Midday Guest Chapter 77

— Why wouldn’t it? Just go out there and stand for five minutes—no, three minutes. People would be lining up to follow you.

I let out a hollow laugh at the sheer absurdity of it.

“You should write a novel.”

— …Ah!

The end of Shin Heeyoung’s sentence suddenly trailed off. Then, he spoke mischievously, like someone about to whisper a massive secret.

— I get it.

“Get what?”

— Don’t play dumb. You’re at that person’s house, aren’t you?

“…What?”

— That guest who stayed in Yonggung-ri. That man with the incredible aura.

For a split second, I thought Shin Heeyoung was peering in here. Or that I was filming The Truman Show. I sat up in the bathtub, startled, while Shin Heeyoung burst into fits of laughter, finding it hilarious.

“How did you know?”

— Ah, this is humiliating. The Shin Heeyoung radar is finished. To think I only just realized this.

“I asked how you knew.”

— I’ve known you for ten years; there’s no way I wouldn’t know.

Shin Heeyoung was delighted, even clapping his hands. When I asked how he seriously knew, he gave an ambiguous answer, saying it was just a hunch.

— Are you together right now?

“What… what are you talking about? I’m alone. I told you, I’m in the middle of a bath.”

— I guess you’re not together then. Then I can stay on the phone a bit longer, right?

“…Yeah, I guess.”

I answered obediently. Since Shin Heeyoung had already figured everything out, there was no reason to keep denying it.

— So, are you done unpacking?

“Mostly.”

I was already using this place more comfortably than my own home.

— Have you been out and about?

“I’m trying to go here and there. But it’s still hectic and a bit much.”

— What’s there to be hectic about?

As I idly teased the surface of the water with my hand, I laughed, remembering what happened today.

“I made a total fool of myself today. I went to use that ice cream gifticon you sent me….”

Hearing that I was back in Seoul, Shin Heeyoung had sent me various coupons via messenger. Naturally, I thought I’d pay in person, so I stood in front of the counter for a while until a staff member addressed me with a kind voice. They told me I could pay at the kiosk. Then, I walked over confidently and fumbled around for so long that I eventually had to get help from the staff anyway.

Hearing that story, Shin Heeyoung chuckled and wheezed.

— Crazy. That’s hilarious. Man, even my old man isn’t that bad.

“I’m telling you, the barcode just wouldn’t scan.”

— You’re insane, really. That sounds exactly like something my grandfather would say.

“Did I know things would change this much in just over two years?”

I let out a laugh at my own absurdity. As I lay prone in the tub, giggling, Shin Heeyoung teased me by singing.

— I guess I should go back. This place doesn’t suit meeeeee.

“Hey, we don’t have a place to go back to.”

— Ah, damn, that’s true.

“Come to think of it, we can’t go to the bathhouse together anymore.”

— There are plenty of good spas here too. Though it won’t have that Yonggung-ri feel.

“Hey, that’s a completely different vibe.”

While I was talking on the phone with a voice full of laughter, the bathroom door suddenly opened with a click.

Cha Seokjoo looked down at me through the gap in the door.

With the phone pressed to my face, my mouth fell open. As I tried to hang up quickly, Cha Seokjoo waved his hand as if telling me not to mind him, then turned around and stripped off his clothes.

— Anyway, it’s seriously funny. Imagine how baffled people must be. You look like you could rule the world, but to think you were just standing there looking dim-witted….

For a while, Shin Heeyoung’s mocking voice continued in my ear. With the phone still to my ear, my eyes scanned Cha Seokjoo.

The clothes covering his fit body dropped one by one, revealing bare skin. His broad shoulders, thick torso, and by contrast, his tapering waistline and solid lower body.

Staring blankly despite myself, I saw the heavy mass of flesh hanging between his legs and hurriedly turned my head away. I knew Shin Heeyoung was rambling on about something, but it was at the level of going in one ear and out the other.

I need to focus. I cleared my throat and adjusted my grip on the phone, my cheeks burning red.

“I’ll get used to it eventually.”

Cha Seokjoo watched me talking to Shin Heeyoung with an unreadable gaze before entering the tub and sitting behind me with his legs spread.

Splash, water surged over the edge of the tub.

— Hey, want me to help you adjust? Want to come out?

Our skin, slick from the water, brushed against each other. Along with a subtle, tightening pressure. Startled, a gasp escaped my mouth.

“…Huh?”

— We can grab food, I can hear about where and how you’re living, and I can show you what Seoul life is like—things like that.

