VDN Ch 44

Seo-oh looked uneasy at Nam-woon, who was busy moving wood in the yard and anxiously asked,

“Are you sure you can do this?”

“Of course. We just need to set up the wood and nail it. Are you going to help me?”

Seo-oh nodded reluctantly

“Hold this.”

As Nam-woon stood a tall wood upright, he looked at Seo-oh and said, “Grab onto it.” Seo-oh crouched down silently as he held the wood, while Nam-woon suddenly leaned in with the hammer.

Thud.

Seo-oh instinctively leaned back, and the wood he had just stood up toppled over.

“What are you doing? I almost hit you.”

“…….”

Seo-oh picked up the wood again. Thwack. As Nam-woon quickly hammered in a nail and stepped back a few paces, his foot got caught on some scattered wood materials.

“Ah!”

As Nam-woon nearly fell backward, Seo-oh urgently reached out, calling, “Hyung!”

“Whoa, I almost fell.”

“…….”

“Thanks.

However, Seo-oh was looking downward instead of Nam-woon’s face. For some reason he felt a feeling of emptiness underneath. Nam-woon also glanced down.

“…….”

Nam-woon’s underwear was clearly visible. It was underwear designed with one thousand won bills. It was a situation that happened when Seo-oh’s outstretched hand caught Nam-woon’s waistband. Nam-woon looked at Seo-oh, whose eyes were trembling as he quickly pulled up his pants at the speed of light.

“What are you looking at!”

After standing silently for a while, Seo-oh eventually spoke with a strange tone.

“Do they have different versions of that underwear?”

“Why?”

Surprised by the sudden question, Nam-woon looked puzzled.

“I want to buy one for Se-han.”

“Se-han? Why would you buy this for Se-han? It’s too big.”

“There might be a children’s version. I think it would be good for Sehan to wear something like this since he’s not very good with money.”

But Se-han knows all the bills, doesn’t he? At that moment, Seo-oh quickly added.

“Are there any other versions? Like five thousand or ten thousand won bills.”

“Huh? Uh-huh…”

Nam-woon answered absentmindedly, then realized his mistake and looked at Seo-oh, but he had already turned his back. Seo-oh said, “Bathroom” and strode out of the yard.

Ah, damn, why did I say there was a ten thousand won bill? I shouldn’t have said that.

The question had come so suddenly that he couldn’t think of anything else.

Did he find out? Or did he not?

Nam-woon tried to calm his pounding heart and recalled Seo-oh’s expression. He wasn’t sure, but… he probably wasn’t caught. If he had been caught, Seo-oh wouldn’t be so calm.

Boom.

Seo-oh entered the house loudly, as if he were destroying everything in sight and headed straight for the bathroom. Slamming the door shut and leaning against the narrow bathroom wall, he covered his mouth with his hand.

Was that dream real?

Seok Nam-woon’s underwear. The visuals, angles, and density of the bills in the dream had matched exactly, which was a shocking sight in the dream. There was even a version where ten thousand-won bills existed.

“…No, it couldn’t be.”

But if such a thing were real, Nam-woon wouldn’t be doing that in his own house. Seo-oh repeated to himself that it wasn’t real while naturally recalling the dream from that day.

Thinking back, it felt oddly realistic. The skin stuck to his palm like sticky rice cake. And Nam-woon’s embarrassed expression. It was so similar to the real Nam-woon’s reaction that it couldn’t just be dismissed as a dream.

At that moment, he had undoubtedly lost his mind. It was a huge deal to do something impulsively while sleeping. He almost forced himself on him.

Why am I acting like this these days? Just a short while ago, he did something impulsive again.

Trying a pheromone shower on Nam-woon was an unplanned act. He and Hyung weren’t even dating yet, so it shouldn’t have happened. But he couldn’t think straight due to the strong alpha scent coming from Nam-woon.

Fortunately or unfortunately, the effects of the pheromone shower did not last very long. Typically, it lasted about a week. In the case of a dominant alpha, it could last up to a month, but Seo-oh was an incomplete dominant alpha.

Seo-oh had a weak sense of smell for pheromones from a young age. His trait was that he could naturally smell other people’s scents, even when their own pheromones were concealed. However, Seo-oh could only detect scents when the pheromones were emitted strongly.

This was his first time trying a pheromone shower, so the effect probably wasn’t long-lasting. However, if there were any changes in Nam-woon’s response to the pheromones, he could confirm it at any time. That alone was significant.

“Did you have a good day at school?”

“Yeah.”

Watching Nam-woon greet him at home, unknowingly giving off his pheromones, made Seo-oh’s stomach feel tight. And imagining Nam-woon wandering around while covered in his scent everywhere stirred up a dark possessiveness deep in his heart.

Since Seo-oh applied the pheromone, Se-han has become even more attached to Nam-woon. Although he didn’t know anything, he seemed to intuitively feel reassured by his brother’s pheromones and clung to Nam-woon even more.

“Why, why are you doing this?”

“Come here.”

Suddenly, he remembered the moment when he had put his pheromones on Nam-woon’s body and had close contact with him. And how he kissed and rubbed his body against his in his dream.

