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As a freelancer, Sunoo tried his best to stand out in the competitive world of design. He did everything to build up his following on Twitter to help him find clients. There, Sunoo met Heeseung. He was a designer at a prestigious company, one of those big creators who noticed Sunoo and gave him praise.
But Heeseung went further than anyone else. He was quick to engage whenever Sunoo shared a new post. After some time like that, Heeseung sent a DM, complimenting Sunoo's latest work. And he couldn’t be happier to receive praise from that talented man. That was the start of a beautiful friendship: their conversations got longer, and a bond formed. It wasn’t long before Sunoo felt a strong connection between them.
One day, while having their regular call, Sunoo felt secure enough to share a problem in his personal life. The landlord was kicking him out of the apartment, and he was trying hard to find a new place to stay. Without hesitation, Heeseung offered, “You can stay at mine. I have a spare room.” Relieved, Sunoo accepted the life-saving offer.
Living together brought them even closer. The bond they had formed online only deepened in person. One evening, as they were having dinner, Heeseung shared his feelings. “Sunoo, I think we complement each other well. What would you say about dating me?”
Sunoo felt something warm spreading inside his chest. He wasn’t sure if what they had was romantic or platonic, but he also considered trying dating. With a smile on his face, Sunoo replied, “Yes, I would be happy to do that.”
Sunoo liked how their relationship was developing. He savored every romantic gesture Heeseung had to offer: a surprise breakfast in bed, a lovely note left on his pillow on a day of early wake-up for work. It all made Sunoo feel cherished. But despite the deep emotional connection, Sunoo couldn't ignore a lingering dissatisfaction. Their sex life was tender but lacked the spiciness he craved. Heeseung was a hard-working employee, but that made him too tired almost all the time. In consequence, their sex life consisted of short, irregular intercourses in some basic poses. Nevertheless, Sunoo was willing to overlook this for the sake of the overall harmony they shared.
One day, Heeseung brought up another concern. "My co-worker, Sunghoon, needs a place to stay for a while. Would you be okay with him using the spare room?"
After the start of their relationship, Heeseung and Sunoo shared the bedroom and left the spare room unoccupied. Sunoo, remembering how he once had a similar problem, felt empathetic and agreed to the arrangement without hesitation.
But Sunoo didn’t know that Sunghoon mostly worked from home. When asked about it, Heeseung cutely replied, “Yeah, that’s the privilege of being a programmer in our company. I hope it doesn’t bother you too much.” Sunoo could only accept his fate. After all, Sunghoon was really quiet and mostly stayed in his room.
However, with Sunghoon around the house most of the time, it was inevitable that they’d spend a lot of time together. As days turned into weeks and quick encounters turned into long discussions, Sunoo felt like a friendship developed between him and Sunghoon.
Despite Sunghoon's quiet and considerate nature, this new arrangement brought some challenges: if before Heeseung had been reserved in their intimate moments, now he became even more cautious. The thought of Sunghoon overhearing them made Heeseung shy away from any act that might be audible. The little excitement that had been in their sex life diminished even further.
Sunoo found himself in a difficult position. He appreciated Sunghoon but couldn't help but feel frustrated by the increasing distance between him and Heeseung. As tension only grew with time, Sunoo knew a conversation was inevitable.
One Saturday, Sunoo decided he needed a day to himself. Early in the morning, he grabbed everything he needed, turned off his phone, and headed out. He wandered around the city, seeking clarity amidst the chaos of the crowded streets. By the evening, he felt ready to confront the problem head-on.
When Sunoo finally returned home, he was greeted by a frantic Heeseung at the door. "Sunoo! Where have you been? I've been worried sick!"
Sunoo smiled apologeticly. "I'm sorry. I just needed some time to think."
Heeseung's eyes softened, but before he could respond, Sunoo continued. "We need to talk about us, specifically our sex life. I’ve been feeling like it’s become too dull. Maybe we could try something different, like you fucking me awake, or—"
Sunoo shut himself up as he noticed Sunghoon standing in the hallway, his eyes wide with surprise. Clearly, he had overheard everything. An awkward silence filled the space, and Heeseung's face flushed with embarrassment. "Uh, Sunghoon, we—"
"It's okay," Sunghoon tried but failed to sound nonchalant. "I'll just give you two some privacy."
