Kofi thanks to: Flowersky
‘Someone younger than you…?’
Cheongyeon replayed Tae Muwon’s words in his mind. His eyes, wide open in shock, refused to return to their normal state. The rustling of the bouquet wrapping in his tensed hand snapped him back to reality.
“You’re… younger than me?”
The very person who had made the bombshell statement casually picked up the sweater he had set aside and dropped it onto Cheongyeon’s lap. The white sweater neatly enveloped the bouquet.
“How old… are you?”
Following the question, Muwon stood up from pressing down on the sofa and placed his hands on his hips.
Seeing Cheongyeon’s surprised reaction, Muwon was just as dumbfounded. He had assumed Cheongyeon knew at least something about him, but it seemed he only knew his name.
After all, in Cheonghwa Town too, he was known as Peira’s Tae Muwon, but any additional personal information was shrouded in mystery, including the fact that most of the Peira members were survivors from the 11th continent.
Nevertheless, was it really such a shock to him, like being struck by lightning under a dry sky? Though, actually, until just before investigating Cheongyeon, Muwon also thought the apothecary was younger than him. Who told him to look so fresh and white like that?
“Either protect your pride or get forcibly stripped here.”
Despite Muwon’s quasi-threat, Cheongyeon only remained clutching only the sweater with a dumbfounded look on his face. Glancing around, he spotted a changing room next to the hanger, its curtain pulled aside.
Cheongyeon stood up, leaving the bouquet aside, not because of Muwon’s intimidating gaze, but rather, he moved unconsciously, reevaluating Muwon’s actions and words up to that point. He didn’t want to be forcibly stripped, and amidst his confusion, he sought something to distract his mind.
As he walked mechanically, a pair of stiff jeans was placed in his arms by Muwon. With his mouth agape, he trudged into the changing room. When an employee followed to close the curtains from both sides, Cheongyeon finally blinked away his daze.
Staring at the purple curtains enclosing the changing room, he continued his numb train of thought.
‘Don’t tell me… he’s not even an adult?’
Forced by the weight of the new clothes in his hand, Cheongyeon took off the knit coat and old shirt. The cold he usually felt when undressing was absent, thanks to the building’s excellent insulation and heating. Now in his underwear, Cheongyeon slipped into the sweater, his mind wandering once more.
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With a swoosh, the purple curtains parted. Tae Muwon stood there, holding the curtains apart. Surprised, Cheongyeon covered his front with the jeans he held, revealing his exposed slender legs underneath. Muwon’s presence shielded him from the employees’ view, but Muwon himself was the bigger issue.
Ignoring Muwon’s gaze on his bare legs under the sweater, Cheongyeon attempted to step into the jeans. His legs tangled, and he staggered. As he held the curtain to keep from falling, the distance between him and Muwon got closer.
“I’m the one who drank, not you, isn’t that right?”
“You are an adult… right?”
Unable to contain his confusion, Cheongyeon asked.
With his face blooming from above the white sweater, it was a combination that went nicely with his light ash-brown hair. Muwon let out a scoff when Cheongyeon asked if he was an adult instead of asking if the clothes looked good on him.
“My coming-of-age ceremony isn’t yet.”
Now, not just Cheongyeon’s eyes but his mouth hung open in shock. Muwon released the curtain and grabbed his chin, his plump lips that protrude out like a crucian carp looked enticingly soft.
“What.”
As he tried to speak, Cheongyeon pressed his lips together, puffed out his cheeks, and tried to push the other’s hand away, but only managing to squish his own cheek. The tingling sensation of his cheek being pressed by his fingers made him relax his lips again, inadvertently protruding them once more.
It was not like an herb that emits a scent when you tap it, but Cheongyeon gave off a sweet fragrance. Muwon lowered his head through the curtains that were open the width of his body.
The plump lips moved like they were trying to say something. Just by looking at the shape of his mouth, it seemed like he was trying to ask, “Are you underage?” He could not believe Cheongyeon fell for it, Muwon felt like it was absurd.
He must have forgotten that his poorly worn pants were stuck on his legs, showing off his pale legs. Thanks to the length of the sweater, his underwear was half covered. A nerve-tingling scent rose from Cheongyeon’s exposed skin. The scent of flowers emanated from his mouth.
‘What on earth does this bastard eat?’
Muwon took a deep breath and sniffed the scent of Cheongyeon’s neck.
“What the heck… are you doing.”
Cheongyeon hesitated, letting out the suppressed words and took a step back. Then, Muwon stepped fully into the dressing room. It wasn’t just that his vision was blocked by his body, it felt like he was being swallowed up. The piercing yellow eyes were so bright that Cheongyeon’s shoulders trembled slightly.