Seo-oh’s lower half gradually began to stiffen. After he hesitated for a moment, Seo-oh grabbed his pants and underwear at once and pulled them down slightly. Then, a large p*nis sprang out. Leaning against the bathroom wall with his back, he grabbed the veinly erect p*nis with his hand and shook it. “Ha” Seo-oh’s humid breath filled the small bathroom.

If that hadn’t been a dream, he would have really…

He recalled the hazy memories from the dream, and he overlaid his dirty fantasies on top of them. He imagined sucking Nam-woon’s sticky tongue on his lips, spreading his firm buttocks with his hand, and inserting his p*nis into his tight hole. He imagined holding Nam-woon’s waist and holding him down as he trembled in pain or embarrassment as he buried himself deeper and deeper. Nam-woon’s usually pale skin, which usually had a red tint would turn a deep, vivid red the moment their bodies connected.

Seo-oh’s forehead wrinkled mercilessly as his excitement grew. His movements of stroking up and down became faster. He wanted to put it in his Hyung. Suddenly, Seo-oh’s mind was filled only with instincts.

Nam-woon paced around anxiously, picking up and dropping pieces of wood in the yard.

“Hyung, nothing strange happened that day, right?”

If he asks that, he’ll just brush it off with a…

“Did you really have a dream of something like that?”

That’s it.

And then he pretends not to know. Nam-woon, who was running simulations in his head to prepare for any situation, kicked a piece of wood lying around. Ah, would he really think it’s true? Any sane person would think it’s all just a dream. Let’s not worry.

But why did he go to the bathroom? Why isn’t he coming out? After waiting for a long time, Seo-oh finally appeared. Nam-woon maintained a poker face and spoke softly.

“Did you have some important business? Why are you so late?”

But Seo-oh’s hair was damp. like some who took a shower.

“What, did you shower?”

Seo-oh lowered his head and parted his lips.

“Hyung.”

His ears were bright red.

“What?”

“Last time, you know that time.”

“Uh, when?”

Nam-woon swallowed his saliva.

“When Se-han went to his friend’s house to sleep and we slept together that day…”

“Yeah?”

If he asks if anything strange happened, just answer casually.

“Did I try to take off your underwear?”

“Your dream… What?”

Nam-woon’s eyes widened in surprise at the unexpectedly direct question.

“Underwear…Did I try to take off your underwear?”

“No! You didn’t take off my underwear!?”

Nam-woon shook his head frantically in denial. His hair flew wildly with the intense movement.

Nam-woon responded to Seo-oh’s out-of-the-ordinary question about whether he had taken off his underwear. No, that never happened. He kept repeating, like a broken record, that he never took off the underwear. Seo-oh, listening to Nam-woon’s voice, suddenly turned his back.

“What, what? Where are you going again?’”

When Nam-woon asked, looking at his broad back, Seo-oh replied in his usual tone.

“I’ve just realized I have an assignment due tomorrow. I can’t help you today.”

Then he walked into the house without looking back. What’s going on? Did he find out? Or did he not? But why is he suddenly going inside? How am I supposed to deal with all of this alone…? Nam-woon, who had no idea of Seo-oh’s situation, stood alone in the yard, stomping heavily on the innocent tree.

***

The atmosphere between the two has been strange lately.

“…….”

Deok-chil observed the two young men standing facing each other in the middle of the office while chewing on a chewy snack.

Nam-woon moved his left foot and Kwon Seo-oh moved his left foot. When Nam-woon moved to the right, unfortunately, so did Kwon Seo-oh. After repeating this several times, Nam-woon finally spoke up.

“You go first.”

Without even looking at Nam-woon, Kwon Seo-oh passed him and went outside. Jang-mi, who was sitting next to Deok-chil and watching the scene, commented.

“What’s up with them today? The atmosphere is so tense.”

“Huh? It doesn’t seem like that kind of atmosphere. Doesn’t it look like they’re embarrassed?”

Deok-chil said as he pushed the rest of the chewy snack into his mouth. They seemed to have had an argument, but there was a strange awkwardness in the air.

Lately, Kwon Seo-oh always had a furrowed brow and whenever there was an argument, he seemed ready to explode at the other person. But he didn’t even glance in Nam-woon’s direction, as if he had a neck problem. The funny thing was, when Nam-woon was focused on something else, Kwon Seo-oh would turn his head and stare directly at his face.

At that moment, Nam-woon, who had sat down next to Deok-chil, clenched his fist and pounded his waist.

“Boss, is your back hurting?”

“Yeah. A bit.”

“Shall I give you a massage?”

Seo-oh, who had stepped out for a moment, returned. Nam-woon looked at Deok-chil’s hand with a suspicious gaze. There was a distrustful look on his face. Perhaps it was because of the hands that used to wield an axe and break things. Deok-chil who was sitting close to Nam-woon confidently said,

“I have a massage certificate.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes. Why don’t you try it once? I’ll make you feel really good.”

With some hesitation, Nam-woon lay down on the sofa, and Deok-chil climbed on top of him. With the feeling of a heavy weight on his body, there was a faint thud coming from somewhere in the office.