HRDT Ch 8

“Do you think this looks okay?”

Raewon’s voice was completely hoarse. He was muttering some curses under his breath. From what could be overheard, it sounded like he was cursing Choi Taejin.

Just then, the door swung open and Choi Taejin came in. Yeo Huido immediately bowed a full 90 degrees, and Raewon barely managed to lift his flushed face. His expression contorted the moment he saw Taejin. The very person he had just been cursing had arrived.

“Leave the medicine and get out.”

As the short command fell from Taejin, Yeo Huido left without a single look back. With the click of the door shutting, quiet returned to the room.

The two men continued their intense staring contest. In reality, Taejin was just staring nonchalantly, while only Raewon was shooting daggers with his venomous eyes. But the standoff did not last long. The slightest movement made his back feel like it would snap, and Raewon let out a groan as he buried his face back into the pillow.

“You get out too.”

“Can’t you try to speak a little more nicely.”

Taejin paid him no mind and sat down on the edge of the bed. He scanned the first aid supplies Yeo Huido had left, picking out only what was necessary and tossing them onto the mattress with a soft thud.

Raewon sniffled, his nose still runny. How can he be so shameless after butchering a person like this. He had firmly resolved never to associate with him again, but there was no way for him to refuse Choi Taejin.

When he whipped away the blanket, the naked body he had kept hidden was revealed. His bare body was covered in a riot of colors. There were places with purplish-black bruises, places engraved with bright red bite marks, all of them traces left by Taejin.

“I only bit and sucked on you a little and you’ve become a total rag.”

“…You son of a bitch.”

“Stop resisting already. Because of you, I can’t even go to work.”

Who is he blaming right now! Raewon shot his head up and glared fiercely at Taejin.

Unlike him, who was on the verge of death, Choi Taejin had a clean face and was dressed in his usual suit. It was hard to believe he was the same person who had drunk so heavily the day before; not a single trace of a hangover could be found, and his handsome face even had a glow to it.

Out of a sense of injustice and anger, Raewon slammed his fist onto his thigh. Ah, fuck…. But it was only his own fist that throbbed as if he had struck a rock. Raewon grimaced, clenching and unclenching his stinging right hand. Why does it always have to be me who’s in pain, he thought, unable to overcome his sorrow as tears welled up in his eyes.

“Why don’t you kill that temper of yours?”

“…Don’t touch me.”

“Don’t you think it’s about time you realized that acting up only hurts you?”

Taejin squeezed out some ointment and began applying it to Raewon’s red and purple body. His touch, unlike him, was delicate and gentle.

Raewon rubbed his wet eyes and rested his chin on his crossed forearms. With Taejin’s touch, which was similar to a massage, his sullen feelings began to melt away a little.

“Are you really not going to work? Are you taking the day off today?”

“I’m just going to apply the medicine and leave.”

“You leave a person a complete rag like this and you can still focus on your work? You have no conscience.”

“I get it, so stop whining.”

Taejin pulled out a wet wipe and cleaned his slippery fingers. This time, he spread Raewon’s cheeks. The small of his back, with its deep indent, flinched the moment his hand touched it.

“Ah!”

“……”

“…How is it back there? Is it torn badly? I’m too scared to even touch it.”

Taejin quietly swallowed a sigh. The once pinkish flesh was now covered in red scabs. He had expected it, but the laceration was worse than he thought.

He silently picked up a pair of latex gloves. When he acted like a doctor about to perform surgery, Raewon became terrified and twisted his head back.

“Shouldn’t I go to the hospital?”

“Go to the hospital for what. Do you want a doctor to stick his fingers up your ass?”

A watery gel completely covered the rubber-encased fingers. Taejin rubbed his fingers together to spread the medicine evenly and slowly inserted his index finger into Raewon’s dry back hole.

“Ah, ugh!”

As the torn flesh was forced open, Raewon trembled, trying to endure the pain. His tear ducts swelled up against his will. Raewon roughly wiped away the flowing tears but held back his sobs until the very end.

As if acknowledging that effort, a large hand lightly patted his trembling back. The thick index finger was still slowly probing his back hole, spreading the medicine, and as the action continued, the white latex glove gradually became soaked in a pinkish hue.

“…You know Director Choi’s is huge.”

