SMNTCERR, Chapter 7: Propose 5.0 #2.
“Hyung Jaeyoung, today I will present an important proposal, but before that, please listen carefully.”
“Hmm, I understand.”
“What do you think, if there is someone there to support you in difficult times, how would it be?”
Sangwoo asked calmly, his honest feelings reflected in his eyes. Jaeyoung sipped his wine and cleared his throat two or three times, then placed the glass down and looked at Sangwoo. The other side answered the question with eyes filled with deep affection.
“Hmm, I think it would be comforting, especially for someone like me who lacks security. It is important to have a good companion by my side.”
“….”
The answer itself did not seem to hide anything, but the intense desire reflected in the eyes was suspiciously unclear. Sangwoo tilted his head and moved on to the next question.
“When two people decide to live together, are there any conditions that must be met?”
“Love, nothing is more important than love.”
Jaeyoung spoke with emotions overflowing, like a scene from a theatrical play, before looking directly into the eyes of Sangwoo.
“Understanding is also important. Even if there are parts where both parties do not match…”
Jaeyoung gave a happy example answer before the expression in the other person’s eyes slowly changed. It went from clear and visible to a slight smile within a few seconds, his gaze drifted, and his mouth revealed a small hint. “Take care…and must make an effort…to adjust…” Sangwoo has a bad attitude, so forget it.
“Hyung?”
“…”
“Hey, Jang Jaeyoung.”
“…hm?”
“Focus. The next question, please tell me why you love me.”
“Um, because you’re extremely sexy.”
“…”
The main dish was served without any hesitation, it is the most famous dish in this restaurant, but Sangwoo ate it without even knowing it went into his mouth or nose for sure, at this point the atmosphere should be very romantic, and the mood should have been elevated to the point where Jaeyoung shed tears after hearing the proposal, but it seems like he is shedding something else.
‘Only a few events left. Need to change the atmosphere.’
Sangwoo finishes eating the remaining piece of meat before getting up from his seat.
“I’ll go to the bathroom first.”
He spoke softly and left the restaurant.
As he stood washing his hands with cold water in the bathroom, the cool happiness returned. Sangwoo looked at his appearance in the mirror to see if everything was in order and reflected on the different steps he had taken to get to this point. Although it may not flow smoothly like in movies, there was nothing wrong, and there were still several steps left.
‘I had high expectations, so there’s been an overly sensitive reaction. Hyung Jaeyoung didn’t do anything wrong. Focus, let’s not unnecessarily indulge in despair and ruin everything.’
Sangwoo looked at the mirror and paused for a moment before turning around and seeing Jaeyoung, who followed him quietly without making any noise, standing right there. Sangwoo was slightly startled but thought that the other party must also have business in the bathroom, so he thought of looking past him. However, Jaeyoung took a step forward to block his way.
“Are you following me?”
“Hmm.”
Jaeyoung’s hand touched his cheek, slid gently down to his chin, and then lifted his chin. On the other side, he slightly leaned forward and placed both arms on Sangwoo’s shoulders, then rested them on the back of his neck.
“Is there something wrong, Chu Sangwoo?”
As he met the warm gaze, he laughed. Sangwoo thought to himself that he was laughably confused.
“There’s nothing wrong. It’s just… I prepared this and that, but the atmosphere isn’t quite right. I’m afraid it will ruin everything.”
“The atmosphere is just like usual, isn’t it?”
“Today is a special day, so I thought it would be a bit different.”
“You and I are the same, you know. I don’t expect anything to be different.” Jaeyoung laughed and lightly brushed his fingers against Sangwoo’s cheek. Sangwoo laughed along, unable to help himself, realizing that the other person was right.
“We’ve been together for five hundred days. You know that I’ve loved you from the beginning until now. No, my love has grown even stronger. Do you still want something else?”
There’s no way it could be like that. The past one year and four months have been the happiest time in Sangwoo’s life. Sangwoo leaned his face closer and kissed Jaeyoung’s forehead. Jaeyoung gently leaned his head and asked.
“Or are you worried that I will reject your ‘proposal’?”
