When Jaechan looked at them with a puzzled expression, he saw a group of Espers wearing mischievous smiles directed at Han Kang.

    Judging by the way they reacted to Han Kang’s every move, they seemed desperate to tease the team’s youngest for being so protective and attentive toward someone. So he plays this kind of role here too, Jaechan thought, finding it funny as well.

    Since Han Kang had always lived being treated that way by his brothers at home—despite the large age gap—it seemed he couldn’t hide his “youngest sibling” energy no matter where he went.

    Jaechan watched them with interest. Having lived together for a long time, they seemed to know Han Kang inside and out. It was a heart-warming sight. Considering how Han Kang had acted so rudely to other Espers when they spoke on the phone last time, it was a relief to see that he was well-loved by his teammates.

    “Don’t you need to receive guiding? You trained all day today.”

    “I’ll take care of that myself.”

    Take care of it how? Jaechan looked at Han Kang with sharp eyes. Why wouldn’t he say a single word about getting guiding when he, his Guide, was standing right there?

    Quite some time had passed since Jaechan started living at the Center, but during that interval, Han Kang had been refusing guiding with all his might. The few times they did it, it was nothing more than light contact guiding, and the effort required to get even that far was so immense that Jaechan would be completely drained by the end of it.

    “Come here. Let me see if you need guiding.”

    Jaechan took a bold step toward Han Kang. Han Kang rolled his eyes slightly before crossing his arms tightly, hiding every inch of exposed skin. Does he think I won’t notice if he does that? Jaechan thought, narrowing his eyes. It was then that Han Kang spoke.

    “Look at the room first. Guiding… we can do that later. You said you’re staying all week anyway.”

    “It won’t be fun for you if your condition is bad later.”

    “I’m the one having the least amount of fun right now.”

    Leaving behind that grumpy reply, Han Kang even let out a sigh. For now, it seemed there was nothing to be gained by being stubborn. With the feeling of making a concession, Jaechan scanned Han Kang’s room.

    Taking a rough look, Han Kang’s room was quite neat. Contrary to his personality, Han Kang knew how to be tidy, and his organization was incredible.

    The bed was large, just like the one in the room next door; the wardrobe doors were closed; and as for the desk, it wasn’t even there, as if he never intended to use one in the first place.

    Instead, several movie posters were plastered on the walls. There was even a book on the nightstand next to the bed, and in front of it sat a frame containing a photo taken with Jaechan.

    When Jaechan raised his eyebrows in an “Oho,” Han Kang’s shoulders puffed up with pride. But it was short-lived; he soon hardened his expression again. He seemed to want to emphasize that he was currently very displeased.

    Regardless, Jaechan set down his bag and left Han Kang alone to head out to the living room. He thought he should greet everyone properly since they would be living face-to-face for the next week.

    Besides, shouldn’t he perform guiding when the situation called for it?

    Jaechan cleared his throat with a dry cough.

    “I am Jeon Jaechan, and I will be staying here as your resident Guide for the next week. I look forward to working with you.”

    The moment he finished his greeting, the teammates laughed good-naturedly and patted his shoulders in welcome. Though they had exchanged brief greetings earlier, now that the formal introduction had begun, everyone came forward to offer a handshake.

    He had briefly suspected they might be testing his guiding under the guise of a handshake. However, everyone had such pleasant, smiling faces that his doubts quickly vanished.

    Jaechan swallowed a low laugh and was about to turn back, saying, “Well then, I’ll be heading inside,” when…

    “This is our honeymoon suite now, so make sure to knock properly.”

    Han Kang added playfully. A loud cheer erupted, suggesting the words had been heard even outside the room.

    “I thought you hated the idea.”

    “I never said I liked it.”

    Jaechan wondered if his mood had softened, but apparently, that wasn’t the case. Still wearing a grumpy, hardened expression with a furrowed brow, Han Kang was massaging the back of his neck as if he were exhausted.

    The moment he saw that, Jaechan’s expression turned grim. Han Kang’s face, which had been sly just a moment ago, was gradually growing darker. Jaechan immediately checked the guiding levels on his watch.

    “Hey, this won’t do. Come here and get guided.”

    Jaechan spoke firmly and grabbed Han Kang’s wrist without asking for permission.

    What does he mean he’ll take care of it? Han Kang’s guiding level was on the verge of a Level 1 berserk state.

    Though it was just their skin touching, Jaechan could clearly feel the guiding wavelengths flowing out from his hand as if being sucked into a black hole.

    Generally, the rule was for the resident Guide to perform guiding in the dedicated room. However, there was no time to be picky about such things now.

