That Face Is the Problem - Chapter 90.2
Jae-gyeong wiped away his tears naturally and smiled softly. Da-sol’s lips parted on their own.
If it were things like that, Da-sol didn’t mind. No, actually, it was rather nice.
Waking up in the same bed to wake each other up, sharing a light kiss, eating meals Jae-gyeong made while chatting about trivial things. While Da-sol did the dishes, Jae-gyeong would wash up and come out, bringing with him that pleasant, signature scent of his. They would change into their clothes, share some conversation, and head to the guild together.
…Actually, that sounds pretty good.
Da-sol tilted his head, surprised by how positive the scenario was. He asked Jae-gyeong.
“How would you feel about really living together?”
“Ye-he…?”
Jae-gyeong’s jaw dropped.
“Why, why are you suddenly hitting the accelerator like this, Mr. Da-sol….”
“I thought about it and decided it was fine. And there are some things I want to test out, too.”
I need to check if you really like me. I have to confirm you’re not just temporarily spellbound by this face. If I don’t, I’ll be too resentful to live. Da-sol hid his razor-sharp thoughts and stood up.
“I’ll go pack some things and come back.”
With that, Da-sol really just took off. Jae-gyeong sat there dazed, then realized Da-sol would soon be living and eating here, and threw his body onto the sofa.
Thud. The sturdy leather sofa sank deep before springing back.
Jae-gyeong covered his mouth with both hands. Am I really going to live with Mr. Da-sol all of a sudden? What does he mean by ‘test out’? Could it be… that he wants to see if sex with me is possible…? Does that mean we’re… doing ‘that’… today?
Suddenly, Jae-gyeong jumped to his feet. Thinking about sex when they hadn’t even mastered kissing made his face turn pale and his heart feel like it was freezing over.
“Ho, how do gay people do that…?”
Jae-gyeong immediately pulled out his phone to search. Before Da-sol returned, he watched several videos and read articles, falling into a state of deep shock.
Mr. Da-sol probably refuses to ever be the ‘bottom’ due to his past trauma. That means I have to be the ‘bottom’… but Mr. Da-sol’s equipment is… it’s ridiculously big. What if I get hemorrhoids…?
A very realistic concern seized him. Da-sol’s genitals are going to go in and out of me? Something that long, thick, and large? I think I’d need a healing spell after that…. Is this realistically possible?
Jae-gyeong’s body began to tremble. Now, he was a little afraid of living with Da-sol.
‘No…. Maybe Mr. Da-sol wants a platonic love….’
Jae-gyeong pinned his small hopes on that. But soon, his face fell. When they kissed last time, Da-sol ejaculated shortly after. That wasn’t all; they had crashed their teeth together while trying to kiss aggressively, and he had kissed him earlier today, too.
Da-sol just hated men like crazy; it wasn’t like he had no libido. Since he likes Jae-gyeong now… wouldn’t sex be inevitable?
Jae-gyeong swallowed hard in fear. But he also felt a thrill—knowing that Da-sol, who hated men so much, was thinking about having sex with him—so the fear soon faded. Jae-gyeong being Jae-gyeong.
“Wait a second.”
Surely, he’s not going to… do that today, right? He’s not upstairs right now packing condoms, is he? We still need to practice kissing, so he wouldn’t be in such a rush. He doesn’t even like skinship that much.
“….”
However, the more he sat quietly in the house, the more Jae-gyeong’s timid and overthinking brain spun out of control. The article he’d read earlier clearly said that the person playing the ‘bottom’ role had to wash the ‘entrance’… thoroughly before sex. It even said fasting was good on days they planned to have sex.
Grrrr-.
As if to shout, “I’m in a fasting state, Master!”, Jae-gyeong’s stomach let out a loud rumble. Now that he thought about it, Da-sol hadn’t brought up stir-fried pork or tonkatsu today.
“Nah, it can’t be….”
The situation might look that way, but given Da-sol’s personality, he wouldn’t push for sex when Jae-gyeong wasn’t prepared.
…The problem, however, was that given Jae-gyeong’s personality, he was the type to cry but obediently take off his pants and present his backside if Da-sol wanted it (as seen by the fact that he’d just searched for ‘gay sex’).
Biting his lip nervously, Jae-gyeong picked up his phone and stood up. He then walked toward the bathroom with a creaking, heroic gait.
It might not be that, but if Mr. Da-sol wants it, I want to accommodate him…. I want to… sle, sle, sle, sleep with Mr. Da-sol too…!
And so, Jae-gyeong went in to do his first-ever ‘rear cleanup’ of his life. Unaware that Da-sol would be back in less than five minutes.
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