NTH 72

“I cannot even leave this house, so why do I need shoes.”

“Then let us go out now.”

“What?”

Suhyeon dressed the startled Tsubame in his own winter durumagi and even wrapped a scarf around his neck. After having him put on the new shoes at the entrance and taking him outside the door, Tsubame asked with an excited expression.

“Are we really going out?”

“Yes. We are out now, are we not.”

“Pardon?”

“Since we are out, let us take a walk.”

Suhyeon pulled the bewildered Tsubame’s hand and put it into his own coat pocket. Tsubame silently held hands with Suhyeon and walked with light steps inside the garden, following his lead.

“It must be frustrating, but bear with this for now. Hayashi is hell-bent on finding you, so it is dangerous to go outside the main gate.”

“Yes. It is okay. The garden is wonderful, and it feels good to get some fresh air even like this.”

“What did you do all day today?”

“I was looking at the newspapers. Ah, I saw you were in the newspaper, so I cut it out.”

Tsubame took the folded newspaper article out of his pocket and showed it to Suhyeon. There, along with Suhyeon’s photograph, was an article with the headline, “Dasukawa Shuhei, heir to the founder of Shinhwa Textiles, donates a massive development fund for the new wing construction of the Gyeongseong Chamber of Commerce and Industry.”

It was something he had done on a large scale to firmly establish himself as a pro-Japanese collaborator, but seeing it again, the article was so embarrassing it made his face flush. As Suhyeon started walking again, pretending not to have seen it, Tsubame, who could not read, asked innocently.

“Why were you in the newspaper? What does it say here?”

Suhyeon replied with a nonchalant expression.

“Dasukawa Shuhei, heir to the founder of Shinhwa Textiles, chosen as the grand prize winner in a handsome man contest.”

“Really? I am surprised you would enter a contest like that. Did you get prize money too?”

“You do not actually believe that right now, do you?”

“Even if I do not, I cannot read what is written here. And someone like you is worthy of winning the grand prize in the nation’s number one handsome man contest.”

“Hah, honestly.”

“By the way, what was your name in Japanese again?”

“Dasukawa Shuhei.”

“Shuhei. It has a pretty sound. Then what is your Joseon name?”

Suhyeon frowned.

“You mean you did not even know my name until now?”

“I did not. You never told me.”

“Did Hayashi not tell you when he ordered you to tail me?”

“Ryomu just told me to follow the ‘grandson of the Shinhwa Textiles chairman,’ that is it.”

“Then what about Abeom? Abeom did not tell you either?”

“That mister just called you ‘young master,’ that is it.”

Suhyeon was dumbfounded. He stood facing Tsubame and said, enunciating each syllable clearly.

“Seo Suhyeon.”

“Seo Suhyeon…”

“Yes. That is my name, you fool. Do not forget it.”

At his words, Tsubame smiled brightly.

“Do not worry. I never forget the name and face of a customer I have seen only once, so it goes without saying for my master’s name, does it not.”

Come to think of it, it was the first time Tsubame had smiled in front of Suhyeon.

Suhyeon at that time could not understand at all why his heart was throbbing when the sight of him smiling brightly was so pleasant.

Suhyeon, who had been sleeping, was woken up by the sound of sobbing coming from somewhere.

Suhyeon, whose hearing was several times more sensitive than others, had taken particular care with the soundproofing of his bedroom, so almost no outside sound could leak into the room. If that was the case, there was only one source of the crying sound.

“Tsubame. What are you doing right now?”

When Suhyeon sat up and asked in a low voice, Tsubame answered from below with a stuffy voice.

“Are you not asleep yet?”

“I woke up because of you. What is wrong.”

“It is nothing…”

“Did someone bother you?”

“No.”

“Are you homesick and want to go home?”

“No.”

Tsubame sniffled as if trying to swallow his remaining tears. To get to the one remaining correct answer, Suhyeon had to say the words he least wanted to say.

“Then, do you miss Hayashi?”

“…”

Tsubame was silent, but the sound of him desperately holding back bursting tears answered Suhyeon’s question for him. Suhyeon got out of bed and stepped down to the floor where Tsubame was.

“Hey. Are you okay?”

“Hic, I do not know. It just feels like there is a gaping hole in my heart, and I feel completely empty inside. I do not even know why I have to live… sob, sob…”

You smile so sparingly, and cry so freely.

Suhyeon, who muttered this inwardly, lifted Tsubame up, blanket and all. The surprised Tsubame struggled and shouted.

“Whoa, whoa! What are you doing right now!”

“Stay still. I am going to put you to sleep.”

Suhyeon laid Tsubame down on his own bed and lay down beside him, pulling him close. Tsubame’s body, gaunt like a dry tree branch, was pulled over powerlessly.

“Are you cold? Why is your body so cold?”

Suhyeon asked while holding Tsubame, and he shook his head.

“My body is naturally on the cold side. But Ryomu is even colder than me.”

