BHB 141 SS End

Yeowon boarded the passenger seat first, tormented by his own incomprehensible behavior. With his eyes closed from heavy fatigue, he tried to calmly sort through his turbulent emotions. 

‘Be mature. Act like an adult.’ He had resolved not to lash out when angry and then regret it afterward, just as he used to. It wasn’t so much that he didn’t want to hurt Taegang; he just couldn’t stand his own behavior anymore.

Tap.

With his vision blocked, he heard the driver’s side door open. Feeling Taegang’s distinctive scent waft in, Yeowon closed his eyes even more tightly. After a moment of thick silence, that breath-stopping scent came right up to his nose. Along with a low breathing sound, he felt the safety belt being placed around him. Only then did the engine start, and the car departed with a heavy engine sound. 

Yeowon shifted his body and turned his head toward the window. He could feel it. Taegang’s consideration in deliberately not starting a conversation. Taegang’s patience as he suppressed his feelings just as much as Yeowon did.

***

“That’s why I told you not to go.”

Thinking that Yeowon’s low mood was due to the event, Taegang casually remarked as Yeowon headed toward the bed with tired steps right after showering.

Though casually thrown, the words were steeped in concern.

“I told you it’s not that.” Sitting on the bed, Yeowon answered as calmly as possible.

“Then.” Taegang suddenly approached him, kneeling on the floor before the bed to meet his eye level, and carefully wrapped his hands around Yeowon’s knees. “…What did I do wrong this time?”

His face was filled with anguish as he asked in a humble posture. He looked completely bewildered, as if he had been pondering this the entire way home. Yeowon shook his head and pulled at Taegang’s arm.

“I said it’s nothing. Get up, what are you doing?”

“I’m asking because I don’t know.”

“…Taegang.”

“I need to know what it is so I can apologize or not.”

It was an action that indicated he was willing to give in regardless of the reason. It wasn’t like Taegang. And yet, it was working; Yeowon’s heart was moved. He was definitely different now. He no longer showed stubbornness or pride in front of Yeowon. He was simply anxious around him.

“…Ha….” Yeowon let out a deep sigh and pulled at Taegang’s arm again. “Get up first.”

“…Tell me what it is first.”

“I’m telling you to get up because it’s embarrassing to talk about.”

Yeowon didn’t want to see Taegang kneeling before him, regardless of the circumstances. The humble posture of that proud person was never something he was accustomed to. But Taegang didn’t budge an inch. Faced with his rock-solid determination, Yeowon rubbed his face dry and hesitated for a long while.

“You’re right. It is because of you.”

Yeowon opened his eyes sharply, as if resolved to face the embarrassment. Yes, it was all Taegang’s fault. Becoming this petty, constantly having these absurd thoughts.

“I saw Jeon Chaemin at school.”

“…What are you talking about again—”

“He didn’t say anything. I just saw him briefly from a distance, just me.”

Taegang’s face visibly twisted at the three syllables of Jeon Chaemin’s name. That name was clearly uncomfortable for both Yeowon and Taegang.

“Seeing him just reminded me of things.”

“……”

“That’s all it is.”

“…That’s all in the past.”

“I know. That’s why I said it was nothing.”

“It’s not nothing. What were you thinking when you saw him?”

“…What do you think?”

Yeowon was reluctant to speak his mind, finding the topic distasteful. Bringing up this subject again felt pathetic and embarrassing, and it was starting to irritate him. This was exactly why he hadn’t wanted to talk about it…

“I heard there’s a rumor among women that you’re sexually dysfunctional?”

“What?”

“…I heard it from the teaching assistant noona.”

“You’ve been asking around about that?”

Taegang let out an incredulous breath and looked at Yeowon with an expression that said “you’re killing me.”

“It just came up in conversation.”

“So. What else?”

“What?”

“What else did you hear?”

“……”

Embarrassed by the fact that he had been inquiring about him, Yeowon hesitated to answer, “I was just… curious about what you were like when dating.”

“……”

“But it turns out you’re completely different.”

“How so?”

“The you that dates other people. And the you that dates me.”

“……”

“I realized they were different, but still…” Yeowon tried to speak as maturely as possible, but his face twisted spitefully. The lingering images that kept surfacing tormented him.

“But…”

That scene was too embarrassing, and Taegang’s absorbed appearance during that act was still intense to him. It was the image that wouldn’t fade away. Not the scene of lovemaking with Jeon Chaemin, but the sight of Taegang engaging in that act with someone else kept surfacing and leading to strange imaginings.

“…With Jeon Chaemin, you definitely…”

“You were watching.” Taegang gripped Yeowon’s knees even more firmly. 

Yeowon asked back with a dumbfounded expression, as if he had misheard. “…What?”

“I knew.”

“…Knew what?”

“That you were watching.” Taegang added as casually as if discussing tomorrow’s lunch menu. 

Yeowon was the only one frozen in shock. “…You knew back then?”

It was a sound he was hearing for the first time. No, it was something he never expected to hear. He was saying that Lee Taegang knewhe had been watching that scene he had suddenly witnessed like a bolt of lightning one day.

“You think I don’t know your schedule, your range of movements?”

“…Ha….”

“I was gambling.”

