Pr: K
When Jaegyeom returned home, it was already close to midnight. Jeongju, who had come out to the front door to meet him at the sound of the door opening, was momentarily speechless as soon as he saw Jaegyeom standing in front of him.
“Why are you standing there like that? Get out of the way.”
Jaegyeom, who succeeded in taking off his shoes using only his feet, opened the way with his chin gestures. Jeongju turned away from him with a puzzled look on his face. Jaegyeom, carrying some baggage, entered the house.
“What about Mesani?”
“Huh? Oh, he fell asleep earlier while waiting.”
Jeongju answered in a dazed tone and looked at the baggage Jaegyeom was carrying on his back.
“W-what… How did this happen?”
“He fell asleep after drinking and no matter how much I tried to wake him up, he didn’t wake up.”
The person who was riding on Jaegyeom’s back was none other than Yoon Taehee.
Yoon Taehee, who was squatting on the stairs next to the store, fell asleep in that position. No matter how many times Jaegyeom called him, there was no answer, and even when he shook him to wake him up, he didn’t even budge. Embarrassed, Jaegyeom went back to the team members and asked for help. The team members were very surprised, saying that this was the first time in their lives they had seen the Chief drunk.
Yoon Taehee was not particularly a heavy drinker. And he knew that very well, so he never exceeded his drinking limit. Therefore, a misfortune involving alcohol like today had never happened. He would stop before he got drunk and always returned home on his own. And the next day, he would appear as neat as usual.
‘Our chief turned out to be human. What happened?’
Kang Yibin took a picture of Yoon Taehee sleeping while he was sitting down with her cell phone camera.
‘Wow, you vicious woman.’ Pyo Jiho stuck out his tongue.
‘He has been very busy these days. I guess it’s because he is tired.’
Pyo Jiho first called a taxi. Fortunately, it was a busy area with many stores, so he quickly caught a taxi. And his team members only realized it after putting Yoon Taehee in the backseat.
‘Does anyone know the address of the Chief’s house?’
No one knew where Yoon Taehee lived.
‘In any case, we can’t just leave him on the street.’
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Of course, Jaegyeom was of the position that it didn’t really matter to him if Taehee was thrown out on the street… After a short period of deliberation, he decided to carry the burden that was Yoon Taehee. Since his house was the closest and he had earned something along the way, he was being generous in his own way.
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After hearing the situation roughly, Jeongju nodded his head.
“He’s a guest, but the sofa is a little awkward, so my room…”
Jeongju, who was walking after Jaegyeom, stopped and suddenly stood upright.
“Oh, right! Mesani is sleeping in my bed right now?!”
“It’s okay, I’ll just let him sleep in my room.”
Jaegyeom shook his head as if telling him not to wake the child up. He passed through the living room and headed to his room. Jeongju, who was following, quickly opened the door and turned on the light switch. Jaegyeom slapped the baggage on the bed. An adult male who was completely asleep was really heavy.
“Anyway, he’s relatively easy when drunk.”
Jeongju looked at Yoon Taehee, who was motionless, and blurted out a one-liner. Jaegyeom, who finally felt lighter, let out a long breath. First, take off his shoes…
While Jaegyeom was tidying the baggage, Jeongju brought extra blankets and pillows.
“Jaegyeom, then you sleep in my bed with Mesani.”
“Where are you going to sleep?”
“I can sleep on the sofa. You’re uncomfortable on the sofa.”
“It’s okay… I’m just going to lay down a blanket on the floor and sleep.”
Saying that, Jaegyeom roughly covered Yoon Taehee with a blanket. He lifted his head and supported it with a pillow. The angle seemed uncomfortably skewed, as if it wasn’t quite correct, but Jaegyeom brushed his hands together contentedly, as if there were nothing more to be done.
Jaegyeom took the blanket from Jeongju’s arms. Jeongju tried to give up his bed several times, but he didn’t listen and just laid a blanket on the floor.
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”
“Yeah. Go and sleep.”
In the past, he always slept like this with a blanket spread out on the floor. He had slept on the bare floor many times, so what was another time? It was purely his will to take Yoon Taehee home. There was no need for Jeongju to endure the inconvenience on his behalf. After arguing for a while, Jaegyeom succeeded in kicking Jeongju out of the room.
Finally, the room became quiet.
In the silence, a faint breathing could be heard. Jaegyeom walked closer to the bed, unbuttoning his shirt one by one. He glanced down at the quietly sleeping face lying on his bed.
It looked as if someone had crafted it…
The hands that were unbuttoning slowed down gradually. Seeing someone else, and that someone being Yoon Taehee, lying on his bed made him feel oddly unsettled. Upon further reflection, the feeling was strange. Until not so long ago, Yoon Taehee and he were strangers. He was a high school student, and Yoon Tae-hee was a librarian. In just a month or two, his daily life had been completely transformed. It was unbelievably dramatic.
Even though they have only met for a short time, there were things only the two of them knew, secrets known only to each other, each other’s deep inner truths. Even though he had known his team members for several years, it was strange that they did not even know where Yoon Taehee lived.
‘In fact, everyone is being deceived by Imae.’
