SMNTCERR, Chapter 63: Yellow #5.

So, you’re going to study abroad, huh? Your girlfriend doesn’t mind?”

Instantly, anger surged within him. He lifted the soju glass and drank it all before slamming it down with a loud noise.

“Can you handle it?”

Suddenly, the atmosphere fell silent. Seeing the eyes that secretly observed him, he reluctantly relaxed his expression.

“Let’s talk about something else.”

“Um, speaking of which, are you close with Yoona? Do you know what she’s up to? Does she have a boyfriend?”

It seemed like he didn’t want to show any interest in someone who had no hope at all. Jaeyoung replied that he didn’t know either and hoped to change the topic of conversation.

“I think Choi Yoona is strange. Whenever we meet, she always acts tough towards me.”

“You’re looking at the world too positively. Her behavior is bad. When she hates someone, she doesn’t hide it.”

“I don’t think she hates me. It seems like she’s showing more interest, like those in shoujo manga.”

“Oh, what a delusion of yours? She hates people like you more than anything.”

Yoona and Jaeyoung’s styles were similar, meaning they had to be people with style, sense, and maturity. Jaeyoung thought of some people who didn’t fit the above description at all and realized that the word “style” was useless.

His style was dull, there was no sense, and asking if he had any maturity was like saying he was a toddler just learning to walk. However, falling in love with someone didn’t depend on those conditions. The evidence was Jaeyoung, who was hit by the unseemly Giant Bebe, who had no sense and looked so dark that he was stunned and stiffened.

“It’s not true. Normally, girls like Yoona tend to go for soft and gentle guys like me.”

‘Just said it was not true, damn it. You keep repeating the same thing.’

Jaeyoung imagined how Yoona would react when she heard those words and felt a surge of anger. He thought about going out for a cigarette, but he had never encountered such a boring group of drinkers before. He used to be able to have fun anywhere, but now everything seemed dull, including the alcohol, food, and people.

As he approached the door, he heard a familiar ringing sound coming from behind him. Although it was his phone ringing, Jaeyoung pushed the door open without questioning who was calling.

“Oh, damn it. Check the name on the phone.”

“Wow… definitely a girlfriend. Let me see, what’s her name?”

“Oh, that’s a good idea.”

Jaeyoung turned around and stumbled back until his leg hit the corner of the table, but he didn’t have time to care.

“Hello? Hey, who’s this?”

“Probably someone else. Ask quickly, sunbae.”

“Sorry, don’t you know the name of the phone owner…”

Jaeyoung arrived at the table in a hurry and grabbed the phone from the other person’s hand. As he pressed the phone to his ear, he heard a quiet voice at the other end of the line.

[Why are you asking for my name?]

“…”

The voice immediately eliminated the hatred and anger that had just surged up. Jaeyoung stood still, holding the phone to his ear for a moment.

[Jaeyoung…hyung, are you too busy to answer the phone?]

“Wait a minute.”

Jaeyoung muttered before grabbing his wallet and stuffing his wallet and belongings into his pants pocket. The dizziness from the alcohol made him feel a little dizzy. When he walked out, he heard the other screaming and asking where he was going to go, so he turned around to answer.

“I don’t want to drink anymore. Let me go first.”

“Huh? What? Why are you leaving now?”

“You went on to pick up someone else’s phone, what the hell did you think I was going to do? It’s annoying.”

“Huh? What the hell are you talking about? Hey, that bastard is crazy.”  The young man slammed the table so hard that the water bottle spilled.

Although the other person looked angry, Jaeyoung didn’t care at all and hurried the girl to the door.

“Stay calm. Keep calm, senior. That man is drunk.”

“Uh, fuck… a little teasing and he is that pissed off…”

He already has bad manners. We’re better off drinking together.”

Jaeyoung pushed the door open and walked into the quiet commercial building. He sat down on the stairs and slowly lifted his phone to his ear, the call still connected.

“Sangwoo.”

He called the other person’s name cautiously, as if it were the first time he had ever called him, even though he had called him a hundred times before.

[Are you at a bar?]

“I was earlier, but I left.”

[Are you drunk?]

“Not that much.”

[Is something wrong?]

