Chapter 151: Side Story – Drunken Honesty (3)

“Where’s Min Ji Oh? Why is it so quiet?”

Bodam, who had been thoroughly badmouthing Seung Ho, asked before entering his bedroom.

His ears were at peace without the always-noisy guy.

Though he also felt a tiny bit empty.

“He went out to find you.”

“Me? Why? I’m right here.”

He reeked of alcohol with every word he spoke and snuggled closer to Tae Hwan.

“He went to find you because you were so late.”

Ji Oh had finally kicked open the waiting room door and left when it was past two in the morning.

If he had just waited a little longer, Bodam would have come on his own, but he couldn’t stand it.

He was probably still going around all the bars.

And probably announcing Bodam’s three-syllable name everywhere.

“I wasn’t that late…”

“You were late, though.”

Tae Hwan, who had laid Bodam on the bed, gently stretched the corners of his mouth.

He had developed a habit of smiling instead when he was about to sigh in front of Bodam.

Because he didn’t like Bodam reacting to his small sighs.

“The sun hasn’t risen yet.”

“Right, it hasn’t risen yet.”

“Did I do something wrong?”

Bodam, who was spread-eagled on the bed, wrapped his legs tightly around Tae Hwan, who was taking off his socks.

In fact, Bodam also thought he had been a little late.

But his drunk head was stubbornly refusing to admit its fault.

Becoming shameless was also one of his drunken habits.

“Really? Was I bad?”

“No, the alcohol is bad. Yoon Bodam did nothing wrong.”

“Right?”

‘I’m not bad, right?’ he asked again, stretching his arms and grinning foolishly.

Anyway, it was a problem that he got cuter whenever he drank.

“Lee Tae Hwaaan.”

Bodam, who had waved his arms, flashed a heart-fluttering smile.

When Tae Hwan clutched his left chest, saying his heart couldn’t take it, he even sent a wink.

At this, Tae Hwan even pretended to vomit blood.

Bodam smiled with satisfaction.

“Ah, what are you doing.”

He had stretched his arms out to be held, but Tae Hwan had only taken off his coat.

Bodam gave Tae Hwan a light kick and whined, telling him to hurry up and hug him.

But Tae Hwan just kept taking off his clothes.

Because the drunk Bodam wouldn’t let go once he was held, he had to change his clothes first.

“I said hug me!”

“Okay. Okay.”

He asked him to wait just a little and unzipped Bodam’s pants.

“Hey.”

He had only just pulled down his pants, but his sensitive waist flinched and showed a big reaction.

“I said I can’t today…”

Bodam, who had buried his face in the pillow, mumbled, lifting his hips.

“It still hurts.”

He unconsciously accepted Tae Hwan’s touch of trying to take off his pants, but then quickly grabbed his waistband and pulled it up.

The condition of his bottom, which had been overworked last night, was not good.

It was to the point where it was hard to sit on a hard chair.

He didn’t know how much he had suffered at the bar.

He had also drunk more alcohol to forget the pain.

It was a good excuse.

“I’m not doing it. I’m definitely not doing it today!”

“Right, right. We’re not doing it. Let’s just change and sleep.”

“You said that yesterday and then did it!”

Tae Hwan, who was hit in the chin by his flailing foot, clamped his mouth shut.

He had nothing to say, as his sins were piled up like a mountain.

“I really won’t do it today. If I do, I’m not a person, I’m a dog, a dog.”

In fact, he had said this yesterday too.

They had gone into the bathroom together, saying they would ‘just wash’, and had ended up doing the deed.

Bodam couldn’t overcome Tae Hwan, who had rushed at him, barking like a dog, and had accepted him.

For reference, Bodam was the one who had kissed first.

“I’m not taking them off.”

Bodam failed to zip up his pants and turned to lie on his side.

He suddenly got the hiccups and just turned his eyes to look at Tae Hwan, who was already on his way to get water.

He had brought it on his own before Bodam could ask for water.

