TMB Vol 6 Part 4

Whether it was because Sa Seung-yeon knew a shorter route or because he drove at maximum speed, his car was already parked in front of the main gate despite Lee Il-seo having left first. Choi Kyung-hyun’s van stopped behind it, and Lee Il-seo quickly grabbed the cake and paper bag before hurrying out. Choi Kyung-hyun grabbed Il-seo as he got out and reminded him,

“You have afternoon filming tomorrow, so get plenty of rest.”

Lee Il-seo nodded at Choi Kyung-hyun’s concerned advice and said goodbye. As the van drove away, Lee Il-seo ran to Sa Seung-yeon. Lifting the brim of his cap slightly, Sa Seung-yeon furrowed his brows to confirm it was Lee Il-seo. A smile spread across his small face a beat later.

“With those clothes, I thought you were really a student.”

Lee Il-seo had left immediately after filming ended without changing, so he was still in his school uniform. Only then did he look down at his outfit and smile awkwardly.

“I came straight after finishing the shoot, so I couldn’t change.”

“You’re filming in a school uniform?”

“Ah, we’re doing flashback scenes these days.”

“Lee Il-seo in a school uniform shouldn’t be seen by others.”

You’re mine. Sa Seung-yeon genuinely muttered as he pulled Lee Il-seo into his arms. Trapped in his embrace, Lee Il-seo tried to swallow an embarrassed laugh, wondering what he meant. Sa Seung-yeon held Lee Il-seo and asked, looking into his eyes,

“How did you come up with the audacious idea of meeting at school?”

“…I really wanted to come back here with you, sunbae. And it’s your birthday, so perfect timing.”

The place where Sa Seung-yeon and Lee Il-seo were standing was the high school they had both attended. Of course, in Sa Seung-yeon’s memory, Lee Il-seo was just a faint remnant, but it was a precious place where they first met and where Lee Il-seo had fallen in love.

The two walked to the main gate, quietly swallowing their smiles. However, contrary to expectations, Lee Il-seo’s eyebrows drooped when he saw the gate firmly locked.

“It’s locked. I wanted to go inside.”

“Yeah. Seems they lock it these days.”

Seeing Lee Il-seo’s obvious disappointment, Sa Seung-yeon examined the locked gate. Though it was simply locked with a padlock without a security system, the metal chains wrapped around it required a key to open. After shaking the gate forcefully a few times, Sa Seung-yeon took a few steps back.

“…Oh.”

Stepping on a gap in the locked gate, Sa Seung-yeon jumped up and instantly cleared the gate to the inside. Watching Sa Seung-yeon effortlessly leap over the gate, Lee Il-seo could only make a dumbfounded sound.

“Give me your stuff.”

Sa Seung-yeon took Lee Il-seo’s belongings through the gate, then showed him where to place his feet. As Lee Il-seo precariously placed his foot on the gate, Sa Seung-yeon approached and extended his hand. Lee Il-seo swung his long leg over and stepped down inside, putting his weight in Sa Seung-yeon’s hand.

“Is this okay?”

“We had to jump the gate again either way.”

Lee Il-seo rounded his shoulders and smiled at Sa Seung-yeon’s words. The two slowly strolled through the empty school grounds in the early morning. It was dark because it was almost three in the morning, but everything they saw was familiar

“Sunbae, you used to play basketball here often.”

“You saw me?”

“Yes. I used to watch from over there.”

Lee Il-seo discreetly omitted a few letters from the truth that he had ‘sneaked’ glances, and pointed to the classroom window from which he used to look down. Sa Seung-yeon tilted his head back to take in the space where Lee Il-seo would have walked.

“Sunbae, you also used to sit here a lot.”

The bench next to the flagpole was a place where Sa Seung-yeon often spent his breaks. It was close to the main building with the broadcasting room, convenient for going to and from classrooms, and he occasionally sat there alone or with friends. As Lee Il-seo pointed to the exact spot where he had been, Sa Seung-yeon suddenly groaned and pressed his forehead with his hand. Alarmed, Lee Il-seo moved closer to him.

“What’s wrong, sunbae?”

“What an idiot.”

“Excuse me?”

“I’m talking about myself.”

