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Join the Server“No, I mean… it really bothers me when I see you being overly close with that guy.”
“What are you talking about now?
I’ve never been overly close with him.”
Han-geon clicked his tongue in disbelief.
As he did, the incident from the van last time suddenly came to mind.
It had been awkward enough, but more than that, it was a memory that had left him deeply sad and wronged.
A dull ache spread through his chest.
Irritated, Han-geon rode the momentum of his emotions and snapped back.
“If you keep reacting so sensitively like this to people I meet through work, I’m not going to go out to gatherings with you anymore.”
“No, I won’t be able to.”
“You stare at them so viciously like that.”
“…..”
“And I won’t introduce you to any new acquaintances either.”
“Then you won’t even know who I’m meeting or where I’m going from now on.”
“Originally, between spouses—”
Han-geon, who had been speaking up to that point, startled himself and snapped his mouth shut.
Spouses.
Spouses—what was he even saying.
It was a word that made even him flinch in embarrassment the moment it left his mouth.
“Spouses?”
Eun-gyeol, who had been getting scolded with a sulky expression like a puppy that had knocked over a flowerpot, suddenly broke into a grin at that single word.
Then he lunged forward and hugged him tightly.
The subtly burrowing touch tickled, and when Han-geon twisted his waist away, Eun-gyeol rubbed up against him with a sly smile on that handsome face.
“Are we… spouses?”
“…We are spouses.”
“Aren’t we?”
Embarrassment rushed up on him, and Han-geon’s words came out faster than intended.
“Anyway, we had a child and we’re living together—so stop touching there, it tickles.”
“Right.”
“We are… spouses.”
No matter what Han-geon said, Eun-gyeol’s face flushed brightly as he smiled.
Then he rubbed his face against Han-geon’s solid chest.
Huff—he breathed in deeply, sniffing the scent with abandon, and planted noisy, embarrassing kisses all over his chest and nape before grinning again.
“I’m so happy, Han-geon.”
“That we’re spouses…”
Seeing his blissed-out face, Han-geon eventually let out a short laugh.
Finding the way Eun-gyeol squirmed against him adorable, he stroked his hair a few times, then remembered the resolve he had made earlier and pressed a kiss to his forehead.
It was a little embarrassing, but… Eun-gyeol liked this sort of thing far too much.
As expected, Eun-gyeol beamed so widely after receiving the forehead kiss that his eyes nearly disappeared.
All Han-geon had given him was one light kiss, yet what came back was a shower of kisses across his lips, cheeks, and nose.
After peppering Han-geon’s face with kisses for quite some time, Eun-gyeol suddenly spoke.
“Han-geon.”
“Should we have a wedding?”
“…What?”
“All of a sudden?”
Han-geon’s eyes widened.
But after a brief moment of agitation, he forcibly pressed down his rising heartbeat and shook his head.
“Don’t.”
“It hasn’t been that long since things quieted down for you.”
“We can do it unofficially.”
Eun-gyeol spoke in a sweet voice, wrapping his arms around Han-geon’s head and kissing his temple.
“I never planned on inviting just anyone from the start.”
“Just our family, all gathered together, somewhere quiet.”
“We hold a ceremony and share a meal.”
“How does that sound?”
“…..Mm.”
“We’re spouses anyway.”
“There’s no reason we can’t have a wedding.”
“I already put you through so much…”
“If we just let this pass without doing what everyone else does, won’t we regret it later?”
Eun-gyeol’s voice, patiently persuading him step by step, was calm.
It didn’t sound like a spur-of-the-moment suggestion, but something he had been thinking about for a long time.
Han-geon listened in silence.
Honestly, why wouldn’t he want to.
He wanted to properly enjoy that once-in-a-lifetime special moment with the person he loved most.
But considering Eun-gyeol’s special profession, Han-geon had always pushed his own feelings aside.
And Eun-gyeol had always carefully considered and respected that part of him.
He read the feelings Han-geon had buried so deeply that even Han-geon himself hadn’t noticed them and quietly fulfilled them.
Just like when he had found this house for them, and like now, when he was the one proposing a wedding first.
“…I don’t think it sounds bad.”
“Let’s think about it later.”