Sunghoon quickly retreated to his room, leaving Sunoo and Heeseung standing in an awkward silence. Sunoo sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, that didn’t go as planned."
Heeseung only gave a nervous chuckle.
Sunoo took Heeseung's hand, squeezing it gently. "But it’s important. We need to address this, Heeseung. Not just for me, but for us."
Heeseung nodded with seriousness. "I know, Sunoo. We’ll talk. We’ll figure this out."
With Sunghoon's unintentional intrusion still hanging in the air, Sunoo and Heeseung decided to postpone the discussion. They both knew that they needed to communicate to make it work.
But despite their determination, Heeseung and Sunoo found their plans ruined by Heeseung’s work. His company started a new big project that consumed all his time and energy. Early wake-ups and late nights at the office became the norm, and the talk was postponed indefinitely.
The lack of communication with Heeseung made Sunoo’s frustration grow each day. Sunghoon's constant presence at home served as a stark reminder of the unresolved tension. Sunoo knew it wasn’t fair, but his growing frustration began to direct itself toward Sunghoon.
After some time of being ignored, Sunoo snapped over a trivial thing. Sunghoon had left his dirty coffee mug on the dining table, and Sunoo couldn’t help but feel infuriated.
“Can you at least try to clean up after yourself?” Sunoo yelled; his voice was sharper than intended.
Sunghoon looked up, surprised and hurt. “I’m sorry, Sunoo. I’ll clean it right now. Is everything okay?”
Sunoo took a deep breath. “It’s me who should say "sorry". It’s not about the mess. It’s just... everything. Heeseung is always at work; we never get time to talk, and it’s frustrating.”
Sunghoon nodded sympathetically. “I understand. But I want you to remember that neither you nor I are the problem. Sorry if I’m overstepping, but Heeseung just needs some time to accept that he’s lacking in bed. It’s a sensitive topic for all men.”
Sunoo sighed, feeling the weight of Sunghoon’s words. “You’re right. I love him and am ready to wait. Sorry again that I snapped out on you.”
“It’s fine,” replied Sunghoon with a shy smile. “I get it, sometimes life can be hard. But the solution might be so close, we just need time to see it.”
And Sunoo was happy he waited, as fate decided to reward his patience.
When the next morning Sunoo was awakened by the careful movements of fingers inside his pussy he couldn’t be happier. Heeseung finally listened to him! So Sunoo relaxed, pretending he was still asleep, and fully immersed himself in pleasure. The action must have been going on for some time, as the feeling of knowing fingers stretching his walls and caressing his clit was driving him insane. It had been so long since Sunoo felt another person’s touch, and the pleasure made him want to scream his lungs out. But he knew better than to scare Heeseung and reserved himself for breathing deeply.
Heeseung must have watched some tutorials because his movements were bringing Sunoo a lot more pleasure than usual. He couldn’t help but hide his face deeper into the pillow, drooling all over it. After an exceptionally hard push inside and a pinch to his clit Sunoo released a muffled moan and came all over the fingers.
The ringing in his ears was so distracting that he barely noticed that Heeseung started to drag the head of his dick along the folds. And Sunoo was sure he didn’t hear his boyfriend putting on a condom. The irregularities in their sex life made them opt to use condoms rather than birth control, as it felt easier and healthier. But Sunoo would never confuse the feeling of a raw dick on his pussy with anything else. It brings so much more pleasure. He thought that one time wouldn’t hurt, especially when it was that rare, and let Heeseung continue the action.
Sunoo lifted his hips, presenting his wet pussy in anticipation, and Heeseung didn’t disappoint. He finally caught on to the entrance and slowly started to push inside. Sunoo was confused because the dick felt thicker than he remembered. But he decided that the combination of the last traces of sleep and the mind-blowing orgasm was playing the trick on him. It had been a long time since they had sex, and Sunoo’s pussy just needed time to accommodate. So he focused on the incredible stretch of his inner walls, letting Heeseung push deeper and deeper with each thrust.
