Hazardous Concentration Chapter 5

From that day on, his mother stopped helping his father with work and dedicated herself solely to treatment. If she felt even a little unwell, she would be hospitalized immediately, and after discharge, she spent her time recuperating at their countryside villa or at home. Perhaps thanks to that, Mother had spent her days without any major issues for ten years. However, when Father’s business went bankrupt, the situation changed completely.

The shock pushed her physical condition to the worst extreme, and because they had no money, it became difficult to afford even a six-person ward, let alone the private room she had always used. Thus, they had no choice but to move Mother to a smaller hospital with relatively cheaper admission fees.

“Haa.”

As he let out a deep sigh of hopelessness, the phone in his pocket vibrated. It was a call from his mother. Eunhoo quickly steadied his voice.

“Yes, Mom.”

—Where are you?

“I’m heading home now.”

—Right, my son, you’ve worked hard.

Eunhoo’s face grew dark.

—Come back safely. I saw you limping earlier; where and how did you get hurt? Hmm?

Eunhoo flinched. He had tried so hard not to make it obvious that he was injured, but it seemed he couldn’t deceive his mother’s eyes.

“I’m fine. I just twisted it a little.”

—You must use a warm towel for a compress. If you mistreat an ankle, it’s easy for it to become a chronic issue.

It wasn’t a life-threatening illness like his mother’s, just a minor injury that would heal in a few days. Yet, his mother was worried that her son had gotten hurt and kept asking how it happened. It wasn’t a pleasant story to tell, and he didn’t even want to talk about what happened that day, so Eunhoo hurriedly changed the subject.

“I’ll do that. More importantly, you have to stay at the hospital for a while—have you packed all your things?”

— …No, not yet. I have to pack them now.

“That’s why I told you not to do it. I’ll pack them myself, so just leave it alone.”

She ran out of breath from the slightest movement, so it wasn’t even helicopter parenting. His mother knew that too and replied compliantly.

—Alright, I’ll do that. By the way, my son, you must be exhausted today, what are you going to do? By what time did you say you had to go to the restaurant?

“I just need to be there before the evening service starts. More importantly, have you eaten? I set it out for you this morning.”

—I ate.

In reality, the person suffering the most in this situation was his mother.

When Eunhoo asked about this and that, pretending to be bright, his mother’s laughter could be heard. She had been worrying him for the past few days because her condition was poor, but she seemed a little better today.

“Is there anything you want to eat? I’ll buy it on my way back.”

With his mother’s instruction to be careful on his way back, as there was nothing she wanted, the call ended.

“Whew.”

Letting out a sigh, Eunhoo took a step forward. He felt pain with every single step he took.

Even though it was early summer, Eunhoo was covering most of his skin with his clothes. That was only natural, as it was a situation where he couldn’t possibly expose his bare skin.

Eunhoo bit his lip, recalling what had happened in the early hours of yesterday. Eunhoo, who had followed the waiter into the room, had frozen in place.

It was all the more unbelievable because he had been thinking of Yeo Taejun after seeing the roses just before that.

He blinked slowly. Even though he was clearly breathing, he had the illusion that his heart had stopped.

He never imagined he would encounter Yeo Taejun in such a place.

Memories of the past came flooding back in an instant. Those moments, which had nothing special about them and which the other person would have forgotten, were vividly etched into Eunhoo’s mind.

‘What is this.’

The corners of Eunhoo’s eyes twitched.

In the past, he was an adult too, but now, his gaze and his aura had deepened even further. Yeo Taejun exhaled cigarette smoke languidly.

At the gesture telling him to come here, Eunhoo approached as if bewitched.

‘Um…’

He hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to call him. He was his classmate’s hyung, so should he call him hyung? But that felt too intimate. And calling him Mr. Yeo Taejun didn’t feel right either.

It was when Eunhoo was agonizing over what to call him. Suddenly, he reached out, grabbed Eunhoo’s wrist, and pulled him toward himself.

‘Ugh!’

Before he could even inhale in surprise, Yeo Taejun spoke in a slow tone that carried no rise or fall.

‘If you came to sell your cum, you should put in some effort.’

‘Pardon?’

