How difficult had it been since he had been straight up rejected? He had fully mobilized each and every dating skill he knew with the determination to sleep with Chu Sangwoo. At the same time though, had he endured with superhuman patience without touching him. He deserved to feel light and refreshed since he had gotten what he wanted, but somewhere behind his satisfaction was an unknown feeling of discomfort. Jaeyoung didnât like feelings of uncertainty.
âIs it because, like he said, I couldnât ejaculate?â
He stubbed out his half-finished cigarette in the trash can in the midst of chuckling.
âW
The following day, he arrived at the work studio at the same time as Sangwoo, who showed up with an indifferent expression and attitude. He had left his cap in the car, so Jaeyoung had expected him not to wear one when he appeared, but he came wearing an even olderblack snapback with a similar design. He didnât know that there was a spare.
âLong time no see.â
Yuna greeted Sangwoo and made eye-contact with Jaeyoung.
âYes.â
Sangwoo strode in, put his backpack in an empty seat, unzipped it, and took out his laptop. When it was time for him to connect the mouse and sit down on the chair, he took something out and threw it to Jaeyoung. In a white plastic bag with the logo of a pharmacy printed on it, lay Jaeyoungâs belt, black pants, and socks all folded. It seemed like they had been washed.
âI brought the things you left behind. Please give me my cap. AndâŠâ
He casually spoke and came up to Jaeyoung after confirming that Yunaâs back was turned. He cupped his palm around his mouth and whispered in his ear.
âYou left wearing my underwear, didnât you? Please bring them tomorrow.â
âHuh? UhâŠâ
Jaeyoung stammered like a fool.
âAnd I did what you asked me to do.â
Sangwoo held out his cell phone. When he accepted it and unlocked it, the contact list immediately appeared. Jaeyoung scrolled down the list while his heart pounded a little quicker.
Where did the word that originally began with âFâ go?
He was excited so he scrolled, scrolled, scrolled down, and then it finally appeared.
âŠâŠâŠâŠ
Jaeyoung M F *
âŠâŠâŠâŠ
[T/N: The M F stands for Motherfucker. In Korean, it says ă ă , which stands for ìšë°, which means fucker or motherfucker.]
ââŠâ
He hadnât expected that âJaeyoung hyung â„â would appear after giving just a hint, but no matter what, this was too much. Also, perhaps the initials for sunbae were blocked by the swear word, but it did seem like he meant a different word.*
[T/N: The initials for sunbae are ă ă , which is the same as the initials for motherfucker.]
âThatâs fine, right?â
Sangwoo grabbed his cell phone out of Jaeyoungâs hand, who was staring at the screen, and put it in his backpack.
âHey, what does that special character mean?â
âDo I have to tell you?â
âYeah.â
âI checked out all the special characters and that was the one that matched you the best, sunbae.â
âItâs not a starâ, and itâs not for importantâ», itâs not pleasure⏠either, but youâre saying a bathhouse . Are you kidding me?â
âItâs because I always get hot⊠ when Iâm with you, sunbae.â
ââŠâ
As soon as he lets his guard down, he gets surprised. It went right into his determined and incorruptible heart that was going to make a fuss. Â The gap between âJaeyoung hyung â„â and âJaeyoung M F â wasnât all that nice, but when he listened to his explanation, there was a part he liked.
Anyway, he had gotten rid of âFreeloader 3â,â which was encouraging, and he was wondering why he hadnât made it like âVisual Design Department Jang Jaeyoung sunbaeâ like he did with other people.
Upon seeing Jaeyoungâs expression, Sangwoo blurted out, âDonât obsess over a few bytes of data, please.â
âWhoâs obsessing?â
âMy father and you sunbae as well. Itâs just like you turn a few words into something.â
âThen if I still had you saved as Asshole, would you feel good about it?â
âI donât care. Since Iâm not an asshole,â Sangwoo casually said. He then extended his hand as if he had thought of something.
âI want to see. What does it say?â
â⊠Itâs a secret.â
Soon, there was the sound of typing and a mouse clicking from his right side. Yet, Jaeyoungâs hand, which had stopped moving since Sangwoo appeared, didnât show any signs of moving again. Jaeyoung snuck a look at Sangwoo, took a sip of coffee, snuck a look at Sangwoo, checked his cell phone for some reason, snuck a look at Sangwoo, and then scratched his neck.