However, when the dick started to touch some deep, uncharted parts of his pussy, Sunoo felt suspicious again: Heeseung wasn’t known for having a big dick and had never been able to reach that far. But he couldn’t voice his confusion as the dick brushed against some point inside that Sunoo didn’t know existed. He felt so good and moaned, bending his back and coming into contact with the body behind him.
At that moment, he noticed so many things: the firmness of the muscular body, contrasting with Heeseung’s soft one. But, most importantly, Sunoo recognized the smell of Sunghoon’s unmistakable perfume. Then it all clicked. It was, in fact, Sunghoon who was fucking Sunoo and exploring the deepest parts of his pussy.
He froze, helpless, searching for a way out of that situation. But Sunghoon wasn’t yet ready to stop and pushed him back to the bed, at the same time pushing his dick even deeper inside. Sunoo couldn’t believe that it was happening to him, and at the same time, he was enjoying it so much. Sunghoon was not only scratching the insides of the pussy in the best way possible but also satisfying some primal, animalistic parts of Sunoo’s brain.
The pleasure was overwhelming, and Sunoo couldn't help but surrender to it despite the disturbing realization. Sunghoon's thrusts were relentless, hitting all the right spots that sent shivers down Sunoo's spine. The feeling of Sunghoon's dick inside him was like nothing he had ever felt before. Heeseung was always so soft and gentle, but Sunoo wanted more. He wanted someone to fuck him like they meant it. Who would have guessed that all that was hiding beneath the surface of Sunghoon’s quiet demeanor?
Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through Sunoo’s body. Despite the circumstances, Sunoo couldn't deny that this was what his body had been craving. He realized that there wasn’t anyone else at home and allowed himself to be vocal. With no restrictions, Sunoo moaned louder than ever. His hurried moans and screams echoed through the empty house, overpowering the wet sounds of Sunghoon’s movements.
As the cries grew louder, Sunoo became desperate, pleading, “More, more, more,” his body twisting and thrashing. Sunghoon increased his pace, and Sunoo's mind raced. The overwhelming pleasure left little room for rational thought, and Sunoo found himself surrendering to the raw passion that was taking over him. The thought of Heeseung working hard, unbeknownst to everything that’s happening in his bed with his boyfriend, only heightened the intensity of the moment.
After a particularly deep and forceful thrust, Sunoo was lost in a wave of pleasure that surpassed even his wildest fantasies. His body trembled with the intensity of it all as he came with an uncontrollable shaking. As he continued to shake and convulse, Sunoo couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. The forbidden pleasure he had experienced had finally released whatever tension had been building within him for so long. He felt liberated and satisfied. Every muscle in his body felt alive and tingling.
But Sunghoon still wasn’t stopping. His pumping became even more violent. Sunoo cried out in overstimulation, his body unable to handle the pace. “Too much... stop... please stop...” he pleaded, but to no avail. Sunghoon was chasing his own pleasure, thrusting in and out without a care for Sunoo's protests.
Despite his pleas, Sunoo couldn't help but get sucked back into the action. Each thrust sent him spiraling into a new level of pleasure that he had never thought was possible. He felt like he was on fire, and the only way to extinguish it was to give in completely. The mixture of pain and satisfaction sent his mind into a whirlwind of emotions. He couldn't believe that this was happening and that he was almost willingly giving his body to Sunghoon. But at the same time, he couldn't deny the way it was making him feel.
Sunghoon's grip tightened, and his thrusts became even more forceful. Finally, the friction against Sunoo’s inner walls stopped on the highest note, and he could feel the sensation of Sunghoon’s release deep inside him. The warm liquid filled him up, and the feeling of fullness sent Sunoo over the edge once more. He cried out in pleasure, unable to believe how far he had gone and how much he had enjoyed it.
When Sunghoon slid his half-hard dick out, once more touching overstimulated points, Sunoo moaned at the loss. He felt so empty and became unsure if he would be able to experience such pleasure with another man. With a light slap to the butt, Sunghoon rose from the bed, and Sunoo felt the need to say something. “Thank you… Hee. It was amazing.”
