Romantic Gangster

#79

“Huh?”

Even though they had mixed pheromones all night and let out some of the heat, Ji-woo was still trapped in that hot sensation. Hyun-joon didn’t even look at the sky and only looked at Ji-woo coming out barefoot, feeling his lower abdomen tighten pleasantly.

“I don’t like being alone…”

“Sorry. I was just making a call. I came out to do it in case it woke you up.”

“…Call?”

“Yeah.”

“…Who did you call?”

There was clear jealousy in the last question. Hyun-joon suppressed the laughter that was about to come out and slightly tilted his head as if it was difficult to answer.

“Just… well…”

“……”

“It’s nothing serious…”

The moment he raised his gaze to look at Ji-woo’s face to tease him a bit more, Hyun-joon’s eyes widened. Ji-woo was crying. 

“Ji-woo, why are you crying? Don’t cry, okay? I’m sorry. It was a joke. I called the bosses. Saying I might not be able to go to work. The chicken boss and the convenience store boss. I came out because I was afraid of waking you up while you were sleeping. I was just about to go in. Really.”

Hyun-joon, who wiped Ji-woo’s tears while spitting out the facts that would have been nice if he had said from the beginning without joking, deeply pressed his lips against Ji-woo’s cheek and then took them off as if asking for forgiveness. A refreshing smack sound that matched the weather echoed on the rooftop.

“The weather is really nice today. We made plans to go out and play again on a day like this.”

Even when he talked about the weather, Ji-woo’s gaze didn’t leave him at all. That was so thrillingly crazy that he ended up getting hard again. Hyun-joon licked the tears gathered in the corners of Ji-woo’s eyes and put his hand under the t-shirt that was loosely covering his thighs.

As he patted and lightly touched his buttocks, a ticklish sound flowed between the sweetly spreading pheromones. It was so pretty that it was hard to come to his senses.

“Shall we go inside?”

“…Yeah…”

Hyun-joon willingly moved his steps as if being pulled by Ji-woo, who grabbed his hand with both hands and pulled him towards the house. When he stopped slightly in front of the door, unable to stop his naughty teasing, Ji-woo turned his head and met his eyes.

…Would he get angry? No, he might have been annoyed. Or he might cry cutely like earlier.

Knowing that any reaction would be pretty, Ji-woo opened his lips while looking at Hyun-joon who was waiting.

“Hyun-joon… Hurry…”

“…Fuck, crazy.”

Hyun-joon, who cursed at Ji-woo for not getting angry, not crying, but whining while holding his hand and shaking it, grabbed Ji-woo’s waist, draped him over, and entered the house.

Thinking that after all, the best thing to do on a sunny day was to stick with Ji-woo inside the house.

* * *

It was only on the morning of the third day that he felt his mind clear up. For the first time in a while, Ji-woo looked at the ceiling of the rooftop room with a clear and distinct gaze.

Until last night, his vision was blurry as if fog had spread in front of his eyes, and excitement kept running through his body, so he had no choice but to keep seeking Hyun-joon, but now it seemed he had calmed down a lot.

From the moment he came home after work until early this morning, they kept overlapping bodies again and again, except for the times when he fell asleep like passing out in between or ate something for a while.

His body was so hot that he wondered how the excitement could continue like this, and he kept pouring out something as if his body would go wrong from continuously doing so. Later, when there was nothing left to pour out, he also faced a painfully large pleasure several times in a row without ejaculating.

Although not all the memories were exactly clear, the few scenes where he clung to Hyun-joon and cried for more were too vivid. Ji-woo, who let out a short groan in embarrassment, grabbed the blanket and buried his face in it.

He had heard that when the heat cycle comes, he would actively change as if he wasn’t himself, but he never thought he would be like that too, so his active appearance that remained in his memory felt unfamiliar.

“…What do I do, really.”

“About what?”

Surprised that there was an answer to the words he muttered under the blanket, Ji-woo abruptly lifted his head. His eyes met Hyun-joon’s, who had been watching him, not knowing since when he had been awake. Hyun-joon also looked to be in good condition like him.

“…Are you okay now?”

“What? The rut?”

“Yeah…”

“Yeah, I think I’m okay now. Until last night, I thought I would die, but now it feels like I’ve come back to my senses a bit?”

“Me too… Yesterday, when I saw you, I only had thoughts of wanting to do that… but not anymore.”

Hyun-joon, who laughed at Ji-woo’s honest words, gently pulled down the blanket that was still hiding his lips, entered that spot, and kissed him with a smack.

“You don’t want to do it now?”

“…Not like yesterday right now. Maybe because we did it too much.”

“We did do it quite a lot. Yesterday, we really did it all day. I thought the pheromones would subside quickly because I was fucking receiving them, but yesterday, every time I smelled your scent, I really thought I would die. It wouldn’t go down. Maybe a few people came up here yesterday. Thinking it was a bakery.”

“…Bakery?”

“Yeah, they came up thinking it was a popular castella shop, but then they got embarrassed realizing it wasn’t and kissed a hundred times before leaving.”

Only then understanding what he meant, Ji-woo laughed and firmly pressed Hyun-joon’s mouth with his palm and then took it off. The desire to touch Hyun-joon and stay closer to him was the same as yesterday, but now, rather than wanting him to fill up his stomach right away, he wanted to talk and laugh like this, and lightly kiss each other’s lips. The leisure he felt for the first time in a very long time was enjoyable.

“Hyun-joon, I’m hungry…”

“Ah, right. You must be hungry. We couldn’t eat properly yesterday either. I was boiling water to at least feed you ramen, but you came and dragged me away again.”