“I know. It tears me apart.”

“Did you fuck me knowing it would tear?”

“You’re the first person I’ve ever applied medicine to.”

Taejin pulled his finger out abruptly with those indifferent words. The careless touch made Raewon flinch in great surprise.

The medicine was squeezed out generously once more, and Taejin’s finger again parted the hot inner walls and entered. The sticky sound of the thin medicine and blood mixing together was produced obscenely.

At some point, Raewon had turned over and was lying with his legs spread wide. Choi Taejin lowered his head deep and tended to the wound until the very end. The way he meticulously wiped away the pinkish fluid and blood scabs with an alcohol swab was quite different from the usual Choi Taejin, who seemed like he wouldn’t bleed a single drop even if stabbed.

Raewon stared blankly at his face and then sniffled. His eyelids were not just red but swollen and puffy. When was the last time he had cried like this. Just as Choi Taejin said, he felt like he had become a child.

Once the treatment seemed to be over, he pulled off the latex gloves and threw them. He set the dirty gloves to one side and carefully lay down, pressing his body against Raewon’s. The bed was a mess of semen and bodily fluids, but he did not seem to mind at all.

“Is this something to cry about?”

“You try going through it. See if you cry or not.”

“You really were a baby.”

A large hand gently stroked the back of Raewon’s head. He did not know why that simple gesture made his heart melt like snow.

He was meticulously clean yet lay down on a dirty bed without a care, and he said he would just apply the medicine and leave but was now hugging and soothing him. Raewon could not understand Choi Taejin.

Raewon closed his swollen eyes and leaned his forehead against his chest. It seemed better to just do nothing and smell Choi Taejin’s scent rather than wrack his slow-working brain.

He only began preparing for work when it was nearly noon. Also, before leaving, he handed Raewon a shopping bag.

“What’s this?”

“You said you wanted a cell phone.”

It seemed Yeo Huido had told him on his behalf. Raewon quickly opened the shopping bag.

Inside it was a bright yellow box. A famous character that kids go crazy for was the first thing that caught his eye, and at the top, written in bold letters, he could see ‘Kids Phone’.

He hurriedly tore open the box. It looked like a cell phone, but the size was quite small. Moreover, the device itself was also bright yellow and had that damn character drawn on it.

“Is this… a toy?”

“You can only make calls and send texts to designated people. Me, Goo Beom, and Yeo Huido.”

“……”

“I can check everything you search on the internet, so don’t even think about pulling any tricks.”

Raewon was so dumbfounded that he stared blankly up at Choi Taejin.

“This is so unfair.”

“What is.”

“Even elementary school kids aren’t monitored this much these days.”

Taejin stood with his weight on one leg, his hip jutting out. He showed his displeasure as much as he could and then reached out his arm.

“Hand it over.”

“What kind of rule is it to give something and then take it back!”

Realizing he was about to snatch the phone away, he swiftly hid it behind his back. Raewon clutched the phone he had hidden behind his back preciously and asked.

“Then can I call Director Choi?”

“Only when you have a reason. If you bother me, I’ll confiscate it again.”

“Games… I can play them, right?”

Taejin wrinkled his brow. It was as if to say, are you really asking me something like that.

“Thank you. I’ll use it well.”

At that, Raewon’s eyes curved into a beautiful smile. His resentful feelings had all melted away.

˖๋ ࣭ ⭑

Getting used to the new cell phone was not difficult. However, the kids phone had an age restriction, so whenever he tried to do something, he was blocked.

Raewon browsed the internet for a while to catch up on what was happening in the world. Even that grew tiresome after two hours. A cell phone was, after all, an object created to communicate comfortably with others. From the beginning, Raewon had intended to contact his acquaintances if he got a cell phone.

But not only was the messenger app that the entire nation used blocked, but even social media was blocked as well. It completely cut off any possibility for Raewon to communicate with anyone on the outside.

“Huido, can you download this for me.”

Yeo Huido, who was peeling an apple beside him, took the phone. What Raewon wanted to get was a game rated for ages 15 and up. It could only be downloaded if a parent lifted the restriction.

“Are you sure it’s okay to play this? The art looks too suggestive.”

“Just because I’m using a kids phone, do you think I’m a real brat?”