That question was so terrifying that it shook Sangwoo, who raised his head and looked into Jaeyoung’s eyes before tightly gripping his arm and earnestly pleading.
“It’s not about that. No matter what happens, you must not reject it. Do you understand?”
“Whether I reject or not, I should know what the proposal is first.”
Even though he didn’t know anything, the other person laughed softly, his laughter ending in a gentle tone. The corner of his mouth pressed against his forehead, that small touch made Sangwoo forget his uneasiness. Jaeyoung whispered softly.
“Can I kiss you?”
“Ask before doing anything.”
“I’m a little scared today.”
Sangwoo raised his arm and held Jaeyoung’s neck, tilting his head and pressing their lips together firmly. In an instant, they both became passionate, with only kissing and touching each other’s bodies. Sangwoo was worried that someone would come in through the door, but they couldn’t stop. They both pushed each other’s bodies until they collided with the door of the bathroom, which was divided into small compartments. The sound of the impact echoed loudly. The back of Sangwoo’s head hit the door before Jaeyoung’s head touched the partition. Their feet moved continuously, unable to stand in one place. Then, Jaeyoung used his shoulder to push the door and pulled Sangwoo into the bathroom.
“Ha, ha, maybe we should check-in first.”
“I told you we can’t.”
Jaeyoung gently pulled Sangwoo’s lips and cautiously messed up his carefully styled hair. At the same time, there was a loud noise, ‘bang’, followed by the sound of a door lock. From then on, everything became more intense.
Jaeyoung’s lips seemed to slide down to the chin. Suddenly, he touched the neck and made a soft sound, waking up the soft skin with the tip of his tongue before licking it up fully and gently biting. Sangwoo tried to suppress the moan, but when the other’s hand, which moved slyly between his legs, reached his hardening cock, he couldn’t control himself anymore.
“Not… yet. Don’t you want to reserve the room after seeing this state?”
“No… I can’t. I can’t.”
“That proposal, can we do it on the bed?”
“No. I already said… I planned everything.”
Jaeyoung teased Sangwoo’s body through his clothes. Then he forcefully pushed the lower part against him, using his lips and tongue to caress his ears affectionately. Sangwoo felt the happiness that made him momentarily lose consciousness right in front of Jaeyoung’s smiling face.
“Then we can just have to handle it right here.”
Jaeyoung placed his hand on Sangwoo’s belt buckle.
“…crazy-guy.”
Sangwoo grabbed his hand, but the moment their eyes met, their lips were connected again. He couldn’t control himself because Jaeyoung’s touch made his calmed desires resurface, so Jaeyoung straightened his neck and took off the belt and unbuttoned the pants without realizing it, followed by pulling down the zipper. Jaeyoung then groped over Sangwoo’s wet underwear and moved closer. Sangwoo’s legs trembled, but he managed to hold onto Jaeyoung’s shoulder and stand firm.
“Ah, um… if you’re going to do it, do it quickly.”
Sangwoo’s panting sounds ceased. Jaeyoung moved his hand to his own pants and pressed his body against Sangwoo even more. Faster, hurry up. Sangwoo whispered to Jaeyoung’s ear before sucking gently on the other’s earlobe, and lightly biting Jaeyoung’s body while he laughed softly.
“Reserve a room, whatever you think…”
“I told you I can’t!”
Sangwoo rejected the suggestion and pulled down Jaeyoung’s pants. After pulling down the pants, he took the ripe fleshy cock that was poking out before the underwear. Jaeyoung let out a moan and pressed his forehead against Sangwoo’s head.
“We fit each other perfectly.”
Jaeyoung murmured while pulling down both their underwear before kissing Sangwoo fiercely and roughly grabbing both of their cocks at once. Sangwoo’s tongue, which had previously moved with overwhelming desire, stopped. The stimulating sensation made his thoughts disappear, leaving his pale white brain empty.
“Do you… like it?”
Sangwoo’s face froze for a moment, forgetting that he was in an unsanitary bathroom. He clenched his teeth and revealed in the utmost joy as Jaeyoung continued to drive him crazy. This mentally ill person named Jang Jaeyoung could do anything with his body, especially when it came to sex, better than anyone else. Among all these abilities, his exceptional skills in using his hands were particularly outstanding, to the point that Sangwoo couldn’t catch up no matter how much he trained.