When Sa Seung-yeon raised his head, his deep eyes were filled with unconcealed regret.

“I regret it. Not properly seeing what Lee Il-seo looked like in high school.”

Lee Il-seo, who had been startled thinking Sa Seung-yeon was in pain, now showed an awkward smile. Caught up in the joy of reminiscing, he had inadvertently rattled off things that weren’t in Sa Seung-yeon’s memory, making him uncomfortable.

“I was a bit shorter then, but my face was almost the same as now.”

The summer uniform he was wearing for filming was similar in color to their old high school uniform. Lee Il-seo fluttered his uniform and lingered next to Sa Seung-yeon. His clumsy attempt to comfort Sa Seung-yeon only made him feel more self loathing. Sa Seung-yeon, who had only been able to imagine a smaller, more youthful Lee Il-seo secretly watching him from afar, pressed his forehead once more.

“You must have been so damn cute.”

Lee Il-seo burst into laughter at the sincere voice that somehow sounded desperate. Along with his small laugh, the lukewarm June breeze gently swept across the schoolyard. Sa Seung-yeon took Lee Il-seo’s hand.

“Shall we go sit on that wisteria bench over there?”

“Sure.”

Their fingers intertwined as Lee Il-seo and Sa Seung-yeon walked toward the wisteria bench in the corner of the field. It was not only in a corner, but also well hidden by wisteria branches and leaves, making it difficult to see from the surroundings. Sitting side by side, Sa Seung-yeon looked at Lee Il-seo and raised the corners of his mouth.

“Alright. Let’s see what you’ve been carrying around like treasure.”

With a pleased expression, Lee Il-seo took out the cake box from the paper bag beside him and placed it on his knees. He untied the red ribbon and carefully opened the box, placing the cake on top.

“I ordered a smaller one because I thought you’d receive a lot of cakes.”

Sa Seung-yeon squinted one eye and smiled at the letters written on the palm sized cake.

“HBD 4566”

Lee Il-seo also swallowed a smile, seemingly embarrassed. When ordering the cake, he had felt awkward about writing Sa Seung-yeon’s name. The orderer was Lee Il-seo, and it felt strange to write “Sa Seung-yeon sunbae,” while writing “Sa Seung-yeon” seemed somewhat disrespectful. After much deliberation, he had used Sa Seung-yeon’s ID, and judging by his quiet laughter, Sa Seung-yeon seemed to like it quite a bit.

Lee Il-seo placed the cake on the wisteria bench and then unwrapped candles to stick around the text.

“Happy birthday.”

“Thanks. On my birthday, I should do something classic like this with my boyfriend.”

Although Lee Il-seo knew that Sa Seung-yeon used terms like “boyfriend,” “lover,” and similar expressions without hesitation, his nape felt warm every time he heard them. Sometimes, seeing Sa Seung-yeon call him his lover or boyfriend to his face seemed so unbelievable that he wondered if he was dreaming.

Sa Seung-yeon took a lighter from his pocket and lit the candles. The previously dark surroundings were tinged with an orange glow from the cake’s light. Lee Il-seo cleared his throat and softly sang the birthday song, while Sa Seung-yeon blew out the candles to the rhythm of applause. Immediately after, Sa Seung-yeon’s large hand waved around the candles to prevent the smoke from drifting toward Lee Il-seo.

“You must be busy with filming. Thank you.”

“I’m sorry it’s so late. Oh, and I have a gift for you.”

“A gift?”

Sa Seung-yeon raised his eyebrows in surprise, as the cake had seemed sufficient. Lee Il-seo glanced nervously at Sa Seung-yeon before taking out a small box from the paper bag.

“Open it.”

When Sa Seung-yeon opened the dark blue box, there was a white USB inside. Since the box was small, he had expected a bracelet or necklace, and his brow furrowed slightly at the unexpected item.

“What is this?”

“You said you wanted to hear it.”

Sa Seung-yeon had been constantly listening to songs of not so great quality until even he was tired of them. Yet at the end of every conversation, he would playfully complain that he wished Lee Il-seo would sing for him. However, when it came to actually singing in front of Sa Seung-yeon, Lee Il-seo would become inexplicably embarrassed, only playing the guitar a few times before subtly changing the subject. For this birthday, though, Lee Il-seo had recorded a new song.

