Dirty Sweet Baby Chapter 22

The reason he had endlessly struggled, refusing to give up, was not only for his own well-being, but also because it was mixed with a little bit of pity for Cha Moogyul. No matter how much he was a hyung worse than a stranger, and a stepbrother at that, formed late in life by their parents’ remarriage, it would surely be disgusting and unpleasant for such a person to discover the secret that his hyung desired him like crazy. They were family, after all. A relationship where they would be entangled for life, whether they wanted to or not.

So he had avoided it. To protect Baek Heeheon. And also, to protect Cha Moogyul.

‘It’s useless. It’s all useless now.’

So, he decided he would just have to do as he wished.

Guiding, mucosal contact, it did not matter, he would just go ahead and do it all.

Whether they kissed or touched bodies, to Cha Moogyul, that act would be nothing more than guiding anyway. Even if it felt like a taboo that made Baek Heeheon’s heart tremble, something he could never do, to Cha Moogyul it was merely guiding.

So now, Baek Heeheon did not know what to do either.

‘In any case, if that’s what Cha Moogyul wants, there’s no way for me to resist…’

He thought that from now on, he should focus only on guiding and not think about anything else. He would comply with all of Cha Moogyul’s demands and let go of the rest.

In the dining room, Heeheon’s face was reflected in the large picture window as if in a mirror. Hesitating, faltering, wandering. The Baek Heeheon who had been busy running away was there. It was a figure no different from his younger self five years ago, no, eight years ago, when he had first met Cha Moogyul. His height seemed to have shrunk, his shoulders narrowed, and even his features appeared youthful.

Heeheon met his own eyes in the window’s reflection. As if he were about to fight the self in the mirror. As if he were about to break himself and do something drastic. Then, the past self who had looked young, small, and full of fear vanished, and his reflection returned to his present appearance.

‘…’

The Baek Heeheon who had wandered for so long, unable to become his proper hyung, was dead. He would never return.

After finishing the last bowl and completing his meal, Heeheon let out a long breath.

Eight years. It felt as if the lump that had pooled in his chest and rotted black was seeping out, mixed with his breath.

*

Beep, beep, bee…

The pager rang.

Heeheon, who had been curled up in bed all day, rose like a ghost. He had to get dressed and go to the guiding room, he thought in his head, but his body moved sluggishly. He slowly got out of bed and opened the drawer where his combat uniform was folded.

But then, he suddenly sensed a presence at the bedroom door.

Creeeak. With an eerie sound that one would only hear in a horror movie, the wooden door opened slowly. Cha Moogyul was standing outside the door.

“Huh?”

Startled, Heeheon let out a foolish sound.

‘Cha Moogyul… Why is Cha Moogyul here?’

Shouldn’t he be in the guiding room? Why today, of all days.

‘No, could this also be a dream…?’

Heeheon watched him warily. Cha Moogyul stood still in the hallway. The light from the fluorescent lamp in the room cast his shadow long and dark down the dim corridor.

“Come out.”

“……”

“Are you a mole or something, hyung? Staying cooped up in your room for days.”

His black eyes were dark and sunken, and his lips were set in a hard line. Heeheon could only blink his surprised eyes silently.

“If you’re not coming out, I’m coming in.”

Cha Moogyul let out a smirk and stepped into the bedroom. Heeheon took a step back to avoid the approaching man. He was so flustered by Cha Moogyul’s sudden intrusion that he could not question anything. He came to his senses belatedly and spoke.

“No, don’t come in. Go wait in the guiding room.”

“Hm?”

“I’ll change and be right there… so get out.”

It was no use trying to kick him out. Cha Moogyul’s shadow fell over Heeheon. He wrapped his arms around Heeheon’s waist, pulling him in close.

“What to do. I’m already in.”

“Hey, you really…”

Lowering his head to meet his eyes, he laughed fiercely as if he found it amusing.

“What’s the big deal. I’ll leave after the guiding is done. Instead of wasting time saying one more word like that, just do the guiding.”

Cha Moogyul grabbed Heeheon’s lower lip with his thumb and forefinger and pulled. The lip, held plumply between his fingers, turned red.

“That’s why I s-said you can’t. The regulations…”

“What regulations.”

“The regulation that says you can’t just do this recklessly. That even if the Esper loses their reason, the Guide must not… Ah!”

Cha Moogyul lightly pressed his lips against Heeheon’s, which he was holding thickly. They touched like a stamp being pressed down and then separated just as quickly. Heeheon’s expression crumbled. He frowned and his eyes widened.

“What was that…”

To the question that had just blurted out, Cha Moogyul replied calmly, as if it were nothing.

“What do you think it was.”

