CRANK 23

Isn’t he worried about dying of embarrassment before he dies of the cold? No… wait, with that body, he probably wouldn’t be embarrassed. Unconsciously, my gaze drifted further and further downward. I should clarify: my body wasn’t bad, either. I had exercised to play a police officer role in my last drama, and I even had abdominal muscles that were just barely visible.

However, it couldn’t be compared to Woo Dobin’s body. It hurt my pride, but it was the truth. Woo Dobin’s body was almost an inverted triangle. His shoulders didn’t look like they had been built up through exercise; his bone structure just seemed different from the start, and he had chiseled abs that made me feel sorry to even compare myself to him. On top of that, why was his skin so good? I couldn’t find a single blemish on his slightly damp, supple skin.

It’s hilarious for me, someone who works on TV, to be saying this, but it really was a body you’d only see on television. I remembered a comment I had seen in passing on Woo Dobin’s SNS earlier.

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Do you remember, Oppa? The two of us went to loot the Louvre, but you pretended to be a statue and only I got caught.

Was that statue David? No, the statue of David didn’t have shoulders that wide. He wasn’t that tall, and his face wasn’t that small. And above all else, that… that….

I couldn’t stop my gaze from repeatedly drifting downward. No… stop it…. Even as I thought that, it was hard to resist the temptation. Past the hip bones, a white towel came into view, and underneath that, I could see the silhouette poking through the towel. Thick thighs, and the outline of that—which looked several times larger than David’s.

Is it just my imagination? It looked even bigger than before.

“Sunbae.”

“You….”

“I’m sorry. No matter what I do, it won’t go down.”

No matter what you do? What did you do? I wanted to ask, but I didn’t want to ask. As expected, Woo Dobin apologized. Right, an apology is an apology. The problem is that it wasn’t the kind of apology I had imagined.

“It’s because I kept thinking about you being outside, Sunbae….”

Woo Dobin crept closer to me.

“Even the body wash smells like you, Sunbae….”

Of course it does, I’m the one who uses it, you crazy guy.

“So, what… are you saying.”

Maybe it was because I was drunk; my speech was slurring. Woo Dobin’s gaze shifted to the sake bottle, then returned to me.

“Did you drink all that? In that time?”

“Hey, you kept… not coming out. I thought you were dead and almost reported it, you know.”

As I babbled on out of embarrassment, Woo Dobin, who had come even closer, crouched down in front of me.

You crazy guy, don’t crouch. If you crouch, the towel opens up and the space between your legs is… that is….

There was nowhere to look. Apart from that, I kept looking. My gaze was wavering. This was, well, it was that. I was looking because it was fascinating. …Isn’t it? Am I a hopeless pervert? I’d never once been interested in a man’s crotch before, so why all of a sudden? Is it because Woo Dobin is too handsome? Is it because it’s so big that I can’t believe it belongs to a human?

Whether he knew my heart or not, Woo Dobin placed his hand on the nape of my neck with a calm face. When his cold hand, still slightly damp, touched me, my body shriveled up.

“You’re hot…. Are you really drunk now?”

Woo Dobin’s hand moved slowly. It felt like heat was spreading from my knee, where Woo Dobin’s that had touched earlier.

Wait a minute…. Wait, this is a bit…. I don’t know the reason, but the feeling was strange. My body was instinctively warning me. This was dangerous. I hesitated and moved backward, but it wasn’t long before my back was blocked by the sofa.

“…Hey.”

I could feel that my voice was heavily suppressed. What kind of atmosphere is this? Woo Dobin kept coming closer. Even though it felt like he couldn’t get any closer, he narrowed the distance. Before I knew it, Woo Dobin had placed his hands on either side of me, trapping me in his arms.

That wasn’t the end of it. Woo Dobin slipped into the space between my legs. My legs spread open on their own.

“…Sunbae.”

Woo Dobin, who gradually shifted his weight toward me, pushed his knees between my parted legs. Then, he rubbed his face against the nape of my neck. He was just like a dog. A dog begging for love from its owner.