Considering the sound quality, he had rented a recording booth and personally recorded the guitar accompaniment. Lee Il-seo had eagerly anticipated the day he would give this gift, a high-quality audio file on the USB.

“Ah.”

With a sound like a gasp, Sa Seung-yeon abruptly stood up, bent down, and embraced Lee Il-seo tightly. The hug was so strong that Lee Il-seo’s breath caught in his throat as his chest was constricted.

“Really… thank you so much.”

An emotional voice sounded from above his head. It was a voice of depth incomparable to when he had received the cake. Sa Seung-yeon couldn’t hide his delight, making Lee Il-seo think he should have recorded songs for him much earlier. Sa Seung-yeon slowly released Lee Il-seo from his arms, gazed at his faintly smiling face, and then tilted his head.

In an instant, their lips met. The gently touching lips left several light bird kisses before slowly separating and repeating. Sa Seung-yeon’s tongue entered first through the parted lips. As the kiss suddenly intensified, Lee Il-seo gripped Sa Seung-yeon’s forearm tightly and exhaled a short breath.

“……”

Unlike usual, Sa Seung-yeon kept his eyes open. His black pupils slowly scanned Lee Il-seo’s entire body. He didn’t want to miss a single moment of Lee Il-seo in his school uniform kissing him. Regretting that he couldn’t remember Lee Il-seo from the past, Sa Seung-yeon entangled their tongues more obsessively.

Lee Il-seo, who clutched Sa Seung-yeon’s arm like a lifeline, kept his eyes closed, fully immersed in the kiss. The moment Sa Seung-yeon’s gaze fell on the wrinkled folds of Lee Il-seo’s loose shirt and school pants, his heart began to race faster, feeling both excited and dizzy from wondering if this was really okay.

Savoring Lee Il-seo’s warm, soft mouth, Sa Seung-yeon changed the angle of his head to deepen the kiss further and sucked in Lee Il-seo’s tongue.

“Mmh.”

Lee Il-seo squeezed his eyes tighter and let out a small moan. The sensitive boy who always moaned first from just kissing sucked hard on Sa Seung-yeon’s tongue as if imitating him. Despite frequent kisses, he was still clumsy, and his small tongue, probing randomly inside Sa Seung-yeon’s mouth, was especially stimulating today.

Sa Seung-yeon finally pulled away when their lips began to tingle. Lee Il-seo with his lips already swollen, touched his warm, slippery lips while catching his breath. Sa Seung-yeon whispered to Lee Il-seo with lowered eyes.

“Stay at my place tonight.”

A voice laced with desire penetrated between Lee Il-seo’s rapidly beating heart. He couldn’t readily respond, as if his tongue had stuck to the roof of his mouth. While Sa Seung-yeon’s home was closer to the filming location, which was convenient, being with Sa Seung-yeon in his current state risked staying up all night again.

Choi Kyung-hyun’s worried advice to get plenty of rest for the afternoon filming echoed in his ears. But Lee Il-seo nodded. Being busy meant they couldn’t see each other often, making every minute precious. He wanted to spend more time with Sa Seung-yeon.

***

“Hngh.”

When Sa Seung-yeon slipped his hand under Lee Il-seo’s shirt and pressed on the hardened nub with his fingertip, Lee Il-seo shrank his waist and shuddered.

From their hurried drive home to their urgent kisses as they reached the bedroom, the two had barely exchanged words. Perhaps both of their minds were flushed red with the same thoughts. For Lee Il-seo, who was busy filming his next project, and Sa Seung-yeon, a top actor, saying they could only see each other when they had time meant they could hardly meet.

Though it was the early morning hours when he would normally have been exhausted and sleeping, being with Sa Seung-yeon made Lee Il-seo feel clear headed rather than sleepy, wishing they could reach home quickly. For Lee Il-seo, who was typically lethargic and defensive around people, such blind and simple emotions were always fresh and unfamiliar. Lately, or rather, since becoming Sa Seung-yeon’s lover, he felt like a completely different person from his past self.

Loving someone was an act that consumed a lot of energy but also replenished it in equal measure.

“Ah!”

