SMNTCERR, Chapter 59: Yellow #1.

It had been a long time since he woke up with the feeling of someone sleeping close to him, let alone that person turning out to be a man named Chu Sangwoo, which made it even more strange.

Jaeyoung carefully examined the side profile of the man lying with his arm propped up, scrutinizing his sharp and intelligent features, with a nose and eyelashes that made his face look sharp and clever when forgotten. In contrast, the fair skin around the neck connecting to the collarbone gave a sense of boyishness. Jaeyoung greatly enjoyed the conflicting emotions displayed on this face.

Sunlight shone brightly through the window, and the sun’s rays danced on the black hair and eyebrows, creating a romantic atmosphere in the morning.

As he leaned down for a hug, Sangwoo blinked and slowly opened his eyes. The person being hugged blinked for a moment before widening his eyes and turning around to find. Jaeyoung with a confident smile.

“Did you sleep well?”

Sangwoo fully opened his eyes and glanced, seemingly reflecting on what happened last night from his facial expression. When the other party raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, it seemed like a restless movement, but that was probably because his body was more exposed. “Yes.”  Answering the question, Sangwoo sat up.

“Jesus…”

The other party groaned uncomfortably and walked away, stumbling.

‘Did I overdo it?’

It seemed like the unexpected had become a normal occurrence for Jaeyoung. It was the same yesterday. At first, he intended to enhance the atmosphere by drinking wine beforehand. Then he waited for Sangwoo to come to him. He would then melt and control the other party from head to toe, managing the game conveniently. He intended to use gentle and perfect techniques to impress that having sex with him was sweet and satisfying.

However, while waiting in front of the door for over ten minutes, Jaeyoung’s imagination ran wild to the point where he almost lost control of his body. And it was difficult to endure until the appointed time, so he tried to use that intense heat to melt the cool other party like ice. But during the struggle, he accidentally said something inappropriate. Furthermore, even after putting it in, the other party still didn’t seem to feel anything and asked to take it out.

Even though it was already inserted, he wondered why the other party still couldn’t concentrate. Was it because it was their first time having anal sex, or was it because they had a special “centerline”? Jaeyoung was struggling in a difficult situation and ended up feeling too overwhelmed in the end.

Moreover, he unintentionally became more aggressive than intended.

 

 

Sangwoo walked into the bathroom without saying anything. In the room, only Jaeyoung remained. He leaned against the pillow and pondered about the sensations he experienced last night, realizing that humans have sexual feelings 24 hours a day.

Jaeyoung lay still for a while before getting up from the bed and walking to open the window. Then he walked around the room to pick up the scattered remnants of last night, picked up his clothes, threw away the trash, put the bedsheet in the laundry machine, and tidied the room. He didn’t like cleaning and wasn’t skilled at it, but if he didn’t do it, Sangwoo would have to do it, so he had no choice.

Sangwoo came out of the bathroom when Jaeyoung finished sweeping the room and was drinking water. The other party was in a state with wet hair and wearing both the upper and lower parts, different from when they entered with only underwear. Seeing that the other party took a long shower, Jaeyoung made a sarcastic remark.

“Were you jerking off in there?”

“…”

He just said that, but it seemed true judging by his expression. Sangwoo stood still with an anxious face. As he handed a glass of water, he drank it all at once, and his gaze carefully looked at Jaeyoung’s face.

“You’re not leaving, huh?”

“Going.”

Looking at the clock, it was almost noon.

“Lunchtime, huh?”

“I’ll find something to eat myself.”

In the cupboard, there were only ready-to-eat authentic curry dishes. He wanted to buy food for him, but judging by his expression, he would probably be rejected with the reason ‘I want to be alone’ That’s probably it.

Sangwoo hesitated as he tried to sit down on the chair and ended up sitting halfway. When asked what was wrong, the other party gestured for him to hurry up. Jaeyoung knew that now was the time to retreat, but he couldn’t bring himself to step back.

“Do you have to go part-time today?”

“I will take a break first, then go.”

Where are you going in that condition? Where is your phone.”

