Formless Chapter 31

It was something he hadn’t asked during lunch, so Heewoon stared blankly at Gangwoo.

“I thought you wouldn’t talk about it if I didn’t ask.”

Gangwoo checked the side mirror and turned the steering wheel, saying,

“Ah… it was fun.”

Eum…. Gangwoo slightly nodded his head. However, Heewoon felt that his answer was somewhat lacking, so he added,

“I bought and ate something delicious, too.”

After saying it, he felt awkward because it sounded like he was trying too hard to please him. Seo Gangwoo was acting as if he had actually helped him. The card—he’d been forced to take it. That’s what it was….

“Something delicious? What did you eat?”

Gangwoo glanced at Heewoon.

“Hamburger.”

“Ah. You ate a hamburger.”

Seo Gangwoo muttered softly and gave a pffft laugh. It was the tone of someone who had been curious about it all along.

Heewoon furtively looked at Gangwoo, then looked straight ahead. The car was now exiting the parking lot. Gangwoo, who had been silent for a moment, asked gently,

“Is a hamburger what you consider delicious, sunbae?”

“Uh-uh….”

I should go eat a hamburger. The eyes looking at Heewoon were slightly smiling. Heewoon answered awkwardly, then looked straight ahead again. As he stared blankly, he suddenly recalled his earlier phone call with his mother.

Why did he answer as if he were home earlier?

He had once heard neighbors whispering. That the son of that house was pitiful. That the debt was mountainous, but the mother was perfectly fine and just lying around at home. Heewoon was very worried that such words might have reached his mother’s ears.

If he had to hide even going out for a short breath of fresh air, it would be too sad.

Even if others couldn’t, Heewoon understood his mother. Too many difficult things had kept happening, so even if she tried to muster strength, she couldn’t.

She wasn’t sick every single day, and she wasn’t depressed all day long. Even when she seemed okay, his mother was not okay. Yes, that was it.

But just sometimes,

A question starting with ‘Why is Mom,’ surfaces. The nasty questions mixed with a sense of unfairness and resentment.

Then, what Heewoon does is always the same. He suppresses the questions that rose from deep inside and reminds himself to be grateful that his mother is alive. It helps to recall the emotions he felt when his mother was diagnosed with liver cancer. It is very hard, but when he even recalls his father’s death, only deep affection remains.

His mother was the only remaining family Heewoon had.

Heewoon picked up his cell phone, typed up to [Mom, I came home…], and deleted it all. He was afraid his mother might feel burdened.

He looked out the window again and was a little surprised to find they were in front of Seo Gangwoo’s house. The massive gate was slowly opening. Had he been thinking for that long?

Heewoon turned his head to look at Gangwoo. Since he didn’t know how to not do the ‘push-and-pull’ he mentioned, he was currently trying to look at him often.

“Hm? Is there anywhere you want to go?”

Gangwoo tilted his head slightly and asked gently.

“No.”

Heewoon shook his head. When he actually looked at him, Gangwoo spoke to him, which was a bit overwhelming. Was there another way to avoid looking and still avoid that push-and-pull? Thinking deeply, he got out of the car and followed Gangwoo.

The dog in the garden wagged its tail and ran over the moment it saw its owner. Heewoon stood far away and watched Gangwoo play with the dog. His gaze merely rested there while he was lost in thought.

A moment later, Gangwoo turned around and noticed Heewoon’s gaze. He stared intently at Heewoon right where he stood.

“……”

“……”

Silence flowed between them, their gazes entangled from a distance of about four paces.

Heewoon hesitated and cautiously asked, ‘Why?’ Gangwoo then let out a small sigh and strode toward him.

“Why, why….”

Heewoon stepped backward, frightened by the lack of expression. But Gangwoo’s steps were much faster than his tentative retreat.

Gangwoo grabbed his arm, pulled Heewoon directly towards him, and pressed their lips together.

The hand that released the arm he had tightly grasped pulled his waist closer. Their bodies met without a gap. The other hand that burrowed into the back of his head messed up his hair, as if unable to control his emotions.

“Heeu….”

Heewoon rolled his eyes, his eyelids half-raised. Although they were inside the main gate and couldn’t be seen from outside, they weren’t hidden from the people who worked at this house. Someone might come out the front door at any moment. Someone might be standing by the wide window in the living room.

As Gangwoo’s tongue brushed his palate, Heewoon hunched his neck and gripped Gangwoo’s clothing. When their lips momentarily separated, Heewoon panted and said,

“If someone sees us……”

Before he could finish his sentence, Gangwoo pushed his tongue through the gap between his parted lips. Heewoon’s breathing grew increasingly ragged as his waist arched slightly backward.

Haa—.

Gangwoo sighed and pulled back, lightly brushing his cheek and chin as he descended, then firmly pressed his lips just behind Heewoon’s ear. A low, cracked whisper resonated along his earlobe.

“I was going to go up to the room, but….”

Gangwoo nibbled his earlobe with his lips, licked it slightly, and raised his head.

“Sunbae kept rushing me.”

“I, I didn’t… I didn’t do that.”

“Oh, really? Then why did I get so turned on?”

