HARD 20

Go Woonha definitely had no pubic hair. It was completely clean. For someone who played around so dirty, his skin tone wasn’t even that dark. In fact, Cha Gyuwon had many questions about Go Woonha’s genitals. Did you never have hair there to begin with? Why on earth do you have beads? The thing about you being a slut is a lie, right? What kind of slut’s dick is this clean?, and so on.

“I got it waxed there.”

Go Woonha answered readily.

“I thought it would be more convenient for playing around.”

“……”

Cha Gyuwon’s expression darkened. Seeing his face instantly turn gloomy, Go Woonha pulled the razor away.

“Why? Were you hoping what I said back then was a lie?”

“…No. It’s okay now.”

“Why ‘now’?”

“……”

“All done. Wash your face. Wipe it with a towel first.”

After doing everything he was told, Cha Gyuwon washed his face and looked at Go Woonha in the mirror.

He felt more courageous than when they were actually making eye contact.

“Did you put the beads in yourself, hyung?”

“Were you worried someone forced those in too? What, did you imagine some story where I met a trashy lover, went through heartbreak, and decided, to hell with it, I’ll just sleep around?”

“No….”

“Yes, you did.”

He was sure that before he came in, he had thought it would be the absolute end if he heard this kind of bullshit, but surprisingly, he wasn’t very angry.

Go Woonha tidied up his tools and put them in the bathroom cabinet.

“Move aside. Let me wash my hands.”

Of course, pushing the large body to the side didn’t make things any more comfortable. Go Woonha teased Cha Gyuwon, who boasted a large presence next to him.

“Your body is so big, why is your nerve so small?”

“…At least my nerve should be small. Since my body is this big.”

“Is that so?”

“……”

“To be honest, I was so mad I didn’t want to see you again…. I had a lot of doubts even on my way here. It was a hassle.”

“…Hk.”

“But now that I see you again, I’m not angry. It’s absurd.”

He was being sincere. Go Woonha let out a dry laugh at the ridiculousness of it all.

Cha Gyuwon kept his lips pressed tightly together and his head turned to the side for a moment before asking.

“So what happens now?”

“I know, right. What should we do?”

In truth, they weren’t in a position to even have this kind of conversation. If one of them wanted to end it, it would end, and if they wanted to keep rolling around, they could just keep rolling around.

“I’ll give you a chance. Say everything you want to say.”

But had they developed a physical attachment in that time? Go Woonha said something unexpected. It was a reaction he himself hadn’t anticipated.

“Before that, first.”

Go Woonha, who had turned his body with his back to the sink, set aside thoughts of the future and brought up what he had prepared to say. It was true that Cha Gyuwon had acted like a child. But it was also true that he had been too harsh to a child.

“I was so sick and tired of people treating me like I had a problem, like I was some poor kid who ended up this way because of some unavoidable circumstances. I acted emotionally. I was the one who was being childish. I’m sorry.”

“……”

Cha Gyuwon snapped his head up. His eyes wavered. Go Woonha raised a hand and cut him off sharply.

“Just don’t cry. I don’t really like crying.”

At those words, Cha Gyuwon’s eyes widened and he tensed up.

Thanks to his haircut, his eyes were more visible. It was commendable how he tried to pretend he wasn’t on the verge of tears, even though his eyes were moist.

Hmm, but crying might be okay. As long as I don’t have to be the one to comfort him, right? He’s pretty. Should I put him on his back and make him cry?

Go Woonha imagined lightly tying the base of Cha Gyuwon’s penis so he couldn’t cum, and then teasing him.

“Can I really say what I want to say?”

“Since this might be the last time.”

He deliberately said it more spitefully. But it wasn’t wrong either. He had apologized to Cha Gyuwon and hadn’t gotten angry. What came next was a matter to be decided later. It would be hard to find a sex partner with such good sexual chemistry, but Cha Gyuwon’s attitude was too much of a problem to keep him as just a sex partner.

“Then, just a moment.”

Cha Gyuwon went out to the living room. When Go Woonha stayed put, he peeked his head around the door and beckoned with his finger.

“No, wait in the living room.”

Then he popped back out of sight.

He must be over 190 cm tall, yet he feels absurdly cute. Go Woonha let out a disbelieving laugh and went out to the living room.

“What is it? You said you had something to say, but what….”

Cha Gyuwon had Go Woonha sit on the sofa and, just like before, served refreshments that seemed fit for noble young ladies.

“…Please have this while you wait.”

“This feels like you’re telling me not to go anywhere while I eat this.”

“That’s right.”

“Really?”

Instead of answering, Cha Gyuwon poured tea into Go Woonha’s cup and disappeared into his room.

A moment later, a large screen slowly descended along the living room wall, which had no TV.

“What the?”

