SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 29: Syntax Error #15

SMNTCERR, Special Chapter 29: Syntax Error #15. 

   “Heh, heh…”

   Jaeyoung continued to hold Sangwoo tightly, which made Sangwoo’s body tremble. Suddenly, he raised his face and moved down to find Sangwoo’s lips, his finger snaking through his hair, followed by his hand cupping his cheek. They were both out of breath, and had to exhale every two to three seconds, but their lips immediately connected.

   Jaeyoung pressed his nose down until it touched and gently brushed his cheeks, nose, mouth, and other random spots. Sangwoo was able to express his feelings after the love making they had just experienced.

   “When I traveled for work somewhere, you must have been hungry for it?”

   His voice was hoarse for a moment, and the sound that came out lacked continuity.

   “My love, you shouldn’t be able to say that sentence. Even if you don’t see my face you will still cum.”

   Jaeyoung responded with a laugh, and the other’s hair stood up with sweat, his chest rising and falling heavily as if he had just run a long distance.  “Hot.”

   Jaeyoung slowly pulled his body away from Sangwoo’s. Then, he sat down and began to unbutton, but after a few attempts, he struggled to remove it, wet like a taut t-shirt with a lack of patience. It seemed difficult for a shirt that clung tightly to the sweat-soaked body, and ultimately, the tearing sound became louder.

   “I put on a fitted shirt, and this is how it turns out.”

   Jaeyoung threw away a piece of fabric that was once a shirt, which looked good on the wall before he took off the sweat-stained and stained boxer briefs and kicked them far away.

   ‘It’s best not to wear anything at all.’ 

   Sangwoo picked up a condom and put it on himself. As he sat on  Jaeyoung’s lap without hesitation and started kissing, the person being kissed tightly wrapped their arms around Sangwoo’s waist. Jaeyoung cock gently brushed against the inside of Sangwoo’s legs as he moved back and forth, if you didn’t see the whitish stains stuck under the condom you wouldn’t know if it has been released or not.

   “Darling, shall we gamble this time?”

   “Hmm? Gamble what?”

   “Whoever cum first has to give the other person a blowjob fifty million times.”

   “No, thanks.”

   While Sangwoo changed to a new condom and applied lube on it, Jaeyoung continued to talk aimlessly as if he were at ease, like a group of celebrities. But as Sangwoo pulled him closer and swallowed that part of him with his love hole, the expression on Jaeyoung’s face changed.

   “Hey… wait.”

   Jaeyoung used his other hand to stroke Sangwoo’s shoulder and let out a low moan before lifting him up to lie down again with a lustful expression.

   “It’s my turn now. Now you keep still.”

   Sangwoo pushed his shoulder aside, hearing that, Jaeyoung smiled devilishly like a drunk person.

   “What if I don’t?”

   “Then I’ll tie your hands together, eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.”

   “You want me to beg for a real touch but only speak…”

   Jaeyoung used both hands to hold Sangwoo’s buttocks and smiled teasingly. Then, Sangwoo pushed the chest of the man he cherished, causing him to collapse back onto the pillow instead of giving an answer.

   ***

   “…until then, I still thought that he was just a planner, a bit straightforward, but on the last day when we were drinking together, he just couldn’t stop talking. I listened to him bragging about his daughter for two hours.”

   “Does he have a daughter? When I talked to him on the phone, it seemed like he said he was still single.”

   “Oh, well, he went back and forth and it seems that he has three daughters now. I also learned Danish with him, you know.”

   Jaeyoung raised his finger to write words in the air, silently reciting the words that Sangwoo couldn’t hear.

   “Offensive words.”

   “How do you know?”

   According to the resume, Jaeyoung can speak five languages, but if we count just the offensive words, he can curse in fourteen languages.

   “Oh. And he said he would invite us to his wedding, so I accepted.”

   “When can we meet to get the invitation?”

   “One day…maybe.”

   Sangwoo frowned, initially he was hesitant about the number of guests attending the wedding. It had already increased significantly from the number he initially planned. However, Jaeyoung insisted on adding two more guests before Choi Yoona, who had originally declined the invitation because it was too far, changed her mind and decided to come along. This caused the need to add one more person, creating a real headache.