Sunghoon acknowledged it with a low hum and softly closed the door. Too tired, Sunoo wasn’t able to process what had happened and could only quickly fall asleep, feeling a sticky substance running out of his pussy.
All day after that, he felt awkward. It was easy to avoid Sunghoon, as he mostly stayed in his room. But it did Sunoo little to no help in solving his feelings. All he could do that day was draw mindless figures on his graphics tablet. When Heeseung came home, Sunoo accepted a hug and a soft kiss while his mind was in all the wrong places.
While falling asleep in the warm embrace of his boyfriend, Sunoo tried to ignore all thoughts, unsure if he wanted the next morning to be the same.
And when he was awakened by the dick heavenly stretching his inner walls, he discovered the answer. At that time, there was no need for preparation, as his pussy happily welcomed the intrusion.
His walls tightened and loosened with each movement, caressing Sunghoon's length and drawing him deeper inside. His pussy was glad to be once again claimed by the new owner. With Heeseung, Sunoo felt like his body existed separately from him like it was something he should be ashamed of. But now, with Sunghoon’s confident thrusts, Sunoo felt whole again, like he finally belonged.
As Sunghoon became more sure of his actions and started increasing the pace, Sunoo couldn’t help but release low, muffled moans deep into the pillow. With each thrust, Sunghoon was brushing that sweet spot inside and kicking the air out of Sunoo’s lungs. And the latest couldn’t catch a breath as his face was planted deep into the pillow with Sunghoon’s firm hand. In combination with the last traces of sleep, it made Sunoo’s brain struggle to function. He tried to give a sign but was completely ignored by the dominant male pressing his dick deep inside the pussy.
As rainbow circles appeared in Sunoo’s vision, he felt how every muscle and every nerve ending in his body got wired. So every deep thrust felt a thousand times more intense, driving him even deeper into a hypoxic state. No wonder, soon Sunoo felt how something exploded in his stomach as he came, losing his consciousness.
When he woke up again with a desirable deep breath, Sunghoon was still thrusting in and out with determination and power, which made Sunoo feel like he was losing himself in the pleasure. He could feel every inch of Sunghoon's length inside him, stretching out his walls and driving him wild with need. Sunoo didn’t know how long he had been out and wasn’t sure if he felt so high because of the last orgasm or because of a new, approaching one. With his mouth finally free, he couldn’t help but scream, his loud voice echoing through the empty house. “So big… so deep… making me feel so good…”
Apparently, the praise riled Sunghoon up even more as he started to pump inside with a newfound violent force. And when firm fingers started to caress his clit, circling and pinching it, Sunoo felt himself being pushed to the very brink, the feeling of being filled to the very core by Sunghoon's thick cock overwhelming him.
Each thrust brought Sunoo closer to release, and with every ounce of energy he had, Sunoo screamed into the silence of the empty home. It seemed like Sunghoon tried to milk all those sounds to make sure that even the walls would remember the powerful act that was taking place in the room.
As the heat within him grew, Sunoo felt himself being pushed closer to the edge once again. With one final deep thrust, Sunghoon brought both of them over the edge as they reached their orgasms together. Sunoo gasped for air as waves of pleasure washed over him, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. For a few blissful moments, there were no thoughts or worries in Sunoo's mind. There was only pure pleasure coursing through every inch of his body.
Sunghoon finally pulled out and left the room after hearing a weak “Hee, you’re the best. Have a good day at work.” But Sunoo couldn’t fall asleep after that. He uncontrollably spiraled into the depths of his soul, absentmindedly caressing his stretched and sticky pussy.
Unexpectedly to himself, Sunoo came to a decision: he would continue living his life, treating both Heeseung and Sunghoon like before. After all, it had been just a little experiment. (Though Sunoo had really enjoyed it and didn’t mind repeating it a couple of times more.)
During the day, Sunoo was thinking and channeling his emotions into his work. But he couldn’t shake the thought of Sunghoon and what all this meant. Sunoo felt something tender start to grow inside his chest.
