PTK Ch 27

When Euihyun sensed something strange, he was completely flush against Cha Yiljoo’s body. His legs were also wide open, wrapped around Cha Yiljoo’s waist. Cha Yiljoo pressed his lips firmly against Euihyun’s, just as Euihyun was about to say something. At the same time, Cha Yiljoo’s penis pushed up inside Euihyun’s buttocks. The loosely relaxed opening readily took in the glans.

A low moan escaped from Euihyun’s mouth, intertwined with the sensation of shallow insertion. It was a long while before Cha Yiljoo parted his lips. The tip of his penis still lingered inside Euihyun. Euihyun looked back and forth between his lower body and Cha Yiljoo with a bewildered expression. Cha Yiljoo offered a gentle smile and an excuse.

“I wanted to sleep while feeling Euihyun’s body heat.”

“But, that…”

“I won’t do it like before.”

He made a promise he might not be able to keep.

“Tell me anytime if you don’t like it.”

He left room for that as well. Then, before Euihyun could respond, he stole a kiss.

“Anyone would think I’m trying to quit smoking. I crave your lips like this all the time.”

“Even if you don’t smoke much, you should quit. For your health.”

“You shouldn’t say things you can’t be responsible for.”

Smiling mischievously, he completely buried his lips against Euihyun’s cheek. He couldn’t remember how many times they’d shared such light kisses. Every time their eyes met, a tender kiss followed, making Euihyun feel truly loved and cherished.

A ticklish sensation spread through Euihyun, causing his lips to curve into a gentle smile. Cha Yiljoo kissed the upturned corners of his mouth and asked, “Why?” Euihyun didn’t answer, only shaking his head. Cha Yiljoo simply smiled silently without further questioning.

Euihyun felt the tightness increasing where they were joined. However, Cha Yiljoo changed the subject as if oblivious to the situation below.

“When does the crank-in for your new movie start, Euihyun?”

“It seems like it’ll start early next week.”

“It’s a mountain movie, right? Location shooting on site will be a must.”

“Yes. I heard it will be filmed in Nepal for about a month. The actual scenes to be shot aren’t that many, but the weather is so unpredictable… uh.”

He trailed off with a moan. It was because Cha Yiljoo’s penis had suddenly pushed deeper inside. It was still only the tip, but the feeling of insertion was definitely different from before. Euihyun stiffened his shoulders and looked at Cha Yiljoo. He continued the conversation calmly, as if he knew nothing.

“A whole month. That’s quite a long time.”

“…Ah, we aren’t filming on location right away. We have to finish the studio shoot first. We’ll probably leave around mid-February.”

“That’s a relief, but with you so busy, it’ll be hard to see you again. What am I going to do, I’ll miss you.”

“Even so, we can contact each other every day… Ah, there.”

Euihyun flinched again mid-sentence, cutting himself off. Immediately, the penis that had pushed deep inside subtly slipped back out.

“Yes, what is it?”

Cha Yiljoo asked brazenly, feigning ignorance. His penis remained outside as if nothing had happened. Now that the cause of the problem was gone, Euihyun couldn’t protest. He could only stare blankly downwards, as if he’d been robbed in broad daylight.

He shook his head, a bitter taste in his mouth. Cha Yiljoo casually continued the conversation.

“I should have taken some time off, even just one day. I want to spend time alone with Euihyun.”

“I do too, but it’s a rare blessing to be in such high demand.”

“It’s a lonely thing to have a workaholic as a lover. Since Euihyun likes working so much, should I ask Kim to cast us together in something? I think I could really immerse myself in a queer film now.”

Cha Yiljoo playfully joked and kissed Euihyun’s cheek. He also subtly thrust his hips upward. His penis slid in and retreated as his lips parted. It wasn’t Euihyun’s imagination. Staring intently at the flustered Euihyun, Cha Yiljoo abruptly changed the subject.

“You remember the passcode to my apartment, right?”

“…Yes.”

As he answered, Euihyun’s attention was entirely focused on his lower body. Even though Euihyun was clearly watching, Cha Yiljoo’s penis blatantly entered halfway and then slid out again. The thick glans rested right at the entrance. When Euihyun frowned and groaned, Cha Yiljoo chuckled softly and whispered.

“Tell me if you don’t like it. I’ll stop.”

