20XX Love Chapter 4.1 - 4. AS SHIX

“Your eyes are so beautiful, why do you keep them hidden?”

A warm and gentle finger touched his forehead, softly brushing back his hair.

Rustle. As the hair was lifted, revealing his field of vision, Han Seungmin stood there, smiling dazzlingly as if shattering the sunlight.

“They’re really a beautiful color. Your eyes. Don’t hide them with your bangs. They’re really beautiful.”

Is that so? My eyes. Are they really a beautiful color?

If Seungmin says so, then it’s probably true. Seungmin always sees things that others don’t notice.

Han Seungmin’s words had the power to move people’s hearts. Even in moments of exhaustion, despair, or when the future seemed nonexistent, listening to him would fill one with new hope.

“I’m glad you’re here, Jungin-ah. That we have you with us.”

Me. I was so glad to have you, Seungmin-ah. That we have you with us…

Our precious guide, who gives us strength and fills us with hope just by being there.

My friend, Han Seungmin, who always makes us smile.

“Hahaha.”

Han Seungmin’s laughter echoed like a dream. If that’s the case, then there’s still hope, right?

The hope that I can still protect the people I need to protect. That hope is still there, right?

Right, Seungmin-ah?

“…Ugh… Ha…”

“Jungin-ah, are you coming to?”

“Hyung, Jungin Hyung, do you recognize me? It’s me, Heechan. Can you see me?”

Seo Jungin slowly blinked his eyelids, scanning the faces in front of him. His vision, struggling to focus, caught sight of three men peering closely at him.

His head throbbed, he felt dizzy, and his breath felt stifled. His chest was tight and hot, making him uncomfortable. Breathing heavily with short, ragged gasps, Seo Jungin blinked several times.

Then, gradually, he saw the distinct features of a handsome man with gentle blue eyes, Hwang Woohyun; Jo Heechan, with a glamorous idol-like face, looking at him with concern; and Choi Suhyuk, a chiseled beauty with a face twisted in guilt, all coming into view one by one.

All three men had their faces inches from Seo Jungin’s.

“Ha, ha, ah.”

Seo Jungin’s already feverish face grew hotter, and he couldn’t find a place to rest his gaze.

“Hey. Back off a bit. Jungin has a condition where he can’t look directly at handsome guys.”

Nam Taeyong, sitting cross-legged on a nearby chair, tossed out the remark. At those words, Seo Jungin’s face turned completely red.

“Are you running a high fever?”

As Jo Heechan’s hand suddenly touched his forehead, Seo Jungin flinched in surprise and sucked in a breath.

“Ugh.”

“…!”

Jo Heechan was just as startled. The moment he touched Seo Jungin, a tingling sensation coursed through him. Glancing around cautiously, Jo Heechan pressed firmly on Seo Jungin’s forehead.

Seo Jungin felt that Jo Heechan’s hand was so cool that he wanted to press his cheek against it too. He wanted to feel that coolness even more.

Jo Heechan hesitated before speaking.

“Uh, you’re still, uh, running a high fever… Hyung, should I make it cooler for you?”

Seo Jungin, his face flushed with fever, slightly lifted his head and nodded.

As Jo Heechan focused his ice ability, sending a light, frost-like chill through his hand, Seo Jungin felt the torment of his fever subside, enveloped in pleasant coolness.

“Ah… It’s cool…”

Seo Jungin closed his eyes and murmured in a small voice.

Jo Heechan’s heart pounded, and his face flushed red. As he lowered his hand from Seo Jungin’s forehead to his cheek, Seo Jungin fidgeted with the hand tucked under the blanket, pulling it out and pressing his hot palm against Jo Heechan’s cool hand, rubbing his cheek against it.

“It’s cool…”

It was a movement driven by the desire to touch something cool to soothe his fever, but Jo Heechan’s heart began to race wildly.

Unaware of Jo Heechan’s state, Seo Jungin simply borrowed the cool sensation from his palm to cool his fever.

“Jungin-ah. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

The beloved voice, low and filled with deep regret that pained his heart, forced Seo Jungin to open his eyes and look up at Choi Suhyuk. A face tormented by guilt was gazing down at him.

Seo Jungin quietly looked up at Choi Suhyuk’s beautiful eyes and thought.

‘The color of his eyes, it’s back to normal. Brown. Earlier, they were so red… like they were burning.’

At first, they looked like the sunset. Then, like a blazing sun. Now, they had completely returned to their original color.

“I was afraid… that I’d make you like this… I…”

Ah. What happened after that? Did he tell the others too? That when their mucous membranes touched, it excited the guide to the point of unbearable need for sex. That the only way to resolve that state was through ejaculation during sex.

‘Did everyone find out that I had sex with Choi Suhyuk? They probably all know, right? Since it got to this point.’

His memories after kissing Choi Suhyuk were swept away like being carried by hot waves, enveloped in a hazy, burning sensation, and he couldn’t recall them clearly. The moment their lips touched, his mind spun, and he lost consciousness. When he came to, he was caught in a whirlwind of overwhelming pleasure. Every time their mucous membranes touched or their tongues brushed, a sharp pleasure struck the crown of his head, making him shudder.

Eyes burning bright red. The sound of an alarm ringing out.

Ah, guiding is happening. Mucous membrane guiding works with Suhyuk too.

But then his body grew hotter and hotter. Eventually, it reached an uncontrollable state.

‘I think I was clinging to Choi Suhyuk, begging…’

He couldn’t suppress the instinct craving pleasure. Strangely, it was even harder to control than with Nam Taeyong or Kim Yikyung.

Was it because Choi Suhyuk’s fire ability and his own guiding wavelength mixed, creating a special frequency?

After Choi Suhyuk poured a mass of his ability into him through his mouth, it became so hot he couldn’t breathe.

And then…

On the floor, around the bed, in the hospital room. Black masses and piles of ash scattered everywhere. The pervasive smell of burning oil.

He recalled Choi Suhyuk turning countless Creepions into ash in an instant. It was a sight he’d never seen before. An esper using such powerful abilities was a first.

The next moment, his memory cut off. When consciousness slammed back into him, he was caught in a vortex of fervent ecstasy. Red eyes kept staring at him as if they would burn him up. A face that was expressionless, sometimes smiling like a boy, sometimes gentle, was now fiercely distorted, burning with red eyes.