“Still….”

“Director Choi said I could play games.”

Yeo Huido stared at the phone dubiously for a long while before finally granting Raewon’s request. When he entered the number, the download bar began to fill with color.

“Thank you.”

Raewon took the phone with an excited face. He endured the waiting time by munching on the apple Yeo Huido had peeled for him.

<Mystic Hearts> was a game his friend, Boo Sungchan, was crazy about. He was so into it that he spent millions of won on it every month, so Raewon had glanced at it a few times.

He should still be crazy about it. His purpose for playing the game was singular. He was planning to try and contact Boo Sungchan through this.

With grand opening music, splendid graphics appeared. For a mobile RPG game, the quality was not bad. Raewon followed the tutorial and began to play the game calmly.

Somehow, he reached the beginner level, but the problem was that he did not know Boo Sungchan’s nickname. Even though there was a private message function in the game, he could not use it.

It was Boo… something.

First, he searched for words starting with ‘Boo’ and sent a private message to every result he found.

[If you’re the 21-year-old Boo Sungchan who lives in Banpo-dong, please reply. This is Jin Raewon.]

He received a few replies. Most of them were from guys who weren’t Boo Sungchan and were just looking for a fight.

[BuralTeongTeongEe: No beggars]

[BudaeJjigaeHamSariChooga: Woman? I’m a 39-year-old guy from Busan want to meet up?]

Raewon blew out a breath—huff—and deleted the useless messages. That bastard Boo Sungchan, I’m definitely going to find you. The dormant fighting spirit within him began to burn for the first time in a long while.

That evening, and the next day too.

Choi Taejin visited Raewon once a day to apply medicine to his injured back hole. He never had someone else do it, and he even forbade Raewon from doing it himself. It seemed he was only satisfied when he could check the condition with his own eyes and apply the medicine himself. The act, which took about 5 minutes, became like a daily routine for them.

The act of shoving a finger into a back hole could hardly proceed normally. What was only painful at first became increasingly filled with pleasure as the wound gradually healed. Even now, Raewon is lying flat on the bed, drooling thin streams of saliva.

“Hngh, eut, haahng.”

“You lose your mind whenever I just probe your hole.”

Slap, a large hand forcefully smacked his butt, causing Raewon’s face to be slammed right into the bed. With only his butt raised high, his whole body trembled violently. It was clearly his own body, but he could not control the shaking.

“Haah, gonna… gonna come. Stop…”

“Get a grip, Jin Raewon. Are you fucking with me right now?”

Taejin’s voice coming from behind was dry and sharp. It was a complete contrast to the finger that was persistently digging into his inner walls. Unlike his tone, which betrayed not even a hint of sexual desire, his long fingers were crushing and prying open the tight mucous membrane. It was unclear whether he was applying medicine or fucking his prostate.

Gulp, gulp, the melted ointment flowed out like slick lubrication. He was not even wearing the gloves he always did, so he could clearly feel all the hard calluses and thick knuckles of his fingers. Raewon barely managed to reach a hand behind him. He flailed his blind hand around and was able to difficultly grab Taejin’s wrist.

His wrist, which was a handful even for one hand, was moving back and forth with vigorous thrusts. Raewon’s hand went along for the ride. It was the same motion as when he played with a dildo by himself.

“Eut, if you’re going to do this… just, hng, put it in.”

“Who do you think is doing this because they want to have sex with you?”

“I, heung, I want to do it.”

“……”

“Choi Taejin, please.”

As his pleading continued, he let out a long sigh from behind. Raewon’s bent back flinched as the finger was abruptly pulled out. A dreadful pleasure lingered for a long time, like the residual heat left after a wildfire has swept through.

Unconsciously, his body was flipped over, and he came face to face with Choi Taejin. The moment he saw Raewon, who was not just flushed red but practically melting, the corner of his mouth quirked up.

“You’re quite a sight.”

Even though he said he had no intention of having sex, his cock was towering magnificently. After stroking the intimidating shaft of flesh a few times with his hand, the cock immediately gained strength and revealed its vigorous energy. Raewon spread his still trembling thighs wide. He unreservedly showed the gaping hole to him.

“Feel like fucking now?”

