Chapter 70: Don’t Leave

“Why, why are you doing this…!”

Startled out of his wits, Han-geon struggled.

But Eun-gyeol’s hand, clamped tightly around his wrist and pinned above his head, didn’t budge an inch.

When Han-geon met Eun-gyeol’s eyes—eyes that looked as if they might strangle him to death—goosebumps broke out all over his body.

“…You.”

That was all Eun-gyeol said before clamping his mouth shut.

His broad chest swelled and fell rapidly, over and over.

The rough breaths he dragged in and pushed out trembled pitifully.

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, his gaze filled with nothing but anxiety.

The arrogant ease he usually carried—so effortless it could feel condescending—was nowhere to be found.

Just like the last time he’d gone into rut, he wasn’t in his right mind.

“…Why are you suddenly like this?

Why again?

What is it this time?”

Han-geon’s voice shook.

But Eun-gyeol didn’t answer.

He reached out, grabbed the hem of Han-geon’s short-sleeved T-shirt with a feral, starving-beast kind of grip, and yanked it up hard.

“Wait, Cha Eun-gyeol…!”

In an instant, Han-geon’s stomach and chest were laid bare.

Flustered, he shoved at Eun-gyeol’s shoulder.

He tried to pull the T-shirt back down to cover his defenseless body, but he was immediately caught and stopped.

Eun-gyeol’s low growl made his face look savage.

“Don’t push me away.”

“You’re seriously—!”

Even if it was already an unstoppable fact that Eun-gyeol would take his body, and even if Han-geon—slow, hopeless idiot that he was—would probably keep giving himself to him without resistance in the future… even so, after hearing such humiliating words just yesterday, he couldn’t let Eun-gyeol do whatever he wanted.

At least not today.

He didn’t want to.

Seeing the clear refusal in Han-geon’s touch, Eun-gyeol’s face twisted harshly.

“If you don’t want to see me f*cking die, stay still.”

He ground his teeth as he barely forced the words out.

Han-geon flinched, pulling back the hand that had been pushing him away.

This was the first time he’d ever seen Eun-gyeol look this desperate.

Cha Eun-gyeol looked desperate…?

The sensation was painfully unfamiliar.

Had Cha Eun-gyeol ever truly wanted something before?

Ever been unable to have what he wanted, growing anxious and parched with longing?

As far as Han-geon could remember, no.

His arrogant, beautiful demeanor—one that never seemed to lack anything—had always been the kind that drew a sense of deficiency out of others, not something he himself ever experienced.

The moment Han-geon stopped resisting, the T-shirt was rolled back up again.

Bare-chested, Han-geon bit down on his lip, his face burning red.

“Ha…”

He’d expected Eun-gyeol to strip him immediately and slam into him painfully—but surprisingly, he didn’t.

Instead, a hot sigh brushed ticklishly across Han-geon’s chest.

Han-geon twitched.

Eun-gyeol buried his face against Han-geon’s chest and breathed in and out urgently, as if trying to confirm Han-geon’s existence through his scent alone.

He inhaled so deeply it was almost compulsive, then let the heated breath spill across Han-geon’s body.

The arms crushing him tight moved again and again over his chest and stomach.

Like someone lost in an abyss, searching for a way out, Eun-gyeol desperately groped at Han-geon’s body.

How many times did he repeat it?

Gradually, the ragged breathing eased.

Even so, the grip around Han-geon’s torso remained just as tight.

Finally, Eun-gyeol spoke in a voice forced down low.

“You… you suddenly stopped contacting me, disappeared, and I—”

That was it.

Han-geon waited for more, but Eun-gyeol clamped his mouth shut again and didn’t continue.

His face pressed to Han-geon’s chest, he didn’t move at all.

Faced with that stubborn silence, Han-geon eventually let out a hollow laugh.

“Disappeared, my ass… Where would I even go?”

After hesitating, Han-geon’s hand finally rose, tentative, to Eun-gyeol’s head.