“What are you thinking about?”

Noticing that Lee Il-seo’s mind had wandered, Sa Seung-yeon twisted his nipple hard, causing Lee Il-seo to momentarily shudder and snap out of his distraction.

Instead of answering, Lee Il-seo wrapped his thin legs around Sa Seung-yeon’s. As the school uniform pants rubbed against the training pants, Lee Il-seo’s stiff penis pressed against Sa Seung-yeon’s thigh. Silently smiling at this timid, urging gesture, Sa Seung-yeon unbuckled and unzipped the school uniform pants. The tailored uniform pants opened to reveal black boxer briefs. After rubbing beside Lee Il-seo’s navel, Sa Seung-yeon slipped his hand into the underwear and caressed his fully erect penis.

Stroking the shaft lightly, he moved his hand past the pelvis and down under the buttocks. Spreading the ass cheeks, he explored around the entrance with his middle finger. The hole was already warm and wet with fluids. Sa Seung-yeon’s middle finger rubbed the liquid buried between the folds. While there wasn’t enough fluid for the hole to loosen by itself, the feeling was definitely different from when Lee Il-seo had been a Beta.

Sa Seung-yeon, who had pulled down his bottoms just enough to expose his erect dick, reached for the console and took out gel and a condom at once. He covered his thick dick with the condom and rubbed gel on it, moving his hand a few times as if masturbating to pull the tight condom down.

His black eyes remained fixed on Lee Il-seo on the bed. Just seeing him in a half-removed school uniform, flushed and panting, caused a warm heat to rise in Sa Seung-yeon’s lower abdomen. After putting on the condom, Sa Seung-yeon remained still for a long time, prompting Lee Il-seo to glance at him and ask the same question.

“What are you thinking about, sunbae?”

“Thinking about fucking high school Lee Il-seo.”

Lee Il-seo turned his head away, saying “What are you talking about,” but with his youthful appearance, he really could pass for a high school student.

“Can I do it without taking off the uniform?”

“What?”

“I want to fuck you while you’re wearing the uniform. Is that okay?”

Lewd talk, with no intention of hiding his true feelings, poured out of his face, which didn’t suit it at all. The filming requiring the school uniform was now over, and the clothes could be washed and returned to the stylist. Lee Il-seo nodded and answered.

“…Yes.”

It was the school uniform he had worn because he was too rushed to change, but after going to school with Seung-yeon and constantly talking about his high school days, he felt like he was really a high school student. Thinking that if his unrequited love had been reciprocated immediately, he might have been rolling around with Sa Seung-yeon like this, Lee Il-seo could somewhat understand Sa Seung-yeon’s fixation on their high school days.

As soon as Lee Il-seo agreed, Sa Seung-yeon pressed their bodies together. His hands gripped both the school uniform pants and underwear, pulling them down just enough to expose the entrance. Folding his body, Sa Seung-yeon hooked Lee Il-seo’s knees over his arms, took his erect member, and tapped it against Lee Il-seo’s groin several times. The fluid from the hole and the gel made a lewd, wet sound as his dick collided with the skin.

Sa Seung-yeon pressed his thick tip against the twitching hole in circular motions before slowly pushing to part the flesh. Despite how often they had been intimate, the vivid pressure never became familiar, causing goosebumps to rise on Lee Il-seo’s thighs.

“Nngh…”

“I couldn’t loosen you with my fingers, so I’m going in slowly. Does it hurt?”

“No, it’s, it feels good…”

As Lee Il-seo said it felt good, he could feel Sa Seung-yeon’s dick twitch inside him. Sa Seung-yeon moved his hips with deliberately slow movements, adjusting his timing to allow Lee Il-seo’s hole to accept his shaft without strain.

About a third in, halfway, then all but the base. Focusing on Lee Il-seo’s gasping moans, expressions, and the twitching sensations of his hole, Sa Seung-yeon endured as Lee Il-seo’s hole laboriously engulfed him.

After the slow thrusting, their groins finally pressed tightly together, and Lee Il-seo exhaled short, heavy breaths as he felt the presence from the tip to the base against his inner walls.

