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    Lee Wooyeon wasn’t feeling well. It had been like this since last night. Throughout their conversation with Inseop, he couldn’t shake off a sense of unease.

    ‘There’s a good Beijing cuisine restaurant here. Let’s go together next time and try it.’

    In response to his suggestion, Inseop remained silent for a while.

    ‘Inseop?’

    <Oh, yes. Okay. Let’s go together.>

    Lee Wooyeon furrowed his brows slightly at Inseop’s delayed response.

    ‘Did you dislike Beijing cuisine?’

    <No, not at all. I like it. I heard the view from the hotel you stayed at is fantastic…>

    Lee Wooyeon casually glanced out the window.

    ‘Yes, it’s nice.’

    Although he had never been particularly moved by cityscapes, he replied vaguely. Inseop chuckled and asked him to take a picture later and send it.

    After ending the call, Lee Wooyeon took several photos of the view from the hotel and sent the best one to Inseop. He received a reply wishing him a good night. Lee Wooyeon repeated the message over and over again.

    Good night?

    He waited for a long time, but there was no further contact from Inseop. Lee Wooyeon lay on the bed, recalling their conversation that day.

    F**k, did he screw up again with his words?

    No matter how much he pondered, he couldn’t find an answer. Unable to wake Inseop who had fallen asleep in the early morning, he called again in the morning. Inseop didn’t answer the phone.

    [What’s wrong? I’m worried, so please contact me.]

    It wasn’t until late afternoon that Inseop called back, but Lee Wooyeon couldn’t answer as he was in the middle of an awards ceremony. As soon as the ceremony ended, he called Inseop again, but the call wouldn’t go through.

    [Inseop, please call me back.]

    [I’ll call you if I see your message.]

    [Inseop, is something wrong?]

    [Do you want to see me lose my mind?]

    […If I made a mistake, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, so please just call me.]

    He sent the last message in front of the hotel elevator. Still, there was no contact from Inseop. Lee Wooyeon stared at his phone screen, swallowing curses and anxiously running his hand through his hair.

    He felt like shit. Just because he didn’t contact him for half a day, he feel like his head was spinning.

    How much can someone like you? How can a person become such a useless idiot just because of a lack of response? Even if I get married, it’s like this.

    Deciding to return to the hotel room and pack his bags, he made up his mind to go to the airport. Although he had booked a flight for the next morning, he couldn’t afford to wait until then.

    Ding, the elevator door opened. Walking down the corridor, Lee Wooyeon continued to check his phone screen. That was why he couldn’t react much when he saw Inseop sitting crouched in front of the room.

    “… … .”

    Lee Wooyeon stared blankly at Inseop. Checking the shoes that approached him, Inseop raised his head and greeted him with a polite “Hello.”

    “Why… what…”

    Confusion kept Lee Wooyeon from speaking coherently.

    “I arrived about an hour ago.”

    Inseop stood up as he replied.

    “I tried to contact you, but my phone battery died at the airport. I’m sorry.”

    “What on earth is going on? Why did you come all the way here?”

    Lee Wooyeon furrowed his brow at the thought that crossed his mind.

    “Are you hurt?”

    Lee Wooyeon urgently grabbed Inseop’s wrist. Inseop stifled a small groan.

    “I’m sorry, Inseop.”

    Lee Wooyeon quickly let go of his hand. Apology and relief flashed through him simultaneously.

    “I wanted to see you so much… Maybe I’ve lost my mind…”

    “Can I go in first?”

    Inseop cautiously pointed to the room door. Lee Wooyeon took out the key card from his pocket. Once the room door closed, Lee Wooyeon snatched the small bag from Inseop’s hand and threw it down, calling him “Inseop.”

    “What’s going on?”

    “I came because I wanted to see you.”

    “Do you expect me to believe that?”

    Lee Wooyeon suppressed a short laugh. Inseop was not the type to recklessly cause trouble.

