TGMND 114

Yeo-woon’s eyes snapped open as soon as the morning sun rose. It was a familiar morning. Yeo-woon stared blankly at the familiar ceiling and muttered.

“This is annoying…”

Just last night, Yoon Ji-gu had been kissing him and doing other things on the bed where Yeo-woon was now lying.

“At that time… Wasn’t the mood really good?”

Perhaps it was because Yeo-woon teased him a bit about climaxing while being spanked, or because Ji-gu felt wronged for being hit when it wasn’t even his preference. Ji-gu suddenly got irritated, completely ruining the good mood. Flustered, Yeo-woon pushed the cursing Ji-gu into the bathroom to clean up thoroughly and even lent him clothes to change into.

After pushing Ji-gu into the bathroom first, Yeo-woon gathered his own clothes to wash and opened the bathroom door. Ji-gu yelled, covering his chest with his arms, asking what Yeo-woon was doing. It felt like Yeo-woon had heard enough people calling him a pervert for a lifetime just last night. They’d already seen everything of each other, but Ji-gu was still overly sensitive. Yeo-woon had to quietly squat in front of the door, listening to Ji-gu washing and waiting for his turn. After a while, Ji-gu came out of the bathroom with steam rising from his head.

The Ji-gu who had been shamelessly talking about sexual topics in front of him until just a few days ago seemed to have d1ed. Even after Yeo-woon finished washing and came out, he didn’t make a single move towards him.

‘We’re this close, yet he’s just blushing and won’t even hold my hand?’

Yeo-woon, who always thought of himself as less interested in sex compared to others, was a bit surprised to find himself feeling somewhat disappointed. It seems he had been secretly hoping Ji-gu would come closer and touch him or make some advances.

‘…Is he impotent?’

Although he had clearly confirmed with his own eyes that Ji-gu wasn’t impotent, it was absurd. Was this really all? After drawing such a grand picture all this time, was this really everything? Yeo-woon let out a hollow laugh.

‘Well, okay. He must have been really surprised today…’

He must have felt hurt from being suddenly hit. Yeo-woon tried to understand Ji-gu from his perspective. He couldn’t push someone who had been crying intermittently until just an hour ago.

But that wasn’t the end of it. Ji-gu, who Yeo-woon had naturally assumed would stay over, approached the front door and started putting on his shoes haphazardly. He was leaving so naturally that Yeo-woon couldn’t even ask where he was going. He even said goodbye with a “See you tomorrow, hyung.” Yeo-woon just now realized that while living next door had its advantages, it also had disadvantages like this.

“What, you’re not staying over?”

“I have to feed Yoon Bbosong in the morning.”

“Who?”

“My house cat.”

“Ah, Bbosong… But Ji-gu. Do you really have to go now? It’s quite late.”

“It’s right next door.”

“Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”

“I do understand, but the cat, if I come home even a little late, it throws a fit. I’ll be going now. …Hyung, sleep well.”

“…Okay. You too, sleep well.”

The door closed right in front of Yeo-woon’s disgruntled face.

‘What is this?’

He felt somewhat abandoned. Yeo-woon stood there for a while, tilting his head. He had suddenly lost Ji-gu to a cat. It wasn’t exactly something to get angry about, but the feeling of having lost was strange. He couldn’t tell the innocent cat to go hungry…

No, but still, on the day they confirmed their feelings for each other. Even if it was too early to go all the way, shouldn’t he at least stay over? It’s right next door anyway.

“Is he neglecting the fish he has caught, or what?”

Yeo-woon grumbled dissatisfiedly, recalling last night’s events. He felt foolish for having expected something. Ji-gu, who used to say all sorts of shamelessly suggestive things, turned out to be much weaker when it came to the real thing.

“…”

Why should I feel this way because of Ji-gu? Overwhelmed by a sense of bewilderment, Yeo-woon raised his head to check the clock on the desk. It was about time for normal people to be waking up. But even when he checked his phone messenger, neither ‘Earth Star’ nor ‘Yoon Ji-gu’ had sent any messages.

“Is he still not up?”