“After you finish filming this drama.”
After a short period of thought, Han-geon gave a cautious answer.
Eun-gyeol’s proposal was very tempting, but it wasn’t something they could do immediately anyway.
Besides, Eun-gyeol was currently in the middle of filming Heart for Love Season 2.
“Okay.”
Eun-gyeol grinned and buried his lips against Han-geon’s stomach.
Prrr—just like Han-geon had done earlier to Eun-han, he blew air against his belly.
Han-geon laughed and tried to push him away by the shoulder, but Eun-gyeol, already full of mischief, persistently burrowed in and teased him.
Pulling Han-geon’s T-shirt all the way up to his neck in one motion, Eun-gyeol pressed his face to his bare skin, huff, breathing in deeply as he rubbed his cheek against him.
“I love it so much.”
“My omega’s scent.”
“Don’t.”
“It tickles.”
“Let me.”
“I feel like I can’t live unless I smell you.”
That adorable, pleading face.
Only I’ll get to see that face for the rest of my life, right.
The moment that thought crossed his mind, his heart softened helplessly.
That low, pretty voice seemed to tap lightly against his eardrums.
As Han-geon flinched at the ticklish sensation creeping up to his earlobes, Eun-gyeol quietly shifted position.
By the time he realized Eun-gyeol’s hand had slipped into the waistband of his training pants, the pants were already halfway down.
“We have plans later…”
“And Eun-han will wake up soon.”
“Just once before we go.”
“Yeah?”
Eun-gyeol whispered sweetly, pleading like a child.
“I’ll be quick.”
“With my mouth.”
“Okay?”
“…You’re really—ah… ngh.”
Honestly, he was the problem too.
His mouth and body never agreed with each other.
If he wanted to walk out properly later, he should have pushed Eun-gyeol away when he clung to him like this, yet just imagining doing something like this with him made his body react immediately.
Han-geon scrubbed his face with his palms and bit down on his lip.
Taking that silent permission, Eun-gyeol’s hands sped up.
He swiftly stripped away even the underwear and took the already slick tip of Han-geon’s cock into his mouth.
“Ngh”—the sensation of being sucked into that hot place drew out a moan despite himself.
“Ah… Eun-gyeol.”
“When I’m sucking you, Choi Han-geon, your voice is really obscene…”
Mumbling around the tip still in his mouth, Eun-gyeol made Han-geon’s lower abdomen melt.
Smiling prettily, Eun-gyeol pulled him out with a pop and then greedily took him back in.
When he boldly pushed him deep into his throat in one go, Han-geon’s hips jerked on their own.
With his mouth full, Eun-gyeol lifted his eyes and looked up at Han-geon.
‘Do you like it?’
Unable to meet that gaze, Han-geon bit his lip and covered his face with the back of his hand.
Immediately, a hand came up and pulled his wrist down.
Show me your face when you feel good.
Let me suck you while looking at that face of yours….
Eun-gyeol’s lewd whisper echoed vividly in his ears.
Ever since they had slept together again a few weeks ago, it had been like this.
No matter how murderous his schedule was, the moment Eun-gyeol came home, he clung to Han-geon like a starving man, and every time Eun-gyeol visited, Han-geon ended up completely drained by the time they were done.
Well, with Eun-gyeol being like that, there was no way he would let a golden holiday like this pass by.
Thinking that, Han-geon gave up on pushing him away and instead stroked Eun-gyeol’s hair.
He rubbed the beautifully shaped ear with hot fingers.
Eun-gyeol, who had been making obscene sucking sounds below, curved his eyes and smiled sweetly.
“I like it best when Choi Han-geon touches me like this…”
Eun-gyeol murmured again with his lips pressed to Han-geon’s cock.
Don’t say things like that with such a pretty face.
Swallowing the scolding he couldn’t quite voice, Han-geon let out a short laugh.
But that brief reprieve ended when Eun-gyeol once again swallowed him whole.
As a large hand gently rolled his balls, his breath hitched involuntarily.
Ragged breaths spilled from Han-geon’s mouth.
The leisurely weekend afternoon sunlight was ripe like fruit, and the sweet air filling the bedroom slowly grew thicker and more intoxicating.
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