    “I have a flight home tomorrow morning, but you came all the way here without saying a word…”

    Lee Wooyeon froze in place at the warmth that hugged his neck.

    “I… Lee Wooyeon, I’m sorry. I wanted to see you.”

    Inseop, still in his arms, spoke.

    “I’m sorry. I know you’re coming tomorrow, but… I just wanted to see you a day earlier…”

    Lee Wooyeon slowly let go of Inseop. His kind and gentle eyes cautiously looked up. Just looking into his eyes made his stomach churn like a person standing on water.

    After sending Inseop off to the United States with his family, Lee Wooyeon’s insomnia began. He was never one to sleep deeply, but this was the first time in days that he couldn’t even take a breath. CEO Kim cautiously suggested psychological counseling.

    Lee Wooyeon didn’t like psychiatric care. No, he hated it. He knew better than anyone else that everything done there was useless, having experienced it countless times since he was young. But this wasn’t the time to be picky about that. If he could sleep, he wanted to do something.

    ‘Insomnia due to anxiety symptoms. Your brain continues to perceive the surroundings as dangerous, preventing you from sleeping.’

    Dangerous situation. When he heard that, Lee Wooyeon briefly laughed. It was ironic that his brain perceived his life without Inseop as dangerous.

    Inseop was the weakest part of his life. When Inseop was around, he couldn’t control his emotions and actions. All decisions related to Inseop were irrational and illogical. In short, he often put himself in danger. But to judge this situation without Inseop as dangerous? Damn, it meant that his brain, which was already abnormal, was completely crazy.

    ‘But when did you start having trouble sleeping? There’s a strong possibility that a traumatic incident triggered it.’

    Even though he couldn’t pinpoint when it began, he could identify what triggered it.

    In his dreams, he saw Choi Inseop, whose heart had stopped in front of him. The dream repeated itself as if in punishment. Every sleepless night, he found himself at the hospital where Inseop was admitted, sitting on a bench until dawn.

    ‘Well,’

    Lee Wooyeon responded with a grin. The doctor couldn’t find a way to ease his anxiety, knowing the reason.

    ‘First, I’ll prescribe medication… If you start experiencing auditory hallucinations or delusions, it’s best to be hospitalized promptly.’

    ‘Yes. Alright.’

    Lee Wooyeon nodded calmly. He took the prescribed medication, but his insomnia showed no signs of improvement. Switching to a stronger medication yielded the same results. Days passed with little sleep. Then, one day, he received a letter in an orange envelope. Lee Wooyeon opened it absentmindedly, freezing at the sight of the greeting “Hello, this is Choi Inseop.”

    The letter was brief, asking about his well-being and mentioning Inseop’s own good health. He chuckled at the PS inquiring about Kate’s status.

    Lee Wooyeon lay on the sofa, repeatedly reading the letter. It was endearing. The handwriting, the content—everything was charming. …What expression must Inseop have had while writing this? Surely, his shy nature must have led to many drafts and erasures.

    The thought made his stomach tighten. Lee Wooyeon undressed and masturbated in the shower. Afterward, he reread Inseop’s letter. Reading it over and over, he drifted off to sleep on the sofa. He dreamed of Inseop sitting at his desk, pen in hand, writing a letter. Upon waking, Lee Wooyeon read Inseop’s letter again, holding his erect cock and rubbed himself as he read.

    He longed for Inseop, to the point where he felt powerless.

    He got in his car and drove off. Steering onto a moderately deserted road, the drama ended, granting him an indefinite respite. It was a perfect excuse to visit Inseop. Perhaps, he calculated, Inseop might pity him a bit due to his broken arm. Looking back now, it seemed utterly irrational and absurd.

    But back then, there was no room for such thoughts. He simply missed Choi Inseop, and that was all that mattered.

    When Inseop asked why he had gone to such lengths to come here, he responded honestly.

    “I came because I wanted to see you. … Is that not allowed?”

    Meeting Inseop’s large eyes, Lee Wooyeon realized the danger of his reckless thoughts.

