After a good night’s sleep, Yigyeom got up and went to the second floor to exercise, having eaten chocolate-flavored cereal, fruit, and toast on one side. Holding a notebook and a pen from the study, he entered the bedroom.
Then, in the hallway leading to the bathroom, he sat in front of a large mirror, unfolded his notebook, and searched for ‘how to speak confidently without shaking’ on his phone. He didn’t want to act foolish like last time when meeting Kwon Taejung’s parents, so this time, he thought of preparing even a little.
Fortunately, he lived with his grandfather, and most of the residents he encountered in the neighborhood were elderly, so talking to adults didn’t feel awkward. Honestly, greeting Kwon Taejung’s parents was difficult and worrying. If possible, he wanted to take a few months to strengthen his heart before meeting them. However, he couldn’t keep Kwon Taejung’s parents, who already knew about his existence and were eagerly waiting to meet him, waiting any longer.
Due to early pregnancy, it was more comfortable to postpone it for reasons of stability and unpreparedness for the meeting. Moreover, with a little one in the belly, it seemed even more difficult to delay. He had no family to inform about this matter, and he didn’t have to, but it was different for Kwon Taejung. Knowing that avoiding it due to fear would make things more difficult for Kwon Taejung, it was time for Yigyeom to gather courage. Taking a deep breath, he absorbed the tips for speaking well displayed on the screen.
“…Don’t speak too artificially… Be honest as you are….”
As Yigyeom studied how to speak without trembling, writing down each tip in his notebook, he stared at the sentence ‘Maintain a smiling face at all times’ written at the end for a long time. He recalled the time he met Kwon Taejung’s older sister and brother, feeling so tense that he couldn’t smile properly throughout the encounter.
“…”
Putting down the pen, Yigyeom looked at himself in the mirror. He wasn’t used to looking at himself in the mirror often, so facing his own face without any particular reason felt a bit awkward.
“Hello, I’m Yeon Yigyeom.”
Smiling while greeting, his lips felt awkwardly lifted, and for some reason, the reflection in the mirror seemed a bit strange. Yigyeom, who quickly became gloomy, bit his inner lip and then met his own eyes in the mirror again.
“Hello. I’m Yeon Yigyeom. Thank you for inviting me…”
Smiling a bit more and closing his eyes, Yigyeom, feeling awkward, also felt embarrassed. He leaned over the table where Kwon Taejung’s and his skincare products were placed.
“…What do I do…”
He couldn’t lift his head with a flushed face. Yigyeom lay down for a moment to cool down, unknowingly almost dozing off. It hadn’t been long since he got up, yet he was about to fall asleep again. He quickly lifted his head, tapping his cheek to stay awake, and looked at the mirror again.
“Hello, hello? Hello…”
Raising the tone to end the greeting, sometimes extending it a bit longer, Yigyeom, who practiced smiling for more than 30 minutes, began to jot down expected questions in his notebook. He realized that Kwon Taejung’s sister and brother hadn’t asked him any uncomfortable questions. They had tried to make him comfortable throughout, not even asking about his family, job, or how he met Kwon Taejung.
Kwon Taejung’s parents would surely be good people, but still, he felt that this wouldn’t be a simple dinner gathering where they could eat and laugh easily, as it was the first meeting with the parents of someone he wanted to marry. It was only natural that Kwon Taejung’s parents would want to know who he was.
“…”
Family relationships, occupation, future plans, and circumstances. Yigyeom, who wrote down practical things one by one, looked at the words ‘family relationships’ written at the beginning, thinking of his grandfather.
How should I answer questions about family relationships and occupation…? With the tip of the pen pressing against his lips, Yigyeom tried to recall what he could answer.
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“…”
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However, the debt disappeared faster than expected, and now I could dream of a future with complete freedom. Yigyeom thought carefully about what he wanted to do. Maybe due to the sudden arrival of freedom, nothing concrete formed in his mind.
I shouldn’t get stuck here… After thinking for a while, Yigyeom shook his head and looked at the mirror again. For now, it seemed better to start with something he could practice right away.
“Hello, I’m Yeon Yigyeom… Hello?”
After repeating it dozens of times, his throat became dry. Wanting to drink orange juice, Yigyeom left the room and smiled when he saw Kwon Taejung coming down from the second floor.
“Did you finish your workout?”
“I still have more to do, but I missed you suddenly, so I came down.”
“Then, starting tomorrow, should I be next to Chief while exercising?”
“Really? Well, I’d be very happy.”
As Kwon Taejung, who had completely descended the stairs, was about to embrace Yigyeom, he realized that Yigyeom had sweated and hesitated for a moment.
“Oh, you’re sweaty. I’ll go wash up quickly.”
“It’s okay.”
Laughing at Kwon Taejung, who awkwardly didn’t lower his raised arm or notice Yigyeom’s gesture, Yigyeom took a step forward, burying his face in Kwon Taejung’s chest and hugging his waist tightly. As the intensified scent of sweat filled the air, Yigyeom’s heart started to beat faster.
“What were you doing? Did you sleep?”