   “So…183 people?”

   “I’m not satisfied with the number.”

   The number Sangwoo initially set was a specific number. He believed that the special number 1 and himself, who could be divisible by it, were fitting for the ceremony that claimed to love only the couple. Therefore, he disliked the number 183, which was a composite number.

   “It’s too many divisible numbers.”

   “Then let’s add four more people, making it 187 people, to match my height.”

   “Height is a number that changes with time. What does it even mean?”

   “What? Are you saying that I will shrink when I get old?”

   “…I didn’t mean it that way, the latest measurement of your height was 188, not 180 or something, the height is a variable number, that’s it.”

   It might be because of my thick socks, or maybe it’s because of the shoe inserts, but either way, Jaeyoung firmly believes that he grew one centimeter taller. 

   “I was just joking about that.”

   “…”

   “Well then, let’s go with 189 people, it’s a prime number, right?”

   “No, the numbers that can be divided evenly are 1, 3, 7, 9, 21, 27, 63, and

  1. I strongly disagree with choosing numbers that have too many divisors.”

   Hearing Sangwoo speak seriously, Jaeyoung burst into laughter as if he heard a joke.

   “In that case, let’s set the date for the 4th day, April at 4 o’clock and 44 minutes. Let’s invite 44 people.”

   “Are you still playing? Do you think that skepticism and the desire for everything to be perfect for me are the same?”

   “No, it’s not the same. I don’t believe in those superstitions.”

   Jaeyoung playfully leaned against Sangwoo’s back without hiding his laughter. Then he kissed his neck.

   “Then how about 191? Is it a prime number?”

   “Oh.”

   “Let’s go with that one then, it’s like rate 19+[1] perfect.”

   “Okay.”

   Sangwoo sighed, the starting rate of the wedding guests was around 53% of the current number, but now it has increased so much that it’s difficult to call it a “small wedding.”

   “It’s all because of you, 101 the guests would be all complete now.”

   “No, I don’t really like it, it reminds me of Dalmatians.”

   “…”

   “Sangwooya.”

   “What?”

   “How many guests will there be? the important matter between the two of us is getting married.”

   “It’s a joke. And not long ago, you were still saying that if the song Salut d’Amour played, you wouldn’t get married.”

   “Ah… that song doesn’t really matter, you know.”

   Sangwoo heard a loud yawn from behind, he pulled Jaeyoung’s arm and lightly tapped his head, while the hand that was hugging his waist tightened. At the same time, he felt something that he assumed to be Jaeyoung’s lips pressing against his neck before pulling away. 

   Although he enjoyed sleeping and talking like this, Sangwoo wondered how long he had to let himself stay in this state, because Jaeyoung, who was currently dozing off, had finished cummed but still seemed unwilling to let Sangwoo’s body rest. 

   “Darling, I want to take a shower.”

   “Let’s stay like this for a little longer.”

   “How long is ‘a little’?”

   “Ten minutes.”

   A large hand rested on his head and ruffled his hair. This conversation had happened three times before, but Jaeyoung still didn’t let go of Sangwoo’s waist. There was one time where he shifted his body and the disgusting and fearful thing almost slipped out, but he said, ‘Poor little child’, breathed, and shoved it back in.

   After Jaeyoung promised not to do anything and left the other party alone like that, Sangwoo thought that if the other party tried to do anything even a little, he would get up immediately. But Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo from behind and remained calm, playing with the back of Sangwoo’s body with pleasure, by brushing his shoulders and sliding his fingers along the spine.

   Then he whispered sweet-nothings into his ear before blowing air into it.

   The hand that had previously been rubbing the back for a moment climbed up along the spinal bones and came up to the point where there was a tattoo.

   Jaeyoung kissed that spot gently.

   “But my dear, why did you lose weight so much during the time we didn’t see each other?”

   ‘No, not really.’ 

   After going through a period of growth, even though Sangwoo maintained the same weight, sometimes Jaeyoung would find him thin, weak, or sullen. During those times, when he brought up the topic of weight, the other party would often argue that their eyes and hands were more accurate, so it would be better to listen to what the other party wanted to understand.

