Love Born of Pity Chapter 137

Before heading to the bedroom where Kwon Jiho was sleeping, Do Yeonjae decided to tidy up the room where they had done the deed. While changing clothes, he washed away the scent he had picked up outside, shook the moisture from his damp hair, and stripped the bed sheets. The water stains that remained as transparent blotches kept catching his eye.

Although he had promised he would never do it again if Kwon Jiho didn’t want to, it was a scene he wanted to see again and again if he could. To think that Kwon Jiho would even spray water because the sex with him felt so good. Isn’t that just too precious?

He didn’t bother to hide his snickering laughter as he caressed the damp spot with his palm. Thinking like a pervert that it was a waste to wash it, he stuffed everything into the washing machine.

After taking out and putting on fresh sheets, he headed to Kwon Jiho. When he opened the door, he was asleep in the exact same state as before. He was so pretty. The soft bedside lamp light touched his rosy cheeks and spread.

Do Yeonjae sat on the edge of the bed and watched his face for a long time. The small face, which could be covered by one hand, had become a bit more mature than before. It was heartbreaking that it wasn’t an atmosphere that came with the flow of time, but because of the hardships he had endured, but spilled water cannot be gathered back up.

I must ensure he lives a life without a single shadow until he dies. He promised himself that while those memories of that time wouldn’t be forgotten, he would ensure Kwon Jiho would never have to recall them while he was alive, and then he pulled back the blanket and lay down beside him.

Kwon Jiho burrowed into his chest even in his sleep. Do Yeonjae stroked his spine gently so he wouldn’t wake up. He kissed his fine hair and moved his lips to his exposed forehead and cheeks in turn. Even though Kwon Jiho wrinkled his brows slightly, his eyelids were calm as if he had no intention of waking up.

With a face that showed no signs of sleepiness, Do Yeonjae pondered how he should bring up the topic of leaving this place now. Should he just tell him to go point-blank? Or would it be better to say let’s go out on a date and stop by on the way back? It seemed the best way would be to take him on the way to the hospital, but unfortunately, the appointment was on Monday.

“Hmm…”

Under Do Yeonjae’s touch, as he massaged his soft earlobes and touched his cheeks and lips without missing a spot, Kwon Jiho wrinkled his previously calm eyelids bit by bit.

“Ugh…”

As if even the cautious movement was bothersome, Kwon Jiho bowed his head and even shifted down little by little toward Do Yeonjae’s chest. His wiggling was incredibly cute. When he hugged his warm body full in his arms and stayed still, Kwon Jiho lifted his head little by little, perhaps having woken up.

With a face still full of sleepiness, he rubbed his blinking eyes as if trying to come to his senses.

“You’re swollen. Does it hurt?”

“…No. It doesn’t hurt. But, did you not sleep?”

“I was cleaning up, and while watching you sleep, it’s already morning.”

“You weren’t there when I woke up for a moment earlier, so I thought you had left… so you were cleaning. I didn’t know, I’m sorry.”

His quiet voice, tinged with a faint sense of shame, sounded somehow like he had reached an epiphany. Looking at Kwon Jiho, who nodded his head slightly, and feeling not even a shred of guilt, I really am a bad guy. Do Yeonjae didn’t answer further and just pulled Kwon Jiho’s cheek and kissed him.

“What do you want to eat?”

“I don’t have anything in mind yet.”

Kwon Jiho, who shook his head while still held in his arms, opened his eyes round and burrowed back into his embrace. Does he want to sleep more? Or does he want to get up? His preoccupied expression was serious. Could he have noticed his lie? Do Yeonjae’s expression deepened as well.

“That…”

“Yeah?”

“I want to eat a macaron. The cafe in the academy building. Do you know the owner there bakes them himself?”

He thought he had been caught in the lie that he had been away to clean the bedroom, but it seems he had been agonizing over what he wanted to eat. Do Yeonjae smiled faintly and pushed himself up to a sitting position.

“I didn’t know.”

Does he know that the cafe owner had been acting as his spy for a while? Do Yeonjae examined Kwon Jiho with a keen gaze. He had thought he wouldn’t know because he was indifferent and gentle, but unexpectedly, he might have known.

“They’re always making something. And there’s a strong smell of bread every morning, too.”

“Is that so.”

“I want to eat macarons and bread. They give you whipped cream with it, and it’s really sweet and delicious.”

“Okay, let’s go to the cafe and take a look at the academy for a moment, too.”

Do Yeonjae’s hand stroked Kwon Jiho’s face. It seemed he could take him around to a few places and then naturally head to the house they would live in from now on. Under the pretext of checking if there was anything he needed. When he carefully helped him raise his heavy body, Kwon Jiho felt a bit embarrassed and pulled the blanket up. Since he hadn’t put pants on him, his lower half was exposed.

