver and comfort each other, but end up spending a hot night together.

Was it carelessness because the destination wasn’t an island? No. Ji-an had let his guard down when nothing happened on the second floor of that eerie barbecue restaurant. So this incident could be attributed to Jeong Hee-seo’s elaborate groundwork and his own out-of-control pheromones.

“…”

No. Let’s admit it now, Seo Ji-an. Let’s face reality.

No. No. No. No. Ah. Ah… Yes. Yes. Yes. It was none other than himself who did it.

“Should we order delivery?”

“Yes, I admit it. I admit.”

“Admit what?”

“Huh?”

Jeong Hee-seo looked up from his phone at Ji-an.

“I, I admit to wanting to eat jokbal (pigs’ feet).”

“…Huh?”

As Jeong Hee-seo looked at him suspiciously, Ji-an retreated into the living room, shouting “Pig’s feet! Tray noodles!” and ducked into the living room.

Ji-an tried to distract himself by exploring the multi-level house, which was spacious enough to get lost in. He headed to the bathroom in the inner part of the first floor living room, a place Jeong Hee-seo had shown him when they first entered.

First night. So, the first s3x was more amazing than Ji-an imagined. It was a moment that mixed all kinds of sensations one could possibly experience in life. Even though he tried to attribute it all to pheromones and pushed it into a corner of his mind, Jeong Hee-seo in his memory shone too brightly…

He couldn’t deny that it became a beautiful experience because the man was handsome.

“Haah… such a sinful person.”

Though his body, which had been tormented all night, miraculously felt fine, the area that had held Jeong Hee-seo’s d1ck still retained the sensation, as if it had become a mold. If he let his guard down even a little, he would remember the feeling of it tearing through his inner walls and rubbing his sensitive spots.

Especially looking at such a large bathtub.

Fearing that his thoughts would show on his face, Ji-an stopped looking around the bathroom and rushed out. Seeing the large bathtub and massage bed in the well-lit bathroom naturally led to imagining their uses, which had now become somewhat inappropriate.

This was all because of that hyung… Jeong Hee-seo.

Surprisingly, Jeong Hee-seo did not show any signs of awkwardness. Unlike Ji-an, who felt stiff as if he had a steel rod inside him, Jeong Hee-seo acted as if he had sprinted through the 100-meter mental distance between them.

Even the way he held Ji-an’s hand the entire way back to Seoul on the highway was the same.

“…”

Ji-an shouldn’t act awkward either. What was he doing, acting like a child?

However, it was a very difficult task for Ji-an not to remember that night. How could he stop his brain from easily associating everything with it just by looking at the sofa and table covered in white cloth? Half-resigned, Ji-an approached Hee-seo, who was leaning on the bar table.

“They said they can’t deliver here.”

Jeong Hee-seo said as soon as Ji-an sat on a round stool. His voice, uncharacteristically tinged with frustration, and the deep furrow between his brows spoke volumes.

“Of course. They probably won’t come up here on small motorcycles or electric bikes. It’s a long way from the entrance to the house, and the slope is steep. A 50cc scooter would struggle up this incline.”

Ji-an, who had worked quite a bit as a part-time delivery worker, explained.

“Then we could hire a guard to receive deliveries at the entrance.”

“What?”

Money really is the best. What an incredible solution. Goodness. As Ji-an stared at him with wide eyes, Jeong Hee-seo playfully pinched his nose.

“You like chicken, don’t you?”

That was true.

But building a guard post and hiring a guard just to receive deliveries would make the cost of one chicken absurd. Frowning with his reddened nose, Ji-an added the cost of building the guard post to the wages and divided it under the assumption that he would order food up to 20 times a month.

“And Ji-an, you need to get your driver’s license, right?”

Jeong Hee-seo quickly switched and nudged Ji-an, who was absorbed in his calculations.

“As soon as I became an adult I got-…”

Ji-an started to say but bit his lip.

In his original world, he was confident in his driving skills. During college, he had done various part-time jobs including delivery and designated driving services. It paid well for the time invested, so he worked hard during his spare time and paid off his tuition with it.

However, he hadn’t checked if this world’s Ji-an had a license. Since there wasn’t one in his wallet, probably not?

“I was planning to get it, but the timing was off, so I haven’t yet.”

Ji-an mumbled, smiling sheepishly. If he did have one, he could just pretend to get it again.

“Right. Your mother assigned a driver to you, but you probably didn’t need it. Still, to live comfortably here, it’s best if you get one. You can practice with my car, so all you need to do is pass the written test.”

“Ah, okay.”

“I’m going to bring in people to take care of basic things around the house, but for the person in charge of meals, I want you to interview them. You just need to check the taste of the food, so don’t be nervous.”

“Yes…”

“I told them to leave the furniture that was built when constructing the house…”

Jeong Hee-seo took Ji-an’s hand and walked towards the inner part of the living room. He pointed upwards.

“You can choose the space you want to use, and filling it up will be your task. I’ve called in a designer and staff, so you just need to answer their questions.”

“…”

“Things will get busy from tomorrow. You can either decorate the whole house to your taste or just focus on your space. Do whatever you want, Ji-an.”

Jeong Hee-seo looked a little excited. Ji-an stood next to him, listened to what he said, and scanned the living room with his eyes.

In front of the living room’s large window, a thick carpet was laid out, and nearby were the items Jeong Hee-seo had brought for his overnight stay when he first moved in. The modest furnishings gave the impression of camping. For Ji-an, who was only staying temporarily, this would have been enough, but Jeong Hee-seo was offering him the entire house.

And to decorate and fill it as he wished. This was almost like…

“…It’s like a newlywed home,” Ji-an blurted out before he could stop himself.

“Hmm.”

Jeong Hee-seo touched the end of her eyebrows as if she was embarrassed.

“Is it overwhelming?”

What could he say to someone who was tilting his head, carefully examining his expression?

“It would be a lie to say it’s not overwhelming, but…”

Ji-an shook his head slowly, taking a deep breath.

“But I don’t dislike it.”

Jeong Hee-seo’s visible relief only made Ji-an’s heart ache more.

Ji-an knew that Hee-seo wasn’t acting like he owned him just because they had spent one night together. Perhaps what had triggered his controlling nature was the scar on Ji-an’s hand. He wasn’t foolish enough not to realize that.

It wasn’t overwhelming. Ji-an was well aware of Hee-seo’s wealth and understood that this behavior stemmed from self-satisfaction. He knew that sometimes, quietly accepting was the best way to help the other person.

The only thing that kept causing a painful throb in one corner of his heart was that Hee-seo’s eyes seemed to be constantly sketching a distant future.

“Hmm.”

The man, slightly frowning, ran his hand along his jaw and moved closer to Ji-an as if he had something to say.

“If you don’t dislike it. I…”

Why was he hesitating so much to speak? In that brief moment, Ji-an imagined many things. Maybe he would suggest visiting Myung Hyeon-sook since Ji-an had moved in. Or propose engagement if marriage was too much. Or perhaps suggest meeting the families to follow the proper order of things.

Bad imaginations always filled his mind quickly. However, what the man actually said was far from Ji-an’s expectations.

Jeong Hee-seo faced Ji-an and gently tucked a slightly disheveled strand of hair behind his ear. Ji-an’s blurred reflection was clearly visible in his dark eyes.

His well-shaped lips parted with a hint of a smile, and unexpected words flowed out:

“I’d like it if you set up a nursery in this house.”