“Want sparkling water? Or just water?”

“Water.”

He covered his mouth, hic, hic, hiccuping, and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed.

Tae Hwan took a cool bottle of water from the small refrigerator filled with snacks and drinks.

He also took out a sweet chocolate, just in case Bodam might want it.

Bodam’s head slowly tilted as he watched his back.

“Hey, Tae Hwan.”

“Yeah, Bbo-dam.”

Tae Hwan, who had come over while opening the water bottle, sat close to Bodam.

He familiarly slid one of his long legs behind Bodam’s butt and hugged him.

“Why are you so thin.”

Bodam drank the water and scanned Tae Hwan with a dissatisfied gaze.

His already sharp jawline had become even slimmer, and his features more distinct.

Moreover, when he touched his stomach, his abs were much more defined.

No matter where he touched his body, he couldn’t feel any fat.

It was completely different from his own pale and thin body.

“What is this. Are you entering a competition or something.”

“Someone told me to lose some weight.”

Bodam, who had blinked his eyes slowly, moved his lips.

He had a guilty feeling that that ‘someone’ was him.

“Hey, I was just saying.”

Even though he was drunk, it seemed he remembered what he had said.

Perhaps because it was something he said often.

“I’m losing it because I want to.”

Tae Hwan chuckled and finished the water Bodam had left.

“Just wait a little. I’ll get lighter.”

In fact, he was losing weight for Bodam.

He had resolved to lose weight because Bodam had a hard time in the missionary position.

“I’m fine, though…”

“Who was it that cried that they were suffocating every time we did it.”

“That’s because you do it so intensely!”

Bodam, who had grabbed and shaken Tae Hwan’s collar in embarrassment, pouted his lips and came in for a kiss.

Our lovely Yoon Bodam, who used to blush even at a peck, had become a kiss monster.

Bodam, who was sucking on Tae Hwan’s tongue, slightly moved his hips and wrapped his arms around his broad shoulders.

When he twisted his waist because the hand caressing his side was ticklish, the leisurely hand tried to invade his clothes.

“I said, I’m not doing it…”

“Yeah, we’re not.”

While answering faithfully, Tae Hwan put his hand inside Bodam’s loosened waistband.

Bodam, who had become gooey from the kiss, lost the will to push him away and just hugged his firm body.

The curses he muttered in between, “bastard,” were covered by his moans.

Tae Hwan sucked on Bodam’s saliva and kneaded his soft buttocks to his heart’s content.

He enjoyed the sensation of the skin, which was as smooth as fresh cream, and then rubbed the deep cleft with his fingertips.

“Ah, just…”

Bodam, who had quickly gotten heated, groaned and spread his thighs.

He couldn’t ignore the front of Tae Hwan’s pants, which had become as large as it could be.

‘It’s really hard to put it in today.’ Apart from his aroused feelings, his sore back hole was so worrisome that his eyes were getting moist.

Lee Tae Hwan was great in every way, but the problem was that his eyes would go crazy once he was fired up.

“Ngh.”

He flinched his shoulder at the fingertip that was pushing into the narrow hole and clung to Tae Hwan’s neck.

‘So we’re doing it today too.’

Bodam, who had trembled his eyebrows, opened his mouth.

It was when he was about to say to only put it in halfway today.

“It’s really swollen.”

Tae Hwan, who had swallowed a sigh, took out an ointment from the nightstand next to the bed.

“Tell me if it hurts.”

He squeezed the ointment onto his finger and gently spread it on the wrinkled area.

Since the inside was just as swollen, he carefully put in only his pinky finger and applied the medicine.

“Ah…”

“Does it hurt?”

Bodam shook his head, saying it didn’t hurt.

It wasn’t painful.

It was just that Tae Hwan’s pinky finger was the size of other people’s thumbs, so it was stimulating.

“What if it’s torn.”

When Tae Hwan spoke worriedly, Bodam shook his head, saying it wasn’t.

