Chapter 26，Part 1

Translated by Springlila

Edited by Springlila

I rested my chin on one hand while erasing the incorrect lines. Because the answer to Korean geography was obvious, I was able to solve it one at a time without much thought. I marked the issue with a dot. Today I couldn't concentrate. There was only one reason.

"…"

I didn't even have eyes behind my back, but I could feel the gaze. His eyes were obvious, despite his quiet and sensitive demeanor.? I turned the mechanic pencil around with my finger and knocked it down. I slowly returned my gaze. I slowly turned my head back. Lim Dae-han, who was sitting leaning against the wall next to the bed, was staring at me.

"…"

"…"

When our gazes met, his eyes rolled downwards slowly. The purpose of the meeting was obviously to study, but when I came to, I was studying alone. No, I had no idea what to do. His gaze was so desperate that he grunted behind my back, but there was no way I could study.

I returned my attention to my original position. I took a look around the desk. The TV, which had been on the desk until yesterday, was apparently kicked out of the living room. There was plenty of room to study, but only for one person. So, of course, Lim Dae-han had no choice but to go to bed, and he stared at me in a stretched position for about an hour.

"Ki Young-hyun."

I turned to the voice calling me. This time, the chair was also there.

"Do you want some ice cream?"

His tone didn't change,? but he was asking me as a suggestion. I raised one corner of my mouth in embarrassment. After that, I shake my head. Lim Dae-han nodded and turned away in response to my reaction. He stopped at a convenience store and bought a bag full of jujuba, and in the end it was to feed me.

"But you don't study…?"

Lim Dae-han looked elsewhere when I asked the question carefully. Why don't you study in this way? I couldn't understand it because I had only been studying casually and living an ordinary life, despite having the highest grade point average in my class. But I also knew I shouldn't have asked such a question. Lim Dae-han disliked and despised studying. He couldn't help but be distracted once he started studying. Also, because studying is a habit, someone who has done it before did it well.

"You also didn't?"

Lim Dae-han asked me, who had attempted to study in the meantime, despite the fact that I was sweating from the gaze I felt behind my back. Who did it and who didn't do it? I was furious at the moment, but I was able to calm my stomach.

"I did it until now."

"Take a break then."

Lim Dae-han patted the seat next to him. It was odd that his eyes were wide open, despite the fact that he had said to come to his side calmly. If I didn't go, he would hold my wrist and sit me down. I got playful again. What's wrong with me? Normally, I was a serious person with no sense of humor.

"…Can I just rest on the chair?"

Lim Dae-han, who pretended to be calm, swallowed and closed his mouth. He raised himself first, as soon as I thought about leaving. Then he got out of bed and approached me. In front of my eyes, there was a shadow.

"Why… Why?"

I was perplexed because I expected him to act as if he didn't care. I stammered until the end.

Lim Dae-han quickly grabbed the handle of my chair and dragged it behind him. The chair was being dragged towards the bed. My body unexpectedly drew and leaned forward. But, thanks to the mattress, I didn't get hurt. I lifted my face that had been buried in the bed. Lim Dae-han sat back down and tapped the seat next to him.

"Come here and rest for a bit."

"You can't do that even if you're really strong."

"What about me?"

"…"

I pouted my lips without saying anything and sat down next to Lim Dae-han. Lim Dae-han was scrolling through the messages in his group messenger room with his friends. I rested my cheek on Lim Dae-han's shoulder and we both looked at the phone. Hundreds of messages had accumulated as if they hadn't checked in the meantime. Lim Dae-han scrolled through the chat window with a quick movement of his fingers and an expressionless face.

Then at that moment, I saw a few pictures and Lim Dae-han quickly turned off the screen. However, I noticed that some of the people in the photo had tattoos from their wrists to their shoulders, with alcohol bottles and cigarettes scattered around them. And the women with them were also wearing tight-fitting short clothes.