Euihyun doubted he ever intended to stop in the first place. When Euihyun just stared anxiously without responding, Cha Yiljoo began to move his hips leisurely. Unlike when they were having sex properly, the insertion was shallow and gentle. A languid sensation washed over Euihyun at regular intervals, spreading throughout his body. His anxious expression gradually softened. He felt inexplicably drowsy.

Cha Yiljoo watched Euihyun’s expression as he moved his body languidly. He kissed various parts of Euihyun’s face, continuing their previous conversation.

“Should we change the door code to something meaningful?”

“No. It’ll be more convenient for you to use what you’re used to, uhm…”

“Euihyun, you’re not very demanding, are you? Asking to use your birthday, or the day we first met, or creating a special code that only we know… I wanted to do those cheesy things with Euihyun.”

He laughed, adding, “You should be a little more demanding sometimes.” Immediately after, the penis that had been poised at the entrance buried itself deep inside, filling Euihyun completely. He clenched his teeth at the distinct feeling of fullness. He couldn’t continue the conversation with Cha Yiljoo.

Cha Yiljoo’s penis didn’t withdraw immediately as it had before. It stayed inside, savoring the tight grip. He licked Euihyun’s even row of teeth and sucked on his lips until Euihyun grew accustomed to the feeling before asking a new question. It was as if his upper and lower body had separate personalities.

“What about your house? Are you planning to continue living there?”

“I’ve lived there for a long time, so I’m comfortable. I feel at ease when I go there after work.”

“Is it because of your brother? Have you thought about looking for him yourself?”

“…I miss him. He’s my only family. But since there’s still no news, he’s probably not ready to accept me. I’m not going to force him to understand, and I’m not going to look for him and make him feel uncomfortable. He can take care of himself wherever he is. I’d be really happy if he came back anytime, but I don’t want to push it right now.”

“What about your mother?”

“Maybe she felt burdened by me constantly visiting. Whether she’s living well or not, she probably didn’t want me to see. I was stubborn in my attachment. Now I can only hope she’s at peace wherever she is.”

Cha Yiljoo listened silently, then suddenly cupped Euihyun’s face in his hands and kissed him with a resounding smack. As Euihyun stared blankly, he kissed him several more times. Euihyun, who had been feeling undeniably bitter, finally burst out laughing. Only then did Cha Yiljoo stop the barrage of kisses and gently rubbed his nose against Euihyun’s. Euihyun gazed at him and wrapped his hand around Cha Yiljoo’s, then gently stroked the back of his hand and cautiously asked,

“Yiljoo, what about the issue with your biological father…?”

His clear eyes were filled with deep concern, not curiosity. He must have agonized over asking that question countless times.

“I met with someone from that side again recently. Whether the old man is truly on his deathbed or already gone and just on life support… they offered me more appealing terms and pressed me for a decision. I was sick of seeing their faces, and since we both owed each other, I accepted their terms as they were. I won’t have to see them again now.”

“…….”

“Why? Do I seem too mercenary?”

“No. You must have thought it through carefully. I just thought that if his death is near, you should visit him at least once.”

“Who in that house would welcome me? And should a child who wasn’t sought after by their parents have a reason to seek them out?”

“You might regret it later.”

“Me? I don’t think so at all.”

“But…”

“I told you, Euihyun. I’m not that good of a person.”

“…….”

“Are you disappointed?”

Euihyun slowly shook his head. Then, he cupped Cha Yiljoo’s face and kissed his eyebrows, eyelids, and cheeks in succession. As he was about to kiss his lips, Cha Yiljoo beat him to it. His expression had softened considerably.

“You don’t have anything scheduled today, do you?”

“No.”

“Then we can be together all day.”

Cha Yiljoo toyed with Euihyun’s hair and moved his hips, pressing against him firmly. A moan escaped Euihyun’s lips involuntarily. He liked being inside Cha Yiljoo. It felt like he was being comforted with every fiber of his being, and if he could, he wanted to stay like that forever.

Cha Yiljoo kissed along Euihyun’s jawline, moving his hips fluidly. Then, he pressed his lips firmly against Euihyun’s, whose moans were growing heavier. Euihyun’s breathing became increasingly labored with the continuous thrusts. His breath spilled into Cha Yiljoo’s mouth. The moans he’d held back were completely swallowed. Licking Euihyun’s moist lips, Cha Yiljoo asked casually,

“Haah, shall we make something to eat later? What do you like, Euihyun?”

