“Umphh… Uhhh…”
Choking, Heewoon breathed a little through his nose and got a little alcohol in his nose. It was so hot. It felt like his skin was burning too.
The liquor kept trickling down his face and across his body. The liquid felt relatively cool against his feverish body.
“It’s becoming troublesome that you’re getting better at reading my mood and misbehaving.”
“N-No… Coff-, uh…”
“And I’m such a pushover for letting you off easy every time.”
Kangwoo muttered in a low voice as he poured the last drops over Heewoon’s head, tossing the bottle haphazardly onto the bed. Heewoon sobbed, his face soaked, unable to open his eyes. The smell of alcohol seemed to make him even more drunk.
“Coff- Kangwoo…”
Heewoon fumbled with his hands in the air. Watching those hands flailing, Kangwoo stroked his cheek. The cold, wet cheeks were cleaned slightly in his palm. Kangwoo looked at Heewoon’s drooping eyelashes and gently brushed his eyelids. Heewoon opened his eyes with difficulty.
Grimacing at Kangwoo’s unreadable eyes, Heewoon placed his hand on the back of Kangwoo’s hand.
“Uh, I’m dizzy, and it’s cold, Kangwoo.”
Looking like a mouse caught in the rain, Heewoon desperately pressed his cheek against Kangwoo’s hand. Watching Heewoon rub his cheek against his palm, Kangwoo twisted his mouth.
“Were you like this yesterday?”
“Kangwoo….”
Heewoon mumbled in a daze, still holding onto Kangwoo’s hand.
“Tell me, Woo Heewoon. Did you act like this to those bastards too, huh?”
Kangwoo squeezed Heewoon’s face hard. Heewoon’s grip on the back of Kangwoo’s hand tightened.
“Ughhhh, I don’t know what you’re talking about….”
Kangwoo’s dark eyes stared at Heewoon’s face. His grip didn’t weaken, making Heewoon’s frown grow bigger.
“I feel like I’m going crazy. My anger was rising to the top of my head and about to drop…. But just thinking about you doing this in front of the other bastards makes me angry again.”
“Ugh… I-It hurts….”
His jaw felt like it was going to be crushed. Heewoon held Kangwoo’s hand with both hands, helpless. Seeing his face contorted in pain, Kangwoo slowly released his grip. Heewoon gripped his burning chin and moaned.
“I don’t know what I should do with you.”
Heewoon lifted his head. The cold, sharp look in Kangwoo’s eyes suddenly turned to contemplation. He squirmed and wrapped his arms around Kangwoo’s waist.
“……”
Kangwoo looked down at Heewoon, who had his head against Kangwoo’s waist. Heewoon’s entire body was soaking wet, making Kangwoo’s robe damp.
“Don’t hit me, Kangwoo. I-It still hurts a lot.”
His tightly shut eyes were burning. Suddenly, Heewoon realized something. He was not pleading with Kangwoo not to kill him. As if he was sure that Kangwoo, who killed people so easily, would not kill him.
But one thing was also certain. Seo Kangwoo wouldn’t kill him, but he could hurt him.
Kangwoo remained silent. Heewoon was filled with dread. It was scary that he couldn’t control his body, that his vision blurred, but most frightening of all was Kangwoo.
His fair back shook with a pitiful rattle. As Kangwoo’s eyes traced the tassels that had fallen out of Heewoon’s hair and down his back, Kangwoo opened his mouth.
“What should I do?”
“…If you go easy on me…”
Heewoon raised his head slightly and cautiously spoke.
“I want to kill all the guys who were with you. But I should just go easy on you?”
Locking eyes with Kangwoo, Heewoon nodded his head. Kangwoo frowned for a moment and reproachfully said.
“Woo Heewoon, you’re mean.”
However, Heewoon could tell that Kangwoo was pleased with his response. It was because Kangwoo brushed a stray strand of hair from his wet forehead. As he lowered his eyes, tears streamed down Heewoon’s cheek. Kangwoo looked at it and said.
“Lately, just seeing Sunbae cry turns me on.”
Heewoon pursed his lips.
“I don’t know if it’s because of the state of my head or if everyone does get excited when Sunbae cries.”
“….”
Heewoon’s eyelashes were damp as he closed his eyes. Kangwoo softly brushed the area with his fingertips.
“Tell me, do others feel the same when Sunbae cries?”
“I… I don’t know. I don’t cry in front of others.”
Kangwoo watched wordlessly for a moment as the fluttering lashes moved upward, revealing wet eyes. He pressed the corners of Heewoon’s eyes and asked.
“You never cry in front of anyone else, only in front of me?”
His words were slow, as if he was thinking to himself.
“Yeah.”
Heewoon looked blankly upward, the corners of Kangwoo’s lips curled up. That’s good to hear.
“Other bastards would make fun of an adult like you crying.”
“Y-Yeah…”
“I still adore you even if you cry at my slightest provocation.”
“You’re right…”
Heewoon nodded in agreement. Looking at Heewoon’s wet eyes that were filled with tears, Kangwoo smiled with a sigh.
“Hand.”
Heewoon blinked as he saw Kangwoo’s hand in front of him. Slowly, he placed his hand on Kangwoo’s. Kangwoo grabbed Heewoon’s hand, pushing his fingers into Heewoon’s mouth.
“Ugh…”
“Suck it.”
Sucking on Kangwoo’s fingers, Kangwoo loosened the gown string.
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