The other party’s face seemed puzzled as to why he was asking like that. Jaeyoung glanced around the room before walking over to search Sangwoo’s backpack and took out his phone. Sangwoo simply drank water and slumped onto the desk as if he didn’t care about what Jaeyoung was going to do. Jaeyoung looked at the other party thoughtfully, dialed the game store owner’s number, and made the call.

[Sangwoo. Is there something wrong?]

“Hello. I’m a close friend of Sangwoo’s. Today, he’s not feeling well, so I’ll work in his place.”

[Oh, is he really unwell?]

“I don’t think he can go anywhere today.”

[Have you worked at a game store before?]

Although he had no working part-time anywhere other than a restaurant, Jaeyoung chose to answer yes. The store owner told him to come in thirty minutes and expressed concern for Sangwoo. After hanging up, Jaeyoung turned to face Sangwoo, who was staring at him.

“…I don’t think you need to do that.”

“You can stay here.”

“But there’s a lot of cleaning to do. Plus, organizing the storage room, preparing food, and handling the money.”

“I’ll take care of it myself.”

Sangwoo sighed with a face that Jaeyoung couldn’t tell if he didn’t trust him or if he felt guilty.

“Thank you. I’ll transfer today’s wages to you once the salary is out.”

Jaeyoung blinked his eyes. He didn’t expect to receive such a simple thank you, but he didn’t miss the opportunity for a good gesture.

“Don’t worry about the money. Let me ask something else instead.”

“What do you mean?”

“Starting tomorrow, save me with a new name.”

He said as he slipped the phone into Sangwoo’s hand, actually accidentally seeing that his own number was still recorded as ‘NonPaddler 3’, in the midst of searching through the address book. Sangwoo responded casually, as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“Sure.”

The condition is that you must add a special symbol.”

“What symbol?”

“There is a prohibition , no words like graphic, design, artistic, intense, hyung, included.”

Sangwoo’s face seemed to say, ‘I don’t understand what you’re talking about at all,’ for a moment before changing back to a calm expression.

“Understood.”

“Then take a break.”

Jaeyoung licked his lips on the other side and headed towards the door.

‘Why do I have to have sympathy to this extent?’

He wondered as he walked down the stairs, why he had to pretend to be sympathetic. Although he was skilled at pretending to be gentle, fundamentally, Jaeyoung was a human who cared little about others. Wherever he went, he always maintained basic manners, but he hated annoying things and wasn’t a soft-hearted person. However, he didn’t know why Jaeyoung felt sympathy for the person sitting hunched over the table.

Jaeyoung started the car and drove out, but his destination wasn’t home. He headed towards the most delicious restaurant in the area, bought kimchi stew, spicy tofu stew, and two servings of rice, wrapped them up, and bought skinsoothing ointment from a pharmacy for the swollen, discolored skin. He stopped by a convenience store and picked up drinks, seat cushions, snacks, eggs, fresh meat, stir-fry dishes, and fruits according to his thoughts, then paid and realized he was holding two large plastic bags. Finally, he stopped by a bakery and bought some bread before driving back to Sangwoo’s house.

After knocking on the door and waiting for a moment, the door opened, and he walked past Sangwoo, who was standing in an unusual posture, and placed the six bags on the floor.

“Eat this now, and save this for a warm meal later.”

He took out the stew and placed it on the table, put the seat cushion on the chair, and stored the bottled fruit juice, yogurt, other snacks, and fresh fruits in the refrigerator.

“The rest, if you’re hungry, take it out and eat.”

He placed the box of fruit, the bag of chewy snacks, and the bag of bread on the floor, all of them before picking up the medicine in the small leaf bag and squeezing it into Mr. Sangwoo’s hand.

This part is for applying when it hurts.”

 

 

Sangwoo frowned as if he didn’t understand. Jaeyoung walked to the door, determined to really leave this time. But in the end, he couldn’t take it anymore, turned around again, kicked off the single shoe he had on, threw it halfway, and walked back into the room, grabbing the absent minded figure of the man and hugging him tightly. Sangwoo handed himself over quietly without resistance.

“Last night was really great.”

Jaeyoung spoke softly. Even though he acted as if he didn’t feel anything, deep down in his mind was filled with Sangwoo’s joyful expression. After a moment, Sangwoo responded.