‘Because he’s good at art.’
Sangwoo hugged Jaeyoung’s neck, feeling a sense of indescribable happiness. Their bodies pressed against each other, drenched with an unknown liquid. The speed increased continuously along with the growing sound of pleasure. Even though their eyes were closed tightly, the instinct allowed them to experience a variety of colorful scenes in darkness. Jaeyoung didn’t give in the slightest, and they both quickly reached their peak.
“Ah, hah…Hyung you and… me…”
“With me, what?”
“Nothing…I’ll tell you soon.”
‘Stay with me forever.’
Sangwoo held onto those words and clenched his teeth, despite the growing moans. But it was the least he could do to maintain some semblance of reason in this public place.
Jaeyoung’s skilled hands moved expertly, alternating between squeezing and releasing their cocks. Sangwoo tightly grabbed onto Jaeyoung’s shoulders as he closed his eyes. The other pressed his body forward, causing Sangwoo’s back and head to hit the door, shaking the whole body in synchronization. Jaeyoung whispered his name into his ear. Sangwoo could feel that they were nearing the climax.
“If it stains my clothes…I’ll kill you.”
That was the final struggle of the remaining consciousness, clinging on by a thread. Jaeyoung responded to Sangwoo’s threat with a kiss. Then, the jerking speed accelerated continuously until it reached a level that seemed impossible for humans to achieve. Sangwoo also cummed experiencing pure happiness that couldn’t be tainted by any surrounding situation. As time passed, the feeling of floating in the air slowly faded away, and his feet returned to reality.
“I thought my arms were going to give out.”
Jaeyoung leaned weakly against Sangwoo, seemingly reaching his limit. He adjusted his heavily paced breathing, as if running a marathon, and as soon as he regained consciousness, the remaining consciousness returned.
‘Crazy, fuck we have actually done it in the restroom!’
At that moment, Sangwoo realized what they had done from the perspective of a well-intentioned mistake. His new suit pants fell to the floor, his sweaty legs and other fluids soaked the shirt, and his hairstyle he paid for at the hair salon – “When I said I was going to propose, the salon assigned three hairstylists.” A chaotic mess that shouldn’t be questioned.
Sangwoo shrugged Jaeyoung’s shoulder and used a tissue to wipe his body from every corner, pulled up his underwear, and pulled up his pants that were falling down and put them on again. When he finished buckling his belt, Sangwoo looked at his wristwatch and sighed.
“Missed it.”
“What?”
“There was a violin performance at 2 o’clock, but we missed it.”
“Oh, really?”
Jaeyoung, who did not know when he had finished putting on his pants, replied casually as if it was not important, and Sangwoo sighed before opening the door and going to the sink. He washed his hands with lukewarm water and examined his reflection in the mirror.
“Wow, you look cool.”
Even though both of them looked a little disheveled, Jaeyoung seemed to be more flustered. Sangwoo washed his hands clean, combed his hair a little, and stood waiting until Jaeyoung was ready. Jaeyoung hesitated before loosening the rubber band holding his hair and tucking it behind his ears. Then he raised both arms to tie his hair again. That was Sangwoo’s favorite gesture during this time. As he looked at the other person again, his racing heart settled down once more. Jaeyoung revealed a faint smile as if he understood Sangwoo’s thoughts.
“What song was it playing on the violin?”
“Salut d’Amour, by Elgar [1].”
“Oh, I know that song!”
“Really?”
“Ah, that was the song that played at the wedding when the bridesmaids came out with the colored candles [2].”
“…”
No, that’s not it. Sangwoo became angry, so he left Jaeyoung, who was pretending to smile, and placed his hand on the door frame, making a pose as if pointing to that place where the candles were, and walked out of the bathroom.
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[1] Salut, d’Amour, “Love’s, Greeting.” A musical composition for violin and piano, composed by Edward Elgar in the year 1888.
[2] Tiensoi, “Hwachok, : Hwawon.” Candles made from colored beeswax, commonly used in weddings.
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