His body was consumed roughly, mercilessly.

It was ferocious lust. As if devouring and swallowing him from head to toe.

And he recalled himself, held in Choi Suhyuk’s arms, moaning, screaming, and panting in euphoric ecstasy.

His insides were hot. His body was hot. From head to toe, everything was hot.

Having sex with Choi Suhyuk felt so, so good.

“Jungin-ah.”

“…”

At Choi Suhyuk’s call, Seo Jungin buried his flushed face, along with Jo Heechan’s hand, deep into the pillow. To Choi Suhyuk, it seemed like he didn’t even want to make eye contact, and his heart sank.

Choi Suhyuk, overwhelmed with guilt, slowly lowered his head.

Meanwhile, as Seo Jungin’s warm, moist skin rubbed against Jo Heechan’s palm, Jo Heechan’s heart raced even more, and he unconsciously swallowed hard.

“Hyung, should I keep doing this until your fever goes down?”

“Yeah…”

“Okay, got it.”

Just as Jo Heechan was about to send more of his ice ability into the palm trapped between the pillow and Seo Jungin’s face, Seo Jungin’s small voice slipped out.

“Suhyuk-ah. I’m glad… the guiding worked.”

Choi Suhyuk’s shoulders flinched.

“I don’t want you to go berserk… or die.”

“…”

“I’m going to save you.”

“Jungin-ah.”

Choi Suhyuk looked at Seo Jungin, buried in the pillow. With his round ear exposed but his face hidden, he spoke resolutely in a small, hoarse voice.

“All of you… I’m going to save all of you.”

Choi Suhyuk’s widened eyes softened, filled with affection. Hwang Woohyun, sitting on the edge of the bed, and Jo Heechan, kneeling with his hand extended, felt the same. Even Kim Yikyung, standing nearby, and Nam Taeyong, sitting in the chair across the room, all looked at Seo Jungin with gentle gazes.

Jo Heechan, his face filled with emotion, sent cool energy into Seo Jungin. As the cool sensation flowed through Jo Heechan’s hand, Seo Jungin felt so good that he grabbed his palm and lightly rubbed it against his hot neck. A surprised gasp escaped Jo Heechan.

“Huh.”

“Yeah… It’s really cool. Thanks.”

“Cool? Feels good, Hyung?”

“Yeah… so much…”

Jo Heechan felt like his heart might burst.

The white hand gripping his, the hot temperature of his neck, the indescribably soft skin, and the tingling sensation that kept flowing in.

And the pitiful sight of Seo Jungin, trying to cool his feverish body by borrowing his coldness, declaring with determination, “I’m going to save all of you,” shook Jo Heechan’s heart mercilessly.

“But Taeyong healed him twice, and Jungin’s fever still hasn’t gone down.”

At Kim Yikyung’s words, a brief silence fell over the room.

Nam Taeyong’s healing ability worked not only on physical injuries but also on inflammation or infections, so unless it was an immune system disorder or a non-infectious disease, it could heal most things.

Yet, even after Nam Taeyong healed Seo Jungin’s internal and external tissues twice, his fever didn’t subside.

There could only be one reason. Everyone’s eyes turned to Choi Suhyuk.

Six hours ago.

Responding to the watch’s call, the members patrolling each floor returned to the first-floor nest.

The safe room was a wreck, with a broken bed and shattered medical equipment.

The room, filled with the familiar stench of burning flesh and decay, had clearly been attacked by Creepions, but not a single Creepion corpse was in sight. Instead, fist-sized, glossy charcoal-like lumps rolled on the floor, and gray ash was scattered everywhere.

In the center of the room stood Choi Suhyuk, his face heavy, holding Seo Jungin, wrapped in a white sheet. Hwang Woohyun glared at Choi Suhyuk with a rigid, cold expression.

Jo Heechan and Kim Yikyung hurriedly approached.

“What happened? Was Jungin Hyung attacked?”

“Did Creepions bite him?”

As the two approached with rapid questions, Choi Suhyuk hugged Seo Jungin tighter and stepped back.

“Jungin needs healing right now. Taeyong, hurry.”

Nam Taeyong stared at Seo Jungin’s bare feet peeking out from the sheet, shadowed eyes noting the bloodstains and bite marks on his heels.

On Seo Jungin’s neck, where his face was buried in Choi Suhyuk’s chest, were deep handprints and, similarly, bite marks.

Not the familiar Creepion bite marks…

Choi Suhyuk, those are your bite marks.

Nam Taeyong’s eyes rolled as he glared at Choi Suhyuk, then stepped forward with outstretched arms. But Choi Suhyuk adjusted his hold on Seo Jungin, refusing to hand him over, and repeated himself.

“Now. He needs healing.”

“Alright, give me Jungin.”

Choi Suhyuk clenched his jaw so tightly that his molars stood out, then handed Seo Jungin to Nam Taeyong.

The moment Nam Taeyong took Seo Jungin, he felt a tingling residual sensation.

How much… did you go at it?

Acting all noble and ascetic like some celibate priest.

I didn’t bite him.

Nam Taeyong’s lips curled slightly in a mocking sneer as he snatched Seo Jungin into his arms.

Kim Yikyung, seeing the state of the room, Choi Suhyuk, and Seo Jungin, could roughly guess what had happened.

Regardless, this place was dangerous. A place where a battle with Creepions had occurred was highly likely to be attacked again.

“Let’s move to the fifth-floor recovery room first. The central hall is open, and we can escape to the rooftop if it gets dangerous.”

“But Suhyuk Hyung, explain what happened.”

“We’ll hear the explanation after setting up the nest. The smell of burnt bones is too strong. Creepions will come running.”

Following Kim Yikyung’s orders, Team K814 quickly moved to the fifth-floor recovery room. Even though the emergency exit route had been confirmed safe during patrol, everyone was on high alert. Creepions could ambush at any moment.

Upon arriving at the fifth-floor recovery room and setting up a nest in a room near the central hall, Nam Taeyong gently laid Seo Jungin on the bed.

As he slightly lifted the sheet covering Seo Jungin for healing, his pale, bare body was revealed. Everyone’s heightened nerves bristled, and glances were exchanged. Kim Yikyung looked at Choi Suhyuk, and Choi Suhyuk looked at Nam Taeyong.