“…W—wait a second.”

My heart was beating so fast I thought it would burst. It’s because of the alcohol. It has to be because of the alcohol.

“…Sunbae.”

Damn it. Woo Dobin’s voice was too dangerous. It was even lower than usual. He hadn’t done anything, yet his breathing was intense. Woo Dobin’s still-damp hair tickled the nape of my neck.

“Haa….”

“Ugh. Hey, you….”

Woo Dobin’s hot breath hit my collarbone. A red light was flashing violently in my head. Dangerous, this was dangerous. I shook my head wildly. The intoxication had reached the top of my head. My body was being dominated by the alcohol. I wanted to believe that.

I grabbed Woo Dobin’s forearm. That firm forearm with nothing on it. I didn’t even know if I was stopping him or clinging to him.

Woo Dobin snapped his head up to look at me. There was no focus in his eyes. It looked like he had lost his mind. Woo Dobin’s Adam’s apple moved up and down. Then, his cold hand suddenly reached inside my pajama top. I flinched, my body trembling. I really couldn’t let this go any longer.

“Hey, s—stop….”

Even to my own ears, it was too foolish a tone to call it resistance. I pushed on Woo Dobin’s chest with both hands, but as if to prove that he had been holding back on purpose, his huge body didn’t budge an inch.

“…Sunbae.”

The hand teasing my side grew bolder. Woo Dobin’s other hand came toward my face, messed up my hair slightly, swept quickly across my eyelids, passed over the bridge of my nose, and toyed with my lips.

Every time he did that, my body reacted. My eyelashes fluttered, and my breathing grew rapid. The hand that had lingered on my lips for a while disappeared. And… Woo Dobin’s face came closer. The moment I thought his face filled my vision, something damp touched my lips.

By the time I realized the situation and tried to resist, Woo Dobin’s tongue was already relentlessly sweeping across my lips.

“Huu….”

Strength naturally went into my hands clutching his firm forearm. Woo Dobin’s tongue was endlessly slow and soft, then suddenly urgent and impatient, as if he couldn’t stand it for even a second.

Woo Dobin entered my mouth as if he were going to swallow everything. Then, he suddenly calmed down and slowly traced my teeth. He gently tickled the roof of my mouth, then wrapped around the root of my tongue as if to pull it out. All I could do was just receive Woo Dobin’s tongue safely. My breath was reaching my chin, and my head was foggy.

Finally, Woo Dobin pulled his lips away with an embarrassing sound. Woo Dobin gasped for breath, his lips glistening with saliva. I sat there blankly, eyes half-lidded, unable to say a word. What is happening? What did we just do?

Woo Dobin, who gave me one more light kiss, smiled subtly. Why is he smiling?

“Sunbae….”

The large hand that had been on my side moved down, and down.

“You, too….”

And then, tap, he touched mine.

“Hut.”

“You’re aroused.”

I followed Woo Dobin’s gaze downward. Are you kidding me. It was true. My yellow pajamas were poking out. And Woo Dobin’s large hand was gradually approaching that spot. My foggy mind snapped to. The intoxication that had risen to the top of my head vanished in an instant.

“Arghhh!”

I didn’t intend to. I really didn’t do it on purpose. I was just too flustered. Because of my that which had suddenly grown, Woo Dobin’s hand approaching without hesitation, and the intoxication that made me feel like I would be swept away by the strangely flowing atmosphere.

I kicked him. Woo Dobin.

They say people display superhuman strength in dangerous situations. Or perhaps, it could be that Woo Dobin didn’t expect it at all.

Thud— A sound effect like something out of a movie echoed, and Woo Dobin was hit squarely in the chest by my kick and fell backward.

As he had said himself, Woo Dobin’s body was sturdy. He said he could handle action scenes without a stunt double. So, even if he was hit squarely by my kick—I who had never hit anyone before—it shouldn’t have been a big problem.

It shouldn’t have been. That is, if Woo Dobin hadn’t been looking at me with the table behind his back.