Since we were close and in a bathroom, the conversation was essentially public property. When I peeked back, Cha Seokjoo wrapped an arm around my waist and bit down hard on my nape.

“…That… sounds… good.”

Squirming in place, I bit my lip as I felt a hand sliding between my legs. A large hand was kneading the smooth scrotum that was floating in the water.

— How about right now? Dinner, then a drink. The timing is perfect.

My breath caught in my throat instantly. Knowing that if I opened my mouth, something strange would pop out, I bit the inside of my cheek hard. The hand that had been kneading my chest moved up to caress my jaw.

Cha Seokjoo pressed his lips to my ear and whispered.

“Tell him. Your friend is waiting.”

His tongue licked my water-dampened earlobe. Like a slithering snake, his tongue flicked in and out of my ear canal.

“…Ah.”

A sound finally leaked out of my mouth. Cha Seokjoo’s hand began to slowly stroke my already erect cock.

— Why, is today not a good day?

Fortunately, it seemed Shin Heeyoung took the sound I made as a sigh of awkwardness. I hurriedly grabbed Cha Seokjoo’s hand, which was busy down there, and continued.

“Yeah, I’ve already washed up and I’m tired from unpacking, so….”

— Ah, right. I was being too hasty.

I stole a glance back to meet Cha Seokjoo’s eyes before continuing.

“How about tomorrow? I’ll match your schedule.”

— That would be better. Actually, I’m leaving the country soon, so in terms of schedule, tomorrow is best.

“…Uh-huh.”

— Man, it’s so great having you in Seoul. I can call and make plans whenever.

“Yeah, I feel the same.”

— Then shall we meet tomorrow evening? I’ll go over to your side.

“To this side?”

— Yeah, there’s a decent restaurant nearby.

Shin Heeyoung kept talking for a while about what we would do when we met tomorrow. Because I couldn’t cut off his explanation—it felt like he was going to pour out every bit of information he had—I curled my body and endured Cha Seokjoo’s hand. I didn’t pull away because the gentle touch felt good.

“Mmm, I’m fine with anything. Do whatever you want to do.”

This is fine, that’s fine. Because I answered that way to the too-many options Shin Heeyoung presented, the atmosphere in the bathroom took a strange turn.

The fingertips on my waist tightened, and my body was pulled back abruptly. Suddenly, something blunt touched my hole.

When I flinched and tried to look back, Cha Seokjoo pinned me down with both arms so I couldn’t move.

Cha Seokjoo spoke in a slightly low voice.

“You said everything is fine.”

“…….”

“You told me to do whatever I wanted.”

I shook my head. I hadn’t been talking to Cha Seokjoo.

“……!”

In the meantime, the glans, which had swollen significantly, thapped against the space between my buttocks. Because of the cock that was trying to strike into my hole—which had been closed for a few days—I jolted in place and bit my lip hard.

— Oh, right, can I bring someone along?

“…Wh-who.”

— You know that new friend I mentioned before. Noah Jensen. He happens to be in Korea for work right now. Things worked out well between me and him.

Slide, my body was pushed forward. I ended up prone, bracing against the tub with my pale buttocks exposed. While I supported myself with one arm, Cha Seokjoo thrust his face between my buttocks. I closed my eyes and desperately tried to steady my breathing.

“Ah, yeah. I remember. That’s… good….”

— Right. I wanted to introduce him to you first.

“Mmm-hmm.”

Hot breath poured over me, and a wet tongue covered my hole and sucked. My legs shook, and my vision went white. I couldn’t take any more. At this point, I thought it would be better for the conversation to just cut off abruptly.

“Hey, sorry, but I’ve been… in the tub… too long. I have to… wash up… and get out. I’m sleepy too.”

— Ah, I forgot.

“We’ll talk… talk about the details when we meet.”

— Alright, I got it. Get some rest then.

Ultimately, while lying prone against the tub talking to Shin Heeyoung, I hung up the phone under the pretext of being too sleepy to continue.

Shin Heeyoung left with a refreshing “I’ll be in touch” and readily let the now-taciturn Yiwon go.

The air behind me felt cold. Just as I was about to turn my body to look back, Cha Seokjoo set his teeth and bit my buttock. Was that a bite or a tear? It hurt so much an “ack” burst out of me.

“Since it seems you didn’t make plans for today, I can do as I please, right?”

A hand reached for my back, and my body tilted forward sharply. Before I could even attempt to block his urgent touch, Cha Seokjoo brought his face close between Yiwon’s legs and muttered.