Eighteen's Bed-Chapter 29.4

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Then he, while still chuckling, looked at me. I intentionally cleared my throat loudly and quickly wiped the smile off my face.

“You get serious so quickly after I say something.”

“I wasn’t getting serious because of what you said.”

“Damn, that’s scary…”

Go Yohan purposely shrank his shoulders. Despite his large frame, it didn’t feel like he was shrinking at all.

He was still messing with me, though. If I thought back to Go Yohan from a few years ago, I’d wonder if this was really just a joke. But sometimes I realize that the pranks Go Yohan plays on me are ‘Go Yohan-exclusive playful jokes.’ I can tell by the look in his eyes or when he subtly lets me win. He doesn’t always let me win, though.

So, I sometimes push back at Go Yohan. My pride, built up from not wanting to be the only one being teased, gets in the way. I lightly punched Go Yohan’s arm. It was so light it didn’t even make a sound.

“Go Yohan.”

“Hmm?”

“Go Yohan-.”

“What-?”

I saw him subtly imitate me. I lightly hit Go Yohan’s forearm again and spoke.

“I want to see your graduation photo.”

“See- huh? What?”

“Why are you so surprised? I said I want to see your graduation photo.”

“You can just look at yours. You must have your high school graduation photo.”

“Why would I want to look at that face I’ve seen for three years already? I’m talking about your middle school graduation photo.”

Go Yohan raised one eyebrow. Now I didn’t even need to read the mood. I knew Go Yohan was most honest when he was dissatisfied. It was obvious. He didn’t want to show me his graduation photo.

“Why?”

“What?”

“Why do you want to see it?”

Well, why do I want to see it? I’m not some twisted person who wants to look at a kid who clearly doesn’t want to show it. I tried to think it through, but when I thought too hard, something in my chest itched and I couldn’t stand it. I just stopped thinking and stretched my lips into a long smile.

“To see if you were chubby in middle school.”

“Seriously obsessed with some dumb stuff…”

Go Yohan looked me up and down openly. Then, with a suspicious gaze, he spoke.

“Do you like pigs or something?”

“Why’s that suddenly coming up?”

“It’s coming up because I’m suspicious. Your taste is freaking unique.”

“No—what does that even mean? What if I say I like people with a bit of weight on them?”

“Then I’ll show you right away. Wait. I’ll find some guys who went to the same middle school and tell them to take pictures for me. Wait, I’m going to get my phone.”

Like a spring, Go Yohan bounced up and opened the door to leave without even giving me a chance to stop him. It happened so fast. What just passed by? I stared dumbly at the empty space and felt utterly confused.

“Was that for real?”

It was quite a while before Go Yohan came back. But when he did return, his expression was strangely triumphant. It looked like the face of a puppy who had done something mischievous. And I looked at him with eyes full of dread, like an owner who had just come home from work, seeing the puppy.

What’s more, Go Yohan’s hands were empty. He said he was going to get his phone. When I alternated looking between his hands and his face, Go Yohan proudly stretched out his empty hand and said.

“I don’t have anyone to contact.”

“You’re making excuses. You’ve got plenty of friends, right?”

“No. I’m a loner.”

“Don’t joke.”

“Actually, I just didn’t bring it.”

The story changed again. I squinted my eyes. Go Yohan, seeing my expression, shamelessly raised his head and added.

“I was worried you’d dump me if you found out I’m not a pig.”

“Bullshit…”

“Guess it’s because I have an appearance-obsessed boyfriend. What can I do?”

“Earlier you said I like chubby people and you’d show me?”

“See!”

“See what?”

Go Yohan sneered awkwardly. He was wearing a look that seemed to say, ‘I knew this would happen.’

“You really liked the chubby pig, didn’t you? If I showed you, I would’ve been dumped for sure.”

“I said I didn’t.”

“Sorry. I’ve never had any fat in my life, so sorry about that.”

“I told you I didn’t!”

“Ahem!”

Go Yohan scratched his neck and cleared his throat lightly, but it sounded so forced. I’m pretty sure I saw his lips curl up before. I frowned and stared hard at Go Yohan’s face, but that smile disappeared like a mirage.

After a few more fake coughs, Go Yohan hurriedly lowered his head. I was pretty sure his shoulders were trembling. I slowly opened my eyes wider and looked at him. But when Go Yohan lifted his head, his eyes were slightly red.

At that moment, an enormous feeling of guilt dragged me down and buried me in the ground. Was he not laughing, but actually crying? I had no idea what to do and stood up in a panic, stumbling, and Go Yohan slowly walked toward me and suddenly kneeled. Then, grabbing onto my pants, he begged.

“Jun, please don’t leave me. From now on, I’ll eat five bowls of rice every day.”

“Hey, are you messing with me right now?”

“What do you mean? If you want, I’ll roast marshmallows and dip them in melted chocolate for you.”

“You are messing with me, aren’t you?”