‘I don’t really like that you’re a guy, but what can I do? I don’t have the luxury of being picky, so I have to eat what’s available for now. Don’t you agree?’

At first, he didn’t understand what he meant. Then, he grabbed the buttons of the shirt Eunhoo was wearing and ripped them off.

‘W, wait… Huk!’

He shouted as if screaming, but it was useless. He was so strong that no matter how much he struggled, he didn’t budge.

‘M, misunderstanding… Ah!’

But Yeo Taejun didn’t listen to Eunhoo’s words. He only stared at Eunhoo quietly, a crooked smile hanging on his lips.

Cold sweat trickled down his back. One fact Eunhoo had learned through social life was that women were not the only targets of sexual harassment and assault. Men could just as easily be targets of sexual harassment and sexual assault. Moreover, Eunhoo had delicate features for a man, which often made him a target for strange people.

But this wasn’t it. He never imagined that this would happen with Yeo Taejun of all people.

He still didn’t recognize him.

‘You.’

Yeo Taejun, who had been looking down at Eunhoo with dazed eyes as if drunk, scoffed.

‘You have quite the horny look in your eyes.’

He lightly tapped the corners of Eunhoo’s distorted eyes with his finger.

‘Want to try crying?’

‘Pardon?’

‘It’s because you look quite horny when you cry. I’ll pay you more than what President Jeong gave you.’

As soon as he finished speaking, he pressed his lower body against him. His object revealed a long, sagging outline toward the left.

‘H, hey, Mr. Yeo Taejun!’

‘Your body is skinny, but the flesh tastes quite…’

He tore off the remaining buttons. Immediately after, a squishy tongue gnawed at his stiffened nipples.

‘What, wait…!’

A shocked Eunhoo struggled with his body. In the meantime, the man pressed down on his round nipple with his pointed tongue and gnawed at it with his white teeth. His pitch-black eyes stared down at Eunhoo’s flat chest as if to pierce it.

‘Ugh!’

‘Your nipples are quite big, too…’

His breath brushed against his skin. When Eunhoo shivered at the goosebumps running down his neck, a sound of laughter was heard.

‘The color is pretty, too.’

The man grabbed and twisted Eunhoo’s nipple without mercy. At the hair-raising sensation, Eunhoo clawed at the smooth sofa with his fingernails.

‘Hiik!’

To Eunhoo, who had stopped even resisting out of shock, the other man whispered in a relaxed tone.

‘Making such a fuss just because one nipple was sucked. Are you a virgin?’

Eunhoo blinked his eyes rapidly. Even though it was Korean, he couldn’t understand it.

‘Well, I don’t care either way.’

It didn’t seem like he wanted an answer in the first place. The erect nipple was sucked into the man’s mouth again.

Soon, his hand began to fiddle with Eunhoo’s buttocks.

‘No, don’t. Stop…’

As a terrified Eunhoo thrashed his legs, the man didn’t even snort and easily suppressed him. His flesh was bitten and kneaded.

His stiffly erect member rubbed against Eunhoo’s legs. Realizing that, Eunhoo resisted violently, but the man’s solid body did not budge. As if annoyed, he grabbed both of Eunhoo’s hands and raised them above his head, then bent his body down.

‘Tsk, you have to stay still.’

He sucked on Eunhoo’s lips with a tongue that smelled of alcohol.

‘Mmmph! Mmm!’

He struggled, thrashing his two legs instead of his held hands, but the man pressing down from above remained completely immovable. And then…

Hooooonk!

“Huk!”

At the sound of the car horn, Eunhoo hurriedly came to his senses. He discovered himself standing in the middle of a crosswalk, not even knowing when he had crossed it.

Eunhoo shook his head slightly, as if waking from a dream. It felt like he was going crazy because the events of that day kept popping into his head whenever he had a moment.

When he fell into a deep sleep, Eunhoo had escaped that place as if fleeing. His ankle was injured when he was in a hurry to get away then.

“Whew.”

Eunhoo gripped his right shoulder, which still had bite marks, with his left hand. That wasn’t all. Every part of him that Yeo Taejun had sucked and touched felt like it was throbbing.

That day, Eunhoo’s resistance had been passive.