He used his slender fingers to spread his own hole. The horizontally stretched flesh took on the color of a water-logged flower petal. It looked as promiscuous as its owner.

At that, Taejin’s eyes darkened. While his shirt and pants were both immaculately neat, his cock alone was uncontrollably leaking fluid. Taejin grabbed the shaft of his cock and pressed the head, which was dripping with pre-cum, firmly against Raewon’s back hole. The hot flesh pushed its way into the tiny hole.

“Agh, slowly… put it in slowly.”

“Hoo, why is this damn hole so tight.”

One would think it would have stretched a bit after being torn once, but Raewon’s inner walls were still tight, and the inner flesh clung like a leech. Taejin’s molars ground together from the ecstatic pressure.

He acts so vulgar every other day, yet his back hole is as tight as someone who just started using it. Taejin suppressed his desire to just slam into him and slowly moved his hips. As the dark red cock went in and out repeatedly, the tight inner walls began to gradually loosen and become more flexible.

“Haah, good, ah, Choi Taejin…”

Jin Raewon’s body was definitely made for fucking. Otherwise, there was no way he could take Taejin’s cock so well. While others would bleed two or three times, he alone was taking it all in, bit by bit.

And not only that, he was busy panting and grinding his hips in pleasure. He matched the rhythm of the thrusts, so their colliding bodies fit together perfectly, pounding like they were making rice cakes.

As the chewy inner flesh tightened around his cock, a vein popped in Taejin’s neck. Fuck, I’m not some premature ejaculator, but I feel like I’m going to cum already. This was the first time he had experienced such good sexual compatibility. He shot Jin Raewon a fierce glare for no reason and then reached out with both arms to lift the thin body.

Raewon, whose body was lifted in a flash, settled onto Taejin’s thighs. As he was thrust into even deeper, his whole body twitched. From his nape to his forehead, Raewon was flushed red, only able to pant with trembling breaths.

“Stick your tongue out.”

Raewon obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his wet tongue. His arms naturally wrapped around Taejin’s neck. With the thick cock piercing through his body, his mind had long since gone numb. Without a second thought, he just followed his instructions.

When he lowered his head slightly, Taejin violently wrapped his tongue around his and sucked. Then he began to thrust his pelvis, making Raewon’s body bounce up and down as if riding a horse. The cock, entering deeper than when he was being fucked lying down, pounded against the very end of his inner walls as if tanning a hide. Since it was a place no one but Taejin had ever fucked, Raewon had to tremble and shudder with repeated ecstasy.

“Eup, heuep, heu.”

The moans, which sounded like sobs, were sucked up by Taejin as soon as they came out. Even his own saliva. His chest felt so full it was as if his breath would be cut off, but instead of breaking away from him, he chose to cling tightly to his neck.

The cock still moved in and out of the junction, which was stretched to its limit. The melted ointment and the pre-cum Taejin was spewing bubbled together. Even though it was staining the black suit pants, neither of them cared.

“Don’t, heuu, don’t tear it. This time, heung, really, heu, you can’t.”

“Your hole is still sturdy. It’s too early to worry.”

Taejin slowly caressed the wrinkle-free entrance that was swallowing his cock. As if even that was a stimulation, Raewon tensed up. When the inner muscles clenched tightly around the hot cock, Taejin could no longer hold back his urge to cum. He laid Raewon down again and began to thrust his hips wildly.

“Good, eung, haah, Choi Taejin… there, keep fucking there, keep… doing it.”

“I told you not to act so vulgar.”

“Haah, ah! Aht!”

“…Hah, fuck.”

At the end of the rough thrusting, he raised his cock as if to bury it to the root, and hot semen exploded inside his stomach. Raewon had already finished cumming long ago, dirtying his lower abdomen. Drenched in sweat, he was so limp he could not even lift his head. Taejin pulled Raewon’s drained face and mixed their tongues together wetly until the very end.

At this rate, it was impossible to tell who was crazy about whom.

˖๋ ࣭ ⭑

Having recovered his condition, Raewon began to accompany him on his way to work again.

Now, as if it were a matter of course, he would get ready to leave as soon as he woke up. After he started having sex with Choi Taejin, his actions became uninhibited. Instead of just glaring at his instructions, he would follow them first, and the words he spoke were also much softer, without their sharp edges.

