Vol 6 Ch 18

“…Earlier, you asked why I use informal speech with you.”

 

Inseop’s eyes widened at the sudden statement. Lee Wooyeon grabbed Inseop’s thighs, positioned himself between them, and asked again.

 

“There’s one thing I didn’t say…”

 

Lee Wooyeon thrust deeply into Inseop. Inseop’s body jolted upward. For a moment, Inseop tried to push Lee Wooyeon away.

 

“I thought you said no.”

 

“No what.”

 

Lee Wooyeon tilted his head at an angle.

 

“Uh, little brother, … no, I said earlier….”

 

Startled, Inseop flailed desperately. This caused a long scar on Lee Wooyeon’s neck. Lee Wooyeon’s eyes turned a bright red. He touched the wound with his hand.

 

“…I’m sorry, I…”

 

Inseop reached out to cover Lee Wooyeon’s wound. Lee Wooyeon seized Inseop’s wrist and licked it aggressively. He seemed like a person who had lost all reason.

 

“…Why, why can’t I F*ck my younger brother…”

 

“…Lee Wooyeon, …ugh.”

 

“You said it yourself. …In the end, it would be like this.”

 

Thinking of the time when Inseop said that no matter how they met, it would eventually end up the same, he wanted to beg Inseop, who was now a crying mess beneath him, to love him again like that. At the same time, he felt anxious… wondering if he would never be loved like that again.

 

“…Even if your younger brother F*cks you, you’d like it this much.”

 

“I said no, …why…, ugh.”

 

Inseop tried to push Lee Wooyeon away but then lowered his hand. He was afraid of accidentally causing more harm.

 

Even at such moments, Inseop worried more about the other person than his own weakness. Lee Wooyeon bit his lower lip.

 

…It was so good that he couldn’t bear it.

 

“Call my name.”

 

“…What?”

 

“Call my name.”

 

“…Lee Wooyeon …ah. ugh… ah.”

 

Lee Wooyeon gripped Inseop’s waist with both hands and thrust his c*ck deeply into Inseop’s hole, shaking it violently. It was a sexual act far more brutal and savage than before. It wasn’t about rationality or human decency; it was merely a primal act of reproduction. It felt like being ravished by a beast. The firm c*ck pounded into the narrow inner walls, hitting specific spots repeatedly.

 

“F*ck!”

 

“Ah, uhh…! Ahhh!”

 

Inseop’s mouth erupted with a cry of distress. His breath was choked, and his head spun. He asked for it to stop but simultaneously begged for it to continue.

 

The sight of his disheveled body was incredibly beautiful. With excitement blurring his vision, Lee Wooyeon relentlessly pounded into Inseop. Amid the frantic thrusting, Inseop climaxed. The tight and warm hole quivered and tightened around the c*ck. At the same time, Lee Wooyeon’s muscles tensed up. A prolonged ejaculation followed. Cloudy semen poured into Inseop’s narrow hole.

 

“Uhh…!”

 

Lee Wooyeon squinted his eyes and poured more of his semen into Inseop several times.

 

“…Hah…, …hah.”

 

“…Hah…”

 

Inseop’s breathing, which had been ragged from experiencing such an intense climax, gradually began to calm. Lee Wooyeon slowly lifted himself. Semen dripped from their joined bodies. Startled by the unfamiliar sensation, Inseop burst into tears.

 

“Uhh… ugh….”

 

“Why are you crying?”

 

“I said no…, you earlier…”

 

Inseop scolded Lee Wooyeon, hiccuping.

 

Lee Wooyeon stifled a laugh. F*ck, this kid is really ridiculously cute. Even if he were my real younger brother, I’d have f*cked him a hundred times.

 

“Don’t cry.”

 

Lee Wooyeon wiped Inseop’s tears from his cheeks.

 

“Why the lies… uhh.”

 

“I’m sorry for lying. Actually, I’m older than you.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I’m older than you. That’s why I speak informally.”

 

“……”

 

Inseop, seemingly unable to understand, blinked and asked.

 

“…So, are you my real older brother?”

 

Lee Wooyeon burst into laughter.

 

“Hahaha.”

 

After laughing for a while, Lee Wooyeon continued.

