Surprised, Yi-Gyeol exclaimed to dissuade him, but his tongue and lips were blocked by Sethian making him unable to do so. He wants to push him away, but thereâs nothing he can do since he can barely move his body.
Sethianâs tongue, which had delved into his mouth, scoured all over Yi-Gyeolâs mouth then wrapped around his small tongue and sucked it up at once.
âHeuup!â
It was terrifying and itchy as it was licked up to the front of his throat at a powerful and fast pace. Yi-Gyeol felt like his mouth was going to be swallowed and chewed just like this.
âBut whyâŠ.â
Every part that Sethianâs tongue touched was pleasantly tingling and ticklish. The saliva that spread in his mouth was also like sweet honey.
Itâs his first time kissing, so he doesnât know if itâs usually like this or if heâs just weird.
Sethianâs tongue, which was stirring inside his mouth, licked his upper and lower teeth evenly, then raised the tip of his tongue and slid it on the roof of his mouth as if drawing a picture. The sensation was so hair-raisingly good that Yi-Gyeolâs body trembled. If it wasnât for Sethianâs arms that were wrapped around him, he would already have stumbled heavily.
Yi-Gyeolâs eyes quickly became hazy, and a sweet muffled moan escaped his lips. Sethian was watching Yi-Gyeolâs reactions one by one without even blinking his eyes.
What he felt while kissing was that kissing Yi-Gyeol felt better than he thought. He didnât really want to do anything sexually, but there was something so stimulating that his thoughts changed as soon as their lips met. Perhaps Yi-Gyeol has little experience in this, so he only pushed his tongue out or ran away, but from some point on, he got drunk with the kiss and his eyes became undone, and the inside of his mouth felt strange.
âIs it the effect of vitality?â
It is said that when you receive vitality, you will feel good or excited due to the activation of cells in your body, and Yi-Gyeol seemed to be in that state currently. Sethian thought that he would melt completely if they did a little more like this.
Sethian removed his lips, then lightly licked Yi-Gyeolâs lips with his tongue, who was panting violently as if he was out of breath. The slightly rough lips turned soft and lively by the glistening saliva.
âAre you okay?â
Yi-Gyeol raised his eyebrows at Sethianâs question and blinked, then breathed heavily.
âYouâŠ, With aâŠmanâŠ. HuuâŠ.â
âWhat are you saying?â
âHow, haaâŠ, WithâŠa man⊠KissâŠ.â
âIs kissing a guy a problem?â
Looking at Sethian asking back casually, Yi-Gyeol made a look that he couldnât understand. To hell with vitality, but even though two men, the two of them to be exact, kissed each other, Sethian still looked so nonchalant that Yi-Gyeol was wondering how he could be so calm.
To be honest, he liked the kiss so much that he almost lost his mind, but as Yi-Gyeol was born and raised in Korea, he couldnât easily accept the current situation.
Sethian seated Yi-Gyeol properly, and wiped the saliva off from Yi-Gyeolâs lips with his thumb.
âIf you donât like it, we can go back to drinking bloodâŠ.â
âNo, uh, thisâŠ. Iâll take it this way.â
As Yi-Gyeol managed to grasp his still hazy mind and spoke, the corners of Sethianâs lips rose slightly.
âââââââ
Yi-Gyeol laid down on the bed again after finishing his meal, then he moved his hands under the blanket. Previously, he can only move with a slight twist of the fingers and his body, but he can now clench his fist albeit weakly.
âIs it really working?â
The thought made Yi-Gyeol embarrassed. Itâs such a strange situation, like how he got stronger just because he was given a kiss. [1]
He turned his head and looked towards the table a little further away. There, Sethian was sitting with his legs crossed and looking through the documents. Looking at the expressionless face and sharply drooping eyes, he remembered the kiss from before, and his face got red for no reason.
Sethianâs eyes, who had been paying attention to the documents, suddenly turned to this side and asked briefly.
âWhy?â
ââŠNo, nothing.â
Perhaps he was bothered by his gaze, Sethian came over and sat down on the side of the bed.
âYou canât sleep? You used to sleep for a long time before.â
âI donât have to sleep like that anymore.â
While Sethianâs large, warm hands were tidying his messy hair pleasantly, Yi-Gyeolâs eyes touched the papers he was holding. It is filled with strange characters that make his head dizzy.
âCome to think of it, how can we communicate?â
He realized it belatedly. In the soul state, he could understand foreign languages as well as Korean, but when he was inside his body, all he could hear was an unknown foreign language.
