As the elevator chimed its arrival, I moved first. Mo Taehee's hand, which had been cupping my cheek, gently fell away with my movement.
My heart was pounding like crazy. Shit.
I couldn't tell if it was fear or anxiety. I wanted to be alone. I needed to find a way to get away from these bastards as soon as possible.
Oblivious Mo Taehee, who couldn't possibly know what I was thinking, followed me. I hoped he wasn't going to the same place as me, but… as always, my expectations were spectacularly wrong.
Mo Taehee naturally opened the door and let me into the lodging first. And then he naturally walked into my lodging as well.
Hearing the click as the door closed, I turned around with a slightly puzzled look. Why are you…
"Why…?"
"I don't have anything to prepare, Yeoul. I'm going to wait here."
"I… I also… everything…."
"Dress warmly. The wind is still cold. I'm worried you'll catch a cold."
Mo Taehee reached out and gently stroked my cheek before taking off his shoes and stepping inside, ahead of me.
Watching his retreating back, I briefly considered going back outside, but I figured I'd be caught immediately, so I gave up and hesitantly took off my shoes. A shallow sigh escaped my lips. I'm already tired, will today be okay?
I walked slowly, but it only took a few steps to reach the living room. I glanced at Mo Taehee, who was sitting on the sofa, and then turned towards the room. If I had to be in the same space, I wanted to be somewhere with a door. It was a hundred, a thousand times better to stay somewhere with something to block that bastard.
I gripped the doorknob, stiff with tension. Even as I slid the door open, I really didn't expect Mo Taehee to move. When his large hand overlapped mine on the doorknob, I felt like my heart was falling to my feet.
"……!!"
I couldn't even let out a gasp. I knew from last time that people can't move when they're too surprised, but I really didn't know they couldn't even scream. I learned something new again today. Through personal experience, no less.
I couldn't close my gaping lips, nor could I turn around. I could feel Mo Taehee's solid chest pressed against my back, and I didn't know when he had gotten so close. I reflexively shuddered at the breath on my neck.
"Why are you going to the room, Yeoul?"
"……Uh……? I…… I'm going to get my…… jacket……."
"You said you didn't need to prepare anything else."
I nodded stiffly. Yeah. That's right, but… did he have to ask in such a suggestive pose…?
"You can get your clothes before we leave, right?"
"……That's, that's right……. Haha…… Ha……."
"It makes me a little sad that you seem to be avoiding me, Yeoul."
Shit. Shit, shit. The crazy bastard was talking nonsense.
Mo Taehee's voice was thick with regret. I looked down at Mo Taehee's arm, which had naturally wrapped around my waist, and goosebumps ran down my spine. He was as big as a bear, but he moved faster than anyone.
"Tae, Taehee. Then… let's go to the living room—"
"Are you thinking of going to your room?"
"No, no— no……!"
Mo Taehee's lips touched and then left my neck. What was that?
I desperately tried to say no, but as always, I was lightly ignored and pushed into the room. I was pushed all the way to the bed in one go… I… with one touch from Mo Taehee, I was dropped onto the bed like a paper doll.
"Tae… Taehee—"
Yeah, this was within the realm of possibility too. My lips, now accustomed to this level of hardship, quickly gave up and stopped speaking.
The soft, gentle lips that had touched the back of my hand in the elevator landed on my lips as expected. Mo Taehee cupped my face with his large hands and moved his head, as if searching for the perfect angle to lock together.
"Hiss—"
I weakly moved my hands, which had been lying limply on the sheets, and pushed against Mo Taehee's shoulders. Today, I was supposed to be watching for the guy who was getting a green light with Park Min-ah… but it didn't seem like it would be Mo Taehee or Seo Jaehoon. So, was it just Nam Kangwoo?
I briefly got lost in other thoughts while kissing Mo Taehee.
"Yeoul."
As if he noticed, Mo Taehee slowly pulled his lips away.
"Are you thinking about another bastard?"
…I couldn't figure out if this bastard was quick-witted or clueless.
Mo Tae-hee dropped small kisses on my lips again. "Focus," his low voice rumbled in my ear.
Lips that had been touching and separating with smack, smack sounds locked together again, thickly. A soft tongue pushed through the parted gap and licked the inside of my mouth in a suggestive way. The moist flesh scraped against the roof of my mouth, then pushed in deeply, mixing tongues more and more messily.
A groan escaped my throat. Saliva constantly pooled in my mouth. I swallowed the saliva in my mouth several times, inhaling the insufficient air between the moments when our lips parted.