Jo Heechan showed curiosity and eagerness, while Hwang Woohyun displayed anxiety and grief.

Nam Taeyong’s eyes gleamed as he savored the electrifying sensation of touching Seo Jungin’s bare skin again. The soft texture under his palm was dizzying. Even unconscious, it was electrifying.

What kind of time did you have, Choi Suhyuk?

Must’ve been nice, damn it…

“Heal him already.”

As Choi Suhyuk sharply snapped, Nam Taeyong raised his eyes in annoyance.

“You made him like this and have the nerve to act so bold.”

“…”

Seeing Choi Suhyuk’s eyes waver with guilt, Nam Taeyong felt deeply satisfied.

With a mocking smirk, Nam Taeyong closed his eyes, placed his palm on Seo Jungin’s body, and focused on healing.

Seo Jungin’s body was a mess. Bruises and bite marks aside, the intimate areas and internal tissues were torn, swollen, and scarred from rough handling.

Moreover, unlike the previous healing session, a hot wavelength was swirling inside his body. It seemed to be the cause of the fever, but his healing ability couldn’t push it out or make it disappear.

Nam Taeyong, deeply focused, healed Seo Jungin’s body, then opened his eyes with a furrowed brow, meeting everyone’s gazes.

“There’s a strange wavelength in Jungin’s body.”

“Wavelength?”

At Kim Yikyung’s question, Nam Taeyong scanned the members sitting around the bed.

“It’s probably causing the fever, but it doesn’t go away even with continuous healing. What is it?”

Choi Suhyuk’s face hardened, shadows falling over his eyes, and Hwang Woohyun spoke up.

“It’s because of you.”

Choi Suhyuk met Hwang Woohyun’s cold gaze, then lowered his eyes.

“Yeah.”

Hwang Woohyun’s blue eyes gleamed as he fell into a chilling silence.

Jo Heechan, glancing nervously at the older members, cautiously spoke.

“Why… is it because of Suhyuk Hyung? What happened on the first floor?”

“You told Jungin first, then us, right? That’s why Jungin’s like this?”

Kim Yikyung’s calm question made Choi Suhyuk bite his lip and slowly nod.

“Tell us. Jungin’s condition is tied to our survival. You have to tell us why Jungin’s like this.”

As Kim Yikyung spoke, Nam Taeyong ran his tongue over his lips, studying Choi Suhyuk’s expression.

‘Some kind of physical secret? Something more shocking than Jungin having two holes?’

Choi Suhyuk’s bangs fell over his face, hiding his expression. After a long, heavy silence, he finally spoke.

“When I do mucous membrane guiding, my ability mixes with the guiding ability, creating a special wavelength that makes the guide sick.”

“Makes them sick? Like, feel pain?”

Choi Suhyuk furrowed his brow deeply, grinding his teeth. But he had to say it, no matter how much he didn’t want to. What happened to Seo Jungin. Why Seo Jungin was sick. How to make Seo Jungin better. And everything they’d have to do to Seo Jungin going forward.

“They suffer from high fever… their body heats up… and they feel sexual desire.”

“…What?”

“Ha…”

“What did you just say?”

At the members’ shocked reactions, Choi Suhyuk clutched his forehead in anguish with both hands.

“The wavelength that enters the body keeps stimulating the nerves… the only way to expel it is through ejaculation.”

“Ejaculation.”

Nam Taeyong, picking out the key phrase, smirked.

Damn, I’m jealous, Choi Suhyuk. The justification is insane.

“So, Hyung, you’re saying Jungin Hyung, while doing kiss guiding with you, got, uh, heated up, felt sexual desire, and so you two… did it…”

Jo Heechan trailed off awkwardly, looking around at the members with an uncertain expression.

Choi Suhyuk didn’t have the courage to say more, but he had to. Everyone isolated in this hospital needed to know. All the espers of Team K814, who relied entirely on Seo Jungin.

“I… did it with him. But it seems like that wavelength is still in Jungin’s body.”

“Ohh, you did it with Jungin?”

Nam Taeyong asked again, knowing full well, just to see Choi Suhyuk suffer.

“…Yeah.”

Choi Suhyuk, still clutching his forehead with both hands, confessed in anguish.

“I couldn’t control the urge… Ha, I wasn’t in my right mind. I, I…”

No one was unaware of what state Choi Suhyuk had been in. Every single esper in Team K814, after their mucous membranes touched Seo Jungin’s, lost all self-control. Their minds went blank, overwhelmed with maddening excitement, driven by an intense desire to possess Seo Jungin.

Thus, no one had the right to blame or criticize Choi Suhyuk. Only Nam Taeyong, unconcerned with such things, kept pressing him relentlessly.

“So, just kissing Jungin makes his body heat up like crazy?”

“The more our mucous membranes touch, the more the wavelength gets fired up…”

“If you keep rubbing lips, Jungin ends up begging to be fucked?”

“I fed him the heated wavelength through my mouth, and it seems to have made the symptoms worse.”

“So, after getting fucked hard by you and cumming, he’s supposed to get better?”

“Ha, that was the attending doctor’s opinion. They said ejaculation is the only way.”

“But you didn’t fuck Jungin to make him better. You just lost it and fucked him, didn’t you?”

Choi Suhyuk’s face twisted as he grabbed his hair, panting and spitting out in anguish.

“Yeah, you’re right. Ha, I poured my burning ability into Jungin and raped him like a crazed bastard. Even when he said no, I kept going. Hic, even when he said it hurt, I kept going. Hic, hic.”

Nam Taeyong, watching Choi Suhyuk completely break down, stood up with satisfaction. Even then, he kept taunting to the end.

“If you’re going to do it, do it properly. You should’ve made him cum so hard he was dying from the excitement.”

“Stop it, Nam Taeyong.”

Hwang Woohyun’s extremely low voice was directed at Nam Taeyong.

“Stop tormenting him. You’re no different.”

Nam Taeyong shut his mouth and looked at Hwang Woohyun. Through his blonde hair, his intense gaze was blazing blue with fury. He was uncontrollably angry.

Hwang Woohyun tensed his neck muscles and bared his teeth.

“We’re all the same, so stop it.”

Nam Taeyong laughed through his nose as if it was ridiculous.