Damn, seriously. Only then did I pull back the leg Go Yohan was holding. As he released my leg, Go Yohan’s face twisted and he collapsed onto the carpet, bursting into laughter. I watched that scene and felt so embarrassed I could die.

“Ah, you’re so cute.”

“…Hey, you really…”

“Look at your face, it’s all red. Damn, you’re so cute.”

Cute, my ass. I clenched my fist tightly and trembled. Why does it feel like Go Yohan is getting more and more into teasing me?

“You never intended to bring it, did you?”

“Of course not! What if you look at the younger and better-looking Go Yohan and then dump me saying I’m old?”

“There’s no way I’d feel that way about a middle schooler!”

“No. I was handsome in middle school, too. Of course, you’ll say I’m handsome. If you said I was handsome when you were in middle school, I’d go crazy with jealousy. That would piss me off. Little bastard, Go Yohan, from back then.”

“You’re really crazy.”

“I’m serious. Don’t insult my sincerity.”

The words he said while kneeling on the carpet were incredibly serious. Go Yohan really lowered his eyes and muttered in a tone much lower than usual. So, he was being completely sincere.

It was so childish and silly. I ignored the tingling sensation in my fingertips and bit my lip.

“Don’t bite your lip.”

Go Yohan casually remarked as he sat, flicking his hand. It was also a problem that I, like someone in a trance, walked up and stood in front of Go Yohan. It was even more of a problem when Go Yohan lowered his gaze and motioned for me to sit. Why the hell was I doing this? I wasn’t an idiot.

But when I looked at Go Yohan’s eyes, which seemed to lack pigment, I couldn’t help but move like I was mesmerized. I’ll excuse it as a human instinct. In reality, Go Yohan was always the most noticeable person wherever he went.

“You’re so obedient.”

My expression twisted on its own. Go Yohan lightly chuckled and suddenly shoved his face right in front of mine.

“What…?”

I took a deep breath. But I couldn’t exhale. His grayish eyes were so close to mine, scanning my face closely. His nose brushed against mine, and his breath touched my skin. I couldn’t even breathe.

“…”

“Hmmm.”

I deliberately tried to forget the overwhelming presence in front of me and thought of random things.

Go Yohan probably had some foreign blood running through his veins. Very close blood relations, too. There’s no way he’d have those kinds of eyes otherwise. They were too mystical, and sometimes too cold. His eyes, which were almost unnervingly clear, blinked and disappeared, only to appear again. Finally, his face, which had been so close, pulled away with a smile.

Only an inch away. Go Yohan, who had pulled back just one inch, lightly tapped my cheek with his palm and said,

“Wanna kiss?”

“…”

“Let’s do it.”

At those words, my blank mind nodded.

“Yeah, good thought.”

With Go Yohan’s praise, his sharp jawline filled my vision. His long, slow-blinking eyelashes slowly overlapped, and his thin, white skin was so delicate that you could see the veins underneath. His narrow, long eyes also came closer, then disappeared from view. The musky scent mixed with soap wafted in and pressed against my shoulders, weighing down on me. I closed my eyes, feeling the oppressive pressure.

At that moment, my eyelashes brushed lightly against Go Yohan’s.

“You’re ticklish.”

“Am I ticklish?”

Go Yohan’s trembling lips touched mine. Now even my lips were ticklish. Go Yohan, who had been lightly laughing, deepened the kiss. I heard the sound of our wet skin touching. The hand that was placed between my legs twitched. His upper lip was covered with a warm and damp sensation, then lightly bit down just enough not to hurt.

Unable to see anything, I slowly accepted this gentle intrusion, like waiting for a storm on the other side of a thin door. The trembling from the storm rose up to my thin skin. Go Yohan’s lips, smiling, blew a cold breeze. The wind gently caressed my lips, further heightening the tremors in my body.

My thin eyelids fluttered. Go Yohan, twisting his face, repeatedly kissed my lips with his, smiling slightly.

“Don’t scratch me with your eyelashes. It’s ticklish.”

That wind made me open my eyes as well. Was it ticklish? At the same time, embarrassment washed over me. Had we really been that close? Embarrassed, I tried to pull my head back. No, I tried to. If it weren’t for Go Yohan grabbing my neck and stopping me, I would’ve succeeded.

Like a prey caught by the back of the neck, I widened my eyes, and thanks to that, I could see Go Yohan’s face approaching as I closed my eyes. I even heard a soft whisper, “Don’t do that either.”

The deliberately misdirected kiss was Go Yohan’s malicious prank. When my lips met the corner of his mouth, I opened my eyes slightly and asked,

“…Is that okay?”

Without answering, Go Yohan grabbed the back of my neck with his left hand, while his right index finger lightly scratched my cheek. It was a sign to be quiet. He was a pure dictator. But as his pitiful subject, I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut.

The hand that had been scratching my cheek turned toward my neck. His smooth nails brushed down my cheek, and when his hand reached near my chest, it lightly pressed on my chest. It was a subtle pressure. I was still that poor, obedient child to him. I willingly followed his hand gesture and slowly lay down on the floor.