“No, not really.”

[It sounded like someone was screaming. Did things get out of hand?]

“No, why did you call?”

He took the phone away from his ear to check the time. Sangwoo was probably done with his part-time job and on his way home.

[Oh… it’s Saturday today, right?]

“Yes.”

[And tomorrow is Sunday.]

“And the day after that is Monday.”

As the alcohol entered his mouth, his thoughts didn’t become more complicated. Jaeyoung stood up and walked along the street, stopping to look at the cars passing by.

[And the day after that is Tuesday… not Wednesday. Oh, damn…]

He raised his hand and waved. Then the taxi slowly moved forward and stopped in front of him. Jaeyoung opened the door and sat down in the passenger seat.

[Was I wrong to call you?]

“Whether you could or not, it’s up to you, but there must be a reason for calling, right?”

Jaeyoung put his hand over the phone before telling the driver his address and quickly picked up the phone again to hold it to his ear.

[Is there a reason…? Yes, I have.]

“What is it?”

[Even though I have, I might not want to tell you.]

“If you don’t tell me, how are you going to achieve your goal in calling me?”  [That matters… I’ve already achieved my goal. It’s nothing.] Jaeyoung is not sure whether Chu Sangwoo is honest or a fox.

“Then can I hang up?”

[Sure.]

“…”

[But… don’t hang up yet.]

“Why?”

[I want to talk on the phone with you like this until I get home.]

A few sincere words can melt Jaeyoung’s heart, and his defense power became 0, so he always feels defenseless when facing the other party.

“And when you are home, what’s next?”

[I’ll take a shower and then maybe test a new game.]

He fidgets and the view outside the window moves but he wants it to move faster. He tightens his grip on the phone and asks Sangwoo.

“What game are you testing?”

[I downloaded LXT and Evil Scroll. Oh, and yesterday I watched a preview of an RPG game that Mecon will release on the 22nd. It looks a bit like Wevan.]

Jaeyoung didn’t interrupt and listened until the end. The end of the call analyzed the similarities and differences between Veggie Venturer and the other game for more than five minutes, but Jaeyoung didn’t feel bored at all.

“It’s just a similar atmosphere, and in reality, they are different games.

Fortunately, the main issues of the games are not the same.”

[How can they be the same? You, hyung have a strange way of thinking that others can’t think alike.]

“Is this a compliment?”

[Because you hyung have a thought process that is so strange that others can’t think alike.]

“That’s a backhanded compliment.”

Suddenly, he saw a familiar path, a path he had walked to send Sangwoo on weekends two or three times before. His heart began to beat loudly, as if a switch had been turned on. Jaeyoung took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before whispering softly.

What about after that?”

[Check my email and go to bed.]

“Before going to bed, will you open the Jang Jaeyoung folder?”

[…]

“Why didn’t you answer?”

At the end of a dark street, a man wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and jeans was walking. Although he was quite far away, Jaeyoung guessed the person accurately and signaled to get off. The taxi slowed down gradually until it stopped completely.

[Don’t tease me like that. It’s a phenomenon of physiology.]

“I’m not kidding, really.”

[You already know the answer, why ask again?]

He paid for the taxi with a card, got out of the car and saw Sangwoo walking ahead about a hundred meters away.

“Will you open it or not? How else can I find out?”

[Ugh, fuck.]

The other person stopped and took out a phone to look, sometimes seeming like he wanted to throw it away. Jaeyoung stopped and waited until Sangwoo started walking again before following.

“Before, you didn’t seem to care when I talked about tough things. Why has it changed now?”

[I don’t know. It’s been chaotic lately.]

“So, are you going to open the Jang Jaeyoung folder or not?”

[At first, I thought I wouldn’t, but now I probably have to.]

“Why? When you hear my voice, does your blood rush to your cock muscles?”

[…]

Sangwoo turned into an alley. As he followed, he saw the apartment building.

Jaeyoung continued to walk at a distance.

“Sangwooya, why aren’t you answering?”

[Annoying.]

“Am I annoying you?”

[You just talk about obscene things and don’t take responsibility.]

“I can take responsibility…”

[What are you talking about? That’s it.]