 

“Well, not exactly. But if you want, I can add you to the family register.”

 

Inseop quickly shook his head. Although the man was laughing, it sounded like he was speaking seriously. It felt like he might actually add his name to the family register.

 

Lee Wooyeon brushed Inseop’s hair and asked if he had finished crying. His voice carried a hint of playful teasing.

 

“…You’re bad.”

 

Inseop criticized Lee Wooyeon with a small voice.

 

“So, you don’t like me?”

 

“……”

 

When Inseop didn’t answer, Lee Wooyeon became very serious and leaned over Inseop. He placed Inseop’s hand on his cheek.

 

“It’s okay to hit me. You can curse me out.”

 

“……”

 

“Just don’t hate me.”

 

Seeing the man who had been so harshly pushing him moments ago now looking so dejected, Inseop felt a pang in his heart. Although he now knew that the man was older than him, he still felt as if he were younger.

 

“…I don’t hate you.

 

Inseop spoke honestly about his feelings. From the beginning, it had been like this. The moment Lee Wooyeon called his name, it felt as if his presence was invading his memories. In a blurred world, Lee Wooyeon had always been clear. Even unconsciously, he had always pursued Lee Wooyeon’s image. He could never hate the person who read to him in a gentle voice every night.

 

Lee Wooyeon gave a brief laugh and then slowly lifted his head.

 

“So, will you like me a little more now?”

 

“……”

 

“Just a little. Just a tiny bit…”

 

Inseop then realized that Lee Wooyeon’s request for him to remember him was actually a plea to like him. Every time the seemingly perfect man became vulnerable in front of him, his heart ached strangely.

 

“Why are you crying again?”

 

Lee Wooyeon cupped Inseop’s face with both hands.

 

“…Hic.”

 

“I’m sorry. I keep making you cry.”

 

Lee Wooyeon clicked his tongue in annoyance. Then he asked,

 

“Do you want to go to America?”

 

He looked up. Lee Wooyeon’s anxious eyes were visible. Just as Inseop had been afraid and scared of losing his memories, Lee Wooyeon must have been terrified too. All the time they had shared was forcibly taken away from him.

 

But despite that…

 

“If you want, I can get tickets for tomorrow. …I’ll go with you.”

 

“Please wait.”

 

Inseop said tearfully.

 

“Until I find my memories, please wait for me. …I will find them. I will definitely find them. …Don’t leave, stay by my side…”

 

Now, he wanted to regain his memories for him.

 

Lee Wooyeon embraced Inseop tightly. He exhaled warm breaths and kissed Inseop’s hair.

 

“Inseop…”

 

It was an unfamiliar name. He had almost no memories of being called that. Yet, every time the man called him by that name, his chest tightened painfully and something hot surged up his throat.

 

With that short call, he felt he understood how much Lee Wooyeon cherished ‘Choi Inseop’.

 

Inseop looked up at him quietly and replied, “Yes.”

 

“Inseop. …Inseop. ……Inseop-ah.”

 

The last call felt somehow painfully distressing, and Inseop tightened his grip around Lee Wooyeon. Lee Wooyeon held him tightly.

 

“You don’t have to remember me.”

 

“……”

 

“…I’ll stay by your side.”

 

His eyes grew hot with tears. The heaviness below was firmly tightened and his feet touched the ground. For the first time, he felt it might be okay if his memories didn’t return.

 

…Inseop slowly closed his eyes. The dark anxiety gradually faded away.

 

***

 

“I’m home.”

 

As he stepped into the entrance, Lee Wooyeon called out Inseop’s name again. But only the sound of soft music echoed through the living room.

 

After taking off his shoes and walking inside, he noticed Inseop sleeping on the sofa. Wooyeon quietly approached him. The cat, lying on Inseop’s chest, raised its head. Although Wooyeon usually disliked how the cat clung to Inseop, he had lately turned a blind eye to it. He figured it was better for Inseop to have something to take care of here.

 

Inseop shifted in his sleep, wrapping his arms around the cat. Wooyeon immediately picked up the cat and placed it on the sofa. The hesitant cat scurried away and disappeared.

