VDN Ch 117

Even in the same space, maintaining distance was impossible.

The biggest reason was that there was only one room. The second reason was that it was so hard to do nothing in front of Nam-woon. Whenever Seo-oh saw Nam-woon these days, he wanted to keep touching him all the time. It was very hard to resist the urge, and at the very least holding hands with Nam-woon helped him endure.

Then what about sending Hyung out of the house for a little while?

As he thought about it, Seo-oh quickly shook his head. Just yesterday, Nam-woon was brutally assaulted by Chairman Seok. Because of that, Nam-woon seemed visibly anxious even after returning home. He was usually quiet as he slept but yesterday he had been tossing and turning, sweating profusely as if having a nightmare.

And this time, he was the one who stepped forward. He thought that yesterday’s incident might lead to retaliation from the vicious Chairman Seok. He didn’t mind if he got revenge against him, but what if that arrow was aimed at Hyung…? Just imagining it made his eyes turn red.

Seo-oh could never leave Nam-woon alone under any circumstances. He had to be by his side.

Two weeks will pass quickly.

If I say I have a lot of work and will be home late, I can just tell Se-han to go to bed first. I didn’t want to add my worries to Hyung, who was already upset and distressed with Chairman Seok’s actions.

A dominant alpha who can’t control his own pheromones. How pathetic..

He sighed deeply and headed to the pharmacy.

I’m going to start taking the medication tomorrow and stick close to Hyung as soon as I get home today.

The only way he could endure for two weeks was to be more intimate with Nam-woon today.

Meanwhile, Nam-woon held Se-han’s hand and headed towards the neighboring house after Seo-oh left. But when they reached Mrs. Soon-i’s house, Se-han hesitated, looking up with bright eyes. It seemed like he had failed to get a piece of tanghulu from Namnam Grandpa and was considering getting one from Mrs. Soon-i. When Nam-woon raised an eyebrow in suspicion, Se-han’s large pupils rolled around anxiously.

“Do you want tanghulu?”

“No? I’m just trying to help Grandpa,”

Se-han replied, strongly denying it. Nam-woon chuckled at the child’s strong denial and changed direction, slowly walking down the alley. Tadat. The sound of excited footsteps followed.

“Hyung will be back soon, so enjoy yourself.”

“Yes!”

Nam-woon quickly turned his steps towards the office.

***

“Young master! Are you okay?”

When he opened the office door, Jang-mi and Deok-chil rushed at him, their voices so loud they could burst his eardrums. Yongdeuk, who was standing behind them, was also looking at Nam-woon with a worried expression on his face.

Yesterday, after heading to Chairman Seok’s company with him, he had returned home without even seeing his face, so I guess he must have been very worried about me.

“It’s okay. Nothing happened,”

“Nothing happened?! I heard everything. Seriously, why are they treating our young master like that? He’s really nice, except for when he’s being a bit lazy sometimes.”

They made a big fuss over Nam-woon’s injury, trying to check it. They overturned the bag on the table, spilling out the medicine, saying, “You should apply this,” and “You should stick that on,” making a big fuss. “I’m not hurt at all,” he said. After being pestered by his subordinates for a long time, Nam-woon finally sat down on the sofa with a serious look and brought up the topic of today’s meeting.

“So, what do you think we should do?”

They were discussing the client’s wedding that would take place on Saturday. They placed the photos handed to them by the man on the table, discussing how he should look at the wedding venue.

“Wouldn’t it be better to bleach your hair? Ah, what about this? How about tattoo sleeves? Like those one-time-use ones.”

“Young master, walk like you’re drunk. You’ve done it a lot, so it should be easy for you.”

“Your pronunciation… I think you need a bit of that American accent? Try reading this. Hmm? Nope, it’s not right. It’s “apple”,”tomato.”

Various opinions poured out in a short period of time. Deok-chil, who insisted that he was the trendiest among the people here, said that they didn’t need anything and that he just needed to remember one thing.

“If all else fails, just kiss the client in front of everyone.”

“Is Deok-chil on drugs?”

When Nam-woon asked him if he wanted to ruin someone else’s wedding, he said, “Why don’t you do it over dinner after the wedding? Deok-chil said that’s what authentic hip-hop is, which is nonsense.

After weighing their opinions they decided to try the most convincing alternatives among those suggested today. When asked if they should try it today, the subordinates pushed Nam-woon out the door, saying that he needs to get some rest after what happened yesterday. With no other choice, he turned his steps back to the house where Se-han would be waiting for him.

Upon arriving at the supermarket after climbing the alley, Se-han and Grandpa were sitting as usual, fully absorbed in making tanghulu. Nam-woon called out, but they didn’t respond. When he called out louder, Se-han lazily waved his hand, saying, “Hyung, you go in first.”

When Nam-woon returned alone, he took off his shoes and turned on the fluorescent lights.

“…I should clean up before Seo-oh comes.”

The house was a mess because they had made hotteok in the morning and left right afterward. I should start with the dishes. I put on rubber gloves and turned on the water, and cold water rushed into my gloves. It looked like there was a hole again. While I was busy doing the dishes, I heard the sound of the door opening.