“You searched for some strange things.”

Choi Taejin, who was looking at a tablet pad in the car, said in a casual voice.

“Ah, Choi Gijun, Choi Jeongseok?”

Raewon answered him without much thought.

“I looked them up once. I was curious. Who Director Choi’s rivals are.”

“……”

“Why, does it bother you?”

His crossed leg tapped lightly. Taejin turned his gaze to look at Raewon’s face, who was sitting next to him. When their eyes met, Raewon’s eyes curved into a soft smile.

“Their faces were total shit. Don’t worry. Director Choi is much better. There’s no comparison.”

“I have no idea what’s in your head.”

“There you go again, putting strength in your eyes. You keep looking at me like that because I told you it’s sexy, right?”

Taejin turned his head away as if he did not even want to talk. Seeing him grimace, Raewon let out a playful chuckle, kekeke. These days, Raewon lived for the fun of teasing Choi Taejin. He was also getting used to the suffocating cohabitation with him.

After arriving at the company, they immediately focused on their respective tasks. Even though Jin Raewon was frivolous and careless in all matters, when it came to managing the ledgers, he was as sharp as a knife. Taejin knew that about him, so he did not bother him when Raewon started concentrating. It would be more accurate to say that he trusted him with it.

Time flew by, and as it approached noon, an unwelcome guest visited Taejin’s office.

Choi Gijun had thrown the door open despite Manager Goo’s attempts to stop him.

“Well now. Look at this? You brought him today too?”

“Director.”

Manager Goo grabbed Choi Gijun’s arm with a troubled expression, but he shook him off with a flick, his brows furrowing menacingly.

“Hey, Goo Beom. Who told you you could lay a hand on my body. Do you think you’re something special just because you wipe Choi Taejin’s ass? Don’t get cocky and stay crumpled up, you son of a bitch.”

However, Manager Goo did not move and only held his ground. He looked only at his boss with loyalty, as if he would only take orders from Choi Taejin.

Taejin happened to be on the phone. It was an important call, so he could not hang up. He narrowed his brow and gave Manager Goo a subtle look with his eyes. It’s fine, so go on out.

Perhaps because he was mindful of the fact that he was on the phone, Choi Gijun did not raise his voice any further. Instead, he prowled around, wandering about the office before approaching the sofa.

On the long sofa, Raewon was sitting. He had already finished his work for the day and was now playing a game to cool his head. He had absolutely no interest in the visitor’s arrival. Whether Choi Gijun came or not, his gaze was fixed only on his cell phone.

Choi Gijun smirked as he looked at Raewon, who was treating him like he was invisible. Seeing him in person made him even more interested. What a seductively good-looking guy. Just from the distinct bite mark on his nape, he could guess what kind of relationship he had with Choi Taejin.

After he sat on the sofa, he began to size Raewon up in earnest. Raewon, who was leaning against the sofa almost lying down with his legs crossed, looked remarkably fearless. It is not easy to act like that in a gangster’s office.

Above all, his delicate features drew his eyes more and more. So this is Choi Taejin’s taste?

“Hey baby, how old are you? Fuck, look at that good skin.”

“……”

“Are you an aspiring celebrity or something? A sponsor? How much do you get from Choi Taejin. Does he fuck you well? That bastard’s cock is fucking huge. Does it even fit?”

He gradually pressed his shoulder against him. Raewon, who had been focused on his game with an indifferent face, momentarily covered his nose.

“Ah, fuck. It stinks.”

“What?”

“Mister, you should brush your teeth. What’s with the bad breath.”

“Wha… what?”

Choi Gijun’s face instantly turned red. The title ‘mister’ was shocking enough, but the comment about his bad breath tore his pride to shreds. He was so flustered by the insult, the first he had ever heard in his life, that he even forgot to get angry.

“I know Choi Taejin’s cock is big. Is it just his cock that’s big? His balls are fucking huge too. But so what. If you’re jealous, just say you’re jealous.”

“Hey you son of a bitch, where did you get your fucking attitude.”

“Seriously! I told you to cover your mouth when you talk!”

Raewon pinched his nose once again. Ugh, he even dry-heaved a few times. At the unexpected behavior, Choi Gijun froze in place and just swallowed dryly. Do I… does my breath smell that bad?

