Inseopâs eyes were so stiff that he couldnât open them well. As he was about to get up, someone pressed his forehead with a hand.
âItâs okay. Sleep more.â
It was a cool hand. Choi Inseop lay down again when he heard that and closed his eyes. The hand on his forehead brushed his face. He tried to swallow his saliva, but his throat was stinging, so he frowned again without realizing it.
âAre you sick?â
A friendly voice asked. âWater,â Inseop answered with a broken voice. Soon, the cup touched his lips. He tried to get up to drink water, but it didnât go as planned.
If someone hadnât grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, he would have been moaning on the pillow and fell asleep again. The cold water entered his mouth and passed down his throat and all over his body. After drinking as much water as possible, Inseop lay down again.
The hand that had touched his forehead earlier, this time brushed his hair away. It was a friendly hand. Wanting to be touched by the big hands as much as possible, Inseop rubbed his face in the cool palm of the hand and narrowed his eyes.
The hand, which had paused for a moment, moved slowly again. He didnât know who it was, but the owner of this hand must have been a kind-hearted person. Without that, the hand that caresses a person would not be this soft.
He fell asleep again, hoping that the hand stroking his hair would stay by his side. He was in a confused state for a while, and someone grabbed his shoulder and shook hi,.
âAre you still sleeping? Can you get up?â
â⌠⌠.â
âEat something and go back to sleep. You slept all day.â
â⌠uh, âŚâ
Inseop, who had opened his mouth to speak, wrapped his hand around his neck and frowned. His throat was swollen and his voice was not coming out properly.
âYou must have choked up from screaming so much.â
â⌠⌠.â
A series of scenes quickly flashed through Inseopâs mind because of the word âScreamâ.
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⌠He did it. With Lee Wooyeon. This goes beyond Lee Wooyeonâs mischievous prank.
A sense of uneasiness flooded in endlessly and filled his throat. With every breath, reproach and shame about himself poured out of his body and piled up around him. He wanted to die.
âHowâs the fever-00?â
Inseop unknowingly slapped away Lee Wooyeonâs hand reaching out to touch his forehead. The hand, hanging in the air, paused, and was then removed.
âSorry.â
â⌠⌠!â
âIâm sorry. I made a mistake.â
Inseop was really surprised. Such human words came out of Lee Wooyeonâs mouth, but since the day he found out about his nature, he had given up⌠.
âNo matter how much Inseop seduced me, I should have handled myself well, but itâs been a long time since I lost my reason.â
â⌠⌠. ⌠⌠.â
Right. Thatâs right. So unlike Lee Wooyeon, this was not Lee Wooyeon.
âIt must have been very difficult because it was your first time. Iâm sorry.â
Inseop slowly moved his body and laid on the other side of Lee Wooyeon. Even if that person spoke like that, in the end the conclusion was that he did whatever he liked.
âOh right. This isnât your first time. right?â
â⌠⌠!â
âDid you say you tried it with a woman? Kate, right?â
âKa⌠te⌠⌠.â
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His voice cracked and it was difficult to speak. Still, wanting to clear out the huge misunderstanding this time, Inseop continued to speak in a hoarse voice.
â⌠⌠It is a flower. Mimosa⌠.â
âFlowers? Are you talking about a plant?â
Inseop nodded his head.
âMr. Choi Inseop⌠Do you get excited by plants?â
â⌠⌠! ⌠⌠!â
âItâs just a joke. By the way, was Kate, whom Inseop often said to be with, a flower?â
â⌠⌠. ⌠⌠Yes.â
âGoing to water means really giving water.â
Lee Wooyeonâs voice as he said that seemed somehow cheerful. Choi Inseop did not answer and pulled the sheet up to cover his face. Lee Wooyeon pulled the sheet down.
âItâs getting hot. Still, you have a fever. It must have been a strain on your body when I took everything off in the bathroom.â
â⌠⌠. ⌠⌠.â
âI was trying to get the semen out of Inseopâs hole, but I couldnât help it because Inseop was begging me to put it in.â
If anyone heard it, they would think he must have been put in because he asked for it. Choi Inseop felt like he was going to die due to injustice, but he was already in a very bad condition, so he passed out and slept and did nothing.
âYou can rest until tomorrow. There is no schedule for tomorrow.â
â⌠⌠?â
âI told them to put off my schedule. Today was enough for me to go alone without a manager.â
Only then did Inseop look at his watch. The dim light coming through the curtain seemed to be the setting sun, not the rising sun.
âTodayâ.â
âIt went well, you know. Donât worry.â
Lee Wooyeon went around comfortably all day, making Manager Cha drive and chase after him while shouting âLee Wooyeon, why me!â. He was the manager who was uselessly kind to Inseop these days.
âIâm sorryâŚâ
When Choi Inseop said that in a very subdued voice, Lee Wooyeon paused for a moment and burst into laughter.
â Ha ha ha ha ha.â
As the sound of his laughter dispersed in the air, Inseop shrugged his shoulders and bowed his head.
âHa ha ha ha ha. Inseop. Are you really sorry? Or are you just saying that? Either way, itâs funny, hahahaha. Youâre really amazing.â
Lee Wooyeon continued with a smile, swiping his messy hair up with his hand.
âHas Choi Inseop been living in the world like that? You canât stand it when you think that youâve caused harm to others. Like an idiot.â
â⌠⌠.â
Like a bastard till the end, he was digging into his heart, but his words were so sharp that Inseop could not be angry. It was something he had always heard from his mother and father. He was so considerate of others that it was useless. âTake care of yourself a little more, Peter,â his mother nagged.
There was only one time when he thought his own heart was more important than that of others and acted arbitrarily. As a result, it left a huge scar in his life, and Inseop became more concerned about harming others than before. Enough for it to be called obsessive-compulsive.
âWell, I mean⌠thatâs enough. Anyway, thereâs nothing to be sorry about. Since all the schedules these days were all relaxed.â
Lee Wooyeonâs hand patted Inseopâs head as if patting it. Inseopâs heart sank. Was the hand that pampered him in his sleep belong to Lee Wooyeon? Was he the owner of the friendly hand that touched his forehead and brushed his hair away?
Lee Wooyeonâs hand slowly glided down from his head to the nape of his neck, from his shoulder to his waist. Then he paused between the buttocks, giving him a meaningful pat.
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âGet well soon.â
â⌠⌠.â
It was a dream. The dream was clear. If it was Lee Wooyeon, he wouldnât have been able to use such humane movements.
âIâll prepare a meal for you, so lie down.â
âI amâŚâ
âItâs okay.â
Lee Wooyeon made Inseop lie down again and left the bedroom. Inseop, who buried his face in the pillow, lashed out at himself saying that he shouldnât be weakened by this.
Lee Wooyeon was only good with words. So he should be cold. Donât give him a chance. Calm down.
However, the porridge brought by Lee Wooyeon was so delicious and sweet that Inseop emptied the bowl and fell into a deep sense of shame again.