“Hah… nngh…”

Sa Seung-yeon tilted his head down and left soothing kisses on Lee Il-seo’s cheek. His fair face, which easily showed kiss marks, was already flushed with heat, with beads of sweat seeping through.

Every movement of Sa Seung-yeon’s hips produced wet sounds from around the hole. Without blinking, he watched Lee Il-seo’s face change with each thrust. The way Lee Il-seo squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip with each thrust, perhaps due to the uniform, strangely stimulated a sense of conquest, as if corrupting someone innocent.

Unable to hold back any longer, Sa Seung-yeon buried his lips in Lee Il-seo’s white nape. He gently bit him so as not to leave a mark, then slipped his hand under the shirt, greedily caressing the lean stomach and waist. He wanted to taste more even though he was already eating him. A desire boiled within him to take everything, each strand of hair, each drop of sweat, even the sweet scent, into his mouth and swallow it.

Just then, a short moan escaped Lee Il-seo’s lips, and he suddenly grabbed Sa Seung-yeon’s forearm.

“Ah, hng… I’m going to, going to cum…”

His voice, confessing that the sensation of climax had arrived much earlier than usual, was trembling. Perhaps it was because of Sa Seung-yeon’s excitement today, stimulating his sensitive spots more persistently. Knowing that Lee Il-seo would collapse like a sick chicken after climaxing, Sa Seung-yeon paused his thrusting. Tonight he wanted to continue longer without letting him rest in between, or rather, he wanted to torment him longer.

“Ungh.”

Sa Seung-yeon withdrew his hips to change positions. As his thick dick slid out, scraping against the inner walls, Lee Il-seo let out a small groan. After completely removing Lee Il-seo’s school pants as he trembled uncontrollably, Sa Seung-yeon lightly lifted the shirt-clad Lee Il-seo onto his body. Though the school pants were arousing, their lack of elasticity made it difficult to try various positions, which was a shame.

Being completely naked below while wearing just white socks and the school shirt was stimulating in a different way. Sa Seung-yeon also forcibly suppressed his own urge to climax. He then grasped Lee Il-seo’s pelvis and pressed it firmly onto his groin. The soft testicles and buttocks pressed warmly against his erect dick.

“Hngh.”

Steadying himself by bracing against Sa Seung-yeon’s chest and abdomen, Lee Il-seo rubbed his buttocks against Sa Seung-yeon’s dick, slick with various fluids and gel. With excitement evident in his eyes, Lee Il-seo moved his hips to insert the tip himself. But after positioning the thick tip at the hole, he paused to catch his breath.

His inner walls were relaxed enough that lowering his hips would immediately drive it deep inside. But he feared taking in such a large penis by himself. If only Sa Seung-yeon’s dick were a bit smaller, he thought absurdly. Lee Il-seo hesitated like it was his first time, slowly lowering his hips.

Watching Lee Il-seo awkwardly position himself with a hint of a smile, Sa Seung-yeon reached out and grabbed the hem of the school shirt. He pulled it up to Lee Il-seo’s mouth.

“Bite it.”

“…Mmh.”

He was disappointed that the large shirt concealed Lee Il-seo’s beautifully formed navel and reddened, erect dick. Lee Il-seo, who had opened his mouth to concentrate on the penetration, did as he was told, biting the shirt with his lips. His moans became muffled through the crumpled shirt. Soon Lee Il-seo’s buttocks touched Sa Seung-yeon’s groin, and warm inner walls tightly wrapped around the entire shaft. Despite the slow penetration, the pressure pushing against his insides made Lee Il-seo squeeze his eyes shut and his shoulders tremble briefly.

When Sa Seung-yeon tried to move his hips, Lee Il-seo quickly shook his head and looked at him.

“I’ll, hng, I’ll move…”

His pronunciation was cutely slurred as he mumbled with the shirt in his mouth. Sa Seung-yeon relaxed comfortably with one corner of his lips loosened, signaling his approval. Lee Il-seo awkwardly rotated his hips before moving up and down. Perhaps because he was nervous, the inside tightened and loosened repeatedly every time he gasped for breath.

“Is it hard?”