“Yeah. We’re all the same, aren’t we?”

Nam Taeyong tapped his temple with his index finger and grinned widely.

“You’re all thinking the same thing as me.”

Nam Taeyong raised the corner of his mouth and looked around at all the members.

Hwang Woohyun, whose desire for Seo Jungin burned behind his saintly face.

Choi Suhyuk, who, despite his guilt, would pin and overpower Seo Jungin again if they kissed once more.

Kim Yikyung, hiding behind a poker face while scheming to hold Seo Jungin.

Jo Heechan, salivating over the sweetness he’d tasted, waiting for any opportunity.

‘Let’s be honest, guys. You all want to fuck Seo Jungin so bad.’

He didn’t say those words out loud, out of excessive consideration for the members, but let them shine through his smirking eyes.

“Yeah… Ah…”

The tense and precarious atmosphere was instantly disrupted by a small moan escaping from Seo Jungin. That tiny moan shook their anger, self-loathing, mockery, and fantasies, pulling them back to reality.

“…It’s hot…”

“Jungin-ah…!”

“Ah… It’s hot…”

After that.

Nam Taeyong performed his healing ability on Seo Jungin once more, focusing for a long time.

Even so, Seo Jungin’s fever didn’t subside, and the wavelength in his body remained unchanged. The only silver lining was that Seo Jungin didn’t seem to be in a state of desperate need for sex.

Seo Jungin was groaning from the high fever, drifting in and out of a hazy sleep, but he responded well to questions, expressing gratitude, apologizing, or acting shy as needed.

Jo Heechan sat close to Seo Jungin, channeling a gentle ice ability into his face. For Seo Jungin, whose fever made even breathing difficult, Jo Heechan’s cold hand was welcome, comforting, and irresistibly soothing. He wanted to throw away all pretenses of dignity and beg for it to continue.

Seo Jungin, still naked under a sheet, leaned closely against Jo Heechan. With his eyes closed and dozing, he murmured with a pleasant smile whenever it came to mind.

“It feels good… So… Cool…”

“Huh? Uh. Uh?”

“Your hand is cold… It feels so good… Can you touch my back too… Is that okay…?”

“Uh. Uh? Uh?”

“Cold… Feels good… Your hand… I like it…”

“Uh? Uh?”

Nam Taeyong, leaning against the headboard of the bed, slowly chewed on a chocolate bar while continuously watching Jo Heechan and Seo Jungin.

“Jo Heechan. Forgot how to talk?”

“Uh?”

“What’s with your face? You hot?”

“No, it’s not that.”

In truth, Jo Heechan had been feeling a tingling sensation ever since he touched Seo Jungin. It was like a faint electric current running through his entire skin, stirring his chest and heating his lower abdomen, leaving him a bit out of his mind. Just touching was stimulating enough, but with a naked body leaning and rubbing against him, begging to be touched, it was no wonder he wasn’t in his right mind.

Hwang Woohyun sat silently with his long legs folded, then glanced at his watch.

Choi Suhyuk and Kim Yikyung’s vital signs showed no major changes. But the two who went to the third-floor cafeteria were taking longer than expected.

No one had anticipated being trapped in the hospital for so long, and it had already been thirteen days since they’d been surviving on vending machine food.

Since this silver town was operating normally until just before the Black Siren outbreak, the third-floor cafeteria likely had plenty of food supplies. With the 24-hour cycle repeating, meals prepared for inpatients and medical staff might even be steaming fresh every day.

It was Kim Yikyung who first suggested going to the third-floor cafeteria to find something for Seo Jungin to eat.

Choi Suhyuk stood up immediately after the suggestion. Seeing Seo Jungin suffer from a high fever because of the fire ability he’d fed him, he wanted at least to provide a proper meal.

That was an hour ago when Choi Suhyuk and Kim Yikyung left the nest together.

In this five-story recovery hospital, excluding passages, pipes, and sub-areas, the third-floor cafeteria was the only place they hadn’t scouted. Though they intended to do light reconnaissance, they were taking too long. Especially since the first-floor nest had been attacked recently, the risk of another attack was high.

Hwang Woohyun stood up from the bed and sent a message through his watch.

“Yikyung Hyung. Choi Suhyuk. You’re too late. Tell me your current location and status.”

Unable to hide his anxiety, Hwang Woohyun was leaving a voice message when the door burst open, and Kim Yikyung and Choi Suhyuk entered the room.

“Ha… I was worried because you were late.”

“Sorry. We got a bit carried away.”

Kim Yikyung brought a large tray with stir-fried pork, fresh kimchi, and steaming multigrain rice. Choi Suhyuk carried a tray under his arm and held a pot with a ladle, filled with savory soybean paste soup packed with beef and dried radish greens.

Jo Heechan, holding Seo Jungin, gave a thumbs-up with both hands, waving them excitedly.

Nam Taeyong jumped to his feet. He spat the chocolate nougat he was chewing into the trash can by the bed and tossed in the rest of the chocolate bar.

“Damn, you guys are acting like real Hyungs today. Suhyuk Hyung, Yikyung Hyung!”

Kim Yikyung gave a slight smile.

‘Hyung, huh? You little punk.’

On the thirteenth day in the hospital, a proper meal was finally served.

Choi Suhyuk carefully arranged rice and side dishes on a tray, adding a steaming bowl of soup, and sat beside Seo Jungin. Seo Jungin, with an ice towel tied around his forehead by Jo Heechan and a sheet wrapped around his body, was leaning against the headboard.

“Jungin-ah. I brought food. Let’s eat.”

Seo Jungin’s half-dazed eyes caught sight of Choi Suhyuk’s masculine yet delicately handsome face.

As Choi Suhyuk brought a spoonful of warm soybean paste soup to his mouth with a gentle smile, Seo Jungin, feeling both hazy and shy, blushed and opened his mouth.

The warm soup wrapped around his tongue, spreading savoriness through his mouth.

‘Wow… How long has it been since I had soybean paste soup? It’s delicious.’

Seo Jungin leaned forward slightly to look at the tray. After one spoonful of soup, his appetite surged, and he was curious about the side dishes Choi Suhyuk brought.

The tray, filled with stir-fried pork and fresh kimchi, made his mouth water just looking at it. After over ten days of eating only chocolate bars and cup noodles, even plain rice would taste amazing.