By the end of the day, deciding to act on his emotions, Sunoo came up with a plan. He approached Sunghoon and suggested, with a shy smile, "You know, it's not healthy to stay indoors all the time. Let’s go out and grab some street food."
Sunghoon agreed, and the two set off. They wandered through the bustling streets, the air filled with the aromas of tasty dishes: fried chicken, tteokbokki, and more. The delicious food brought them into a relaxed mood.
As they ate and talked, Sunoo felt a sense of freedom and ease that he hadn’t experienced in a while. Sunghoon’s laughter was infectious, and the conversation flowed effortlessly. Sunoo forgot about the complexities of the situation and simply enjoyed the moment.
Later that evening, as they were browsing a small street market, Sunghoon stopped at a stall selling various cute items. He picked up an adorable sleeping mask with little animal ears and turned to Sunoo with a grin. “It’s important for your health to sleep well. This thing might help. And it would look really cute on you,” Sunghoon said, handing the mask to Sunoo.
Sunoo chuckled. "Thanks, Sunghoon. This is really sweet."
They headed back home, the night air was cool and refreshing. As they walked side by side, Sunoo felt a warmth growing in his chest. The evening had been more than he expected and left him feeling more alive than he had in weeks.
Back at the apartment, Heeseung saw the sleeping mask and wondered about the reasons for it. Sunoo simply answered, “For healthier sleep.” It was enough to calm Heeseung, but not enough to pacify the raging fire inside Sunoo’s chest. He knew it was a trap but couldn’t stop himself from stepping right into it by wearing the mask.
The soft fabric of the sleeping mask was doing its job perfectly, keeping Sunoo in a state of deep sleep, because when he woke up, he was caught in the middle of the action. A rush of sensations flooded his body. Sunoo felt full and horny. Sunghoon’s thick, throbbing dick deep inside his pussy was stretching him to the limits. And as if that wasn't enough, fingers were playing teasingly with his sensitive clit.
In this new pose (lying on the back with his legs spread wide), Sunoo felt more vulnerable and exposed and, with a low whine, tried to take off the mask. But the attempt was cut short as his hands got pinned above his head with a firm grip. Sunoo knew better than to struggle against Sunghoon's strength, but a part of him couldn't help but hope that it would rile him up even more. And the plan worked.
Sunghoon's fingers became more aggressive, slapping and rubbing at Sunoo's swollen clit with increasing force. It was so intense—better than in Sunoo’s darkest dreams. His walls clenched tightly around Sunghoon. It amazed Sunoo how just being filled by a dick could bring him such intense pleasure. The overwhelming sensations had him crying out uncontrollably.
His screams were stopped by soft lips landing on his. Sunoo’s face felt so hot, and he gave up, letting himself be fully consumed by the kiss. The softness of Sunghoon's lips against his own sent a jolt of electricity through Sunoo's body, every nerve ending in his lips coming alive with pleasure. The taste of Sunghoon's lips was so intoxicating that Sunoo couldn't resist diving deeper into the abyss. The unmistakable scent of Sunghoon overwhelmed Sunoo's senses, making Sunoo's heart race even more and driving him crazy with need.
Sunghoon's hand was still gripping Sunoo's wrists above his head. The other hand moved with precision between Sunoo's legs, abusing the clit. With all his senses overwhelmed, Sunoo came all over the dick, screaming deep into the kiss. His walls flattered, squeezing Sunghoon’s dick tightly and milking a low moan out of him.
As Sunoo started to calm down, coming back from the highness, Sunghoon slid his dick almost all the way out and violently slammed it back inside, bringing him back to intense arousal. With his lips still captured, Sunoo could only release muffled screams. He put all his gratitude into the passion of the kiss. Sunghoon accepted it and, too, gave his all to the kiss.
He started to move, and with each thrust, Sunghoon seemed to be exploring every inch of Sunoo's body, and it felt like they were connecting on a deeper level than ever before. Sunoo felt so desirable and couldn’t help but let out a tear of happiness and pleasure.