    …He didn’t want anyone else now… .

    Lee Wooyeon held Inseop’s face as if crumbling and kissed him. Inseop responded by embracing him tightly. They parted lips, mingled tongues, and kissed passionately. Even after several years, it was still a clumsy kiss, like that of a young boy—just opening mouths, moving tongues, and nibbling lips. It felt good. He liked it too much. He was so absorbed that he couldn’t think straight amid the clumsy and awkward movements.

    Lee Wooyeon cupped Inseop’s cheek with a large hand, brushed his earlobe, and ran his fingers through his hair. The warmth he felt through their kiss melted away the anxiety that had risen in his throat.

    Lee Wooyeon kissed Inseop again, embraced him, and led him to the bed. As soon as they lay down, he removed his jacket and tossed it aside, their lips still locked. He didn’t want to break the connection. At times, it felt like he was clinging to Inseop for dear life.

    Like now.

    “Ha… Ha.”

    After a long kiss, Inseop took a deep breath.

    Flushed cheeks, a nose bridge adorned with faint freckles, large eyes, and small, red lips.

    Beautiful.

    Lee Wooyeon gently swept his hand over Inseop’s face in disbelief at the sight before him. It was so beautiful that even the slightest touch made him flinch, feeling ticklish.

    “…Do you want to take a shower?”

    Lee Wooyeon looked down at Inseop for a moment before asking. Inseop hesitated, contrary to his expected response.

    “…Later.”

    Damn it.

    Lee Wooyeon bit back a curse and rushed towards Inseop. He couldn’t even recall how he undressed Inseop. When they finally came to their senses, they were both naked, embracing each other.

    “Inseop… Ha.”

    Lee Wooyeon kissed every inch of Inseop’s body, calling out his name like an excited boy. Inseop responded by kissing Lee Wooyeon’s fingers. Their eyes met, and they kissed each other without hesitation.

    His head was spinning. It was just kissing, sucking lips, moving tongues, but it felt so good that it sent shivers down to his toes.

    Lee Wooyeon stroked Inseop’s back with his palm. Inseop trembled slightly and moaned. His large hands grabbed Inseop’s small buttocks and pulled him close, causing Inseop to shiver as he touched the firm arousal between his legs.

    “Tsk.”

    Even though he didn’t touch it, Inseop flinched as his hard and aroused cock rubbed against his legs.

    “Can I go and rub Inseop’s dick.”

    Lee Wooyeon asked, his large eyes hesitating as he looked for a place to focus. Without even being told, he spread his legs, revealing the inside of his thighs. At that effortless act of compliance, a fierce desire surged up his throat. Lee Wooyeon grasped Inseop’s thigh with both hands and spread them wide. With a sharp movement, he buried his face where it opened up.

    “Ah…”

    Caught off guard by the sudden action of the man, Inseop tried to sit up. Lee Wooyeon squeezed his hand on the thigh and pushed Inseop down onto the bed, moving his tongue.

    “Wooyeon, um… wait…”

    Lee Wooyeon licked Inseop’s lower body without hesitation. He used his tongue to thrust it into the hole and sucked on it, making Inseop unsure of what to do with his hands. Lee Wooyeon grabbed Inseop’s hand and made him grip his head.

    “I’ll suck you until you come, okay?”

    Lee Wooyeon lazily said as he licked the hole with his tongue. “If you don’t like it, just push me away,” he added.

    “…It’s not that I don’t like it…”

    Inseop’s eyebrows turned red. With Lee Wooyeon pressing his lips against Inseop’s lower body, he asked, “Then?”

    Whenever the man’s warm breath touched below, Inseop’s legs trembled.

    “Let me go first, Wooyeon…”

    Lee Wooyeon swallowed a short laugh. He lightly kissed the inside of Inseop’s thigh.

    “Don’t worry about that. Since you suck my dick, I’ll do it too.”

    The next words didn’t come out. Instead, a rough groan followed.

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