As Seo Jungin eagerly looked at the tray, Choi Suhyuk felt proud, pleased, and happy.

I’ll bring food every day. I’ll find other side dishes too. With that thought, Choi Suhyuk picked up a piece of stir-fried pork with chopsticks. Seo Jungin’s mouth opened immediately, following the chopsticks.

As his mouth moved before the chopsticks could even reach, making an “Ahm…” sound, Choi Suhyuk found Seo Jungin so adorable that he bared his teeth in a grin. His double eyelids folded deeply, and his cheeks puffed out with a charming smile.

Seeing Choi Suhyuk’s unrealistically beautiful smiling face up close, Seo Jungin’s face turned bright red in an instant, and he lowered his head, his wavering gaze unsure of where to settle.

Nam Taeyong, watching Seo Jungin while chewing his food, muttered to himself.

“Seo Jungin. Total face-con.”

💘

Seo Jungin eagerly ate what Choi Suhyuk fed him, even refilling his rice once. Hwang Woohyun had to stop him from drinking the entire bowl of soup, worried it might upset his stomach.

After the meal, Seo Jungin’s condition improved significantly.

His fever had almost subsided, and the focus in his previously hazy eyes returned.

When he was able to go to the shower room and wash himself, the members felt relieved, and Choi Suhyuk, whose heart had been heavy as if weighed down by a boulder, felt considerably lighter.

It wasn’t just Seo Jungin who improved.

With a proper meal, everyone’s anxiety eased significantly, and their stamina increased. For some reason, an optimistic and positive hope that they could escape the hospital began to rise.

Team K814 set up sensors used for nesting at the fifth-floor passages and entrances before going to bed. Though it was a four-person room, the common area was spacious, so dragging in two extra beds to set up the nest was no trouble.

Jo Heechan, on watch duty, guarded the entrance, while Nam Taeyong, the next shift, used a bed near the entrance. As a result, Nam Taeyong went to bed earlier than the others and, true to his carefree nature, fell fast asleep the moment he lay down.

While Jo Heechan sipped coffee, the members went to bed one by one, with Seo Jungin falling asleep first.

As his calm, rhythmic breathing filled the air, Choi Suhyuk, lying on the opposite bed, turned to face Seo Jungin.

Seo Jungin’s bed had a curtain drawn around it. But through the thin fabric, Choi Suhyuk blinked softly, as if facing Seo Jungin’s face.

‘The fever’s gone down, thank goodness.’

Choi Suhyuk stared at Seo Jungin’s side for a while before closing his eyes.

Hwang Woohyun, with his hands folded under his pillow, also gazed at Seo Jungin’s bed.

‘Jungin-ah. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything.’

His tender heart filled with sorrow. It took Hwang Woohyun a long time to fall asleep.

Once Kim Yikyung fell asleep as well, Jo Heechan lowered the tablet’s volume and immersed himself in a game.

For a while, he focused solely on the game, until a strange sound came from inside the room.

“Mmm… Ah…”

“…?”

Jo Heechan snapped his head up. In the dimly lit room, a small moan echoed.

“Hmm… Uh…”

“…?”

Jo Heechan turned his face, illuminated by the tablet’s screen, toward the sound, listening intently.

“Ha, aah…”

Jo Heechan quietly closed the tablet, placed it on the table, and stood up. The sound was coming from Seo Jungin’s bed, surrounded by curtains on all sides.

‘Is Jungin Hyung getting a fever again?’

If his fever’s rising again, shouldn’t I cool him down?

Jo Heechan tiptoed quietly toward Seo Jungin’s bed. Standing in front of the white-curtained bed, he instinctively glanced at Kim Yikyung and Hwang Woohyun. Both were sound asleep, not moving an inch.

He quietly stepped back and checked Choi Suhyuk’s side, but it was silent there too.

With his heart pounding, Jo Heechan gently lifted the bed curtain, and his heart dropped with a thud.

Seo Jungin, who had fallen asleep in a shower robe, was completely disheveled. The robe, barely held by the tie around his waist, hadn’t fully come off, but his chest and stomach were exposed, and his smooth, white thighs were trembling slightly.

“Uhh… Mmm…”

Moaning and twisting, Seo Jungin’s skin glowed white even in the dark room. It was as if his body radiated light, with an almost surreal vividness in hue and brightness from head to toe.

In the breathtaking scene, Seo Jungin’s pink nipples caught Jo Heechan’s wide, startled eyes.

‘Wow… His nipple color is insane.’

Jo Heechan, entranced, had his gaze stolen before sucking in a breath and sharply turning his head.

‘No, uh, that’s not it,’

Jo Heechan awkwardly excused himself internally, steadying his quickening breath.

‘This is driving me crazy…’

Jo Heechan’s gaze flicked back to Seo Jungin.

His light brown, thin hair was scattered across the white pillow.

A small, fist-sized face. Translucent, white skin showing faint veins. A slightly furrowed brow with a small, upturned nose, and eyes moving beneath tightly closed, thin eyelids.

Jo Heechan unconsciously swallowed hard.

Seo Jungin’s thin lips stood out starkly red against his white skin. As those lips parted plaintively, letting out a low moan, Jo Heechan felt dizzy just watching.

“Ha, mmm…”

Staring mindlessly at Seo Jungin, Jo Heechan snapped back to reality at the sound of the moan and shook his head side to side.

‘No, get a grip, Jo Heechan. Ugh, I’m going crazy, for real.’

The angry faces of Choi Suhyuk and Hwang Woohyun flashed in his mind, and Jo Heechan ran his hands through his hair several times.

‘Just check if he’s got a fever. If he’s really heating up, I might need to wake the Hyungs.’

Jo Heechan cautiously pushed the curtain aside and approached the bed, leaning toward Seo Jungin. Repeating to himself that he had no impure intentions, Jo Heechan slowly brought his hand to Seo Jungin’s forehead. Swallowing his nervous breath, he gently placed his large palm on the moist forehead.

“Hnngh!”

Jo Heechan let out a gasp as an intense sensation surged through his palm like an electric current. The wavelength that zapped through struck his frontal lobe.

“Ha, haa.”