   “I wasn’t with you for six days. I was stressed and burned more energy, I think.”

   “Really? Is that so?”

   “Um, yes.”

   “I thought I would find something delicious for you to eat since I went to the market.”

   “…we are going on a vacation already. Why are we going to the market?”

   “Don’t complain.”

   Jaeyoung hugged Sangwoo’s waist tighter than before.

   ‘You wanna go to the market today. Even though we’re going on a three-week vacation tomorrow. You’re really strange.’ 

   According to Jaeyoung’s style, he probably bought several things according to his desires. Not only food to eat today, but of course everything would be frozen. The smart choice for a day like this would be to order delivery or go to a nearby restaurant.

   ‘And we still haven’t packed anything yet.’ 

   He was worried since the other party had a work schedule outside before the vacation. So he scolded the other party to prepare in advance, but of course, Jaeyoung traveled to Denmark leaving his empty suitcase as before.

   ‘We will travel the day after tomorrow. Need to clean up.’ 

   Since Jaeyoung wasn’t at home for six days, the house was surprisingly well maintained, but they still had to dust because they wouldn’t be at home for a long time and left the cat alone. Even though the neighbors would come to check on it twice a day, they only came to take care of the cat.

   There were many things to do, but Jaeyoung still had an insatiable appetite and kept the parking card on the bed with the excuse that it was cold outside.

   Sangwoo finished thinking and opened his mouth to speak.

   “Now I should get up… There’s still a lot to do. First, let’s go take a shower and talk about dinner together, just showering. If you think about starting again, I will get really angry. Right now, I think ordering food is a better option than cooking, so let’s order food. And while we wait for the food to be delivered, I will dust off and tidy up.”

   “…”

   “Hey?”

   He started feeling uneasy when he saw the hand that used to tightly hold his waist comfortably lie down on the bed and heard the constant sound of breathing from behind when he tried to listen closely. When he turned his face to look, he realized that Jaeyoung was sleeping.

   “Hey, Jang Jaeyoung!”

   Sangwoo shook the other person’s shoulder before he fell into a deep sleep, but it was useless. Even though he called his name near his ear, there was no movement, but rather, it seemed more like a coma.

   Considering the time difference, the flight time, and Jaeyoung’s habit of watching movies on the plane without sleeping, it could be predicted that the other person had been awake for about twelve hours already, and if that was true, he wouldn’t wake up until tomorrow morning.

   “You’ve done too much. Damnit.”

   Sangwoo took a deep breath and got up from the bed. His legs were trembling, but he slowly crawled to collect the clothes that needed to be washed, including the scattered condoms, and made the bed. Then, he took a damp towel and wiped Jaeyoung’s body before dressing him in a fresh pair of underwear.

   Before leaving, he had something to do. Sangwoo climbed onto the bed and tightly hugged the sleeping Jaeyoung. Then he whispered clearly into the other person’s ear.

   “I want to marry Chu Sangwoo.”

   Even though Jaeyoung happily accepted Sangwoo’s proposal five years ago, he now had thoughts of whether to get married or not. Jaeyoung firmly believed that even if there were no legal documents, he was content with his current life, and his life right now wasn’t any different from being married, so he didn’t know how it would be different. Sangwoo failed to persuade the other person with logic, and after that, he tried to brainwash Jaeyoung whenever he had the chance and when Jaeyoung was not conscious.

   “I want to marry Chu Sangwoo.”

   After repeating the same sentence five times, Jaeyoung’s lips twitched, revealing a hint of a smile. This was a sign of receiving some kind of idea or suggestion. Sangwoo moved closer, observing his every move. Jaeyoung blushed slightly and muttered.

   “Chu Sangwoo…”

   “Marry.”

   “Me.”

   “I want to marry Chu Sangwoo.”

   “Sangwoo… cute…”

   “I want to marry.”

   “Have… sex.”

   Sangwoo thought about whether to fluff the pillow on his boyfriend’s face before taking out the cloth to wipe.

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   [1] Korean rating 19+ = Normal rating is 18+, the numbering discrepancy is due to the Korean age counting system including the years spent in the womb. 

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