“No, that’s a lie. You didnt cum, hyung.”

“Well, I cummed once, isn’t it?”

“Because I’m not good enough, right?”

“Not even a bit.”

Even though Jaeyoung had to both coax and comfort the other party, and even had to endure some insults, in the end, things turned out fine. It was a bit regrettable that it was mistimed.

“Take a break. And don’t think about practicing anything strange.”

“Okay.”

Jaeyoung hurriedly left, thinking that it wouldn’t be safe to stand so close together like this. Sangwoo didn’t stop him.

Jaeyoung descended the stairs clumsily. As soon as he came out of the building, he was greeted by the clear sky. However, he didn’t go straight to the car, but instead stopped to bask in the sunlight next to the bike parking area, smoking a cigarette.

‘Have you achieved your goal?’

After being rejected so earnestly, despite having an important matter ahead of him, how difficult it must have been. Jaeyoung squeezed out every trick in the book to try and sleep with Chu Sangwoo once, and he had to use superhuman patience to avoid touching the other party even by a fingertip. When he got what he wanted, he should have felt relieved and ready to dump him, but behind that satisfaction was a sense of uneasiness that he didn’t understand. 

Jaeyoung didn’t like this clouded feeling at all.

“Or is it because I did not cum like that kid said?”

He smiled slightly and extinguished the cigarette he had just smoked, tossing it into the trash bin after only half a drag.

⌘W.

The next day, Sangwoo appeared in the office at the same time with an expression as if nothing had happened. Jaeyoung hoped to see the other party not wearing a helmet because he left it in his car, but the man put on a slightly older-looking helmet that had a similar design but seemed more worn out. He didn’t expect there to be a spare one. “We haven’t seen each other for a while.” Yoona greeted and glanced at Jaeyoung.

“Yes.”

Sangwoo strode in, placed his backpack on the empty table, unzipped it, and took out a notebook. After plugging the mouse into the computer, instead of sitting down, Sangwoo picked up something and threw it to Jaeyoung. In a white plastic bag with the pharmacy’s logo, there was a belt buckle, a pair of black shorts, and a folded pair of Jaeyoung’s socks, as if they had been washed for him.

“Giving you the things you left behind. I want my hat back. And then…”

The other party spoke calmly. Then they turned to make sure Yoona was looking the other way, then leaned in closer to Jaeyoung before using their hand to cover their mouth and whisper softly in his ear.

“Did you put on my underwear? Bring them back tomorrow.”

“Ha? Oh…”

Jaeyoung spoke hesitantly, like a timid person.

“And I did as you requested.”

Sangwoo handed him a phone. When he received it and unlocked it, he found a contact list. He scrolled down with excitement, searching for the name that used to be around but is now somewhere else. He scrolled and scrolled, continuously, and finally found it.

[Jaeyoung, ㅅㅂ♨.]

“…”

Although he did not expect the other party to save his name as

“JaeyoungHyung♥.” immediately, he thought it was a bit too much. And even though the words “Hyung, ㅅㅂ.” were considered prohibited terms which meant “elder brother.” he saw them as something else now.

“Translator’s note: ㅅㅂ. In this case, it is an abbreviation for 선배, which means “senior” “Sunbae = elder brother”. However, by chance (?) the word 씨발 or 시발 is pronounced as ‘sheebal’ or ‘shibal’. The ‘shee’ part of the first word is pronounced heavier is a curse word meaning fuck, shit. And its abbreviation is ㅅㅂ, just like this.”

“Are you satisfied?”

Sangwoo took the phone from Jaeyoung’s hand, who was still staring at the screen until it was almost dark, and put it in his backpack.

“This symbol, what does it mean?”

“Do I have to tell you?”

“Hmm.”

“I’ve tried looking at all the symbols. That one suits you “hyung” the most.”  “It’s not a star ☆. It’s not an emphasis symbol, ※. It’s not a musical note, ♬, which means relaxation, but it’s ♨, which means a hot bath. Just kidding.”

“Well, it’s always boiling hot. When I’m with you, hyung.”

“…”

 

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