With his lips pressed against his shoulder, Yigyeom raised his head and met eyes with the affectionate gaze of Kwon Taejung.
“I thought it wouldn’t be right to just sleep, so I stayed up.”
“If you’re sleepy, you can sleep, Yigyeom. It’s because we have a baby now.”
“But still… Lately, I’ve been sleeping a lot, and it feels like the days are passing too quickly. I haven’t had many conversations with Chief.”
Smiling at Yigyeom, who spoke with sleepy eyes, Kwon Taejung hugged him and playfully pointed with his finger between the kitchen and the bedroom.
“Which way do you want to go?”
“Um… I came out to get some juice.”
“Then, let’s quickly drink it.”
Bowing his head and looking up at Yigyeom, Kwon Taejung, who had a cute look, did not let go and slowly led him towards the fridge. Yigyeom, not scared at all despite being embraced, looked adorable.
“Orange? Grape? Hmm, there are apples and strawberries too.”
“Orange juice…”
“Yeah, orange.”
Taking out a bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice without any additives, Kwon Taejung filled a cup and Yigyeom’s gaze fell on the juice. Kwon Taejung, watching Yigyeom quickly finish the cup he held with both hands, licked off the juice that had stuck to his lips. The juice was tangy, and the lips were sweet.
“Aren’t you hungry?”
“No, I’m not hungry right now.”
“Is there anything you want to eat? Anything, just tell me. I’ll buy everything.”
“Well… I can’t think of anything right now. I’ll tell you when I think of something.”
“Make sure to tell me, okay? Don’t hold back, whether it’s night or dawn.”
Nodding, Yigyeom smiled and hugged Kwon Taejung’s waist again. Kwon Taejung, embracing Yigyeom, moved back towards the bedroom, not letting go this time. Worried that Yigyeom might trip over something, he hurriedly scanned the path behind him, his fingertips tingling.
“You’ve had juice, so let’s rest a bit, Yigyeom. Your eyes are full of sleep.”
“I’m okay… I can endure it.”
“Then, let’s just lie down together. Lie down and talk.”
Thinking that he might fall asleep if he lay down, Yigyeom looked up at Kwon Taejung, who lay down next to him, following the touch that gently laid him down. Kwon Taejung, sitting next to him, looked down at Yigyeom.
“Chief…”
“Yeah?”
“…Hug me, please.”
“I’ll go wash up quickly, then.”
“…I’m fine like this.”
After a brief hesitation, Kwon Taejung lay down beside Yigyeom. It was the first time he lay down on the bed after exercising without washing up, but he didn’t want to spend too much energy on such trivial things.
“If you have a baby… When there are emotional ups and downs, smelling the other person’s pheromones can bring stability, they say.”
“I should hug Yigyeom all day long. My pheromones are all his.”
“…I like it too much. Chief’s scent…”
Embracing Yigyeom’s waist and back, Kwon Taejung, entwining his legs, took a deep breath. It was nice for Yigyeom to hug him first, and it was nice for him to dig in even deeper, but suppressing the erect penis that seemed to respond just by touching the body was not an easy task.
Since he had been cautious not to hurt Yigyeom with his pheromones, he had not been able to engage in sex for quite a long time. He became quite sensitive to stimulation, even a touch of Yigyeom’s fingers made the tip of his penis react, and just watching him peacefully breathe deeply while sleeping made his lower abdomen twitch. So, he had no choice but to intensify his workouts more than usual.
So, today, carrying something heavy, he ran down the stairs like crazy, but the moment Yigyeom touched him, everything became meaningless. As he hugged Yigyeom, the scent of his pheromones, sticking to the wet skin, felt even better than usual, and Yigyeom, who deeply inhaled, seemed too tempting.
“…”
Ah, he wanted suck on his peach water. Could he do that much? Spreading his legs widely, burying his face, stirring with his tongue every time he licked, sucking on the overflowing love juice for a while, then thrusting his fingers into the sensitive area, gently touching, he would make Yigyeom collapse.
Without touching the genitalia, persistently scratching only the deep area with his fingernails, eventually, Yigyeom would pour out a stream, and at that moment, he wanted to suck the tip of the penis into his mouth, tease the glans by nibbling on it, and swallow everything eagerly.
Thinking about when Yigyeom lay on the bed covered in his semen during the rut, Kwon Taejung, recalling it in his mind, lightly kissed Yigyeom’s nape with his soft lips. When he lightly licked the skin with the tip of his tongue, Yigyeom’s body trembled. Since both of them hadn’t had sex for a while, Yigyeom’s body had become equally sensitive.
“Should I ask Hyunjoon?”
“…”
“Just to touch lightly, is it okay?”
Just the sound of Kwon Taejung’s voice touching his nape made Yigyeom’s body shiver. He wanted to be closer to Kwon Taejung. The thought that he would like hot hands to touch various parts of his body flashed through his mind. When Kwon Taejung’s voice reached his ear, Yigyeom silently nodded his head and embarrassedly buried his face in Kwon Taejung’s chest, hiding away.