 

 

Sangwoo stopped in front of the building, his mouth saying he was going to hang up, but he remained still holding the phone to his ear. When Jaeyoung pressed to end the call, Sangwoo lowered the phone and stared at the screen before shouting out.

“You bastard!”

Normally, he probably would have thought that way. Jaeyoung hurriedly walked ahead, step by step, while the other side pushed the glass door and prepared to step in. He caught up and hugged the back tightly.

“By myself.”

With the intention of shaking himself out with quick movements, Sangwoo slowly lowered his elbows. Jaeyoung could feel his heart beating fast, his arms tightening around him, just hugging him, the fleeting feelings spread throughout his body, he buried his nose and throat in the embrace of the person and took a deep breath, then the feeling of dizziness mixed with the feeling of losing consciousness.

“Anyway, 3D must be better than 2D, right?”

He took a moment to compose himself before speaking. Sangwoo didn’t laugh at that awkward statement.

From just nuzzling the other person’s neck slowly with his nose, he became bolder, Jaeyoung’s lips pressed down on his white skin, and he sucked until there was a loud sound, kissing, kissing, everywhere he touched, it was impossible not to smell the sweet scent of the body that had been working in the game shop for hours, sometimes it might be because of the dizziness.

Jaeyoung thought he couldn’t concentrate anymore.

He nibbled on the thin skin at the back of his neck and used the tip of his tongue to lick up to the edge of his earlobe, and suddenly he felt the person in his arms jump. Jaeyoung hugged the trembling body tighter and licked along the curve of his earlobe, making him feel ticklish.

“Hyung…”

The hand that was initially just hugging Sangwoo moved to his chest and slid down his flat stomach through his shirt, then moved to his waist. Sangwoo held onto that hand tightly and murmured softly.

“Give me a moment… to prepare myself.”

Jaeyoung grabbed the other person’s arm and turned to face him instead of answering, his face reddened with the light and shadow of the streetlights.  Then Sangwoo looked away. Jaeyoung used his hand to lift the other person’s chin to face each other. ‘No.’

As he leaned in, the other person immediately pushed him away.

“Calm down a bit and we can do it later.”

‘I don’t want to.’

He kissed him again without saying anything, but this time he wasn’t immediately rejected, he sucked on Sangwoo’s lower lip. Then he used the tip of his tongue to tease his lips little by little, waiting for him to accept it, but the other person backed away and left.

“I’ve been working all day, I’m all dirty. Just one hour…”

‘I said no.’

He hadn’t finished speaking yet before, Jaeyoung closed his mouth again, wrapped his hands around Sangwoo’s neck, and leaned in to press his lips tightly together and slip his tongue into his mouth, hoping to make the other party unable to say anything. He didn’t think about anything meaningless, and only focused on him.

This time, Sangwoo didn’t resist, and held onto Jaeyoung’s shoulders as if he had surrendered, it seemed that even his stubbornness had diminished.

Sangwoo raised his toes and whispered in his ear.

“I know. I know.”

When he saw Sangwoo immediately suck and pull his tongue in, he thought of the first kiss they had, it was a kiss without layers, rushed, and didn’t hide anything. The other party approached him without saying anything, making Jaeyoung feel even hotter.

Sangwoo used his other hand to hold Jaeyoung’s cheek and leaned in to press his lips together, grinding his lips together until their teeth collided, and his tongue plunged deep into the root of his tongue, making him almost unable to breathe, and his open mouth made saliva flow to the tip of his chin.

Bang! The back of Jaeyoung’s neck hit the glass door. Sangwoo woke up violently. Jaeyoung used his back to push the door and pulled the other party into the dark building. He slid his hand under his shirt and placed his fingertips on Sangwoo’s waist. Then he slid up and hugged his neck with his hand. When he withdrew from the kiss and forgot to open his eyes for a moment, the closed eyes of Sangwoo opened, revealing the waves of emotion that were raging inside.

“You tasted like soju.”

The other party licked his lips, before Sangwooya said to him.

“Alcohol has the effect of depressing the central nervous system, which may cause temporary erectile dysfunction.” “Let’s go up and you can check for yourself.” ____________________________________.

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