“Is this what the love of kin is…?”
Muheon found it hard to comprehend her boundless love but reassured her by saying he understood.
Even without Grandma’s earnest plea, he already genuinely cherished and loved Kang Hakyung.
***
Grandma had urged them to go back to Seoul quickly before it got too late, but Hakyung insisted on staying the night.
Unable to break Hakyung’s stubbornness that “these kinds of days you always stay over,” Grandma sighed and tidied up Hakyung’s old room for them.
Lying side-by-side in the small room that was just big enough for two, they held each other’s hands tightly.
“It’s so nice to be with the CEO in a space I used to be in alone every time.”
“You said it was a room you used alone?”
“Uh-huh, that’s right. I studied, recorded songs, and wrote in my diary too.”
In that tiny room, Hakyung had accomplished so much.
Muheon, finding Hakyung admirable, ruffled his hair.
Hakyung chuckled broadly at Muheon’s playful affection.
Muheon’s lips softened into a dreamy smile, wondering how Hakyung could be so cute, rubbing his head and asking for more.
After playing with his hands for a long time, Hakyung suddenly sprang up as if remembering something.
Hakyung moved about easily in the pitch-dark room where all the lights were off.
Muheon, who had been lying down, subtly moved to Hakyung’s side, seeing him looking for something.
“What are you looking for? Should I turn on the light?”
“Oh? No! If you turn on the light, everything will be exposed!”
Hakyung grabbed Muheon’s wrist.
Muheon, who had been about to get up to turn on the light, tilted his head to the side.
What on earth was he trying to do…?
Since Hakyung always acted unpredictably, an uneasy feeling arose.
And that uneasy feeling was accurate.
It was because Hakyung was carrying two large backpacks and gesturing to Muheon.
His appearance, burdened with large bags like someone fleeing, was adorable, but it was still frustrating not to know the river dolphin’s intentions.
Instead of approaching Hakyung, Muheon grabbed his wrist.
Hakyung’s small body, wearing the backpacks, was easily pulled and landed neatly on his thigh.
“What’s going on?”
When Muheon asked in a low voice, Hakyung flinched.
His voice was always chillingly cool, no matter when he heard it.
He fell for Muheon once again. Hakyung wrapped his arms around him and kissed him.
Even though Hakyung initiated the kiss without answering the repeated questions, Muheon gladly accepted Hakyung’s kiss.
The answer could wait until after the kiss.
The precarious kiss, threatening to break off at any moment, ended as Hakyung pulled back. Muheon, letting out a short sigh of regret, hugged Hakyung tightly around the waist.
Hakyung, letting out a short breath while wrapped in his firm arms, finally answered.
“Hmph. So, this is what it is.”
“Yeah.”
“Sleeping bags.”
Even after hearing the answer, only more question marks appeared.
Hakyung began to elaborate, sensing that Muheon hadn’t understood his answer.
He could have spoken quietly, but he deliberately put his lips to Muheon’s ear and whispered.
“We’re going to the mill now to ‘make rice cakes.’ It’s just a short walk from the house.”
“Necessarily…?”
“What do you mean, necessarily?! It’s the best spot in our village, you know? Just thinking about the river dolphins born there…!”
“That’s enough, I get it…”
Muheon had no desire to know the private lives of other villagers. He took Hakyung’s backpacks and stood up.
Then, a chuckle escaped him.
So, this was why Hakyung hadn’t gone back to Seoul despite Grandma urging him to.
Wasn’t he truly a vigorous river dolphin?
Of course, Muheon himself was also a vigorous Imugi.
Sneaking out of the house, the two walked along the footpath, using the moonlight as their streetlamp.
As the soft crunch of dirt underfoot blended with Hakyung’s humming, the ordinary country road became more romantic than any other place in the world.
Muheon moved his fingers in time with Hakyung’s song.
He wasn’t usually one to enjoy excitement, but after meeting the river dolphin, his tastes had changed.
Indeed, Kang Hakyung’s voice had a power that transcended taste.
Others might call it being infatuated, but that was beside the point.
As they walked, listening to Hakyung’s song, a watermill truly appeared before their eyes.
Unlike Muheon, who wore a bewildered expression, Hakyung welcomed it with a bright face and ran towards it.
His eyes were not just sparkling but practically glittering, as if he had been eagerly awaiting his return to the countryside.
Muheon quickly followed Hakyung, who had run ahead, worrying he might stumble.
While his own vision wasn’t obscured at night, Hakyung, being an ordinary suin, would be different.