When my head hit the floor, Go Yohan laid my body between his knees and leaned down. The fresh-scented hair barely brushed my forehead. As his fine hair and mine touched, Go Yohan slowly opened his eyes. His long eyelashes tickled my eyelids.

“Jun, I’m going to give you a present…”

“Yeah.”

“I’ll give it to you, but can you grant my wish? It’s a shame to give it away for your birthday.”

“…Alright.”

It was a strange reason, but I’d agree to anything. It was a secret action born from the affection that bloomed amid the melancholy, something I couldn’t express in words.

Having received my love, Go Yohan reached into the broken cake box with his right hand.

“Ugh.”

The smile that had been bright on my face instantly turned distorted. Go Yohan, looking at my expression, raised an eyebrow and put on a mischievous smile.

“A broken hand in a broken cake box. Isn’t that fun?”

“Not fun.”

Go Yohan suddenly looked at me and smiled.

“Ah, I washed my hands.”

“Mm.”

Right, I see. I nodded with a still stiff face. Go Yohan smiled brightly, showing all of his teeth, until he revealed his hand covered in whipped cream. Then, he spread his palm out in front of me. On the palm with the least whipped cream, there was a golden bracelet shining.

“A bracelet?”

“No, an anklet. Stick your foot out.”

I stared blankly at Go Yohan’s gift, then stretched my foot out. Meanwhile, Go Yohan put his thumb in his mouth and licked the white whipped cream. Then, noticing my open leg, he smeared whipped cream from his finger under my lower lip and said,

“Jun, lick it.”

He had already covered it completely. I was so dumbfounded that I opened my mouth, and in that moment, Go Yohan slipped his middle finger in. Surprisingly, I eagerly took his finger into my mouth. The pungent sweetness melted my mind. His middle finger, filled with my saliva, pressed against my bottom lip and slid out. Before I could close my mouth, I licked the ring finger that entered next, and then the index finger.

The whipped cream had long disappeared, yet I was deeply immersed in sucking on Go Yohan’s malfunctioning fingers. My eyes softened from the sweetness, and the fact that Go Yohan was the one who had smeared it made me excited. However, Go Yohan quickly pulled out his index finger. My tongue, which had been eagerly swallowing, pathetically followed behind.

Go Yohan, satisfied with my tongue’s welcome, lightly ate the whipped cream on his index finger.

“Sorry to interrupt your focus, but I’ll take my gift back and give you my finger again.”

“…”

“I didn’t expect you to like it this much.”

Go Yohan, who had bent down, untied the anklet. Kneeling at my feet, he lowered his body. The thin, cold metal wrapped around my ankle. Go Yohan brushed my ankle bone, and my toes twitched. After several clicks, he lifted his head. A bright smile greeted me that no one could have seen.

“It’s pretty.”

“…Thank you.”

“The anklet I chose.”

“Yeah, thank you.”

At my reaction, Go Yohan closed his eyes tightly and laughed silently. My gloomy heart strangely melted under that face. Well, why should I worry about getting caught? There are people like Go Yohan who live recklessly.

I couldn’t stop smiling as I looked at the gold anklet around my ankle and shook it.

“You should see a lot of pretty things here.”

“You didn’t do anything for me, yet I take care of everything like this. You should be glad you have such a good boyfriend, you trash.”

Those words felt a bit unfair to me. I had planned to prepare something too.

…Though, I failed because of unexpected life difficulties. I still smiled painfully while enduring the lingering headache. Well, it wasn’t like I had nothing at all.

“Yohan.”

“Yeah?”

“Should I grill sausages instead of the cake?”

“Am I a preschooler?”

Go Yohan furrowed one eyebrow. Then, he lightly wet his dry lips and, this time lowering his voice, asked,

“Vienna sausage?”

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Ha. I couldn’t help but burst out laughing in disbelief.

Yeah, I’ve already crossed the Sahara Desert. It’s expected to encounter a sandstorm along the way. But I won’t walk backwards like Osteen Blue. I’ll have a camel with me.

I reached back with my arm and watched my camel laugh at something that wasn’t even that funny. A sad smile hung on my lips. Even on this gloomy night, when we leaned on each other, eventually, we’d reach Egypt. It would be better than drowning in a sand pit we could never escape from. At least I have a camel. I didn’t want to die regretting not choosing Go Yohan back then.

Our eyes naturally met. Again, I felt it—Go Yohan really looks like a snake.

They say snakes mate for four weeks. Totally like Go Yohan. Maybe the animal crossing the desert with me isn’t a camel, but a snake? It makes sense.

The mysterious Go Yohan stepped forward, striding toward me on the bed. I lifted my chin and naturally closed my eyes, and Go Yohan grabbed the bed frame with his hands and leaned down. We were still laughing as our lips met. The sound of laughing and breathing intertwined.

It felt like we had made a silent promise to tilt our heads in unison. Go Yohan to the right, me to the left. Our noses never collided. We opened our mouths and greeted each other’s tongues. We didn’t even have trouble breathing.