Was this fear? Otherwise, there was no way to express this feeling that made his whole body go numb and even his hair stand on end.
“What?”
Cheongyeon didn’t say anything, but Muwon questioned and slightly tilted his head, nearing his lips to Cheongyeon’s ear.
“This young bastard shouldn’t act up?”
Cheongyeon shook his head, implying that he meant no such thing.
“Tae Muwon is a manwhore?”
Muwon rambled as he pleased.
“I never-! Mhm!”
He licked Cheongyeon’s lips from the side, making the latter flinch in shock. The lips twitched strongly at the touch of Muwon’s tongue. The unexpected actions caused his gray-brown pupils to shake mercilessly.
“Wow, it’s ‘slut‘ this time?”
He slid in again, moving his tongue a little more slowly than before. Moving from his lower lip to his upper lip, he even stuck his tongue inside his open mouth.
Cheongyeon had never thought deeply about his first kiss or peck. However, he did not think that his first experience would start with a tongue rather than lips. A coolness lingered on his lips, as if a mint candy had been rubbed on them. All the while, Cheongyeon couldn’t take his eyes off Muwon’s yellow eyes. It felt like if he dodged for even a moment, his vital spot would be bitten in an instant.
He brought his face a little closer as the dangling string of piercings tickled his cheek, making his fingertips and toes felt numb. Suddenly, Muwon pressed his thighs against Cheongyeon’s underwear. The penis whose head was half-raised was crushed. Even Cheongyeon didn’t know why his lower body was reacting like this.
“Hgh!”
“You must be actually scared this time?”
In fact, the tingling started earlier, including down here.
Although he was looking at Tae Muwon to be on guard, he kept feeling a strange sensation down there. Cheongyeon slowly curled the toes he had hidden in his shoes.
The hand that had been cupping his cheek with force just now was now caressing his face. His rough palm was rubbing against his lips, and more than half of his face was covered by Muwon’s hand.
As Cheongyeon opened his lips to take a breath, the other’s index finger scraped against his front teeth. Even the slight stimulus sent a surge of energy through Muwon’s whole body. Being sweet or whatever crap, Tae Cheonoh’s advice was not helpful at all from the beginning. Since when did he ever care about things like that? Muwon bit Cheongyeon’s lip.
He followed closely behind Cheongyeon, who stepped backward due to the sudden attack. Their lips hadn’t even separated as Cheongyeon’s back soon hit the wall.
Hmph! Cheongyeon tried to turn his head, but was unable to do so due to the force pressing down from above and the hand grabbing the back of his neck. The lips, which had gathered together like a carp, were completely swallowed up in Tae Muwon’s mouth.
Cheongyeon felt as if a yellow star was flashing before his eyes. It felt as if his body was collapsing endlessly, as if an enormous force of gravity was acting on him.
Was he doing this because he didn’t want to give away half of the ship Peira? In that case, Cheongyeon also had no intention of backing down. He was thinking of biting his tongue as hard as he could. At that moment, a tongue as thick as his hand slipped through his parted lips. He pushed his tongue out and dug all over the moist flesh, as if trying to take a new place.
Cheongyeon tried to escape the intruder, but instead became more entangled with him. The sound of saliva mixing tickled his ears. Muwon held his neck and took off his jacket that was adorned with crimson asters in full bloom. Only the black shirt that clung to his body was left, and the heat rising from it could be clearly felt. Cheongyeon struggled and grabbed both of Muwon’s arms apart.
“Haa,” their lips parted and Muwon looked down at Cheongyeon while cupping his cheek. His lower lip was wet with saliva from who knows which one of them. The pungent scent of alcohol made Cheongyeon think he was going to get drunk.
“If you’re not scared, then you’re excited by the manwhore’s kiss.”
Cheongyeon quickly curled his heated lips inward.
“Y- you haven’t even had a coming-of-age ceremony. Why are you so wicked…”
Cheongyeon bravely tried to give advice.
“I grew up without a mother or father, so I’m a bit crude.”
Muwon smiled with wet lips.
“You should have lived a crude life too. Then you wouldn’t have had your lips taken by a slut.”
Muwon pressed Cheongyeon’s swollen lips with his thumb.
“Isn’t that right, hyung?”
😤 we made it to the first kiss, was hot ngl 🥴🤭
That was definitely a better first kiss than I imagined they would have. 😂 Thanks for the chapter!
Muwon. Hold ur horses.
🫨🫨🫨 Cheongyeon is shook!
Él mejor primer beso y el que más esperaba ❤️