Dirty Sweet Baby Chapter 108

There was a slight pause before the thoughts that had pooled in his head were verbalized and came out of his mouth. The bonding of a core to a core. For Cha Moogyul to imprint with Baek Heeheon meant that his life would also be subordinate to Heeheon’s. The end for the two of them, which he had thought of as a vague conclusion that would happen someday in the future, had to be materialized here and now, so it was difficult to speak without doing so.

It would be a willing thing for Heeheon to follow Cha Moogyul in death, but for Cha Moogyul to follow Baek Heeheon in death… was that really okay?

Was it okay for Heeheon to be that greedy already?

Their relationship was as small and fresh as a newly sprouted bud.

With those thoughts, Heeheon continued the sentence he had cut off.

“If, you and I were to imprint.”

But Cha Moogyul cut him off mid-sentence.

“Hyung, aren’t you tired?”

“What?”

“I’ll wash you with warm water. I’ll give you a bubble massage too.”

“Sud… denly?”

Cha Moogyul pecked Heeheon’s cheek as he blinked in bewilderment. He pecked him lightly, like a bird with its beak, then found his lips and kissed him deeply. Even as Heeheon froze in surprise, Cha Moogyul paid him no mind and delved into his lips.

Cha Moogyul seems to really like kissing. While having such a leisurely thought, a suspicion arose that he might be doing this to change the subject.

“Wait.”

He tried to stop him, but he couldn’t push away the hand that was digging into his waist. He gently scratched his skin and slid his hand under his combat uniform shirt, tracing down his spine, tickling him pleasantly. It was clear that he knew what Heeheon liked.

“Thinking while you’re tired won’t lead to a good conclusion. You were pretty tense today. Rest and then think.”

“No, that’s true. Are you changing the subject this blatantly?”

“What do you mean, changing the subject.”

“The imprinting…”

“I said, that’s for later. We won’t find an answer with our current state of mind.”

Cha Moogyul slid his hand deep inside and stroked the inside of Heeheon’s armpit. His long fingers touched a sensitive spot, making his shoulder flinch. He had no idea why he was luring him with such a sweet touch.

Does he want to change the subject that badly?

Is imprinting… not good?

‘Because he has no intention of going to the front lines again…?’

It might mean that Cha Moogyul would take on the new project as he had originally planned, and that he would not use his abilities from now on.

However, the α-creature weighed on his mind.

That very α-creature called α—stealth. That was a problem that someone had to step up and solve right away. It was not a political issue, but an awakened’s issue. It was a matter of national defense, and a matter of human lives.

‘If Cha Moogyul is the only awakened who can capture it without any damage, then Cha Moogyul has to step up.’

No matter what else, that was a mission that required Cha Moogyul.

Even if Baek Heeheon didn’t imprint with Cha Moogyul.

Even if Baek Heeheon didn’t guide him.

Even if he was with some other guide.

It was a job that Cha Moogyul had to take on and capture that α-creature.

‘Then, I have to persuade him.’

That’s right. In fact, human lives were a priority over imprinting.

Right now, in fact, at any moment, the α-creature could emerge from underground and attack a general residential district. In a race against time, the only suitable person, Cha Moogyul, had no intention of being dispatched. And the only one who could move Cha Moogyul, or at least had a slight possibility of moving him, was Baek Heeheon for now.

‘I have to change Cha Moogyul’s mind.’

Heeheon’s eyes shone brightly. They sparkled, and then, as he firmed his resolve, they became calm.

First, he would go along with Cha Moogyul’s proposal and wash with warm water to humor him, and then, when the time was right, he would bring up the topic. If he rushed in recklessly, his chances of success would be extremely low.

“Alright. Then let’s go wash up for now. You’re giving me a bubble bath?”

“Yeah. Good thinking.”

Cha Moogyul licked Heeheon’s lower lip affectionately and began to unbutton one of his uniform buttons. Heeheon obediently accepted his touch.

Seducing Cha Moogyul, huh.

He wasn’t very confident… but it was a task at hand.

With a complicated heart, he entered the bathroom with Cha Moogyul.

A soft, bright light shone down on the spacious and airy bathroom. The wood panels covering the high ceiling and the marble tiles on the floor were neat and tidy.

Before filling the bathtub with water, as he took off his remaining clothes in front of the vanity with a large full-length mirror, he felt a strange sensation.

It was because their reflections were visible in the mirror.