If it had been torn, it would have bled.

He wouldn’t have been able to sit at all.

“I’m sorry for hurting you.”

Tae Hwan, who had kissed him with a sincere apology, took off Bodam’s pants.

As if he really had no intention of doing it, he didn’t touch his underwear.

Relief and disappointment.

Bodam swallowed the ambivalent feelings and rubbed the roof of his mouth with his tongue.

He just sat there and watched as Tae Hwan put pajamas on him.

Tae Hwan treated him as carefully and preciously as if he were dealing with a newborn baby.

It was the same when he was changing his clothes or when they were eating.

When they went out to a site together, he wouldn’t let him go for a single moment and would even carry him on his hip.

Every time, Bodam’s chest would tickle.

Just like now.

“This is so annoying…”

“Why? Are you not feeling well?”

Bodam suddenly let out a sigh and rubbed his face hard.

The flustered Tae Hwan bent his upper body and looked at Bodam in detail.

Bodam’s heart, which had been pounding even more at the closer distance, squeezed his eyes shut and thought to himself.

‘I’m so happy, it’s driving me crazy.’

Tae Hwan let out a breath of relief and smiled brightly.

“What’s so good.”

‘What else, but you.’

“Really?”

Bodam answered yes only in his thoughts and nodded his head with all his might.

Even though they shared a bed and had spent countless nights together, it was still awkward to properly reveal his feelings.

“Do you really like me?”

‘Yeah, I do.’

“More than the team leader?”

Bodam, who had been hiding his flushed face, opened one eye.

‘What is he talking about.’ That was his expression.

“I’m asking if you like me more than Han Seung Ho.”

Tae Hwan asked again, licking Bodam’s chin and Adam’s apple.

“You like the team leader, don’t you? Am I wrong?”

Bodam’s pale Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.

Tae Hwan just kept licking his neck instead of checking Bodam’s expression.

“I do.”

Bodam, who was lost in thought, answered after rolling his eyes.

The answer didn’t come easily because his alcohol-soaked brain was moving slowly.

“But it’s different from liking you.”

If he had been sober, the answer would have come out faster.

Bodam drew a clear line with a slurred tone, saying that he only respected the Team Leader-nim.

Tae Hwan, who had snickered, finally inhaled.

He asked the same question every time Bodam got drunk, but he was consistently nervous.

Even though the same answer always came back.

“Then that’s fine.”

Tae Hwan hugged Bodam tightly and went under the covers with him.

He was happy just holding him without doing anything.

To the point where he thought he couldn’t be happier than this.

“I love you. Yoon Bodam.”

“Ugh.”

Bodam pretended to vomit and clung to Tae Hwan.

As expected, his alcohol-hazy tongue confessed something different from his reaction.

‘I love you too. Lee Tae Hwan.’

The two shared a deep kiss like that.

And the kiss eventually led to a long night.

***

Yi Jun, who had put down his brush, stared blankly at the large canvas.

He blinked his eyes slowly and looked at the painting from various angles, then took a long breath.

The room reeked of the strong smell of oil paint.

Yi Jun now smelled more of paint oil than alcohol.

As he drew the curtains, the warm sunlight drove out the darkness of the room.

The sky was clear, and when he opened the window, he met the eyes of a white couple who were walking a large dog.

He exchanged a brief nod with them and enjoyed the sunlight seeping onto his face.

The weather was really nice.

He immediately took out his phone and took a few pictures of the scenery.

After checking what time it was in Korea, he took a sip of cool orange juice and sent a text.

‘Is he sleeping?’

Muttering faintly, he looked at the back of the Samoyed, which was wagging its tail.

Even while leisurely admiring the scenery with his chin propped up, all his attention was on his phone.

Jiiing-.

Fortunately, a call came not long after.

‘He must have been awake. Or I woke him up.’ Yi Jun hoped it was the former.

“Hyung, I miss you.”

He answered the phone with a bright face.

〈Drunken Honesty, End〉