“Ah, ugh… th, I… uhm…”

Euihyun gripped Cha Yiljoo tightly, his hands clenching. Not satisfied with burying his entire length inside Euihyun, whose buttocks were being crushed, Cha Yiljoo began to grind his pelvis intensely. Euihyun’s abdomen felt distended, as if his lungs were being compressed. His face crumpled. Burying his face in Euihyun’s exposed ear, Cha Yiljoo murmured, “Does it hurt?” His voice and tone were incredibly calm.

“If you could just, either one or the other… haah, ah…”

“Hmm? What did you say?”

Cha Yiljoo asked as if he hadn’t heard. As Euihyun tried to speak again, Cha Yiljoo’s penis slowly slid out, scraping along the walls stretched to accommodate its size, and then pushed back in at the same slow pace. Euihyun’s head lolled back. Burying his face in Euihyun’s exposed neck, Cha Yiljoo chuckled and murmured,

“I can’t hear you, Euihyun.”

Euihyun opened his eyes slowly. The familiar ceiling filled his vision. His head felt somewhat foggy. Had he fallen asleep? He couldn’t remember having any dreams, so he wasn’t sure.

What time was it? He groped around the bed for his phone. He couldn’t find it. He couldn’t recall where he’d put it. He had no choice but to check the clock on the nightstand. It was 4 p.m. He bolted upright. He checked the time several times, but it was still the same. His mind went blank. He hadn’t intended to sleep in that late. Park Hanyoung would be starting to worry, since he hadn’t heard from him since the company dinner the previous day. He hurriedly got out of bed, then stopped abruptly.

Come to think of it, where was Cha Yiljoo?

His last memory was of lying in bed with Cha Yiljoo, talking. But he wasn’t there. Euihyun was also dressed. He lifted his shirt slightly, revealing his abdomen and sides covered in red kiss marks. It seemed he had indeed had sex until he passed out, but he had no idea where Cha Yiljoo was. Tilting his head in confusion, he went outside.

The house was unusually quiet in the late afternoon. There was no sign of anyone anywhere. Cha Yiljoo wasn’t in the living room, the bathroom, the balcony, or the small room. His shoes were nowhere to be seen either.

What happened? Did something urgent come up?

Even if that were the case, Cha Yiljoo would have at least left a note. He looked around again, but there were no memos anywhere. He turned on his phone, which was on the coffee table in the living room. He saw messages from Park Hanyoung asking if he’d gotten home safely last night and if he was awake. There were also New Year’s greetings from a few acquaintances. However, there was nothing from Cha Yiljoo.

He stood blankly in the middle of the living room, then went to the front door. He wasn’t particularly trying to do anything. He just stared down at his shoes sitting there. He was subtly aware of the space beyond the door, but even after a long while, there was no sign of anything.

Isn’t he… coming back?

A strong sense of déjà vu suddenly washed over him. Even though he tried not to think about it, old memories surfaced on their own.

‘…I’m sorry.’

The man with his head bowed, the apologetic voice, and even the image of him hurrying away. Just like back then, when he’d chased after the man naked and been left alone, he stared blankly at the closed front door.

They were supposed to spend the whole day together, but maybe he had a lot on his mind. Maybe, after succumbing to lust and having sex, all sorts of emotions surfaced when his head cleared. Maybe he was suddenly afraid of losing his life and himself as they were.

Of course, Cha Yiljoo had been consistently kind and affectionate, making it hard to dismiss him as that kind of cowardly person. Nevertheless, the experience of cruel failure made his heart undeniably uneasy.

“…….”

He slowly turned around. He couldn’t just wait indefinitely for someone who might or might not return, and he didn’t know when.

Thinking he should at least wash his face, he went into the bathroom. He splashed cold water all over his face. His foggy mind seemed to clear a little. He was about to brush his teeth when he paused, noticing two toothbrushes in the holder. He touched the bristles and felt some moisture. It seemed like Cha Yiljoo hadn’t left long ago.

He brushed aside the futile thought of any further development in their relationship and brushed his teeth. As he wiped his face with a towel and came out, it happened. Suddenly, he heard steady footsteps from beyond the front door. The stride and weight behind each step were familiar. He froze. Soon, the lock on the front door clicked open, and the person he’d been searching for walked in.

