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After long deliberation, Yejun decided to film the advertisement and sent an email accepting the offer. Then, he sat comfortably on the study sofa and began to read a book. But perhaps because of the warm sunlight, his vision gradually started to blur.

It was that place again. Yejun was entering a room lavishly decorated in gold. He screamed that he shouldn’t, that he didn’t want to, but his voice wouldn’t come out.

“My name is Cha Sanghyeon….”

Just like the first time he saw him, Sanghyeon trailed off as he introduced himself. But the thoroughly frozen Yejun gave no reply.

“A greeting.”

Yejun lost all will to fight, and his legs gave out, causing him to slump to the floor.

“Get up.”

“……”

Again, the words wouldn’t come out. But what came out of Sanghyeon’s mouth was completely different from what he had expected.

“Just have a meal before you go.”

“…Pardon?”

Sanghyeon didn’t try to hold Yejun by force like that time. Last time, he just stared at him quietly in a place with a beautiful view, and this time he was telling him to just have a meal and go. Yejun stared up at Sanghyeon with wide, astonished eyes.

“How long are you going to sit on the floor? Get up.”

“……”

He held out his hand. Yejun brushed his hand away and shot up from his spot. In that instant, this hellish place had transformed into a restaurant with a good view. Only then did Yejun realize this was a dream.

“Ah… it’s a dream again.”

“That’s right, it’s a dream. But why are you tense every time?”

Yejun looked at Sanghyeon with trembling eyes. Sanghyeon looked back at Yejun with slightly sad eyes and let out a dry laugh.

Someone shook Yejun’s shoulder and called his name.

“Yejun, Yejun!”

“…Eu, huh?”

Yejun’s body felt heavy, as if he were having sleep paralysis. When Yejun couldn’t seem to open his eyes, Junhyuk held his body and helped him sit up.

“Did you have a bad dream or something?”

“…I think it’s because I’m sleeping in a new place. Don’t worry.”

Yejun looked at Junhyuk’s shadowed face and grinned. Junhyuk took out a cold drink from the small refrigerator he had prepared for Yejun, who spent a lot of time in the study.

“At least drink this.”

“Thanks.”

Feeling stuffy, Yejun went to the window and opened it wide. Then, he spoke to Junhyuk as he slowly drank the cold beverage.

“You finished early today.”

“The busy stuff is more or less wrapped up now….”

Junhyuk hugged Yejun from behind and whispered in his ear.

“You’re still dreaming about that time, aren’t you?”

“No, I’m not.”

Yejun lied for now, worried that Junhyuk would be concerned. If he were dreaming of the nightmarish memory of that day exactly as it was, he could at least resent Sanghyeon. But he would always appear with what looked like an apologetic expression and take good care of Yejun. Yejun truly felt like he was going crazy.

Even so, he couldn’t let on to Junhyuk about this nonsensical dream. He wanted Junhyuk to stop hating his father. So today, too, he put on a silly expression and began to ramble on with a ridiculous lie.

“No, a ghost in a mourning dress was chasing me and stole the bread I was about to eat. It was so unfair, I was moved to tears.”

“……”

“It’s true.”

“Come here.”

Junhyuk stared at Yejun for a long time without a word, then opened his arms and spoke.

“Do you want to try getting some counseling?”

“…I’ll handle that myself.”

Yejun turned away from Junhyuk and hurriedly left the study. Junhyuk kept his focus on the beverage can that Yejun had left on the table and didn’t move for a long time.

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Yejun strolled through the garden in the backyard. Amidst the garden full of the scent of grass, his heart gradually calmed, and only then did the beautifully bloomed flowers come into his sight.

“Daisies.”

It was when Yejun was staring blankly at the flowerbed full of daisies.

“You could have had a slightly more demanding taste….”

Junhyuk guaranteed that he would have been able to get flowers that were hard to find in Korea, like lily of the valley or chocolate cosmos. No, he said he would have even gotten him a night-blooming cereus, which blooms for only one night a year.

“Honestly, such a braggart….”

“I’m serious.”

Junhyuk said, lifting Yejun up in a flash as if he were being wronged.

“Put, put me down.”

“Why?”

Junhyuk held Yejun higher than his eye level and began to kiss him deeply. Startled, Yejun hurriedly pushed Junhyuk away and whispered in an urgent voice.

“What if someone sees?”

“The people who know the two of us came here will never come to this place.”

“You, you… what are you trying to do here?”

“What do you think? Naughty things.”

Junhyuk made a sly expression, just like he did when he was twenty. Yejun struggled, trying to get away from him, but Junhyuk sat Yejun down on the table and asked.

“You really are still having nightmares about that time, aren’t you?”

“……”

By not saying anything, Yejun expressed his affirmation. Junhyuk, who had bent at the waist to meet Yejun’s eyes, softly pressed his lips against his. Then he called to him, as if pleading.

“Yejun….”

“It’s true.”

“Do the memories of that time keep coming back?”

“But it’s a little different. In the dream, Chairman Cha doesn’t do it by force. Instead, he keeps taking care of me….”

“Come here.”

Junhyuk, holding Yejun in his arms, gently patted his back. Tears kept leaking from Yejun’s eyes.

“I’m sorry.”

“What do you have to be sorry for, Yejun?”

“Everything….”

When Yejun thought of Sanghyeon, fear and hatred arose. But at the same time, it was accompanied by guilt.

“Your father died because of me.”

“If he hadn’t, I would have….”

“Don’t even bring up such scary things!”

Yejun cut Junhyuk off, his eyes welling up with tears.

“Lee Yejun.”

“Why should you have to commit such a crime because of me? It’s scary, don’t.”

“If it’s for you, I can do even worse things.”

“Cha Junhyuk!”

“So don’t be in pain.”

The moment Yejun saw Junhyuk’s eyes, which held the sad gaze of a wounded beast, he couldn’t say a word. He raised the white flag and answered weakly.

“…Okay.”

“Come here.”

Junhyuk held Yejun in his arms. Yejun could realize that Junhyuk was crying with his heart. Yejun stroked Junhyuk’s cheeks, then started unbuttoning his shirt one by one as he spoke.

“Let’s do it.”

“Here?”

Yejun looked at Junhyuk and nodded shyly. Junhyuk ripped off his half-unbuttoned shirt and then took off Yejun’s clothes one by one. A single ray of sunlight coming through the overgrown trees shone on Yejun’s fair skin.

Junhyuk caressed Yejun’s skin, which shone smoothly like white porcelain, and kissed him gently. Inserting his tongue between the red lips, Junhyuk meticulously licked down from the roof of his mouth to the mucous membranes. At the same time, he lifted Yejun slightly and pulled down his pants and underwear all at once.

Feeling as if every one of the countless cells throughout his body was standing on end, Junhyuk wrapped his tongue around Yejun’s, which was trying to retreat inside his mouth, and sucked on it greedily. Yejun’s small cock trembled and slowly became erect. In a state of excitement that was driving him crazy, he grabbed his own pale white cock and Junhyuk’s grotesquely huge one together and began to move his hand.

“Ju, Junhyuk….”

“Yeah.”

Yejun buried his face in the nape of his neck, inhaled, and called his name. Junhyuk’s deep, low voice resonated pleasantly by Yejun’s ear. Yejun caressed his well-built, muscular back and let out a low moan.