As if signaling the start of the guiding, a spark began to fly in his eyes. The heat rose steadily, and he finished preparing to crave the guiding with his Esper instincts. He used his fingers to pry Heeheon’s mouth open.

“Are you sure it’s not allowed because of regulations? To my eyes, it still just looks like you’re avoiding me.”

“Wait, Cha Moogyul, wait…”

“Then again, it’s not like you’ve ever wanted to do anything, hyung.”

Cha Moogyul stuck out his tongue and kissed him deeply in his parted mouth. Their tongues intertwined and their breaths mixed. Cha Moogyul was rough, blatant, and skilled. He nibbled on Heeheon’s lower lip, then licked the reddened spot, and then devoured it as if to swallow him whole.

“Ngh.”

“Haah…”

As their cores resonated with each other, a tingling sensation began to vibrate deep within their chests. Heeheon pushed against his solid shoulders with both arms. He had long since failed at being Cha Moogyul’s proper hyung, and though he had resolved to let himself be used as a guide, he could not calmly accept him showing up out of the blue and kissing him by force like this.

‘Why a kiss, of all things, again…’

Moreover, this time too, his hand slipped under the hem of Heeheon’s clothes. The thin summer t-shirt, not even a combat uniform, was no obstacle to him. Just like last time, he seemed to be stroking his back with his large palm, then he cupped his sides with both hands and touched his stomach with his thumbs.

‘Our clothes aren’t supposed to be like this either…’

The wet sounds gradually became more intense. As the guiding continued, Heeheon, feeling he could not take it anymore, twisted his head away. He pushed hard on his shoulders and avoided the lips that were chasing after him as if to pounce.

“…You said you wouldn’t be panting with your lips on mine.”

“Did I say that.”

“Why do you keep putting your tongue in my mouth. Do it like you always do. With your fingers…”

“Because the guiding works well. Rubbing the mucous membrane with my tongue is more efficient than with my fingers. And…”

Cha Moogyul lowered his eyes and brought his face close to Heeheon’s. His long eyelashes brushed softly against his cheek, tickling him.

Then, as if revealing a secret, he lowered his voice and whispered.

“You’re a worn-out guide anyway, hyung.”

“…What?”

“Haha, how many Espers have you dealt with so far?”

“Hey… watch your mouth, Cha Moogyul.”

“A hundred, two hundred? Or maybe you can’t even count.”

The black eyes looked at Heeheon and sneered. Then, as if telling him to stop with the useless chatter and focus on the guiding, he lunged for his lips again.

He thrust his tongue in without hesitation, licking the roof of his mouth and the inside of his cheeks. Heeheon remained captured by him, his oral mucous membranes continuously caressed by his tongue.

His hand, which had crept under the t-shirt, fumbled at Heeheon’s waist. His palm was so large it felt like it could encompass his entire waist. He gently brushed the area next to his navel, then moved up along his abs, and entered the chest area.

“Ugh, mm…”

Heeheon was panting noticeably. Hah, he gasped, taking in a sharp breath, and in his surprise, he ended up biting his tongue a little. His hands were too big, and cool, and his core was resonating from within, and he just felt like he was going crazy.

‘What kind of guiding is this.’

Had he been pushed all the way to the wall at some point? Heeheon’s back touched the windowsill. The back of his head was pressed against the windowpane.

In the bedroom, without even being properly dressed, being kissed recklessly, he did not know if this act could even be called guiding. In Heeheon’s mind, it definitely was not. However, if Cha Moogyul considered this guiding, there was nothing he could do. Heeheon was too tired, too worn out, and to some extent, wanted to give up, to go against his will.

‘Bastard…’

A jolt ran through him every time he was touched. Heeheon’s face was already flushed red, and his lower abdomen was tightening. The excitement was so overwhelming that he did not even realize the shame as his lower body shifted slightly.

His reason melted in the pleasure. It felt excessively good. This situation of being pressed against Cha Moogyul like this, their tongues entwined in a kiss, felt like an unreal fantasy. In fact, it was to the point where he wondered if even this was a dream Heeheon was having.

‘Ah, what do I do… I don’t have the confidence to push him away anymore.’

Baek Heeheon had done as much as he could.

Honestly, it was really too much now. He could not endure it.

Cha Moogyul. This playboy, this reckless bastard. His skill with his tongue is amazing, so wouldn’t it be okay to let him be for just a little while…?

Whether it’s a one-sided love or a doomed love, anyway, an opportunity like this, to have skinship with such a person without any guilt, is not something that is just given away freely…

‘It’s not like I can stop him even if I try.’

If that’s the case.

Just like this.

Wouldn’t it be okay to be lost in a dream for a little while…?

‘This is just guiding, after all…’