Lim Dae-han remained silent as if he had no idea there would be a picture. Lim Dae-han's perplexed expression filled the dark screen of his cell phone like a mirror. But I didn't have anything to say, so I remained silent for the time being. Lim Dae-han later added a word.

"… I am not there."

"Yeah, yeah…"

For the time being, I responded, but it was with the voice of someone who didn't trust the other. To be honest, he was a minor, and it didn't seem right for him to look like gangsters bluffing and raising their shoulders. I'm also worried… Lim Dae-han's hand trembled slightly as he held the cell phone still. With his middle finger, he quickly turned on his cell phone again. The chat window immediately caught my eyes without a pattern. Lim Dae-han clicked the picture.

"Look."

"…"

"I am not there."

I took a close look at the picture. I swept through the photos, one by one. The drunken friends were needlessly forming friendships, but there were also classmates with familiar faces.

I pointed at our classmate with my finger.

"It's Lee Deok."

"Yeah."

"Why aren't you there?"

"I was with you yesterday."

"Ah…"

I remembered the sweet smell of alcohol from Lim Dae-han yesterday. This is most likely what he meant when he said he was playing with his friends.

Lim Dae-han set his cell phone down because he was no longer interested in it. He then spread his fingers. He tapped my thigh, pretending to be fine, and awkwardly clasped my fingers. The back of the hand's palms was warm.

I gave strength to the knuckles of my fingers to play a prank on Ransom. He groaned and said, "It hurts," in a tone that didn't indicate he was in pain at all.

"Did you come to me while drinking yesterday?"

"Why are you asking that?"

"…I think it would feel good to hit you."

I wasn't sure if Lim Dae-han's delinquency was bad, or if it was good that Lim Dae-han was flirting and nice to me. But my heart was racing. I turned my head and looked at Lim Dae-han's side, which had a clear angle, before raising my body and kissing him on the cheek. Lim Dae-han, who hadn't even blinked, turned his head.

"Do it here too."

Lim Dae-han tapped the side close to his lips. And I brought my lips without hesitation. As soon as the touched lips fell, Lim Dae-han dug in. Lim Dae-han dug in as soon as the lips were touched. The tongue didn't mix, and the lips bumped shortly before falling off. The sound was cut off as if they were exchanging breaths. I tilted my head to the side and slowly laid my body down.

I gradually lowered both of my hands from Dae-han's cheeks, descended down his thick neckline, and placed them on his shoulders. Lim Dae-han sucked my lips as if he were sucking and eating a jujuba. I was irritated because my tongue had barely touched. Eventually, I inserted my tongue first into Lim Dae-han's mouth. ? As a result, Lim Dae-han, who had only been sucking my lips, switched to sucking my tongue.

I tickled the roof of his mouth with my tongue as he usually did. Lim Dae-han flinched. He moved his hands slowly while continuing to kiss. He pressed his hand against my chest and slid his hand into my T-shirt. He rubbed my stomach strongly. I felt like I was going to get a hand mark. I drew my upper body back and pushed his shoulders. However, Lim Dae-han came closer.

Finally, he parted my lips with one last big kiss. We could feel each other breath as our lips were in close contact. His face had turned bright red from the heat. Lim Dae-han brought my eyes into focus with half-open eyes. Simultaneously, he rubbed my stomach, touched my ribs, tickled my side, and moved his hands frantically.

I narrowed my eyes and asked Lim Dae-han.

"Did you ask me to come home for this?"

Lim Dae-han, who normally would not have been able to answer because he was embarrassed, responded calmly.

"You also came here to do this."

"…"

Just how did he know.

I had nothing to say in response to Lim Dae-han's words, so I remained silent. Lim Dae-han got up. He pushed himself between my legs. I slowly glanced at him, who was kneeling in front of me with my legs spread apart.