That can’t be. He went home to feed the cat; there’s no way he’s still asleep at 10 a.m. Yeo-woon chuckled and stood up..

“If you don’t come, I’ll come to you.”

If he was still asleep, it wouldn’t be bad for him to wake him up. Yeo-woon leisurely entered the bathroom, starting with a light shower while thinking about a gift he could bring for Ji-gu.

***

“…”

Ji-gu sat sprawled on the floor, watching the cat’s tail swish lazily back and forth. The loud crunching sound of the cat eating its food echoed through the room. Normally, he would’ve taken out his phone to snap a few pictures, but today he didn’t even have the energy for that.

How much time had passed like that? Ji-gu, who had been sitting still in that spot like a stone statue, turned his head and yawned.

“…Sleepy.”

Ji-gu muttered to himself. The area under his eyes was completely dark. He hadn’t been able to sleep for more than a few hours because he had spent all night curled up under the blanket, punching his pillow.

There was only one reason. Last night, his life had been ruined once again.

From the moment he returned home last night, Ji-gu had sprawled out on his bed, reflecting on the past. He wished he could hit his head hard somewhere and lose his memory. He realized that all the nonsense he had said to Yeo-woon had become embarrassing memories, and he had to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out pathetically.

“…”

Thinking about last night made his face heat up again. He really wanted to die. This wasn’t a joke, he really meant it! He had no face to look Yeo-woon in the eye. Yeo-woon had hugged him tightly and even kissed him with a calm expression, but despite that, Ji-gu still couldn’t bear his own embarrassment.

That’s why he got more irritated and threw tantrums. It was possible because he was confident that Yeo-woon would accept it all. Yeo-woon seemed to show a bit more weakness to Ji-gu tear-stained face. He had a really strange preference.

Yesterday was the best day of his life, but at the same time, it was also the worst. The more irritated he got, the more his eyes stung, which was fvcking annoying. His lower body, soaked and uncomfortable, was fucking annoying too. His still-burning backside pissed him off. But the fact that Yeo-woon, who had made him like this, wasn’t fvcking annoying was also very fvcking annoying. Everything in this world was fvcking annoying!

Yoon Ji-gu had fallen asleep after cursing the world, only to be woken up by his cat pressing down on his chest. He never needed an alarm clock since the cat always woke him at the same time every day.

“What should I do…”

After a night of sleep, the embarrassment had only grown worse, and he couldn’t bring himself to contact Yeo-woon. Had Yeo-woon thrown away the black paddle he used to spank his bottom yesterday? To make matters worse, it was black, which made it seem even more ominous. If Yeo-woon hadn’t thrown it away, he was willing to go and throw it away himself. But to do that, he would have to enter Yeo-woon’s house and face him.

Ji-gu wasn’t ready to face him yet. He wanted to wait until his actions from the past night faded from his memory and no longer felt like a burden.

Ding dong-.

“…?”

A delivery?

Ji-gu got up from his seat without thinking and approached the front door. After enough time had passed for the delivery person to have taken the elevator down, he half-opened the door and checked the front. However, what was in front of the door wasn’t a brown delivery box, but a familiar sneaker.

A sneaker with neatly tied white laces was on the floor. Above the white socks were pale, straight legs. Ji-gu, who had been blankly staring at the somehow familiar legs, raised his gaze to face the owner of the sneakers.

“Hello. Did you sleep well?”

Aaargh!

Ji-gu almost screamed. Yeo-woon attacked his heart with a bright smile. Wearing a light blue plain T-shirt and white shorts that reached just above his knees, Yeo-woon seemed to have a glowing aura behind him. Compared to him, Ji-gu…! Ji-gu hastily hid more than half of his face behind the door. Seeing Ji-gu suddenly being cautious, Yeo-woon chuckled as if finding it absurd.

“What are you doing?”

“I, I haven’t washed up yet.”

“You washed last night, didn’t you?”

“…I haven’t even washed my face.”

“Huh? Then do it now. I’m coming in.”

“W-wait a moment!”

Yeo-woon forcefully widened the door that was only open a hand’s width and barged into the house. As he took off his shoes, he made an “Ah!” sound as if he had remembered something. Then he handed a shopping bag to Ji-gu, who was fidgeting behind him.