“…I didn’t drag you…”

“Excuse me. You did drag me. You cried saying you don’t need ramen, so fill this up with something else.”

Hyun-joon, who playfully said that while rubbing Ji-woo’s lower abdomen that seemed to only have the lining left, flatter than usual, sat up. Ji-woo, who looked up at Hyun-joon like that, pulled the blanket again and covered up to his eyes. Although he didn’t say it so blatantly, he definitely remembered crying and asking him to put it in quickly, saying he didn’t need to eat ramen.

“What do you want to eat? Let’s eat.”

Hyun-joon entered a food delivery app and slightly turned the cell phone to show it to Ji-woo as well. Ji-woo, who twisted his body and came closer, lay on Hyun-joon’s thigh and took in the stores selling delicious things one by one with his eyes. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t eaten anything properly for a few days and only had juice or fruits, but he wanted to eat greasy and high-calorie things.

“I want to eat honey butter French fries… Cheese tteokbokki and fried rice with lots of cheese too. Also… Ah, cheeseballs too…”

“Ah, that would be so fucking delicious. Then let’s order tteokbokki and everything. I think they sell cheeseballs and everything there.”

Hyun-joon, who had been stroking Ji-woo’s soft hair with one hand, lowered his hand and kneaded Ji-woo’s soft and fluffy cheeks as if massaging a rice cake. The texture was so nice, like a glutinous rice cake coated with a lot of flour, that he couldn’t take his hand off.

“Let’s add double the cheese topping to this tteokbokki, and what else should we do? Beef?”

“Yeah, I like beef tteokbokki.”

“Add double beef brisket… Oh, ah, they have cheeseballs. Six cheeseballs and… one honey butter French fries… Let’s eat fried food too.”

“Yeah, I’d like that. Ah, ramen noodles too.”

“Ah, right. Add ramen noodles and assorted fried food… Two cheese fried rice.”

As he kept adding this and that, it became quite an expensive amount for one meal, but it was still a fairly reasonable price considering they would eat all at once what they couldn’t eat properly for three days. Hyun-joon finally added a 1.5L bottle of zero cola and quickly completed the payment, looking at the estimated time of about 35 minutes.

“I want to wash up quickly before it arrives.”

“I’ll wash you. Let’s go.”

Ji-woo, who had surprised eyes seeing Hyun-joon getting up even before him, shook his head.

“I can do it alone.”

“You can’t do it alone. You probably can’t even stand.”

Ji-woo, who tried to refute Hyun-joon’s words, lifted his body and stuck out his two white legs out of the mattress. And he put strength into his two feet and tried to stand up.

“Ah…!”

The moment he put strength into his two feet, the strength drained out of him as Hyun-joon said, and his body went down again. Hyun-joon, who was surprised, quickly caught Ji-woo and hugged him.

“See? I told you it won’t work. Go and wash while holding onto me.”

“…Okay.”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Out of all the things we did for three days, washing together naked is the most wholesome.”

Hyun-joon, who laughed out loud seeing Ji-woo’s face turning even redder, hugged Ji-woo’s waist, who was struggling to get out, and lifted him over his shoulder. When he lightly spanked his buttocks, not enough to hurt, as Ji-woo was flailing his legs asking to be put down even though he couldn’t stand properly on his two feet, the movement stopped.

“I… I want to wear clothes.”

“You’ll have to take them off to wash anyway, so why wear them? It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“When did you put them on? Why did you put them on alone…?”

“Aren’t you supposed to wear clothes when sleeping? Seo Ji-woo is so fucking sexy. I thought you slept without wearing them because you’re sexy.”

“I want to get down. I’ll wash alone.”

Finding it cute that he was struggling again at the teasing words, Hyun-joon laughed loudly and this time slightly put his hand between Ji-woo’s inner thighs and caressed the soft flesh. At that, the movement stopped again and it became quiet.

Hyun-joon, who entered the bathroom and sat Ji-woo on a firm spot next to the sink, happily looked at his bright red neck and ears and took off his t-shirt.

“I took everything off too, baby.”

When he stood spreading his arms as if trapping Ji-woo’s body and supporting both sides of his body, their eyes met right in front of each other. When he smiled raising his lips, Ji-woo’s pupils wavered. Hyun-joon approached like that and penetrated into the lips that parted as they met. At the feeling of their tongues rubbing, the spot between his legs that he thought had sobered up as the heat left reacted too easily.

At that moment, Hyun-joon realized. The rut cycle was over, but there was no end to his pure lust for Ji-woo.

* * *

After taking a full rest during the rut vacation, which was more enjoyable than difficult, and the weekend that followed, Hyun-joon left the house a little early with Ji-woo with a regretful feeling that he had to go to work. It was because there was a place he had to stop by before going to work.

The place they entered holding hands was a pharmacy. Hyun-joon had Ji-woo sit on a chair next to the door and approached the pharmacist who greeted him cheerfully.

“Welcome. Is there something you’re looking for?”

“Uh… well… I don’t know the name of the medicine well.”

“You can tell me the symptoms.”

“…That… I’m an omega.”

“Pardon? Ah… yes.”

Not wanting to say it was Ji-woo’s story, Hyun-joon attached a physique that clearly didn’t suit him at all and continued.

“It was a heat cycle… and the partner was also in a rut. It was sudden, so we couldn’t prepare, but, uh… I heard you should take medicine after it’s all over in that case.”

“Ah, you’re talking about the morning-after pill, right? You’re not planning on getting pregnant.”

“Ah, yes. That’s right. Pregnancy… I’m still a bit… for pregnancy.”