Despite living so harmoniously with his team members, Yoon Taehee had not revealed where he lived. He was the center of everyone’s attention. Yet, he was alone in their midst. In the bright sunshine, he stood in damp darkness, casting a vivid, living shadow of vengeance.
Yoon Taehee said he had waited for 10 years. During those 10 years, did Yoon Taehee never forget his revenge for a single moment? No matter how small and insignificant the moment was? If so…
Were you alone even at that moment when you were clinking glasses with people?
Jaegyeom lowered the hand that was unbuttoning his button and looked at Yoon Taehee quietly. The person who was asleep had a face that did not reveal even a single thing.
“…”
It was Imae who was deceiving, but why did it feel more pitiful for Imae than for those who were being deceived by him? Truly, it was something Jaegyeom couldn’t understand.
***
Yoon Taehee opened his eyes in the dim dawn light. Even though he had just woken up from a fairly deep sleep, his eyes were sharp and clear. An unfamiliar ceiling. An unfamiliar bed. It was an unfamiliar room. The feel of the bedding against his body was fluffy and soft.
Yoon Taehee, who had been silently rolling his eyes, slowly stood up. He pulled back the blanket and lowered his gaze to see that he was dressed the same way he had worn it yesterday. When he looked back on the memories of the previous night and took a close look at the scene in the room bathed in the blue dawn light, his eyes landed on a certain place. Yoon Taehee immediately stopped and his eyes widened.
Why was he here?
Jaegyeom was sleeping under the bed. Unlike him, he was wearing comfortable clothes. Jaegyeom, wearing a baggy T-shirt and shorts, was sound asleep curled up with one leg draped over a rolled up blanket.
“…”
Only then did Yoon Taehee realize where this was and who was the owner of this unfamiliar room. He began to have a rough idea of what had happened. Earthbound spirit. Myeonsinrye. After-party, alcohol…
Yoon Taehee, who had finally sorted out his memories, lowered his head and touched his forehead.
“Oh, fuck.”
I’ve lost my mind. I haven’t slept well these past few days…
He didn’t have a hangover, so he figured he hadn’t drunk too much. He was just exhausted and under the influence of alcohol he fell asleep. He was about to become irritated with himself for not being able to control himself. The fact that he had relaxed even for a moment brought on a sense of displeasure. Yoon Taehee closed his eyes and bit his lip gently.
The inside of the room was extremely quiet.
Yoon Taehee opened his eyes after a long time. He lifted his wrist and checked the time. 4:53 am. The whitish dawn light was gradually becoming brighter. Yoon Taehee got out of bed and approached Jaegyeom.
He was lying on his side with his back turned. Yoon Taehee went to the opposite side and settled down. Propping himself on his elbow, he matched their eye level. Yoon Taehee openly admired the peacefully sleeping face.
When it got to 5 o’clock he was thinking of leaving.
“Bye, I’m going.”
It was a faint whisper that came out like a breath.
Of course, it was a voice that couldn’t have been heard, but just then Jaegyeom started to turn over. He seemed to toss over and lie down, then lifted his t-shirt up. Yoon Taehee, who was watching him to check if he had woken up, burst into laughter.
Was it a habit for him to sleep exposing his stomach?
Yoon Taehee, who had been supporting his head, nonchalantly reached out his hand to pull the shirt down. That’s when he noticed a large scar on the side.
“…”
He slowly raised his upper body. Suddenly, his face had become expressionless. He stared at the clearly exposed stomach, then stretched out his hand again, as if fascinated by something about it.
Yoon Taehee’s palm rested lightly on his flat stomach without any flab. A warmth transferred as if dyeing the skin. Unknowingly, Yoon Taehee moved his hand. As he gently stroked the stomach, he could feel the slightly dry yet faintly discernible abs.
He felt Jaegyeom’s breathing directly.
The hand that had been still, at some point, slid to the side. He slowly ran his long finger joints over the texture of the scar. Then, perhaps tickled by the touch in his sleep, Jaegyeom’s arm jerked briefly. Yoon Taehee hesitated for a moment and then withdrew his hand.
Under the dim light of dawn, Yoon Taehee silently looked at his palm.
“…”
Yoon Taehee slowly raised his head. He saw the sleeping boy’s face as defenseless and peaceful. The low sound of breathing was clear. Yoon Taehee placed his hands on the floor and looked down at the face of the boy who was lying upright, as if fascinated. Even in the whitish light of dawn, the lines of his face were neatly outlined.
Suddenly, a strange impulse arose. He stretched out his hand without realizing it. As he carefully traced the tip of his index finger across his forehead along the scraggly bangs, he noticed the boy’s eyebrows twitching faintly.
“…”
Yoon Taehee finally stopped breathing.
Ahh, I want to shake you up with these hands.
The unclear form of desire resembled a kind of madness. It was destructive and violent. I want to wake you up from this deep sleep with these hands without your permission. I want to shatter his composure. Whether it’s crying or laughing or whatever, I want to crumble it or break it down and make a mess. So that you can’t be yourself…
The moment he encountered the form of this impulse, Yoon Taehee’s fingertips trembled slightly.
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Dude … calm your horses, Taehee!
I want Mesani to intercept him so they can have a nice family breakfast together. haha
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Yoon Taehee move, I wanna touch Jaegyeom’s tummy too 🥺♥