âHow have I been able to work with that being next to me up until now?â
He was itching to touch him, kiss him, and hug him from behind. It was absurd that he needed to find a justification for minor touch at a point where they had already done the deed. At least it was for Jaeyoung. He knew that if he gave him a peck, then hands would become banned, and if they kissed, he would have a free pass to anything below the level of a kiss, and if they had sex, they would be able access to each otherâs bodies. However, as much as his opponent is his opponent, he has been hesitating to grab the ball.
âIâve never been successful when Iâve forced him into something.â
It was Chu Sangwoo who held this relationship in his hands. If Jaeyoung were an elevator, then Chu Sangwoo would be a staircase, so if he tried to do anything, Sangwoo would still lag behind on a lower floor. Although they were currently in a situation like this, he had started meeting Sangwoo halfway at some point. Â However, when Sangwoo didnât move things forward, Jaeyoung didnât have any choice but to hit the pause button and wait.
This relationship had worked that way.
âWhat are you doing right now?â
The sudden sounds woke Jaeyoung up from his daydreaming. Sangwoo dragged his chair next up to him. Â The light from the monitor spread across his eager eyes.
âWhatâs this?â
When Sangwoo reduced the rate, the pink circle filling the screen decreased in size. When Jaeyoung reduced the angle of lighting and maximized the shading, the pink circle just looked like a dot. Sangwoo just looked at the character wearing a swimsuit and a tube around his waist for a while.
âI asked you to fix the buttons first. In-app purchases are not a priority.â
âIâm going to start with this, though.â
The names of the two characters in <VeVen> were Chuchu and Jeje. The first names that Sangwoo proposed were âChulsoo & Jaeyoung,â but after an argument, he changed them into that instead. When you start playing the game, both of them are wearing basic clothing, but they designed a feature that would upgrade their skill when cash items were purchased and installed.
âHow much did you do?â
Jaeyoung saved the work and showed Sangwoo what he had completed so far.
Rock star Chuchu, Teacher Chuchu, Confucian Scholar Chuchu, Ghost Chuchu, Mafia Chuchu, Mechanic Chuchu, Nomadic Chuchu, Barista Chuchu, Roma Chuchu, Martial Artist Chuchu.
He had completed ten concepts, and he was currently in the process of creating a Chuchu that works at the swimming pool.
âWhen did you get this much done?â
âLook. You can change the eye and hair color.â
âYou never mentioned that.â
âIâm telling you now.â
Whenever Jaeyoung tapped the keyboard, Chuchuâs hairstyle, which looked like a carrot top, changed. Baby perm, two-block, asymmetric undercut, foil perm, high ponytail, sports cut, braids.
All of them were actually hairstyles he wanted to try on Sangwoo. He thought the asymmetric undercut would be amazing in particular, since his head had a pretty shape. Sangwoo looked at the character that had his arms folded, green eyes, and an ash-brown ponytail for a while.
âThe quality is good, but this isnât a priority like I said. What about Jeje?â
âI did him as well.â
Jaeyoung also showed a cache item for a female character while half-heartedly flipping through the image files. Sangwoo, who looked through the whole thing, narrowed his eyes and tapped the desk with his fingertips.
âThatâs gender discrimination. Make it properly.â
âWhy? Itâs the same amount.â
âDid you think you wouldnât get caught copying and pasting the skirt while just changing the color?â
He had honestly thought he wouldnât find out.
âThis isnât right. Match the quality of the two characters. And before that, modify the button, please.â
âWait. Iâll just finish this.â
Jaeyoung opened the file he was working on again to enlarge Swimming Pool Chuchuâs right pecs. Based on the mumbling sound of âwhat the hell are you doing?â in the background, he devoted his heart and soul into giving it a three-dimensional effect.
âSunbae, right now, you seem veryâŠâ
âSexy?â
âMuch like a pervert.â
âHow did you know I was thinking dirty thoughts?â
At least he had an excuse to touch him now. Jaeyoung wrapped his arm around Sangwooâs waist and pulled him towards himself. Stretching his fingers towards his hips, he said, âThatâs pretty good. Youâre a mind reader as well.â
âHow can you act like this in the work studio? Weâre not alone either.â
Sangwoo pushed his hand off and quietly whispered. Jaeyoung burst out into laughter, moving his head forward. When he tapped his lips with his finger a couple of times, Sangwoo shook his head and escaped.