Jo Heechan’s breathing grew erratic, and his eyes began to glaze over. It was a sensation similar to when he touched Seo Jungin earlier that day, but several times stronger. The urge to feel this sensation more, to fill his palm with it, surged within him.

Jo Heechan slid his palm to stroke Seo Jungin’s cheek.

“Mmm… Uh…”

As if responding to the movement, Seo Jungin rubbed his cheek against the hand.

Smooth, soft skin clung wetly to his palm, accompanied by a tingling sensation.

Jo Heechan lowered his eyes and moved his hand to Seo Jungin’s neck. As he wrapped his hand around the long, luscious neck, a zapping sensation filled his palm.

“Haa, ha, haa.”

Jo Heechan’s breathing became extremely rapid. Without realizing it, his hand was gripping, stroking, and rubbing Seo Jungin’s slender neck.

“Mm… Aah… Haa…”

Seo Jungin’s lips parted noticeably, and his low moans began to mix with panting.

As his white chest rose and fell, Jo Heechan’s hand naturally slid down to Seo Jungin’s chest. Stroking the smooth skin texture, his palm brushed over the soft, small nipple, causing Seo Jungin’s waist to jerk.

“Hnngh…”

“Hnngh!”

A zapping wavelength poured through the hand touching Seo Jungin. Each time the nipple was pressed and rubbed, the tingling sensation flooded in.

“Mmm… Uhmm…”

“Ha, hngh.”

What is this? What’s this tingling feeling?

Haa, I’m going crazy. This feels so good. I’m really going to lose it.

Jo Heechan, unable to tear his eyes from the pink nipple being pressed under his fingers, finally buried his face in Seo Jungin’s chest, panting.

His thick lips parted, and his tongue extended, licking up the nipple from the base.

“Mmm…”

As the center of his tongue grazed Seo Jungin’s hardened nipple, Jo Heechan let out a suppressed moan at the electrifying sensation hitting his frontal lobe.

“Hng! Hic!”

Before he knew it, Jo Heechan had flung open Seo Jungin’s robe. The erect nipples drove him into a frenzy. He moved between both nipples, sucking them into his mouth or licking the pink buds like a dog.

“Hmm, slurp, slurp, slurp.”

Each time, Seo Jungin’s body twitched and jumped, letting out sweet, melting moans.

“Hnngh… Haa…”

Zap, zap.

Each time he stimulated Seo Jungin’s body, the tingling response grew stronger, thrilling Jo Heechan. It was clear evidence of arousal.

Completely intoxicated by sucking Seo Jungin’s nipples, Jo Heechan gathered the chest to form small mounds, persistently licking and sucking the nipples with his tongue.

“Hnngh…!”

As Seo Jungin thrashed his head and arched his back, a maddeningly electrifying guiding wavelength poured into Jo Heechan’s tongue.

“Hnngh!”

Jo Heechan threw his head back, gasping at the intense sensation rushing to his brain.

Just sucking his nipples feels this electrifying? What would happen if I sucked his cock? If I sucked it all the way to the base and rolled his balls in my mouth.

Would it be electrifying enough to make my eyes roll back? If I sucked his back hole too, would it zap me with electricity until my head exploded?

“Ha, ha, hng.”

The idol star or youngest member look was already gone from Jo Heechan’s face. His eyes gleamed fiercely with the predatory desire to devour Seo Jungin.

The impulse to strip Seo Jungin naked surged within him. He wanted to open up that white body and taste every inch with his tongue.

Jo Heechan’s impatient hands began to untie Seo Jungin’s waistband. His eyes rolled back, and his movements were far from careful. As he roughly pulled the loosened waistband from its loops.

“Heechan-ah…”

Seo Jungin’s white hands gently wrapped around Jo Heechan’s hands.

“Ha, ha, ha.”

Jo Heechan panted and looked up at Seo Jungin’s face. Seo Jungin, with his thin eyelids lowered, softly curled the corners of his mouth.

“Jungin… Hyung?”

When Jo Heechan called his name, Seo Jungin’s eyes slowly opened. His thin, faintly defined double eyelids folded, and his long eyelashes lifted.

Seo Jungin’s eyes gazed steadily at Jo Heechan.

“Jo Heechan…”

Jo Heechan’s eyes widened, staring entranced at Seo Jungin’s eyes.

They were beautiful eyes. Golden irises. The radiating neural lines around the pupils shimmered red, as if a sun were burning within his eyes.

“Hyung. Your eyes…”

Seo Jungin, with a gentle smile, slowly blinked and whispered plaintively.

“Let’s go to another room… You’ll wake the others…”

That whisper cut the last thread of Jo Heechan’s rationality.

Unable to hold back any longer, Jo Heechan wrapped his arms around Seo Jungin’s waist and lifted him up.

“Hngh!”

Seo Jungin, delighted, wrapped his legs around Jo Heechan’s waist and tightly hugged his neck with his arms.

Jo Heechan was out of his mind. With one hand supporting Seo Jungin’s hips and the other around his waist, he slipped past the curtain. He moved quickly toward the entrance, muffling his footsteps.

Watch duty, Creepions—none of it crossed Jo Heechan’s mind. Only the blind, fervent desire to hold Seo Jungin filled him.

Since this was a hospital, there were plenty of beds. Jo Heechan opened the door to the private room across the hall and laid Seo Jungin in the center of a large bed.

“Hnngh, Heechan-ah…”

“Ha, ha, Jungin, Hyung, ha, ha.”

Jo Heechan, eyes blazing, slid his hand under Seo Jungin’s waist, lifting and pushing him up the bed. As soon as he was positioned, Jo Heechan’s face pressed against Seo Jungin’s.

As if waiting for it, Seo Jungin eagerly opened his thin lips and clung to Jo Heechan’s mouth.

“Mmm.”

“Ngh! Hngh!”

The moment their mucous membranes touched, a violent guiding wavelength slammed into Jo Heechan’s throat. Electrifying bursts of pleasure exploded one after another in his body. The sensation, spreading like a shock, electrified every nerve, racing to his fingertips and toes.

Dizzy with ecstasy, Jo Heechan’s mouth was invaded by Seo Jungin’s tongue. As the hot tongue tangled with his, Jo Heechan instinctively sucked on the sweet flesh.

“Mmm, mm, hng.”

“Ngh! Kgh! Slurp, slurp, kgh!”