In the meantime, Taejin, who had finished his call, leaned back in his chair and observed the spectacle the two were creating. That psycho Jin Raewon. A fine curve formed on his lips.

“Hey! What the hell is with this guy?”

“Why did you come here. If you’ve come to someone else’s office, state your business and get lost.”

Choi Gijun pointed a finger and yelled, but Taejin’s reaction was just as cold. Being treated like an outcast left and right, Choi Gijun was on the verge of going crazy with frustration. He shot up from his seat and strode to the desk where Taejin was sitting.

“I heard Father entrusted you with the Magok project.”

“And?”

“Let’s do it together.”

Taejin silently lit a cigarette. While he took a long drag from the cigarette, his deepened gaze was fixed on Choi Gijun’s face. When he exhaled, a byproduct of white smoke filled the space between them thickly.

“I don’t want to.”

“Don’t be so petty, come on. Let me in on it too. Let’s do it together, leaving that bastard Jeongseok out of it.”

“Why should I let you in on it?”

“It’s about helping each other out. I’m not asking for it for free. If you let me in, I’ll let you meet Jang Sejun, the Vice Minister of Land, Infrastructure and Transport.”

Choi Gijun had offered a deal of his own. Vice Minister Jang Sejun was the most crucial key he had. Offering up his connections was as good as making a gamble for Choi Gijun. That is how big of a deal this project was.

But unfortunately, there was a fact Choi Gijun did not know. Taejin did not need the card Choi Gijun had offered. The connections the former chairman had set up for him were already overflowing, and Vice Minister Jang Sejun was one of them.

There was a time when he had to struggle on his own without any backing, but the situation was different now. Taejin had already brought influential figures to his side, and Chairman Choi, knowing this, was now throwing his support behind Taejin.

The Magok project was also a test to assess Taejin’s capabilities. He was confident he would succeed. It was clear that before long, the succession landscape would completely tilt in his favor.

“I don’t need it. If you’re bored, go suck on your mother’s tits.”

“You motherfucking son of a bitch. I’ll fucking bury you.”

“Gijun, you’d better shut your trap. I can smell the shit from here.”

Choi Gijun, unable to contain his anger, trembled with his fists clenched. He shot a sharp glare for a long time before kicking the desk hard once. Then, without a look back, he left the office.

Taejin stubbed out the half-burnt cigarette. He let out a short puff of smoke and immediately pushed back his chair, getting up and heading towards Raewon.

Raewon, holding the cute yellow kids phone in his hand, felt him approaching and raised his gaze. Taejin took the spot where Choi Gijun had been sitting just before. The feeling of the leather sinking deeply was similar, but the sensual scent that wrapped around his nose was uniquely Choi Taejin’s.

Without warning, he pulled Raewon’s face towards him and kissed him. There was a dry taste of tobacco in his mouth, but Raewon showed no sign of displeasure and mixed their tongues evenly.

The wet sound of friction stopped, and the gap between their pressed lips loosened. Raewon slowly lifted his head and studied Taejin’s face.

“You look like you’re in a good mood.”

“Not bad.”

“So you’re in a good mood because you screwed over Choi Gijun?”

He laughed silently. He leaned back loosely, his arm draped over the back of the sofa. He lightly tousled his neatly swept-back bangs.

“Jin Raewon, it’s good that you’ve lost all your fear, but still, size up your opponent before you act out.”

“Why, are you afraid Choi Gijun might actually try to bury me too?”

“He might not be able to, but his underlings could.”

“What’s there to worry about, you’re going to protect me, right?”

Right? Raewon propped his forearms and chin on his chest and looked up with wide eyes.

I wonder if he knows what he’s saying.

Suddenly, Taejin was once again reminded that he was the one who had to protect Raewon’s well-being. He reached out and needlessly ruffled the top of Raewon’s head. The soft hair wound gently around his long fingers.

“I can’t promise about other things, but I can do that for you.”

“That’s reassuring. Then I should act up even more.”

Raewon crinkled his nose and smiled. Just then, a ddi-rong notification sound rang. In an instant, Raewon’s gaze darted to the cell phone resting on his thigh.

A message from [Mystic Hearts] has arrived!