“I’ll wash you.”

“I’ll just… do it myself.”

“We need to get it out, and Mr. Kwon Jiho isn’t very good at those things.”

Kwon Jiho blushed at the words said while gently rubbing his earlobe. Even when he searched his memory, it seemed he had never done it himself, just as he said. Maybe he didn’t remember because he was never able to keep his wits about him.

“I think I could just do it myself.”

“You’ve never even touched yourself down there, have you? Have you tried putting your finger in?”

It was content and a voice that was excessively stimulating to hear from the morning. At the voice confirming it once more with a smile, Kwon Jiho turned his head.

“…”

Do Yeonjae listened to the small murmuring coming from his swollen lips.

“You shouldn’t… do other things. Ah, it’s not that it’s completely forbidden, but…”

“You mean I should do it when you give me permission?”

“…”

“I understand. I won’t do anything, and I’ll do it when you tell me to.”

Do Yeonjae, who had obtained another opportunity from Kwon Jiho, who was like soft, ripe fruit, felt good but also wondered if he was being too selfish. The worry that Kwon Jiho might be giving his permission reluctantly, against his will, every time followed him. Since it was a relationship established in this way from the beginning, he might be unable to refuse.

“Jiho.”

“Yes?”

“Do you hate it? Are you enduring it even though you hate it? Because I… have made it so you can’t properly express whether you dislike or like me.”

“Ah, it’s not, it’s not like that. It’s not that I hate it; to be precise, it’s closer to… being embarrassed. Because I have to show you… such a place, like that. Think of it as if you had to show me, Director.”

Do Yeonjae was a bit surprised because Kwon Jiho, who had slowly brought up his own feelings, was not only admirable but also because it was a feeling he hadn’t expected. Hadn’t he often done it in front of a mirror? Well, even then, he was so embarrassed he didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t even look properly because he was crying.

“It’s pretty. The color is light, too. It only turns red when it opens, but normally…”

As he said this while stroking the corners of his eyes, which had turned red in an instant, Kwon Jiho avoided his gaze. He didn’t want to hear it in such detail. No matter how pretty it was, how pretty could that place be?

“It’s pink.”

The hand that had been gripping the blanket covering his thighs moved across the air. Before it reached Do Yeonjae’s mouth, he had curled his fingers in hesitation, but he succeeded in covering his lips in the end. From Kwon Jiho’s face to his neck and the tips of his ears, everything was red.

“I want to wash.”

Kwon Jiho thought that Do Yeonjae would not have a good influence on prenatal education. After taking his hand off his mouth, he wrapped his arms around himself as if to hug his belly. He didn’t think they should be having conversations like this. Even if the baby didn’t know what it meant, it was embarrassing… and his heart was racing too fast.

“Dodo wouldn’t know, Jiho.”

“…”

“Even yesterday, he wouldn’t have known what was knocking on the womb every time.”

Because it was unbearably adorable that he was turning redder and redder, he wanted to be even more mischievous. However, thinking Kwon Jiho might cry if he did just a little bit more, Do Yeonjae decided to shut his mouth appropriately. After pulling his warm, flushed cheek and kissing him, he lifted him up lightly.

“Alright, I’ll stop. That wasn’t a conversation good for prenatal education.”

“…I’m glad you know.”

“That is true, Mr. Kwon Jiho.”

At the wordplay, Kwon Jiho’s face turned even redder. An apology for being sorry was naturally added to the voice that muttered softly that he was going too far.

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Do Yeonjae washed Kwon Jiho’s body very meticulously. Even though the person in question said it was fine, Do Yeonjae was firm. Standing under the warm water, Kwon Jiho spent dozens of minutes having his energy sapped on the pretext of being washed.

When they came out, he was in a state where he couldn’t even walk on his own because there was no strength in his legs. He had no choice but to be carried by the gleeful Do Yeonjae. Of course, he hadn’t walked in on his own when they went in earlier, but back then, he had enough strength in his legs. It was different from now.

Actually, if he had laid him down as it was, he could have fallen asleep again. Kwon Jiho rested his cheeks, which were flushed even redder than when they went in, on Do Yeonjae’s shoulder and pouted his lips in dissatisfaction.

“Why?”

“…”

“I only washed you.”

At the brazen words, Kwon Jiho felt resentful. He opened his mouth to protest while swallowing his breath, but after stammering, he mustered his voice, albeit timidly.

“You didn’t… only wash me.”

“That’s because Mr. Kwon Jiho was excited.”

“…”

“I clearly said I would only remove what had pooled.”

Honestly, Kwon Jiho couldn’t lift his head because he was so frustrated.