Each time he fiercely sucked Seo Jungin’s tongue, electrifying waves crashed over him like a tide. If this continued, it felt like his head would either explode or melt away.

“Slurp, kgh!”

Unable to bear it, Jo Heechan pulled his lips away and lifted his head. Immediately, Seo Jungin grabbed Jo Heechan’s head with both hands, pulling him back in desperation.

“Hnngh, why, why. More, do more, Heechan-ah…”

“Hng, ha, alright, alright…”

Jo Heechan shook his head, trying to regain his senses. But the moment he saw Seo Jungin’s body writhing beneath him, all his efforts became meaningless.

“Heechan-ah, more, more…”

“Ha, haa, Hyung…”

The robe draped over Seo Jungin’s body was wide open without its tie. His lower body, revealed between the folds, showed his erection straining against the soft fabric of his underwear. The tip of the gray, thin cloth was already soaked, stained a darker shade.

As Jo Heechan, breathing heavily, reached for the waistband of the underwear, Seo Jungin’s hands joined in, pulling the fabric down past his hips.

The moment his erection sprang free from the underwear’s constraint, Jo Heechan’s breath caught. The sight was beyond imagination, leaving him unable to breathe.

It was a smooth, white mound. Not a single pubic hair was visible on the pristine, beautiful mound, where a rigid penis stood tall. The color of the penis was pale and lovely, with only the scrotum and the tip of the glans tinged pink. It was an unbelievably beautiful and delicate organ for a man.

Clear fluid dripped from the pink urethra, flowing over the glans and down the shaft. The sight drove Jo Heechan wild with desire.

“Ha, ha, aaah…”

He wanted to take it into his mouth and suck it right then and there.

“Slurp, kgh, kgh.”

“Hngh! Mmm! Feels good…!”

What’s so sweet? Is it… supposed to be this sweet?

Why is it so beautiful? Can it even be beautiful?

Ah, I don’t know. I’m going crazy. I’m really going crazy.

“Ha, slurp, kgh! Slurp, slurp.”

Jo Heechan settled between Seo Jungin’s legs and hungrily took the penis into his mouth, sucking. Blindly obsessed with consuming the beautiful, sweet body, Jo Heechan immersed himself in the act of fellatio.

“Ngh! Ha! Heechan, ha! Too much, hng!”

Seo Jungin, enraptured with pleasure, thrust his hips toward Jo Heechan’s mouth.

“Kgh, slurp, slurp, slurp, kgh, slurp.”

The soft foreskin that moved with each suck. The slightly pliant, firm glans. The tiny urethra leaking precum.

It’s driving me crazy. It’s cute. It’s beautiful. It’s sweet.

Zap, zap.

“Kgh! Ngh, ha, slurp, slurp.”

Jo Heechan spread Seo Jungin’s thighs wide and pressed them down, sucking the penis frantically. He pushed past the base, shoving the scrotum into his mouth with his hand, rubbing Seo Jungin’s organ against the moist, soft mucous membrane of his throat.

“Ah! Heechan, Heechan-ah! Hngh! Too much, hngh, feels good, ngh!”

Even without Seo Jungin saying it, Jo Heechan could tell how much he was enjoying it. Every part touching Seo Jungin sent electrifying sensations, as if shocking him.

Jo Heechan, intent on making Seo Jungin climax, rubbed the penis with his throat’s mucous membrane and the pressure of his mouth, sucking hard.

“Hngh! Ngh! Heechan-ah, hngh! I’m, I’m gonna come! I’m gonna…!”

Feeling Seo Jungin’s climax approaching, Jo Heechan’s desire for conquest surged, sucking and swallowing the penis faster and harder.

“Ah! No, I’m, now, ha! Hnngh!”

“Gulp! Kgh, gulp!”

Seo Jungin’s semen and a dizzying guiding wavelength poured into Jo Heechan’s throat, hitting it with force. The thrilling, electrifying sensation surged through Jo Heechan’s body like relentless waves.

“Hnngh… Ha… Ah… Ah…”

“Gulp, gulp, gulp.”

In a trance, Jo Heechan swallowed the sweet bodily fluids, sharing Seo Jungin’s climax pleasure.

“Hnng, if you swallow it… what do we do…”

Even as he said this, Seo Jungin smiled and looked down at Jo Heechan sucking his penis. The cloudy fluid dripping from Jo Heechan’s mouth wet Seo Jungin’s scrotum.

“Mmm, ha, mm…”

“Ha, haa, haa.”

After swallowing everything, Jo Heechan panted with a crazed expression.

“Ha, haa, everything, so sweet.”

Whispering with dazed eyes, he stared at Seo Jungin’s penis and soaked scrotum before burying his face again, sucking each side of the scrotum into his mouth.

“Hnngh! Mmm! If you do that, ah!”

“Slurp, slurp, ha, why…? Why so sweet?”

Everything is sweet. Moist. Electrifying.

What is this? Why? Why is it like this?

What is this body? Why is it like this?

As Jo Heechan sucked the scrotum, he pushed Seo Jungin’s thighs upward.

“Hnngh, ha…”

As his waist lifted and his hips were fully exposed, Seo Jungin let out a moan, his flushed fingers tightly gripping his knees.

Seo Jungin’s face was filled with anticipation. The anticipation that Jo Heechan would soon discover that place. The anticipation of Jo Heechan’s reaction upon finding it.

The neural lines in his golden eyes burned even brighter.

Jo Heechan, eyes closed and savoring the scrotum, moved his lips downward with clear intent. Pushing the scrotum up with his palm, his lips began to suck on the plump flesh below.

“Slurp, slurp, slurp, ngh, kgh…?”

As the sweet flesh parted and smooth mucous membrane touched his lips and tongue, Jo Heechan swallowed the intense electrifying sensation and widened his eyes. The sweet crevice in his mouth sent unbearable electric shocks.

This flesh. What is it?

It’s… split open.

Jo Heechan’s pointed tongue, tensed, darted out, probing the incomprehensible split flesh. Every moment his tongue parted the wet mucous membrane and delved into the hole, waves of pleasure surged through him.

“Ngh! Ngh…! Nghh…!”

Jo Heechan’s eyes rolled back completely.

“Hnngh, hng, mm!”

Seo Jungin, too, threw his head back, shaking it side to side, letting out moans.