“Even colder than this? A person is not a snake.”

“Ryomu was bizarrely cold, as if he were not a living person. That is why he always told me that I was warm…”

“I do not want to hear any wistful stories about your memories with a bastard like that.”

“That is not it, being close to you like this, I was about to say that I think I understand just how warm a person’s body temperature is.”

“…”

“Is it okay if I stick a little closer?”

Suhyeon silently reached out his arms and held Tsubame tightly in his embrace. Tsubame, who pressed his cheek against Suhyeon’s broad chest and wrapped his arms around his waist, said.

“You know, would it be okay if I touched your chest just once?”

“What kind of drunken ruffian-like words are those.”

“I am just curious how one gets chest muscles like this.”

“Eat a lot of food and exercise hard to grow your own. Then you can touch them whenever you want.”

“Aww, do not be like that, let me touch them a little. It is not like they will wear out. Wow, they are really firm.”

“No, this little brat…”

Was this really the same person who was crying just moments ago? As Tsubame playfully spread his hands and started touching his chest here and there, Suhyeon could not hide his bewilderment.

But he also thought it was better than him pathetically sniveling, saying he missed Hayashi Ryomu.

“Can I put my hand inside your clothes and touch you? I am curious about the texture.”

“You had better stop before I hand you over to the Japanese police.”

“Aww, what is there to be shy about at our age when we know everything.”

Tsubame chuckled and slipped his hand inside Suhyeon’s top. Suhyeon’s body trembled at the feeling of the small, cold hand gently fondling his chest. Unable to bear it any longer, he finally snatched Tsubame’s wrist.

“You are really fearless, ugh…!”

In that moment, Tsubame’s large eyes opened even wider. It was because of something large and hard that had rubbed against his thigh.

“Ah, don’t tell me, are you hard right now?”

“Be quiet.”

“From just that little touch? Are you normally that sensitive? Are you by any chance a virgin?”

“I told you to shut up.”

“It is a natural thing for a man, so what is the big deal. Hmm, since it has come to this, shall I help you finish?”

“Do what?”

While Suhyeon was doubting his own ears, Tsubame slowly rubbed the swollen area over Suhyeon’s pants. The displeasure and bewilderment gradually faded with the pleasure blooming from below, and Suhyeon’s breathing was, before he knew it, becoming a little rough.

“This, I will take it off.”

Tsubame sat up, had Suhyeon lean against the headboard, and pulled down Suhyeon’s pants and underwear. Kneeling between Suhyeon’s legs and holding his member with both hands, Tsubame pushed it into his own small mouth before Suhyeon had a chance to stop him.

“Hngh…”

Unlike his low body temperature, the inside of Tsubame’s mouth was so hot it felt like it would melt Suhyeon’s member. As Tsubame licked him upward with his tongue, blood rushed to Suhyeon’s member, making it even thicker and harder.

“Oomph, it is too big…”

Looking down at Tsubame, who was holding the shaft and licking it while speaking as if complaining, Suhyeon felt an uncontrollable desire.

I want to strip him, thrust into him, and mess him up wildly. Forcibly pushing back the urge to ejaculate that was bubbling up from the depths of his belly, Suhyeon pulled his member out of Tsubame’s mouth and made him collapse onto the bed.

“Why all of a sudden, heup…!”

Suhyeon roughly sucked on the lips of Tsubame, whose eyes were wide with surprise, and licked them with his tongue. A fishy smell came from inside the mouth that had been tightly holding his member just moments before. As he pushed his tongue in deeper and hastily undressed him below, Tsubame’s half-erect member trembled. When Suhyeon gently caressed it, Tsubame let out a pleasant moan.

“Hngh, ahh… It feels good…”

Holding Tsubame’s member and slowly stroking it up and down, Suhyeon pushed up his shirt and sucked on his chest. After he flicked the small, pink nipple on the lean chest a few times with his tongue, the bud stood erect.

“Hahh, it feels so good…”

Fortunately, Tsubame did not seem to have any particular aversion to sexual intercourse between men. Rather than having him miss a scumbag like Hayashi Ryomu to the point of losing sleep, it might be better to have him surrender his body to pleasure like this so he could not think of anything else.

Suhyeon, thoroughly aroused, repeatedly bit and released Tsubame’s nipple. As he moved his hand below while continuing to stimulate the nipple, Tsubame gradually arched his back and let out moans.

“Ah, aah, hah-eung…!”

Suhyeon layered his body over Tsubame’s, clasped both his and Tsubame’s members in one hand, and pumped them. With each rub of their members, an electrifying sensation spread throughout their bodies, and they both shuddered at the same time. Suhyeon’s hand became all slick with the pre-ejaculate seeping from the tips of the two shafts.

Tsubame, who had been groaning and only thrusting his hips, said in a whining voice.

“Hnngh, I am about to come, aah, hah-eut…!”