Go Woonha, who had been drinking his tea, suddenly frowned.

Don’t tell me this is a proposal. Go Woonha sensed he was screwed and slowly put down his teacup. Then he checked for his car key.

Soon, the lights went out. The moment the prelude to some sweet music starts, I’m out of here. He gripped the car key in his pocket tightly, a wide smile on his face.

“I’ve prepared what I wanted to say to you, hyung.”

And then Cha Gyuwon came out of the room. He was dressed in a black shirt and black pants. Go Woonha felt a sense of dread so chilling it ran down his spine, along with a slight feeling of nausea. No, this is really not it.

“Are you uncomfortable somewhere? You’re not thinking of leaving, are you?”

He had only slightly lifted his butt off the seat, but Cha Gyuwon noticed with uncanny sharpness and asked. Go Woonha just smiled gently and didn’t answer. It was a sight that, had his younger brother seen it, he would have roared with joy and recorded it on video. Go Woonha, flustered like this, he would think.

“You told me to say what I wanted. You gave me the chance.”

Did Mr. Gyuwon even do his hair?

Go Woonha bit back the question that threatened to pop out at the sight of the failed hairstyling, which just looked slightly damp.

Cha Gyuwon pressed a switch, turning off the living room lights. On top of that, the blackout curtains closed automatically, and the house was plunged into darkness in an instant. A useless development in technology.

“Hyung, if you break your promise… I’ll be really sad….”

His voice was genuinely hurt.

“I told you to say it with words, Mr. Gyuwon. But what is this? What could this be… hmm?”

Go Woonha smiled, hiding his flustered state.

Cha Gyuwon didn’t answer, showing signs of nervousness. He cleared his throat and fidgeted with his clothes unnecessarily. A bad sign.

And soon, the screen began to light up. Go Woonha genuinely wanted to scream. He had never done that before.

“I’ve been thinking about you, hyung, this whole time. And I’ve organized my thoughts. My heart, too… I’ve made a decision.”

What is it.

Unbelievably cutesy fonts, trendy effects, and metallic-coated balloon objects floated all over the screen. It looked like the words ‘Marry Me?’ would pop up any second. It wouldn’t be strange at all if they did. A sense of foreboding made Go Woonha’s entire body go cold. Just then, the page turned.

…Is this a PowerPoint presentation?

“First of all. After you left like that, hyung, I looked into you.”

“……”

What… is this?

Go Woonha wanted to ask Cha Gyuwon immediately, but he was so flabbergasted that he was at a loss for words. The Go Woonha.

“This is an interview I gathered from the partners you’ve met.”

Cha Gyuwon’s expression turned gloomy. His voice, likewise, sank into a somber tone.

Go Woonha was so stunned and dumbfounded that he had to ask.

“You gathered all of these?”

“No… there were too many, so I narrowed them down.”

“……”

“This might not be an appropriate expression, but… I divided them based on their user reviews.”

Cha Gyuwon, still with a dejected expression, changed the slide. On it were reviews organized by star ratings. Go Woonha, who had been baffled by the unexpected format, belatedly mulled over the words user reviews and let out a dry laugh. He wasn’t wrong. Surprisingly, he wasn’t offended; in fact, he was intrigued.

“If you’re curious about their authenticity, I can play the voice recordings.”

“…How did you get these when you said you haven’t even been outside?”

“I hired people.”

Cha Gyuwon said shyly and with a hint of pride.

Perhaps Cha Gyuwon was not in his right mind. This was the moment Go Woonha had that thought for the first time.

“It’s the first time I’ve used my family’s help.”

So you used gangsters to dig into your sex partner hyung’s past?

Go Woonha’s head was seriously throbbing. No, such a refined expression was insufficient. His brain was throbbing.

“The reviews were polarizing… the good ones said you have good manners, you’re good at accommodating different plays, you have good stamina, you have a big dick, the beads are amazing… things like that.”

Cha Gyuwon took a breath. As if just speaking about it was agonizing and hurtful.

Then, after catching his breath, he changed the slide again. Go Woonha let out a short, incredulous laugh and sank deep into the sofa. Let’s see how far he’ll go. It was so absurd that he couldn’t help but do so.

“And that you’re clean with your endings. It was mostly either four or five stars or one star, there was no in-between. Oh, but being clean with your endings was a common point even in the one-star reviews. But those people said they didn’t like it because you were too clean. …For the record, I think I would dislike that a little too.”

“Is that Hwani hyung?”

Go Woonha asked, pointing at a review under the four-star rating. Cha Gyuwon looked at that part, frowned, and reluctantly nodded.

“Yes. But the person who did my hair too, and, hyung, how do you manage to stay on good terms with all your sex partners? I don’t think I could do that.”

“No, hurry up and go to the one-star reviews. I’m curious what they said.”