"Hoo—"
Mo Taehee continued the kiss just enough so that I wouldn't suffocate. I clenched my fists and tapped his solid shoulder. Stop, stop, I was saying.
Still seemingly reluctant to pull away, Mo Taehee's tongue licked over my lips. Licking the gaps between my parted lips with his tongue.
Heat rushed to my face. What was embarrassing was that the area where the heat was rushing… was definitely not just my face.
Mo Taehee was too close. As if he had planned it, this bastard overlapped his body with mine.
"Yeoul."
"Ha… don't… okay? Don't……."
I'm a man, so it's… it's only natural that I have a reaction down there, right? Mo Taehee smiled faintly as he checked my hardened lower region.
"Yeoul, I won't do anything until you tell me to. I can promise you that."
I have a lot of patience, you see.
Mo Taehee muttered words I couldn't understand in a languid voice, dropping kisses as light as feathers. The space between my legs, where blood was rushing, rubbed against Mo Taehee's center, feeling dull and heavy.
"Yeoul."
Mo Taehee was still.
"Yeoul-ah."
Calling my name with affection and longing.
I'll make you feel good. He whispered ticklishly, kissing my ear.
Just like a friend, huh. I heard those words that day too… I reflexively started to tremble at the words that Mo Taehee had clearly said without realizing it.
"Why are you trembling so much? Are you scared?"
"……Uh. I'm, I'm scared. Okay? Taehee, don't do this……."
I deliberately made my voice tremble even more. Pathetically so. If I could get out of this crisis by looking pitiful, I felt like there was nothing I couldn't do. But.
"You're scared, but why is your lower body so hard?"
…I wondered if this was the moment I should be squeezing out tears.
"I'm……."
And then, a sensation that had become quite familiar was felt at the tip of my nose. Shit, I'm saved.
At the same time as the tingling sensation, something sticky flowed out from inside my nose. I thought it might be snot, but seeing Mo Taehee's eyes widen, it was definitely a nosebleed. The feeling of it flowing out in a stream was clear.
I lowered the hand that had been pushing against Mo Taehee's shoulder and wiped under my nose.
"Shit."
Mo Taehee's face crumpled in an instant, and he quickly removed himself from on top of me.
He moved the fastest I had ever seen him move. He pulled my lying body up, made me lower my head, and frantically pulled tissues from the tissue box on the side table.
He grabbed a wad of tissues, held them under my nose, and let out a low sigh.
"Yeoul."
"……Yeah……."
"It looks like you're bleeding a lot."
I couldn't help but read Mo Taehee's expression in the atmosphere that had suddenly cooled down.
"I, I think it'll stop soon……."
"How about going home?"
"……Huh?"
"Home. How about. Going?"
Mo Taehee deliberately spoke in short, clipped sentences. I raised my lowered head slightly and met Mo Taehee's eyes.
"I'll… go alone, then. You guys can be with Min-ah……."
"Who do you want to go with?"
Mo Taehee cut me off.
I thought for a moment. If I wanted to connect Park Min-ah with Nam Kangwoo, I had to go home with Seo Jaehoon or Mo Taehee… because that's how we divided the cars.
Ha……. To create a green light between Park Min-ah and Nam Kangwoo, I had to take one of them or both of them home. But the problem was that I didn't really want to.
Was Park Min-ah's heart still set on Nam Kangwoo? It was Nam Kangwoo back then… was it still Nam Kangwoo now?
In that short moment, I alternately thought of Park Min-ah and Nam Kangwoo. And the ticklish confession I had heard from Nam Kangwoo that day.
I wanted to leave the three of them and stay with Park Min-ah alone.
I carefully removed Mo Taehee's hand, which was blocking my nose. The blood, which I thought had stopped a little, flowed down as soon as I removed the tissue.
"I… I don't think I used to get nosebleeds often……."
I muttered to myself. Why won't it stop, I also said. I took the tissue from Mo Taehee's hand, held it under my nose, and slowly raised my head.
"If the bleeding stops, I just… want to hang out."
"Ha Yeoul."
As if the words that came out of my mouth weren't the right answer, Mo Taehee called my name properly for the first time. Even attaching my surname.
"Then… with… Kangwoo……."
I… in the end, I prioritized my own safety instead of connecting Park Min-ah and Nam Kangwoo. It seemed better to go back with Nam Kangwoo than to go back with the remaining two.
The nosebleed still wouldn't stop, soaking the white tissue red.
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