As Sunghoon got invested in his own pleasure, he let go of Sunoo’s wrists. The latter could use that moment to finally lift the mask, but in the end, he opted for another option. He let his arms roam all over the body towering over him. His hands pressed against firm muscles to imprint that memory on his mind forever.
After particularly hard thrusts, Sunoo squirmed, digging his nails deep into the soft skin and claiming his ownership for the whole world to see. His mind raced as he thought about someone seeing the marks and instantly knowing to whom Sunghoon belonged. Maybe even Heeseung, usually so slow, would understand everything this time. It was a shame that Sunghoon would probably hide it all under the t-shirts.
But still, just the thoughts of it all made Sunoo reach a new level of highness, and he orgasmed once again. His walls tightened so much that Sunghoon was barely able to move, and hissed into the kiss. Sunoo tried his best to relax and was rewarded for that, as after a couple more thrusts, Sunghoon came deep inside his pussy, painting his insides white and once again claiming his body.
Sunghoon finally stopped the passionate kiss and planted his forehead next to Sunoo’s head. Low pants tickled his ear. Sunoo whispered emotionally, “You make me feel so good. I love you… Hee.”
The next morning, when Sunoo woke up in the empty bed with no one touching him, he felt disappointed. But then a magnificent aroma reached his nose, and a low chatter became audible. He remembered that it was Saturday. It meant that Heeseung was at home, and Sunoo couldn’t help but feel disappointed. But he quickly brushed away these thoughts: it was his boyfriend’s weekend after all.
Sunoo lazily strolled to the kitchen and was welcomed by an unusual sight: Sunghoon and Heeseung were sitting at the table and chatting while eating.
“Pancakes?” he asked, attracting all attention to himself.
Heeseung smiled. “Yes, Sunghoon made it.”
“Of course, it was Sunghoon," thought Sunoo to himself, but out loud he said, “Care to share?”
“Let me,” proposed Sunghoon, and started to prepare everything for Sunoo. And the latter felt ashamed but couldn’t lie to himself that he didn’t like it.
It continued like that: on the weekdays, Sunoo was awakened by Sunghoon’s amazing dick, and on the weekends by Sunghoon’s amazing cooking. And he felt shameful to admit it, but just a month of rushed mornings with Sunghoon made him feel more than two years with Heeseung. Sunoo needed to do something with it, but fate again took the matter into its own hands.
One Saturday, Sunoo woke up, feeling lips leaving soft kisses on his face. All his organs tightened—Heeseung was at home, so Sunghoon shouldn’t be doing it. Hurriedly, Sunoo opened his eyes and breathed out with relief—it was his boyfriend who was kissing him.
“Good morning,” smiled Sunoo, his voice still shaking a bit. Between the kisses, Heeseung responded with the same phrase. As he started to caress the pussy through the thin fabric of the underwear, Sunoo asked, confused, “What are you doing?”
Heeseung raised his brows. “You don’t want it?” Self-doubt was evident in his voice, and Sunoo tried to come up with the right answer. “I mean, what if Sunghoon hears us?”
With a relieved smile, Heeseung said, “Don’t worry, he’s not home. I asked him to give us this weekend.” It didn’t help ease Sunoo’s inner turmoil, but he acknowledged the answer with a weak nod. It was enough to make Heeseung continue his actions. At some point, he led Sunoo’s hand to his painfully hard erection, and the latter tried his best to do a good job.
As a careful finger slipped past the underwear and started to thrust inside, Heeseung looked up, confused. “You’re loose.” Hiding his eyes, Sunoo felt how red appeared on his cheeks. He felt so dumb. He should’ve known that the day it all blew up would come. So Sunoo could only weakly mumble, “I… I played with myself.”
Heeseung released unsure laughter, “I’ve really neglected you. Haven’t I? Sorry, let me repay it to you.” Sunoo hesitantly agreed, and both of them got undressed by Heeseung’s careful hands. After a moment, he looked up, “Maybe we can do it without a condom?”