âWhy are we able to communicate? I donât even know the letters here.â
When he mumblingly asked, Sethian understood what he meant, and came up with his own assumptions.
âYour body is a body created with your soul as its main axis. Even if you couldnât write or master the characters, all the languages engraved on your soul must have been applied.â
âI seeâŠ.â
He thought itâs amazing, but then he realized it again. That heâs in a new body, not the original one.
He wiggled his hands under the blanket one more time. Although the range of movement of this body is smaller than that of the original one, because it was said that it would get better as it absorbed more vitality, he liked it much more than he did at the time when he was so desperate.
Then, the hand that was moving gradually stopped slowly. Shadow overcast Yi-Gyeolâs eyes as he recalled something.
ââŠMy body over there must be dead, right?â
Sethian looked at Yi-Gyeolâs face and was silent. Yi-Gyeol, wasnât actually expecting an answer, continued.
âWill everyone be sad, or⊠Were they relieved?â
He doesnât even know what he wants. If theyâre sad and crying while thinking of him, it will definitely break his heart. Wouldnât he crouch every day surrounded by guilt, saying he made them sad?
If theyâre relieved⊠He wonders if itâs much better? Since heâs the only one who has to go away. His family doesnât have to suffer anymore.
The thought brought tears to his eyes again. Yi-Gyeol, who belatedly realized, turned his head and tried to raise his hand. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, but he couldnât move properly as if he was tied.
âAhâŠ, I donât usually cry this much, itâs strange.â
As he let out an awkward laugh, a warm hand touched the corner of his eyes.
âDonât hold it in.â
Instead of wiping away his tears, Sethianâs one hand gently wrapped Yi-Gyeolâs cheek.
âYouâve already endured enough.â
He was trying to hold back, but tears flowed endlessly as if those words were the trigger.
Regardless of what his family thinks, his choice to commit suicide was because thereâs no more way left for him but to suffer. Even though he thinks that he shouldnât have done that, it was so heartbreaking to think that he would have made the same choice again anyway.
There, he was stricken with an incurable disease that would make him sick for the rest of his life, both physically and mentally. He doesnât want to hurt anymore.
âââââââ
Sethian, looking down at Yi-Gyeol, who was weeping quietly with his cheek in his hand, had every part of his face carved into his eyes.
The forehead slightly crumpled with sadness, the eyelashes trembling with tears, the eyes blurred with water, the cheeks heated with heat, and the red lips with sobs and groans.
When Joo Yi-Gyeol cries, his face becomes like this.
Itâs a face he couldnât see when he was in the invisible soul state. A face that he can see because heâs depending on him and is in his hands. Itâs a different feeling from when he first cried in this bedroom.
When Yi-Gyeol talked about his body, he deliberately did not mention that his body could also be in the state of coma and may not have died. Because heâs afraid heâll have some lingering feelings and go back to that world.
âYou just barely got on my hands.â
Out-of-body experience, knowledge of another world.
That sort of thing didnât really matter to him. He just used the word âuseâ to make him aware of the situation.
The moment he was able to catch something that he couldnât catch, he tried to deal with it as he had been doing so far. When he was in the state of soul, they were in a condition where he couldnât do anything to him at his disposal, but now it was different. Now he can make eye contact with him, stroke his cheeks, and even kiss him. Tie him up if he wants to, cut him off anywhere if he displeases him, and gag his mouth if heâs noisy. After all, it is the body he gave to him, and he cannot live without himself.
He tried to deal with it like that, but the moment he actually met Joo Yi-Gyeol, he discovered he really couldnât do it. Whether physically or mentally, he felt like even the slightest mishandling will make him shatter into pieces.
Look, wasnât he still desperately repressing himself right now? In this state, if he touched him even a little deeper, it was obvious that he would cry as if the world had collapsed. He might probably scream that it hurts so much.
His current tiny and powerless appearance was the difference between heaven and earth from when he was flying bright and free in the state of soul. Thinking that he was concealing his appearance, he wanted to know every single detail of him. He wished there was nothing he didnât know about him.
Strange.
Itâs strange, Joo Yi-Gyeol.
The more he knows, the more strange he is, and the more he knows, the more he wants to know about him. The expressions of the human Joo Yi-Gyeol, the words he speaks, his voice, his body temperature, everything about him makes him curious. Each one is new and interesting. Even this strange feeling that he gets through him.
How long will the fascinating thing in front of him be able to give him this kind of interest?
TL Notes:
Thatâs a very powerful kiss, admit it. Sethian Wren Kinelly, 80% sweet, 20% annoying. xD