“Huh? Why are you here so early?”

It was Kwon Seo-oh. Looking at the clock on the wall, it wasn’t even dinner time yet. When he asked about his early return, Seo-oh didn’t answer and instead placed his bag and a black plastic bag on the floor.

“What about Se-han?”

“Didn’t you see him on the way home? He went to the supermarket. His grandfather is making some kind of tanghulu to sell.”

As Nam-woon was speaking, Seo-oh suddenly approached from behind and quietly wrapped his arms around Nam-woon’s waist. Then, lifting his chin slightly to Nam-woon’s shoulder, he opened his mouth.

“Yeah. And?”

“Well, when I heard about tanghulu, Se-han was like…..Hey, get a little further away.”

Seo-oh didn’t listen and continued rubbing his forehead against Nam-woon’s shoulder. Nam-woon frowned, raising his rubber gloved arm awkwardly in case it got wet, but Seo-oh, who was sniffing Nam-woon’s neck with his nose pressed against it, muttered in satisfaction.

“You smell exactly like me, Hyung.”

“That’s because we use the same thing to wash.”

He twisted his body to avoid unnecessary contact, but the skinship suddenly became intense. Soft lips bumped into the nape of his neck. Startled, Nam-woon pushed away the firm chest that was pressed against his back with his elbow.

“Why are you doing this suddenly? I haven’t finished washing the dishes yet.”

“Go on.”

Seo-oh replied causally and kissed Nam-woon’s ear and earlobe one after the other. Nam-woon tried to remove his rubber gloves first, but they stuck to his watery skin and wouldn’t come off easily.

At that moment, both of his cheeks were grabbed by a large hand. His head was forcibly turned to face Seo-oh. Seo-oh stared deeply into Nam-woon’s eyes and lightly kissed his lips between his mouth that were spread open like a carp.

The mingling of their tongues happened in an instant. As Nam-woon’s tongue recoiled, Seo-oh’s thick tongue followed, penetrating deep inside. He wrapped his tongue around Nam-woon’s fleeing tongue, teasing him here and there, and then slowly rolled his tongue against the roof of his mouth. In an instant, saliva filled his mouth and a sticky sound leaked out.

It was cold. His lips seemed to tingle, and his teeth touched Nam-woon’s lower lip. After briefly nibbling playfully, Seo-oh tilted his head and kissed him again. The fusion of their saliva deepened.

Water dripped from the rubber gloves. Nam-woon, bound and receiving Seo-oh’s passionate kiss for a while, immediately peeled off the gloves as soon as Seo-oh pulled back. He then slapped Seo-oh’s broad shoulders in front of him.

“You’re really pushing it now!”

“Ouch, that hurts, Hyung.”

At those words, Nam-woon, suddenly turned serious, placed his hand on Seo-oh’s forehead.

“You’re not feeling well again?”

“…I’m a little dizzy.”

Nam-woon sighed softly and turned away.

“Stay here. I’ll go wash my hands.”

He headed to the bathroom to wash the soap off his hands, but Seo-oh, who couldn’t even endure that moment, stuck close to Nam-woon’s back and walked with him. Then he slammed him against the wall. At the same time, a big penis was felt on Nam-woon’s butt. To his surprise, Seo-oh’s center was erect.

How?…When did he get hard? Did he get hard while walking over here?

Moreover, this familiar position… it was the same as the nightmare in the bathroom!

He tried to move away quickly, but the thick arms that held his waist didn’t allow him. Seo-oh pushed Nam-woon even harder against the wall and started rubbing his lower body against him.

“Hyung, should we do it today?”

“Hey, you bastard… Do what! Are you crazy, really.”

“Sigh… I only have today.”

“What do you mean today? We did it not so long ago!”

“Today is really just for today.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

Seo-oh’s large palm pressed down on Nam-woon’s back, causing his hips to naturally lean back slightly. His hands slipped under Nam-woon’s top and groped his back. The sound of breathing in his ear became more ragged. Seo-oh placed his hand on Nam-woon’s waistband.

Click.

“Hyung, I need you to help me make tanghulu because it’s too difficult for me.”

Se-han’s eyes widened as he saw Nam-woon and Seo-oh pressed against the wall.

“What are you doing?”

Fuck, we’re screwed. Seo-oh’s lower body was still placed on Nam-woon’s buttocks. Kwon Seo-oh stood still motionless. When he turned his head, he seemed taken aback by the unexpected situation. His eyes trembled in surprise. Nam-woon spoke up to cover up the situation.

“L-Leapfrog! We are just playing leapfrog.”

“Why would you play ‘Leapfrog’ in the house?”

“Isn’t it more fun to do it at home? Hey, Kwon Seo-oh. Hurry up and get on my back.

He bent down completely to say that. Only then did Seo-oh, who had finally taken his d*ck from his buttocks, hesitate. Nam-woon turned his head and spoke in a low voice.

“Shit, just get on already.”

Seo-oh whispered softly,

“Are you sure? I’m heavy.”

“Are you kidding me? Is that important right now?”

Nam-woon intentionally raised his voice and shouted.

“Come on, quickly jump on!” 

“Do I have to jump too?”