 

Wooyeon knelt on the floor beside the sofa and gazed at the sleeping Inseop.

 

He had always looked young, but ever since he lost his memories, he felt like a teenage boy. Wooyeon carefully fiddled with Inseop’s fingertips.

 

Not long ago, they had traveled to America together. It was because Inseop wanted to see his parents. Wooyeon decided to stay at a nearby villa.

 

It was that evening when Inseop stopped contacting him. While waiting for Inseop’s call, Wooyeon realized how wrong he had been. Inseop’s feelings were not the same as before. Yet, Wooyeon had sent him to that house with his own hands. It was akin to a death wish. There was no way Inseop would choose him over his kind and loving family. Perhaps his parents had even reported everything to the police.

 

After three sleepless nights, Wooyeon grabbed his car keys. He had already ruined his life, so he thought, why not go see Choi Inseop one last time?

 

The moment he opened the front door, he came face to face with Inseop.

 

“I couldn’t reach you…”

 

Inseop stammered, trying to explain.

 

“I kept sending messages, but you didn’t check them. I got worried that something might have happened.”

 

“…”

 

Wooyeon silently stared at him.

 

“…You’re not sick, are you?”

 

Without a word, Wooyeon pulled Inseop into an embrace. That night, he held him tightly until morning. He couldn’t even remember what he had said. Then he collapsed into sleep.

 

Later, he found out his phone had malfunctioned. Wooyeon immediately got a new one. Their return to Korea was moved up by three days. It was Inseop who suggested it first.

 

“It’s fine. My parents said they’re going on a trip this weekend.”

 

Inseop smiled bashfully as he said it. Then he added, “I didn’t tell them about the accident.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“…I didn’t want to worry them.”

 

Inseop quickly continued, fumbling over his words.

 

“I thought it was okay for you to worry, but I was scared my parents might stop me from going back to Korea, so…”

 

Apologizing, Inseop said, “I’m sorry,” and Wooyeon kissed the top of his head without a word.

 

After returning to Korea, not much changed. Wooyeon resumed work, and Inseop regularly went to the hospital for check-ups. They spent all their free time together.

 

Soft music flowed through the living room. It was a piece from a biopic they had watched together before, with cliché lyrics about praising love and promising to bring down the moon if that’s what you wanted.

 

That moment now felt like a distant memory.

 

Wooyeon stared at Inseop for a long while. The young Choi Inseop, or rather Peter, was a little more stubborn and childlike than he remembered. When upset, he would bury himself under the covers and lie still for half a day. Sometimes he would secretly throw away food he didn’t want to eat, and occasionally he would cry from being too demanding.

 

Even those sides of him, which Wooyeon hadn’t known before, were so endearing…

 

Wooyeon gently stroked Inseop’s cheek as he slept. Inseop slowly opened his eyes. When their eyes met, Inseop smiled softly.

 

“Sorry, did I wake you?”

 

Wooyeon asked, and Inseop leaned his cheek against Wooyeon’s hand, closing his eyes again.

 

“If you’re sleepy, you can sleep more.”

 

“…No, it’s okay.”

 

Inseop’s voice, still full of drowsiness, sounded so sweet that Wooyeon couldn’t resist caressing his cheek tenderly.

 

“Is your shoot finished?” Inseop asked.

 

“Yeah.”

 

“You should wash up.”

 

“Right.”

 

As Wooyeon got up, Inseop called out to him softly, “By the way, I told Aaron I wouldn’t be able to make it next week because I already had a prior engagement.”

 

“…”

 

Wooyeon stood still, unable to move.

 

“…Are you mad?” Inseop asked.

 

Again, as always, he said…

 

“I’m sorry. I made plans without asking you first. I won’t do it next time, so…”

 

Inseop stood up and faced Wooyeon, giving him a small kiss on the cheek and whispering, “Please don’t be mad.”

 

Wooyeon covered his face with one hand and lowered his head. None of it mattered. As long as you were here, everything would be fine somehow.

 

Wooyeon pulled Inseop into a deep kiss, gently biting and tugging at his lips, stealing his breath. The kiss that started suddenly ended just as abruptly. With their lips barely apart, Wooyeon smiled and softly greeted him.

 

“I’m back.”