It wasn’t the first or second time Cha Moogyul had undressed Heeheon, but watching the process through the mirror felt new. Perhaps it was because Cha Moogyul was in his uniform.

‘The combat uniform… is more unusual than usual.’

He had always felt a natural, overbearing authority from Cha Moogyul whenever he wore a suit, but his appearance in a crisp uniform created a different atmosphere.

The medal, ribbon bar, and insignia on his chest, as well as the sash and metal buttons, all suited Cha Moogyul perfectly, and he even felt a strange impulse to keep stealing glances at him. He didn’t know if it was the power of clothing or if Heeheon was just weak to visual stimuli.

“It seems there’s something on the mirror.”

Cha Moogyul threw a question at the now-quiet Heeheon. Heeheon, thinking his thoughts had been caught, swallowed his surprise and bowed his head.

“No, it’s just.”

The uniform shirt, with all its buttons undone, was removed from Heeheon’s shoulders, and then he stroked the white shirt underneath and let out a laugh.

“Then is it on my clothes? Should I wipe it off?”

“Stop teasing me.”

Heeheon turned his back to avoid the mirror and tried to take off the rest of his shirt. He started unbuttoning it from the top, but Cha Moogyul wrapped his arms around him from behind and started to unbutton it with him. Heeheon’s hand, going down from the top, and Cha Moogyul’s hand, going up from the bottom, met in the middle.

As their hands overlapped, Cha Moogyul intertwined his fingers with Heeheon’s, holding them so he couldn’t move. Then, while back-hugging him, he kissed the back of his ear.

“Look at the mirror again.”

A low, pleasant whisper followed, digging into his ear.

“Why again.”

When Heeheon replied in a flustered tone, Cha Moogyul chuckled.

He turned Heeheon around to face the mirror again, still holding him in a full embrace. Under the soft, descending light, the two of them, standing overlapped in front of the vanity, were reflected in the smooth mirror.

“Keep watching. Just like that.”

Cha Moogyul, in his uniform, stealthily slid his index finger between the parted collar of Heeheon’s shirt.

His finger slowly traced up his skin and reached his collarbone. It seemed to trace along the bone, and then his fingertip stopped at a red mark. The mark that Cha Moogyul had made by biting and sucking was left clearly on Heeheon.

“It’s here.”

As if amused, Cha Moogyul rubbed the mark he had made with his index finger. It was a trivial gesture, but for some reason, a shiver ran down his spine.

“Here too.”

That hand delved deep into the nape of his neck. It felt strange to face the marks that were hidden when he wore clothes and that he hadn’t consciously looked for with his own eyes.

Heeheon lightly nudged his side with his elbow and said.

“Stop playing around. You said we were going to take a bath.”

Cha Moogyul didn’t budge and just held Heeheon.

His smiling face, with his lips pressed against his ear, was reflected in the mirror. The long, curved eyes and the bewitching smile. It was always like this, but it was breathtakingly enchanting and beautiful. The persistent gleam in his black eyes bothered him.

“Before that, I think the order is wrong.”

Cha Moogyul’s eyes shone insidiously as he held Heeheon even tighter, ensnaring him. He pressed down on the back of his overlapped hand and held his waist firmly, pulling him close.

As if there was nowhere left for Heeheon to run. As if he was completely trapped in his embrace.

“Shouldn’t getting dirty come before getting clean?”

“What did you say?”

“If we’re going to wash up anyway, I think that would be more efficient. Huh?”

Heeheon, who was not oblivious to the meaning implied in the context, met his gaze in the mirror with flustered eyes.

Cha Moogyul, clad in his uniform, didn’t avoid his gaze and just watched Heeheon intently. His heart pounded. He felt his face heat up.

“Hey, didn’t you say I must be tired? You said I should rest while washing up…”

“You’ll rest while washing. Before that.”

Cha Moogyul lightly bit Heeheon’s ear. He smiled pleasantly again as he left a bite mark on his earlobe.

“We’ve never done it while looking in the mirror, have we?”

We?

The expression “we” made his heart inexplicably pound. And he didn’t know why Cha Moogyul kept smiling like that. He felt like he was falling for him, being mesmerized by him.

‘Hah, what is this. I’m the one who’s supposed to be seducing Cha Moogyul. But I’m the one being seduced.’

But, on second thought, this flow didn’t seem so bad. For now, he would have sex with Cha Moogyul as he wanted and go along with him, and then, when his mood was good, he could try to bring up the topic. At the very least, it would help with the persuasion.