Jo Heechan, without consciousness or rationality, plunged his long, rough tongue into Seo Jungin’s hole, probing and rubbing.

“Ha! Hngh! Heechan-ah! Too much, hngh! Feels…!”

The gushing fluid wrapped around Jo Heechan’s tongue and wet his lips. His prominent nose, buried in the flesh, was similarly soaked.

“Ngh… Kgh, slurp, hngh!”

Jo Heechan felt like he was dying. The stimulation was so intense his brain felt like it was shrinking. Like it was burning away. Like he was really going to die.

“Kgh! Slurp, slurp, ha, haa.”

Jo Heechan pulled his lips away, panting, then spread the flesh wide with both thumbs and stared.

“What, ha, is this…?”

“Hngh, ha, why… Heechan-ah…”

Seo Jungin, looking down while pulling his knees, his eyes sparkling with ecstasy.

“There’s, ha, a hole here. Hyung…”

Jo Heechan muttered, his expression blank with incomprehension.

“Why is… this here…?”

At that moment, as Seo Jungin’s hand moved to cover the split flesh, Jo Heechan’s brow furrowed deeply, his face turning fierce.

“Don’t look, Heechan-ah. Don’t look…”

“Ha, haa, move your hand. Ha.”

“It’s gross, weird, you’d hate it…”

“Hate it? Hate it?”

Jo Heechan, desperate and anxious over Seo Jungin’s hand covering the flesh, burned with impatience.

I want to see more. I want to suck more. I want to lick and touch more.

I want to shove mine deep into that hole.

“Ha, haa, hurry, move your hand, ha.”

“No…”

“Move your hand.”

“…”

Jo Heechan glared at the defiant white hand, then suddenly grabbed Seo Jungin’s fingers and forced them into the wet hole of the split flesh.

“Ah! Hnngh!”

Seo Jungin’s trapped fingers, moved by Jo Heechan, plunged into the hole repeatedly.

“Hngh! Mmm! Ngh!”

Seo Jungin, unable to resist the electrifying sensation of forced masturbation, used Jo Heechan’s hand to thrust his fingers deep and stir.

“Heechan, hngh, ah, hngh!”

“Kgh! Hngh, kgh, ngh.”

Jo Heechan’s vision was filled with Seo Jungin’s pink flesh and white fingers. The soaked fingers, wrapped in transparent, slick fluid, glistened as they plunged into the hole. It was a sight impossible to stay sane for.

Jo Heechan, staring with burning eyes at the hole where the fingers moved, could no longer hold back and dove in, licking the flesh.

“Hngh! Mmm! Ngh! Ngh!”

“Hngh! Slurp, kgh! Ha, haa.”

Jo Heechan, wildly aroused by the electrifying wavelength pouring from the mucous membrane, frantically licked around the hole. Gripping Seo Jungin’s fingers to stir the hole, he sharply licked the crevice, savoring the fluid that splashed out.

“Heechan-ah! Ngh, hngh! Too much, hngh!”

As Seo Jungin’s fingers moved in and out of the hole, they were pulled out and sucked into Jo Heechan’s mouth.

“Ha! No…!”

“Slurp, slurp, hngh! Ngh! Slurp, slurp.”

Fingers. Hnngh… I’m going crazy.

Sweet, beautiful. Too much.

“Kgh, hngh.”

Jo Heechan was at his limit. His engorged penis was about to burst through his pants.

Sucking Seo Jungin’s fingers, Jo Heechan hurriedly unbuckled his pants.

“Mmm… Hehe, ha, ah…”

Seo Jungin, unlike the frenzied Jo Heechan, stirred his fingers in Jo Heechan’s thick lips, smiling as if enjoying it.

With a pop, the fingers slipped from his mouth, and Jo Heechan panted like an excited dog.

“Hngh, hngh, hngh, hngh.”

As Jo Heechan pulled his fully erect penis from his pants, Seo Jungin let out a trembling breath.

“Ha, Heechan-ah.”

Seo Jungin gazed intently at Jo Heechan’s penis with heated eyes.

Jo Heechan’s penis wasn’t menacing in color, but its girth was relentless, with bulging veins that looked intimidating. Slightly curved toward his navel, the flared, rigid glans seemed like it would scrape the inner walls painfully when pulling out.

“Haa…”

Seo Jungin trembled, as if imagining the sensation.

“Hngh, Hyung, now, hngh, hngh, I’m gonna put it in.”

Jo Heechan spoke in a suppressed, excited voice, quickly stroking his penis. But suddenly, Seo Jungin clamped his legs shut.

“!”

Jo Heechan, in a frenzy of impatience and urgency, grabbed Seo Jungin’s knees. Seo Jungin whispered in a trembling voice.

“Where? Where are you gonna put it?”

“Ha, haa, ha, where?”

“The place you sucked… Are you gonna put it there?”

Seo Jungin tilted his head, looking down, then brought the fingers that had been in his hole to his mouth. He slipped them between his red lips, sucking with an unbearable expression.

“Kgh, fuck!”

Jo Heechan’s hand pressed down Seo Jungin’s knees and thrust his thick penis into the hole.

Squelch.

“Hnnghaa!”

With Seo Jungin’s scream, electrifying guiding sensations surged from the point of penetration.

“Kgh! Kghh!”

Jo Heechan, gritting his teeth, let out a moan and convulsed, pinning Seo Jungin’s thighs to the mattress and savagely thrusting his penis.

Thud. Thud. Thump. Thump.

“Ha! Hngh! Hngh! Ah!”

“Kgh! Kghh, hngh, hngh.”

The small but elastic hole swallowed the thick penis, plunging nearly vertically to the root, sucking it in. The tight, slick inner flesh clung stickily to every surface of the thrusting penis.

“Ha, crazy, kgh, fuck.”

Jo Heechan, gripped by intense arousal, pressed down the thighs and slammed his penis into the hole.

“Ha! Hngh! Too, deep, hngh!”

“Fuck, hngh, hngh, hngh, fuck.”

Jo Heechan, watching his drenched penis slide in and out of the junction, panted with curses.

“Hngh! Mmm, ngh, ngh.”

Seo Jungin, consumed by pleasure, let out continuous moans, then opened his robe, exposing both nipples, and began rubbing them with his fingers.