Sure enough, Hakyung tripped, and before his body could hit the ground, Muheon caught him.
Hakyung’s heart, surprised after running excitedly, thumped loudly, a sensation Muheon could feel clearly.
“Be careful. Are you hurt?”
“No, I’m okay. You be careful too, CEO, it’s bumpy here.”
“Alright. Let’s hold hands and go.”
Muheon, after making sure Hakyung wasn’t hurt, held out his hand.
Hakyung, placing his hand firmly in Muheon’s large one, once again led the way.
The river dolphin was currently seeing nothing but his goal.
For a space that hadn’t been used in a long time, the watermill was surprisingly well-maintained.
Hakyung’s fontanel fluttered, knowing precisely why.
“Give me the backpacks!”
Hakyung spread his hands and held them out to Muheon.
At his hasty gesture, Muheon chuckled faintly, as if Hakyung was incorrigible, and handed over the backpacks.
With fumbling hands unaccustomed to the task, Hakyung laid the two sleeping bags side by side, a wide grin spreading across his lips.
To think he could do “this and that” with the CEO—no, his yeobo—in the watermill that was a legend in the village…!
He was truly a happy river dolphin.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Hakyung quickly stripped off his clothes.
Muheon shook his head, seeing Hakyung become naked in the blink of an eye.
It wasn’t easy to be completely undressed and not look provocative, but Kang Hakyung proudly pulled off that difficult feat.
“What are you doing standing there? Hurry up, please?”
Hakyung sat cross-legged and patted the spot next to him.
Muheon, who had secretly locked the door from the inside just in case, moved towards him.
As Muheon lowered himself to where Hakyung indicated, he noticed goosebumps prickling on Hakyung’s pale shoulders and furrowed his brows.
He quickly took off his shirt and draped it around Hakyung’s shoulders.
Even though the weather had warmed up, it was still the middle of the night.
The surrounding air was still chilly.
“You’ll catch a cold. You shouldn’t take off your clothes just anywhere.”
“It’s okay because this isn’t ‘just anywhere.’ And because the CEO, no, Yeobo, is here.”
Hakyung smiled softly and sniffled.
Muheon clicked his tongue briefly and put his arm around Hakyung’s shoulders.
He was genuinely worried Hakyung might catch a cold.
Hakyung chuckled faintly at Muheon’s overprotectiveness, which was even more extreme than Grandma’s.
Unaware that Hakyung was intentionally sniffling louder because he enjoyed seeing the CEO flustered, Muheon was fidgeting as if Hakyung might collapse at any moment.
“Do we really have to do it here? The floor is hard; I think you’ll get bruises…”
Muheon moved as if he were about to leave entirely, worried sick about Hakyung.
Oh, did I act too hurt?
Hakyung, feeling a sting, quickly climbed onto Muheon’s thigh.
He had been waiting so eagerly to come to Grandma’s house for days; he couldn’t leave without doing anything.
“I’m fine now! I’m perfectly energetic, not a single sniffle!”
“Really…?”
“Yes!”
Fearing Muheon might actually get up, Hakyung gave him a sharp peck on the lips.
Muheon, reading Hakyung’s determination to see this through, playfully flicked Hakyung’s forehead without hurting him.
“Next time, no doing things on your own like this.”
“Of course! Where else would I do it when we have our own home!”
Hakyung, speaking loudly, hastily placed his hands on Muheon’s waist.
Muheon, feigning defeat, let Hakyung do as he pleased.
Hakyung, who had already slid off Muheon’s thigh, bent his upper body.
His shirt, which had slipped down, fell to the floor with a thud.
Hakyung quickly folded it, worried Muheon’s clothes might get dirty, and then continued what he was doing.
This time, however, it wasn’t his hands but his lips that headed towards Muheon’s waist.
Hakyung parted his small lips and took the zipper into his mouth.
“…Kang Hakyung…?”
Where on earth did he learn this?
Muheon, pressing a hand to his forehead, tried to push Hakyung away, but the small head was resolute.
In the end, Muheon, defeated by Hakyung once again, had no choice but to let him continue.
The moonlight filtering through the small window illuminated Hakyung’s fair skin, and even in that scant light, his skin sparkled.
Muheon, as if enchanted, placed a hand on Hakyung’s back.
At the soft and warm sensation felt at his fingertips, Muheon’s breathing became slightly ragged.
The glimpse of Hakyung’s pink chest, subtly visible through his cascading hair, was tantalizing, making his mouth water repeatedly.
Unlike just a moment ago, Kang Hakyung had become the most sensual being in the world, tormenting Muheon.
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