Lim Dae-han seemed like a person who would appear in an erotic movie. He held the bottom of his T-shirt in an X-shape and lifted it as it was to take off his top. A solid muscular upper body was revealed in front of my eyes. Of course, I'd seen him in P.E. class, but… things were different back then. That was then, and this, uh now…

Lim Dae-han lowered his upper body slowly. Our lips touch again. With the sound of a short kiss, Lim Dae-han's hand dug under my shirt again.

He touched my nipples again while putting his hands all over my upper body. Haa. I exhaled slowly out of my mouth and sat up.

"…"

"…"

Nobody, or at least no one else, ever touched my chest, at least not in my memory. My parents and older brother washed me when I was very young, but it was before I went to school, no, even after I started elementary school. As a result, such a naive reaction was natural.

Maybe it's rejection?

I hugged my legs as I slowly drew them together. Lim Dae-han sat up just stared at me as I gripped the hem tightly. There was no response. To be honest, he wasn't a tiger I saw in the mountains or a lion I saw in the fields, but I imposed a defensive posture in order to protect myself from such things. There would, of course, be no rejection. If that were the case, I would have been enraged about the kiss, whatever it was, from the moment Lim Dae-han confessed to me.

"Ki Young-hyun."

"Eung, Yeah…"

"Let it go."

When I heard Lim Dae-han's voice, I swallowed dry saliva. It wasn't by any means that I was so nervous that I salivated at the sight of his voice, face, and body. My hands were full of strength as they held my knees together and the hem so he couldn't take my shirt off.

"This, this is…"

I kissed him and everything, but his hands touching my chests, or more precisely, my nipples, brought me back to reality. I looked into Lim Dae-eyes han's with a serious expression on my face. I didn't cry, but I did take a deep breath. Lim Dae-han's warm hand brushed against my knee. My shoulders trembled even more.

Lim Dae-han's expression hardened. It must have been obvious that I was scared. Lim Dae-han sighed deeply. He moved away after briefly touching his forehead. He leaned over and stretched his arms behind his back. He tilted his head and looked me in the eyes. I had the impression that I was a coward. But I was originally like that.

"Am I eating you?"

I pressed my lips together and shook my head quickly when he asked the question from a distance. Do you eat me? No, I know you were not really eating me. My mind was muddled, and I felt like it was about to blow up.

I couldn't even make eye contact with Lim Dae-han and instead focused my attention on his shoulder and the nape of his neck before lowering my gaze. I took a look down his well-defined abs and further down. My gaze was drawn to the clamoring thing, pleading with him to take it out right away. Lim Dae-han tilted his head to the side without saying anything. There was a crackling sound every time he moved.

"If you don't like it, I won't do it."

"…"

"Ki Young-hyun, if you don't like it, I won't do it. So don't be afraid."

Lim Dae-han, who was touching his temple, stretched his shoulders. The end of the shoulder was firm because of the muscles. And the arm that fell at a right angle was powerful even when no force was applied. Lim Dae-han soothed me, but I was evaluating his body shape. I wanted to hit my head. Looking at it this way, it would not be a sense of rejection. I wanted to touch Lim Dae-han's arm right now.

Lim Dae-han moved his arms forward once more after a brief silence. He placed his hand on my cheek. He rubbed my cheeks as if kneading clay. I remained motionless out of guilt and embarrassment. I felt like crying in the unfamiliar feeling.

Lim Dae-han, who was kneading my cheek, moved his hands slowly. He pressed his thumb firmly against my lips. I grabbed Lim Dae-han's wrist. I gently bit his thumb while still in tears.

Still, I don't hate you. It's a little scary, but it's not a rejection. It was my own way of expressing myself. Lim Dae-han's eyes were warm when he looked at me. As we kissed, a little more strength went into the bottom of my swollen lips. Soon, Lim Dae-han hastily withdrew his hand.

"Wait a minute. I need to go to the bathroom."

I grabbed the back of Lim Dae-han's arm as he was about to get up.