He carefully threaded his fingers through the soft hair.

Eun-gyeol didn’t pull away—he stayed still.

With a faint sigh, Han-geon slowly stroked his hair.

“Why are you so anxious?

Were you afraid I ran away or something?”

“…..”

“Where would I go?

I’m coming back tomorrow.

Cha Eun-gyeol, you can’t work without me.”

He tried to lighten the mood with a joking tone, but Eun-gyeol didn’t respond.

He only tightened his arms around Han-geon and pulled him closer.

Han-geon looked at him with conflicted feelings.

His gaze traveled from the bulging veins in Eun-gyeol’s arms to the pale, bloodless fingertips gripping him.

Why on earth are you… like this with me?

Cha Eun-gyeol had called him his one and only friend.

Said he couldn’t live without him.

But when it came to mixing bodies, the weight of their relationship was different.

It was as light as dust—thin, shallow, no different from a stranger.

He’d called him nothing more than a s*x partner.

Said it was good because he was sturdy, a man, and a beta with no risk of pregnancy.

That those were the only reasons he slept with him—he’d said it plainly like that.

So then why… why was he acting now like it’d be a disaster if Han-geon pulled away?

Why was Cha Eun-gyeol like this?

“…Get up.”

“…..”

“It’s hot, you bastard.”

“Just stay like this for a bit.”

He tried to carefully pry Eun-gyeol off him, but Eun-gyeol stubbornly shook his head.

It was hard to breathe, suffocating even, with how tightly he was being held—but Han-geon stopped trying to push him away.

With a small sigh, he simply kept stroking Eun-gyeol’s hair, waiting for him to calm down.

With Eun-gyeol’s large body pressing and rubbing all over him, Han-geon couldn’t help but forget the pain of the wounds left by Eun-gyeol’s sharp words.

***

[BEST]

Hey Chaolers, did you see ChaCha’s new bodyguard?

(In case of possible controversy lol)

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You all know about the hospital incident, right?

I went to XX Hospital yesterday too and saw that scene live, holy shit.

I almost passed out for real.

But the bodyguard’s face looked different, so I checked—seems like they changed companies?

Anyway, it wasn’t the same guard as before.

But damn, did they hire him for skill?

He was insanely good.

Snatched the knife away in one move, his expression was no joke

But you know how ChaCha is famous for being cold to staff?

This time I legit wondered if that was even Cha Eun-gyeol.

I was embarrassed just watching—he was all over him, constantly touching shoulders, resting his chin on his head, stealing his water bottle, joking around (THIS was the real shock—Cha Eun-gyeol joking with staff?? mind blown).

The guard just smiled and took it all.

What kind of relationship is that??

Comments

Anonymous: holy shit was that knife real

Anonymous: Thank god nothing happened, but the agency’s response is kinda disappointing.

If something had gone wrong, f*ck, I don’t even want to imagine it

Anonymous: Did they really change companies?

Security is trash lol.

Aren’t they protecting the actor?

What are the guards in the back even doing???

Anonymous: Huh, it really is different.

Not that hairy guard anymore???

But seriously, why were there so many of them swarming around and still couldn’t stop one psycho?

Anonymous: There are videos all over YouTube.

He’s safe, but still, they really need to tighten security.

Who’s to say this won’t happen again… Watching it again still gives me chills

Anonymous: Can I say this?

The new bodyguard’s face is kinda my type

Anonymous: Read the room lol but same

Anonymous: Guess everyone thinks alike lol he’s seriously cute

Anonymous: Why does his face look familiar?

Is it just me?

Anonymous: Old photos went around before.

He’s famous as a rare-species bodyguard.

Good-looking and insanely polite—people always posted reviews after events

Anonymous: Oh shit, I think I saw that too.

Then what, did he get assigned exclusively to Cha Eun-gyeol this time?

Anonymous: The fandom direction is getting weird all of a sudden

Anonymous: lmaoooo but it makes sense.

How do you not ship that build?