    Looking at him now, it seemed his expression had been hardened since earlier because he was physically unwell. In the midst of that, as he tasted the guiding, a breath of relief broke out from Han Kang as if he were feeling refreshed.

    “Take your clothes off.”

    Speaking firmly, Jaechan was the first to pull off his T-shirt. Their guiding sessions still hadn’t progressed as far as kissing. Thus, they were limited to the contact guiding they had become accustomed to.

    Recalling that a larger surface area of contact was better, Jaechan even took off his pants with the intention of guiding him properly. But to his surprise, Han Kang remained exactly as he was, fully clothed.

    “What are you doing? I said take them off.”

    “How is this so easy for you?”

    Easy for who?

    Although there was some personal desire mixed into this guiding, it was strictly limited to Han Kang. Yet he called it easy? Jaechan felt a slight surge of anger at Han Kang’s attitude, which treated him like someone who would just strip and roll around with anyone.

    Who was the one trying to strip off his T-shirt the moment we got home earlier?

    Jaechan felt annoyed that he was acting this way just because the location had changed. He couldn’t afford to have an argument, so he silently pulled Han Kang and made him sit on the bed. After a moment of what seemed like resistance, Han Kang let out a deep sigh and took off his T-shirt.

    His densely packed muscles were truly beautiful to look at, no matter how many times he saw them. Normally, Jaechan would have admired his body, saying, “Your body is really pretty,” but he didn’t have the time for that now.

    Jaechan hugged Han Kang’s exposed body, bringing their skin into full contact. As the days of physical contact became more frequent, a craving for even greater guiding arose.

    The more he felt that, the more tightly he hugged Han Kang’s body. Each time, a fully relaxed breath escaped from the Esper, which only made the craving inside Jaechan swell even further.

    If we did something more than this, it would settle down immediately.

    Since he had become a Guide anyway, he wondered if he really had to stick to those boundaries. Before he knew it, Jaechan was pressing kisses all over Han Kang’s neck and collarbone area. His hands fumbled along the Esper’s hollowed spine.

    Han Kang’s breathing grew heavier. Whether the guiding was seeping in properly, his handsome features repeatedly distorted and smoothed out. Jaechan, who was checking on him with upturned eyes, pressed his body even closer against him.

    Jaechan, wearing only underwear, and Han Kang, still in his pants, had their groins come into full contact.

    “Hnn…”

    It was then that a hot groan erupted.

    Jaechan instinctively used his strength to push Han Kang down onto the bed. Climbing on top of his thighs, he began to tease the Esper’s upper body with his lips in earnest. At the same time, his hands were not idle as they caressed his body.

    The air around them felt as though it had heated up completely. It was clearly air—weightless and formless—yet it felt as if it were gathering in heavy, rounded clumps.

    “Fuck, hey. Ah… Get, off.”

    “But it’s… being received… so well. Why.”

    Using the rapidly escaping guiding wavelengths as an excuse, Jaechan scanned his body even more obsessively. Each time the wavelengths left him, a chill set in. However, the heat secreted by his flushed body was even greater.

    Before long, his entire body was glistening with sweat. The same was true for Han Kang. Despite spitting out quite threatening curses, the Esper seemed to have no strength left to handle the incoming stimulation, as he repeatedly dropped his head forward and then threw it back.

    Jaechan put strength into his waist and pressed his genitals down firmly. The heat simmering in his lower abdomen wasn’t something only he felt; Han Kang’s cock, pressed against him, was also swollen and hard.

    Feeling that, his hips naturally began to thrust. He gritted his teeth at the sensation of rubbing against the soft fabric. He paid no mind to Han Kang, who was glaring at him with bloodshot eyes.

    He could tell Han Kang’s physical condition was improving just by the vibration of the watch on his wrist. Furthermore, the rush of satisfaction from being physically intimate with Han Kang was beyond compare.

    “Hng, haaa…”

    It was just as he was unable to hide the moans breaking out and let them pour out.

    “Ugh…!”

    With a sudden exclamation, Jaechan tumbled onto the bed with a flop. Han Kang, who had been glaring at Jaechan with fierce eyes the whole time, completely pinned both of his arms. Han Kang’s hard cock felt heavy against him.

    “Jeon Jaechan.”

    At the short but sharp voice, Jaechan snapped back to his senses.

    “I told you not to do this.”

    “It’s guiding, so why.”

    “Are you… okay with me doing this kind of thing to you?”

    As he spoke, Han Kang put strength into his waist and pressed his cock down firmly. Immediately, a languid groan of “Ah” escaped from Jaechan’s lips.

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