“……”

“To see if you’d feel anything watching me rolling around with a man.”

“……”

“If even that wouldn’t affect you…” Lee Taegang’s face drew closer. 

Yeowon, lost in thought, didn’t even notice him approaching and stared at him with a blurred focus.

“…You really….”

“But it was the best thing I’ve ever done in my life.”

“……”

“Because that’s when you finally started to notice me.”

As he drew closer, Yeowon backed away and inadvertently fell onto the bed. With his view now of the ceiling as she lay back, Yeowon still couldn’t find words.

“…Are you angry?” Lee Taegang’s face appeared in his field of vision instead of the ceiling. With the bedroom light behind him, his face was darkened, but not completely invisible. That arrogant face, filled with anxiety despite everything he’d just said.

“…I’m too shocked to think of anything.”

“I’m sorry.” Then, uncharacteristically, he apologized again.

“You slut.”

But there was no sign of genuine remorse. He simply examined his dumbfounded self piece by piece as he lowered his face and pressed his lips against him.

“Still, I can’t back down.”

“……”

“You can’t break up with me.”

Turning his head, Taegang pushed his tongue in, kissing him as if clinging to him. His tongue slid in without hesitation, aimlessly searching inside his mouth. Again. Another aggressive kiss. He tormented him like he was having sex, pushing his tongue deep into his throat until it was hard to breathe. 

When Yeowon pushed against his shoulder because he couldn’t breathe, Taegang stubbornly pressed closer.

“Ugh… mmph.”

Though strained moans of breathlessness broke out intermittently, he licked and lewdly took his saliva as if he wanted to consume those moans too.

“…Haa… please….”

When he pushed him away, whimpering because he could barely breathe, Taegang, already heated up, roughly pulled off his pajama top as if he would tear it.

“…Hah… I wanted to do this with you in a formal suit.”

He whispered in a low voice, drenched with excitement. 

Yeowon could see his eyes gradually losing control. Feeling that if he was swept away any further, he’d give in again, Yeowon used all his strength to push him off.

“We haven’t finished talking yet, you know?”

“I already said I was sorry, didn’t I?”

“Ha…. You….”

“There’s nothing to worry about.”

“…What?”

“Now that my slutty lower half has found its owner.”

“Crazy….”

“It’s all yours now.”

“……”

“If you’re still worried, keep me in check then.”

“…You crazy bastard.”

When Yeowon swore in resignation, Taegang let out a low laugh and nibbled on his earlobe. Then, breathing hot air into his ear, he whispered sweetly, “That’s right. I’m fucking crazy.”

“……”

“Even in this situation, I’m so turned on because I think you’re jealous.”

That statement seemed to have no hint of falsehood, as his bulging center pressing against him revealed its presence. Though indignation was stronger, seeing him so excited strangely made his lower abdomen tingle too. 

They both seemed beyond help. It was a cycle of winning and losing between them. Both Taegang, who apologized readily yet felt joy, and himself, who was angry at his outrageous story yet had his heart melted by his blind devotion.

“…This is bad. Getting caught by someone like you.”

Yeowon said, glaring as he grabbed his collar. 

Despite his aggressive tone, Taegang only smiled faintly. “I’m lucky. That you got caught by someone like me.”

The curve on his lips flowed down his cheek and jaw. Each time it traced his skin, Yeowon felt his faint smile. He was genuinely happy about this situation. Taegang found Yeowon’s indignation about his promiscuous past lovable. 

He really couldn’t win. He couldn’t beat this guy who was simply happy.

Yeowon finally lay on the bed, releasing all strength from his body. His lips traveled down his cleavage. He was breathing more heavily than he was while being caressed. Then he came back up, softly calling his name, Han Yeowon, as he explored his lips. He rubbed his lips against him, came in and sucked on his tongue like a candy. 

The movement was so fast and suffocating that Yeowon grabbed his chin and firmly said, “…Take it slow.”

At his low commanding tone, Taegang, breathing heavily, moved his tongue slowly again. Slipping back in smoothly, he moaned as he traced his palate and began to rock his body pressed against him. Soon, he straddled him and started removing his clothes one by one. As his firm, robust body was revealed under the light, Yeowon unconsciously swallowed. His fierce muscles were twitching with excitement.

“…I don’t think I can go slow.” His chest expanded greatly.

“…Always doing things your way.”

When Yeowon looked at him and grumbled playfully, he laughed softly. He had been laughing often lately. Not light sneers or empty laughs, but sounds that resonated in Yeowon’s heart. The sound of him laughing because he was truly happy and joyful always stirred his heart. Like a young boy just starting his first love.

Seeing him laugh like that despite doing something so cowardly and foolish made his heart burn somehow. Even his anger became distant as his heart filled up. Predictably, this was love. It was too awkward a feeling, unfamiliar and difficult, yet clear. He hadn’t said it out loud yet. He didn’t plan to for a while. Because it’s too shallow for a man to say such things easily.

It didn’t matter if it seemed childish and foolish. That’s who they were. People don’t change easily. Their unchangingly pathetic selves would unchangingly continue this relationship. It was a predictable story, so predictable that he wasn’t even curious about the future.

《Bad Hard Boys Side Story – The End》