Raewon was startled and quickly hid the phone between his thighs. Choi Taejin must never find out that he was up to no good through the game. When he looked back at him with widened eyes, a cold gaze was staring right at him. Under that fierce gaze, it felt like the secret he had hidden all this time would be exposed.

“What is it.”

“Uh, an ad.”

Raewon quickly grabbed his cheeks and pressed their lips together. Then he hurriedly mixed their tongues to keep him from having other thoughts. With a sigh-like breath, Taejin’s hand wrapped around his waist. Creak, the leather sofa let out a strained sound, pressed by their weight. The suspicion was short, and the kiss became endlessly long.

˖๋ ࣭ ⭑

“That crazy bastard Boo Sungchan……”

Raewon was cooped up in his room, checking his messages. He had finally managed to get in touch with Boo Sungchan. He had made his nickname so shitty that he himself was amazed he had found it.

[BooBbangGgyoop – Is this really Jin Raewon? Got proof?]

There was no good way to provide proof. He could not call, nor could he send a selfie…. After some thought, Raewon wrote down a few pieces of private information he knew and sent it.

[RealRaewon – My home address is 8, Toegye-ro 12-gil, Jung-gu, Seoul. A detached hanok house.]

[BooBbangGgyoop – That’s not enough. Give me your number]

[RealRaewon – Idiot, my calls and texts are all blocked right now, what’s the point of giving you my number]

[BooBbangGgyoop – How can I trust you, this is a voice phishing scam, isn’t it? Where are you, Sichuan province? Beijing?]

[RealRaewon – The place where you sucked my dick, the second stall in the Golden Moon bathroom]

[RealRaewon – You tried to force yourself on me and I kicked you in the balls and you were taken to the emergency room]

[RealRaewon – You were in a wheelchair for a month]

[RealRaewon – You lied to everyone saying you broke your leg but you were actually diagnosed with a scrotal hematoma]

[RealRaewon – You even froze your sperm because you were afraid you’d become infertile]

[BooBbangGgyoop – Raewon-ah!!]

This bastard always makes me bring up his shameful past. Still, it was a relief that he had proven his identity.

Through the messages, Raewon explained the situation he was in. That he was currently in a state similar to confinement and that he wanted to get out of here, so he needed help.

The messages had a limited number of characters he could write, so he had to move his thumbs diligently. At the same time, he kept an eye on the situation outside, swallowing dryly again and again.

Boo Sungchan also sent a series of messages. He poured out his worries, saying he had been looking for him for a long time, thinking he had gone missing. He was one of those who was head over heels for Raewon. Although Boo Sungchan was the only person he could contact, he had faith that this guy would help him by any means necessary.

[BooBbangGgyoop – So what can I do to help?]

Raewon wiped his mouth with his sweaty palm. From now on, he had to plan carefully. For now, he told Boo Sungchan that he would contact him again soon and asked him to stay logged into the game at all times.

The cell phone was his only means of communication, so he must never have it taken away. The security in this house was so tight that it would not be easy for even Boo Sungchan to approach. In the end, it meant he had to attempt his escape when he was at the company. When his thoughts reached that point, Raewon’s heart pounded so much that he had to lie down on the bed.

Knock, knock.

At the sudden knocking sound, his heart dropped. Raewon quickly got up and opened the door. Choi Taejin was standing there, showing off his all-black attire. In his hand, he was holding a banana milk that Raewon enjoyed drinking, looking cute.

“What are you doing cooped up in your room?”

“…I don’t feel well.”

“Where and how do you not feel well.”

A cold palm suddenly touched Raewon’s forehead. It was a lie, so of course there would be nothing wrong, but he carefully checked his temperature. Suddenly, Raewon felt sorry and wrapped his arms around his waist. From Choi Taejin’s body, which still had a lingering chill, a familiar scent wafted strongly.

“You’re doing something you don’t usually do.”

“……I’m sorry.”

“What have you done now.”

Raewon, buried in Taejin’s chest, just shook his head weakly. Seeing him looking unusually listless, Taejin did not press further and only stroked the back of Raewon’s head.

Perhaps his heart felt so heavy because his touch was uncharacteristically warm. Raewon hugged his firm waist tightly.

I feel sorry for Choi Taejin, but I must leave this house and find my freedom.