Sa Seung-yeon gently asked, stroking Lee Il-seo’s warm cheek with his thumb. Lee Il-seo shook his head and moved his hips a bit faster. It wasn’t that hard, as it was overwhelmingly stimulating. Inserting from top to bottom meant his full weight transferred, making it feel like the dick was pushing into even deeper places. With a flushed face, Lee Il-seo diligently moved on his own, repeatedly stopping to moan before continuing.

“Hng, ah…”

“Hah…”

The school shirt clenched between Lee Il-seo’s teeth became soaked with his clear saliva, and the wet sounds of sweat and fluids mixing grew louder with each collision between the groin and Lee Il-seo’s buttocks. Soon Lee Il-seo began to focus increasingly on the stimulation, using Seung-yeon almost like a masturbation device as he started to move with increasing speed. His own reddened penis bobbed up and down with his movements.

Despite trying to maintain maximum patience against the excessively arousing sight, Sa Seung-yeon finally rose up and pushed Lee Il-seo back onto the bed.

“Hngh!”

“Sorry, but I can’t hold back anymore.”

Sa Seung-yeon growled and thrust his hips up greedily. He precisely hit the stimulation point inside the inner wall with his glans, the same spot Lee Il-seo had deliberately avoided when moving on his own out of fear. Each forceful thrust of his hips made Lee Il-seo’s body shake violently, and eventually, the school shirt he had been carefully holding in his mouth fell out as he trembled.

“Hng! Uh, ah, mmh…!”

As Sa Seung-yeon’s excited pheromones enveloped his entire body, his reason was numbed and his head was dizzy. Something beyond the mere pleasure of physical union surged through him, bringing hot tears that moistened his eyes before streaming down his cheeks.

Each time Sa Seung-yeon thrust into him, Lee Il-seo’s body felt as if it were folding in half, with Sa Seung-yeon’s weight pressing down on his entire body, causing him to cough raspily. The breathlessness and rapid breathing, combined with the excited pheromones, further stimulated his sensations. Feeling an unbearable urge to climax, Lee Il-seo struggled with his legs.

“Sunbae, sunbae… I’m going to, going to cum… hngh.”

“Yes, Il-seo. Cum.”

“It’ll, it’ll get on your clothes…”

“Soak it all, okay?”

Along with the coaxing voice, the warm fluid that had been held back for so long soaked the front. With each thrust, Lee Il-seo’s stomach and Sa Seung-yeon’s abdomen became drenched with thin bodily fluids. It was as if white lightning flashed before his eyes, he could neither see nor hear anything else. As Lee Il-seo trembled through his climax, Sa Seung-yeon was his only anchor.

“I like you, sunbae. Hng, ungh, sunbae… I like you so much.”

Sa Seung-yeon swallowed a curse at the words blurted out amid the rising sensation. With Lee Il-seo in his school uniform calling him “sunbae,” it resonated differently than usual.

For this moment, at least, it felt like returning to the past that Sa Seung-yeon had forgotten and let slip away. He cupped Lee Il-seo’s cheeks and lowered his head to press their lips together. It was a kiss filled with gratitude for Lee Il-seo’s continued love, and an apology for not being able to fully share that time with him.

Soon, the dick filling the inner walls could be clearly felt pulsating. Even through the condom, Sa Seung-yeon released a considerable amount for a long time, enough that the temperature and volume were perceptible.

“Haa…”

Sa Seung-yeon slowly withdrew while holding Lee Il-seo and savoring his lips. Lee Il-seo’s school uniform, as he lay panting with closed eyes, was soaked in a fluid that was neither urine nor semen, but something ambiguous. Due to the wet shirt, his fair, smooth skin was visible through where the fluid had soaked.

Gazing at the sight with his dark eyes, Sa Seung-yeon removed the filled condom, tossed it aside, and immediately put on a new one. As Sa Seung-yeon came at him with another kiss, cradling his face, Lee Il-seo sensed intuitively that he wouldn’t be able to keep Choi Kyung-hyun’s advice to get plenty of rest.

***

Finally opening his eyes, Lee Il-seo stared at the wall with unfocused vision, momentarily retracing his memories. A flash of memory struck him, uncontrollably trembling and releasing something like urine. The spotty memories afterward were all hazy. He probably climaxed several more times after being continuously fucked.