Anonymous: The ChaCha universe is wild.

We’re not just shipping Cha Eun-gyeol anymore, now we’re shipping his bodyguard too.

At least one of them’s a civilian lol

Anonymous: Anyway, is that guy a bodyguard or a manager?

Are bodyguards usually that close to actors?

Anonymous: Doesn’t he do both?

Anonymous: No, bodyguards are hired through companies, managers are hired by the agency.

Totally different

Anonymous: ChaCha’s a sensitive cat though.

I heard he doesn’t even use outside security companies—his agency forms their own team.

Just something I heard, filter as you like

Anonymous: Don’t care, as long as our baby is happy, that’s enough.

ChaCha, from baby cat to baby puppy, let’s go

Anonymous: Look at Cha Eun-gyeol’s f*cking expression.

Our kid is genuinely smiling.

Thought he was a cold beauty, turns out he’s a warm one.

My baby!!

Anonymous: For real, he smiles in private too, our kid (in a good way)

Anonymous: Look at them being all cuddly.

Can’t you see the hand fan awkwardly stuck between them?

Anonymous: That hand fan must have insane job satisfaction

Anonymous: New dream unlocked: become a hand fan

Anonymous: Are those honey-dripping newlyweds?

Sweet as hell~

Anonymous: LMAOOOO are you insane

Anonymous: This is so funny but seriously… it’s not a BG ship, right?

f*ck, what even are those two?

My brain already made them do everything

Anonymous: This Chaol fanbase is dangerous.

So what did they do?

Why did only you see it?

Let us see too

Anonymous: Their visual compatibility is crazy.

I’m full even without dinner

Anonymous: same.

I could starve for a week

Anonymous: Weren’t there rumors they were friends?

Anonymous: Really?

Source?

Anonymous: f*ck, that is just friends??

Anonymous: If that’s friendship, I don’t have any friends

Anonymous: You never did

Anonymous: 🖕

***

“Haah…”

After finishing the first shoot back in Pocheon, Han-geon did a search for the first time in a while while Eun-gyeol was showering.

The results were unbelievable.

There were countless videos from the hospital in Seoul uploaded everywhere.

Well, it had made the news, so of course it drew attention.

But why on earth was he in those videos—and what was with these reactions?

His face burned so badly he could barely keep looking.

He was scrolling through the endless YouTube comments and community posts when he sighed and was about to close the laptop.

“What?

What are you looking at?”

Fresh out of the shower, Eun-gyeol approached, roughly toweling his hair dry, then naturally rested his sharp chin on the crown of Han-geon’s head.

Wincing in pain, Han-geon still didn’t push him away.

He just pointed at the laptop screen.

“…Look at this.”

Eun-gyeol scanned the monitor with a blank face, then suddenly cursed.

“f*ck, what the hell are they even saying?”

“…That’s why—if you don’t want people misunderstanding, don’t do stuff like that when there are a lot of people around.”

“What did I do?”

“This kind of thing… I’m telling you not to do it.”

Han-geon spoke more curtly on purpose, trying to hide his unsettled feelings.

Eun-gyeol would hate being tangled up in misunderstandings like this with him too.

Han-geon’s finger pointed to photos where Eun-gyeol was stealing his handheld fan, placing it on Han-geon, or smiling gently while wiping sweat from Han-geon’s forehead.

“What are you talking about?”

But Eun-gyeol, looking incredulous, tapped a different spot.

The comment he pointed to was an embarrassingly explicit post praising Han-geon’s looks.

“f*ck, why are they freaking out over someone else’s manager?

It’s annoying as hell.”

“…..”

“From now on, when there’s filming in Seoul, wear a mask or something.”

At his petulant demand, Han-geon finally let out a short laugh.

Seriously—what was wrong with this guy?

At a loss for words, he just smiled.

Then Eun-gyeol sat casually on the bed beside him and slyly wrapped an arm around his waist.

The way he pressed in close had become so natural it was almost absurd.