Sunoo was so lost. “What?” But Heeseung was quick to recover: “I remember our talk: you wanted something new in bed. And I thought that maybe we should try for a baby.” That brought Sunoo closer to understanding, but it didn’t help him with acceptance. Seeing the reaction, Heeseung backtracked: “It’s okay if you don’t want it.”
“No, it’s just so sudden, and I haven’t thought about it.”
“It’s fine.” Heeseung smiled, reassuring. “Maybe next time?”
“Yeah, next time,” Sunoo said, sinking deeper into his confusing feelings. The boyfriend accepted it and quickly put on a condom. With one slow motion, Heeseung went all the way in with no resistance. Contrary to what was happening, Sunoo felt empty. He couldn’t believe that he had confused Sunghoon’s and Heeseung’s dicks. The first one was making him feel complete and alive; the second one was just there.
As Heeseung started to move, Sunoo wanted to cry. Strangely, he felt like he was cheating. He couldn’t bring himself to feel as good as when he was with Sunghoon, neither physically nor emotionally. So Sunoo just lay there, letting Heeseung enjoy the pleasure.
Soon, as Sunoo started to get a little aroused, Heeseung pushed inside and released into the condom, panting. “I’ve almost forgotten how good it feels,” smiled Heeseung, lying next to Sunoo. The latter could only hum in acknowledgment.
The weekend passed like that: they had protected sex a couple more times, and each one was making Sunoo feel worse and worse. When they went to sleep on Sunday, he couldn’t believe that he was so happy that it was over.
It didn’t help his mood that the next day Sunoo woke up in the empty house: Heeseung had already gone to work and Sunghoon hadn’t yet come back.
As Sunoo was slowly eating a tasteless omelet, the front door was opened, and after a moment, Sunghoon went into the kitchen. “Good morning, sunshine,” he said cheerfully. With his mouth full, Sunoo nodded his head in response.
“So how did it go?” wondered Sunghoon.
“What?” Sunoo was confused.
Sunghoon replied, nonchalantly, “Heeseung said you would try for a baby.” The taste of the omelet soured in Sunoo’s mouth. “It’s not your damn business,” he spat out, putting the half-full plate in the sink and leaving the kitchen. A quiet "sorry" followed him.
The strange feeling in his stomach didn’t leave, no matter what. Mornings with Sunghoon were amazing, making him forget all the worries related to Heeseung. But during the day, Sunoo still felt nauseous and tired.
That Friday, Heeseung said that the project was almost over but that he would work over the weekend. Sunoo pretended to be sad, but inside he couldn’t be happier to have two more days of the week with Sunghoon and not to worry about unnecessary surprises from his boyfriend. And Sunghoon didn’t disappoint, taking advantage of that present and making Sunoo fall deeper with each passing day.
Everything seemed to be perfect until Wednesday. That day, Sunoo was mostly lying in bed, feeling fatigued. The nausea was especially strong that day, to the point where Sunoo couldn’t take it anymore. He rushed to the toilet and threw up. And at that moment, fear took over his body, and all his insides tightened in disbelief.
After a quick trip to a pharmacy, he hid back in the toilet to do a pregnancy test. The five-minute wait felt like an eternity. When the test came out to be positive, Sunoo almost cried, not ready to face the cruel reality. But the adrenaline rushed to his head, and he came up with a plan. First, he needed to destroy the evidence. And then he would think about everything else.
With determination, he opened the door and was met with Heeseung’s happy face, screaming, “Surprise! We’ve finished the project!” Sunoo was caught off guard and froze in awe. Maybe if he had done something instead of just standing there, he could’ve saved himself, but Heeseung was faster. The boyfriend’s eyes landed on the positive test, and he raised his brows, “Are you pregnant?”
There was no sense in denying it, so Sunoo nodded, accepting his fate. Heeseung looked confused, “But we…”
Wanting to save himself from shame, Sunoo cut it short: “It’s still possible.”
“Right,” Heeseung offered with a shy smile. “But it’s a good thing. Isn’t it?” Sunoo was on the verge of crying and could only nod weakly. Heeseung was quick to pull him into a tight hug. But it all didn’t matter because the only thing Sunoo could focus on was the smug smile of Sunghoon, standing right there.