After struggling under the blanket for a while, overcome by the languor spread throughout his body, Lee Il-seo managed to get out of bed. Following Sa Seung-yeon’s faint pheromones beyond the closed door, he looked around the bedroom. It was so clean without a trace of sex that he could believe that yesterday’s sex was a dream. As Lee Il-seo surveyed the room, he lowered his head again when he caught his reflection in the mirror.

“Oh…”

He had definitely been wearing a school uniform, but now he was in Sa Seung-yeon’s large short sleeved t-shirt. Sa Seung-yeon must have changed his clothes while he slept, concerned he might catch a cold. Judging by how fresh his body felt and the faint scent of lotion that remained, Sa Seung-yeon had likely bathed him and applied lotion before changing his clothes.

I want to see him.

As soon as he recognized the touch of Sa Seung-yeon’s tenderness, only the thought of wanting to see him filled his head blindly. Il-seo quickened his pace a little more and hurried along the hallway towards the living room, where Seung-yeon’s scent was getting stronger.

“Good morning.”

As soon as Lee Il-seo appeared, Sa Seung-yeon smiled broadly and opened his arms. Lee Il-seo walked right into them, nestling into Sa Seung-yeon’s embrace.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Of course.”

“What about the uniform and underwear? I was going to wash them…”

“I already put them in the washing machine.”

“Thank you. I’ll take them with me next time.”

Though he had grown somewhat accustomed to releasing precum or semen during sex, the slick, water-like fluid that sometimes gushed out like a fountain still embarrassed him, feeling like he was urinating. Sa Seung-yeon had told him it wasn’t urine and there was no need to be so embarrassed, and he himself had learned what that fluid was through internet searches. Still, it was embarrassing to have Sa Seung-yeon clean up after him.

However, on days when he lost control and released that fluid involuntarily, he never managed to keep his wits about him until the end, and naturally, Sa Seung-yeon took charge of cleaning the bedroom and washing the clothes he had been wearing.

Unable to hide his embarrassment, Lee Il-seo’s cheeks flushed slightly as he frowned at a familiar sound. Now he could see what Sa Seung-yeon was doing. Or rather, he could hear it. What was playing through the living room speakers was the song file he had given him yesterday.

Hearing the song in better quality than the previous videos, blaring through the speakers, made him feel strangely exposed in front of Sa Seung-yeon. As they walked to the sofa together, Lee Il-seo murmured quietly.

“…It’s embarrassing if you listen to it right in front of me like this.”

“Why? It’s good.”

Seated on the sofa, Sa Seung-yeon expressed how much he liked each song Lee Il-seo had sung, and shared his opinions on the new playlist Lee Il-seo had curated. Unlike Lee Il-seo, who felt self-conscious about his singing voice, just as one wouldn’t read a letter in front of its writer, Sa Seung-yeon went on in detail about why he liked this song and that song. In response to his sincere attitude, Lee Il-seo’s embarrassment gradually faded, and he cautiously began to discuss the aspects he had worried about while recording.

As Lee Il-seo had grown older, his musical taste had subtly changed from when he used to run Tangerine’s website. Sa Seung-yeon marveled at how he had felt the same. At times like this, it was especially nice to have similar tastes and to be aging together as peers.

Before they knew it, their positions had become entangled, with Lee Il-seo sitting between Sa Seung-yeon’s legs, comfortably resting his head against his chest, occasionally sipping from Sa Seung-yeon’s coffee. Particularly fond of one pop song Lee Il-seo had sung, Sa Seung-yeon picked up the remote to restart it from the beginning, while playfully rolling Lee Il-seo’s earlobe with his tongue and whispering,

“Next time, sing it for me in person.”

“Um, well. Okay.”

Unable to resist Sa Seung-yeon’s charm, Lee Il-seo agreed while avoiding direct eye contact. Feeling Lee Il-seo’s body gradually warming up, Sa Seung-yeon tilted his head back and burst into laughter. The two remained entangled on the sofa for a long time, embracing and caressing each other.

In the living room flooded with morning sunlight, the audio recorded by Lee Il-seo continued to play without interruption. Thinking it had been quite a successful birthday, Lee Il-seo secretly swallowed a smile within Sa Seung-yeon’s embrace.