Their eyes met closely. The corner of Gangwoo’s mouth slowly curled up.

When Heewoon pursed his lips and couldn’t say anything, Gangwoo laughed softly and buried his face in Heewoon’s shoulder.

Heewoon awkwardly supported the large body while glancing around. It was close to sunset, but the sky didn’t show any signs of red yet. That meant the staff still had a long time before they went home.

Gangwoo turned his head from Heewoon’s shoulder and looked up at Heewoon. Then he asked casually,

“Are you looking for a place to screw?”

“Ah, no! This is outside, how could I….”

When Heewoon was horrified, Gangwoo smiled wryly. He straightened up and stood straight, looking down at Heewoon and asking slowly,

“If I say we should do it?”

“Then I will.”

Heewoon answered immediately.

Gangwoo scrutinized Heewoon’s face. It was the terrified face of someone contemplating having sex outdoors. The corner of Gangwoo’s mouth rose in satisfaction.

“That’s right.”

A low voice flowed out.

Heewoon clenched his fists and rolled his eyes. He saw a large tree.

“B-but Gangwoo…. Can’t we do it behind that tree?”

Gangwoo followed Heewoon’s gesture and turned his head. Over there? When Gangwoo questioned him, Heewoon answered, Yes.

“You want to do it over there?”

“Yes.”

Gangwoo turned back, laughing as if he was troubled. He stroked Heewoon’s head and spoke in a soothing tone,

“Let’s do it next time. When no one is around.”

In an instant, Heewoon ended up looking like he was begging to do it outside.

Even so, Heewoon had no choice but to answer, Yes.

“Hold back a little, even if you’re disappointed.” Gangwoo said, slowly smoothing down his ruffled hair.

“What if someone comes and sees you whimpering?”

“……”

Heewoon tried hard not to frown.

🧸

Let’s go in. Gangwoo grabbed Heewoon’s hand. Heewoon walked inside the house, holding the hand that felt particularly large, differing by about one joint in size.

Gangwoo’s steps were fast, so Heewoon busily chased after him. Since Gangwoo took the stairs leading to the second floor two steps at a time, Heewoon was panting, breathless, when they arrived at the room.

“You sit down every day, so this little bit exhausts you.”

Gangwoo clicked his tongue, naturally took Heewoon’s bag off, placed it on the floor, and gripped one of Heewoon’s buttocks, pulling him closer. His other hand unzipped Heewoon’s pants.

Heewoon saw his pants drop thud to the floor, holding his arms awkwardly across his chest. His underwear also quickly fell to the floor, catching on his feet.

As the large, firm hand slid down from his tailbone and kneaded his buttocks, Heewoon’s body naturally tensed up. Though they had joined their bodies countless times now, the fear had only slightly lessened; it hadn’t vanished.

Gangwoo rubbed his heavy trouser fly against Heewoon’s genitals and stroked his rigid body, then suddenly said,

“Shall I suck your dick?”

Before Heewoon could protest in surprise, Gangwoo supported him under the buttocks and lifted him into his arms. Heewoon instinctively wrapped his arms around Gangwoo’s neck. The pants and underwear, caught on one foot, fell to the floor.

Heewoon was seated not on the bed, but on the desk. He flinched at the cold wood touching his bare skin, then immediately covered his genitals.

“N-no, you don’t have to.”

Heewoon recoiled, shaking his head. He hadn’t washed, and he didn’t really like things like this…. As he muttered and rambled, Gangwoo laughed lowly.

“Sunbae truly has something about you that turns people on.”

Take your hand away. Gangwoo casually pushed Heewoon’s hand away. Heewoon couldn’t cover his genitals again, so he fidgeted with his hands and pressed his legs together.

Gangwoo spread Heewoon’s legs without much effort and settled in between them. He fiddled with the limp penis and stared intently between his legs. The fine body hair and light color were exactly like…

“…You look like Woo Heewoon.”

Gangwoo gave a pffft laugh and lowered his head.

“Ga, Gangwoo.”

Heewoon urgently called Gangwoo and grabbed the hand resting between his lower abdomen and thigh. Gangwoo raised his eyes to meet his gaze and then slowly licked up from the base of the shaft.

“Hhuut….”

Heewoon’s thighs twitched. The corner of Gangwoo’s mouth curled up slightly as he took the glans into his mouth and rolled his tongue.

“Haa….”

His breathing quickly grew ragged. Every time the mouth took his penis in fully and then pulled back, air entered and made a sound. The unfamiliar stimulation made his thighs constantly twitch, and his knees kept hitting the large shoulder awkwardly wedged between his legs.

Gangwoo poked his tongue just below the glans and looked up at Heewoon, who was flushed around the eyes and whimpering. His voice, tinged with amusement, asked,

“No one’s ever sucked your dick, have they?”

“…Yes. Y-you can stop now, though….”

“Sucking someone’s dick is a first for me, too.”

Seo Gangwoo, who placed the bridge of his nose against the half-erect penis, chuckled, finding something amusing.

“Ah. I want to bite it.”

The whispering against his lips was chilling. Heewoon gripped Gangwoo’s shoulder tightly, feeling like he might actually do it. Gangwoo briefly glanced up and then lowered his head again.