“This is a gift.”

“…?”

What gift. Was it his birthday today? Ji-gu thoughtlessly reached into the shopping bag and pulled out the contents. The rustling of the plastic was loud. What he felt in his hand was very soft. The object inside the transparent plastic was dark gray and round. Ji-gu’s expression hardened.

“Hello, Bbosong.”

Yeo-woon bent down to greet the cat. At first, the cat ignored him, but now it often allowed Yeo-woon to pet it, probably judging him to be a harmless human due to his frequent visits. Yeo-woon, who had been stroking the black fur in the direction of its growth, turned around and spoke to Ji-gu, who was standing frozen like a stone.

“It’s a cushion. You kept saying it hurt yesterday.”

“…”

“I went out this morning and bought it so you wouldn’t hurt while gaming. Do you like my gift?”

“…Hyung!”

“Aren’t you going to wash your face?”

Ji-gu gripped the edge of the donut-shaped cushion tightly, crumpling it as he tried to gather his wits. It was clear that Yeo-woon was teasing him right now. His grinning face was annoying.

“Wash your face and come out. Let’s play games together later.”

Yoon Ji-gu couldn’t suddenly get angry at that face. Ji-gu lifelessly dropped the cushion on the floor and trudged into the bathroom. Fvck, fvck fvck! Ji-gu shook his head. He was happy to see Yeo-woon’s face first thing in the morning, but he wasn’t entirely pleased.

He splashed cold water on his face to calm down his bright red complexion. After glaring at his face in the mirror, which had finally returned to its normal color, Ji-gu wet his hand and smoothed down his messy hair. Now he looked somewhat presentable.

“Ah shit, why is this happening.”

The only flaw was the slight darkness under his eyes, probably due to sleeping too late last night. He rubbed under his eyes with his fingers and sighed. After a while, when Ji-gu came out of the bathroom, Yeo-woon was standing right in front of him.

“You took a long time washing up.”

“…What.”

Yeo-woon, who had been leaning against the bathroom door waiting for him to come out, stared intently at Ji-gu’s face and smiled faintly. Ji-gu was very curious about what Yeo-woon was thinking while looking at him. Just being stared at made him feel embarrassed again, and his ears grew hot. Yeo-woon finally spoke.

“Gubyeol-ah.”

“…!”

Ji-gu held his breath.

“Marry me.”

“N-no.”

Flustered, he tried to step back, but the bathroom door was already tightly closed behind him, leaving nowhere to retreat. Yeo-woon came close, leaving only about a hand’s width of distance, and looked up at him as he spoke.

“Please, I’m begging you. Marry me. Hm? Please.”

“…”

“Why aren’t you saying anything? You promised to marry me when we met.”

“I-I’ll do it, so just…”

“Really? Then let’s do it today.”

Having gotten what he wanted, Yeo-woon smiled as if feeling refreshed. Then he added one more thing.

“But Ji-gu.”

“…”

“You act all cute and sly in the game, but why can’t you say anything when you see my face? Are you one of those? A keyboard warrior?”

“W-What are you talking about!”

“Whoa, why are you yelling? Did I hit a nerve?”

“No? Not at all!”

“Yeah, right.”

Yeo-woon persistently stared at Ji-gu, who was avoiding his gaze, and seemed to be enjoying it. He was clearly teasing and playing with him. M-marriage? Even if it was just game talk, hearing those words from Yeo-woon was so embarrassing and wonderful that his heart wouldn’t calm down. His face flushed instantly, negating the effort of washing up.

“I think I saw a laptop at your place before, does Illusion run on that too?”

“Y-yes, it does.”

“Then lend it to me.”

“Okay, but… Aren’t you being too… clingy from the morning?”

“What, are you already keeping me at arm’s length?”

“It’s not that, it’s just, hyung… uh.”

Yeo-woon was sticking close without any sense of personal space. Ji-gu tried hard to think of other things to prevent his lower body from reacting, pushing Yeo-woon away with his foot. At his feet, the gray cushion, still in its plastic wrap, rustled. It was a very chaotic morning.