“…Oh? You’re awake. When did you wake up?”

As soon as he saw Euihyun, a broad smile spread across his previously expressionless face. It was like magic. Euihyun was so dumbfounded that he couldn’t answer and just stared at Cha Yiljoo. He was wearing Euihyun’s baseball cap pulled low over his head. He held a plastic bag from a nearby bakery in his hand.

“I was going to go for a walk with you when you woke up, but you were sleeping so soundly.”

Cha Yiljoo explained as he headed towards the kitchen counter. He took out a steaming loaf of bread from the plastic bag. Rolling up his sleeves, he washed his hands thoroughly.

“That is…”

“Ah, I realized today is Wednesday. I remembered you saying that the bread from the bakery near here is especially delicious on Wednesdays. I wasn’t sure if they would be open because it’s a holiday, but thankfully they were operating normally. What was it you called it, a small event in everyday life? I thought we could enjoy it together.”

He looked back at Euihyun, who was standing blankly, and gave him a warm smile.

“Come and sit. It’ll be ready soon.”

He gestured toward the dining table with his chin. Euihyun put down his towel and went to sit there.

Cha Yiljoo took eggs out of the refrigerator and made scrambled eggs. Instead of salt, he shredded cheddar cheese and added it for seasoning. When he poured the egg mixture onto a moderately heated pan, a savory aroma filled the air. In another pan, he fried bacon, sausages, and diced potatoes. He put the bread in the toaster and set the timer. He seemed to already know where everything was.

“I bought coffee on my way back, but would you prefer milk?”

“No. Coffee, please.”

Cha Yiljoo handed him a freshly brewed coffee, saying, “Here you go.” The grande-sized paper cup was warm to the touch. The rich aroma of coffee mingled with the appetizing smell of cheesy scrambled eggs.

Finally, he divided the prepared food onto two plates and brought them over. Euihyun had never seen Cha Yiljoo cook before, but the finished product looked quite impressive.

“I always receive from you, this is the first time I’m being treated.”

Euihyun nodded, unable to take his eyes off the plate. Until just a moment ago, he hadn’t realized he was hungry, but his appetite had suddenly returned. It wasn’t surprising. Last night, because of the awards ceremony, he’d barely eaten all day, and at the company dinner, he’d only picked at a few pieces of fruit. His stomach had been empty ever since. He couldn’t ignore the fact that he’d also exerted himself physically before falling asleep.

He deliberately pushed aside the memory that suddenly surfaced. He wasn’t sure what kind of face to show Cha Yiljoo. On the other hand, Cha Yiljoo’s demeanor was quite casual. When their eyes met, he smiled brightly.

“Try it. It’s not bad.”

He encouraged him as he sipped his coffee. Euihyun took a bite of scrambled eggs and bacon together. Thanks to the cheese’s unique aroma and saltiness, the scrambled eggs themselves were savory and flavorful. They paired perfectly with the bacon. He also took a bite of the perfectly toasted bread. He could taste the crispy texture and the flavor of fresh butter. He washed it all down with coffee. The aftertaste was clean.

“How is it?”

“Delicious.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Euihyun, you can’t lie, so that must be your honest opinion.”

“It’s really delicious. Warm and…”

After showering him with compliments, Euihyun absently twirled the fork in his hand.

“I’m touched. It’s been so long since someone cooked for me.”

Cha Yiljoo raised an eyebrow at the unexpected remark. Euihyun smiled shyly and said, “Thank you.” Cha Yiljoo soon returned a faint smile. He didn’t overtly pity or try to comfort Euihyun. He simply picked up his fork and resolved,

“I’ll have to do better.”

Euihyun’s heart swelled. At that moment, those words were more comforting than anything else.

He closed his mouth and picked up his fork again, but their knees kept bumping under the table. Euihyun tried to turn slightly so as not to inconvenience Cha Yiljoo. Instead, Cha Yiljoo moved closer to the table and firmly trapped Euihyun’s legs between his own.

He kissed Euihyun’s lips as Euihyun stared blankly. Then, with a faint smile, he resumed eating. Euihyun felt inexplicably elated. A comforting warmth spread through him, even though he hadn’t finished his meal. As Euihyun lowered his head, overwhelmed by an unbearable sense of fullness, Cha Yiljoo whispered to him in an infinitely gentle voice,

“Happy new year.”