That Face Is the Problem - vanish into fiction

Da-sol muttered. If that child really was me…. If, against all odds, they had met by chance in Gyeongju 12 years ago.

“Even back then, I thought that boy wasn’t very disgusting, even though he was a guy.”

For Da-sol, who normally hated men to the point of extreme disgust, Jae-gyeong was the only child he hadn’t felt particular resistance toward.

“But Jeong Mr. Jae-gyeong, you liked me because I was sparkling….”

If the sparkling child who caught the eye of Jae-gyeong, whose vision was blurred and blinded by wailing, was indeed Da-sol. Isn’t this quite deserving of being called fate?

Thinking that he had loved the “original” Da-sol from the very beginning and had only chased after people who resembled Da-sol ever since made his blood rush through his body. The sound of his heart pounding spread to his ears, and he felt a tension between his legs.

“Do you know my sister used to be a fan of Hyeon Hee-ro?”

Da-sol asked spitefully. Jae-gyeong made a slightly uncomfortable expression.

“No, I didn’t know…. But Mr. Da-sol, I really don’t have any interest in Ms. Da-in anymore. Whether the child I met on that mountain was a fairy or you, Mr. Da-sol, it doesn’t matter. I just like you as you are now, Mr. Da-sol…. So please stop getting angry at me so much….”

“Did I get angry? Me?”

Da-sol laughed in disbelief. What was he angry about? He had just asked a little about his first love and tried to inform him about what a snob and a looks-obsessed fool Seo Da-in was. This was closer to jealousy than anger….

As he thought that far, Da-sol’s face flushed a deep red. He covered his face with one hand. Fortunately, because his face was so small, it was almost completely covered by one hand, allowing him to hide his expression and the blood rushing to his head.

“Mr. Da-sol…? Why are you doing that…?”

But no matter how much he covered his face, he couldn’t hide the fact that both his ears and neck had turned red. Since he had such pale skin, it was even more noticeable. By any chance, was that all he could manage by covering his face with one hand…? Jae-gyeong pursed his lips to hold back his laughter.

“Wh, what? Go away.”

Da-sol said something harsh while turning his face to the other side entirely. Honestly, there was no need for Jae-gyeong to go away, but Da-sol’s nature had popped out reflexively.

Da-sol realized his mistake the moment the words left his mouth. After all, they had decided to speak kindly. He lowered his hand and corrected himself, keeping his face turned away.

“That just now was a mistake. Don’t pay any attention to it.”

However, Jae-gyeong had been paying no attention to begin with. It was as if a filter had been installed in his ears that could automatically filter out the insults Da-sol threw at him. He was currently captivated by the long, exposed neck bone and the red-stained, deer-like nape of Da-sol’s neck as he kept his face turned.

Jae-gyeong leaned in without realizing it and planted a kiss on the back of Da-sol’s neck.

“What the fuck?”

Surprised by the unfamiliar sensation, Da-sol turned his face. Naturally, the moment he turned, Jae-gyeong’s gray pupils were right in front of him, and his high nose bridge and soft lips were also clearly visible.

“What….”

Da-sol’s face ignited, turning even redder than it already was. It was at the point of almost bursting.

‘Was Mr. Da-sol such a shy person…? Looking at him now, it seems he’s even more so than me….’

Perhaps that was why. He didn’t know where the courage came from, but Jae-gyeong squeezed his eyes shut and kissed Da-sol on the lips first. Da-sol stared at Jae-gyeong with a flustered expression.

But that, too, was for a moment. With his face looking like a carrot, Da-sol grabbed Jae-gyeong by both ears. Then, he roughly pulled Jae-gyeong’s head toward him and collided their lips together.

“Ugh!”

Their lips were crushed, and their front teeth knocked together. A very brisk ‘Clack!’

“Ow, fuck….”

“Ugh….”

Both of them held their mouths and pulled away at the same time. Tears welled up at the corners of Jae-gyeong’s eyes again.

“O-ow, it hurts, Mr. Da-sol….”

“Ha… I’m… sorry.”

Da-sol, seemingly very embarrassed, squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, opened them, and pressed his thumb against Jae-gyeong’s lips.

“[Heal].”

Soon, the pain in Jae-gyeong’s lips, front teeth, and gums vanished. Next, Da-sol cast the same skill on himself.

“I never thought I’d end up using a heal on something like this.”

Da-sol said, feeling hollow. Jae-gyeong shook his head vigorously.

“It’s okay, Mr. Da-sol. It’s just because both of us are clumsy in this kind of relationship. We can do better next time. It was good last time too…!”

“Don’t comfort me, it just makes me feel pathetic.”

“But it’s true….”

“Ah, really.”

Da-sol, having lost all desire and seeming consumed by nothing but embarrassment, rose up in a fluster.

“Mr. Da-sol…?”

“Yeah…. I’ll be by myself for a while….”

Da-sol, who had attempted a forceful kiss and failed, felt extremely dejected at his own pathetic self.

However, for a dejected person, he walked with surprisingly brisk, long strides into the bedroom and closed the door. There was even the sound of him locking the door.

Jae-gyeong stood up awkwardly and muttered.

“That’s my room, though….”