Kiss the Ground

It was a signal they made when they were both still toddlers. Back in the days when words didn’t flow freely, it was a hand gesture created for quick communication on the field. As Chahyun smiled at the childish memory, Joshua pursed his lower lip and said slightly bitterly.“Yeah. It’s all useless now that we’re on different teams.”“That’s just how it is in this game, nothing we can do.”“Anyway, playing against you was fun. But fun alone won’t cut it for the second match.”“The second match will be tougher, Josh. We went easy on you today.”At Chahyun’s almost boastful reply, Joshua couldn’t help but smile sheepishly. Today’s game had been advantageous for Ale City, but since it ended in a tie, the true showdown between the two clubs was postponed to the second match a week later.Joshua playfully tugged at his shirt and waved it around with his index finger.“If you want our uniform, I can exchange it with you now. How about it? I don’t have a Winchester uniform, after all.”He offered the idea of exchanging uniforms as if it were some grand favor. Chahyun clicked his tongue and crossed his arms, holding onto his shirt. Then he pulled it up to his waist.A firm hand grabbed Chahyun’s arm just as the shirt was about to reveal his navel. Chahyun looked up, eyes wide, at the person holding his arm.Misha, who had approached unnoticed, was now standing between Chahyun and Joshua, almost inserting himself into their space. Against the backdrop of the dark evening sky, with a warm breeze blowing behind him, Misha’s hair fluttered messily under the stadium’s bright lights. He looked quietly at Chahyun’s face, shaking his head slightly.A chilling shiver ran from the top of Chahyun’s head to the soles of his feet.Oh, right… I can’t. I can’t take this off here and now.It was a terrifyingly late realization. Cold sweat trickled down the side of his face.The inside of his shirt was a complete mess. Just last night, bruises had mottled his entire chest, and countless lip and bite marks were scattered around his chest. The “temporary fix” that Yoon Chahyun had done to himself was something that should never be publicly exposed on the field.“Chahyun, what’s wrong?”“Ah…”Joshua, standing behind Misha, looked bewildered by the sudden intrusion. Chahyun stood there, unable to think of an excuse, just like a mannequin.Misha, who had been looking down at Chahyun’s distressed face up close, then turned around to face Joshua. Without hesitation, he grabbed his uniform and pulled it over his head.Chahyun gaped. Misha’s nearly perfect upper body was revealed under the red fabric. He handed his shirt to Joshua with a graceful gesture.“It was fun.”“Ah, ah…! Same here.”It was an unexpected move. Joshua, unable to hide his embarrassment, nodded awkwardly. Since his opponent had already taken off his shirt, he couldn’t refuse. He clumsily took off his uniform and handed it to Misha in return.Watching the uniforms exchange hands, Chahyun let his lifted hand drop. Misha immediately hugged Joshua. Joshua, sharing an awkward embrace, looked confused over Misha’s shoulder, but there was nothing to say. Soon, the surroundings were filled with players exchanging greetings.It was a critical moment. Chahyun stood with his arms hanging limply, lost in the lingering afterglow of the game. After a while, Misha, having finished greeting others, approached Chahyun and bowed slightly.“Shall we go in first, Yoon?”At his low whisper, Chahyun nodded without thinking. As the roaring cheers of Winchester’s anthem echoed from the field’s center, Misha led the way into the stadium.Chahyun followed slowly with heavy steps.***Misha led Chahyun to the prep room attached to the locker room. It was a place where staff checked communication and the players’ vital signs before the game. Now, right after the game, it was a private room where no one would come.The surroundings were very quiet, and there was no one in the hallway. The teammates were probably still enjoying the game’s aftermath in the stadium, so for at least a few meters around, it was just the two of them.When Chahyun entered the room first, Misha followed him, closed the door, and activated the double lock on the door lock. The sound of the lock clicking signaled that this large room had become completely safe.Chahyun collapsed onto the sofa in the center of the room, covering his face with both hands.“Oh, really… that was close…”It was definitely the adrenaline that made him forget the condition of his body. After 90 minutes of running and rolling, it was the hormones, not reason, that dominated his body. Whether to take off the uniform or not, there was no way he could make such a calm decision.“Are you okay?”Misha approached Chahyun, who was sitting with his face covered. He was holding the black Ale City uniform. Ironically, the person who had pushed Chahyun into that situation was the one who had saved him from it.“Of course not. You…!”“I told you yesterday not to take off your uniform today.”“Ha…”Annoyingly, he remembered that warning. But Misha’s attitude now was different from last night. He lowered his head slightly as he approached the speechless Chahyun.“Can I take a look?”From this morning, he had been speaking in an affectionate tone. It was really inexplicably lovely… impossible to refuse. Chahyun caught his breath while looking at Misha’s face, then let go of his uniform’s hem.“…”As he lifted his dirty shirt above his navel, Chahyun bit his lower lip. He judged that if Misha would see it at home anyway, it would be better to show it himself early. However, as Misha’s gaze pierced his bare chest like an arrow, Chahyun turned his head aside.The silence was unbearable. Oh, should I just bite my tongue… He closed his eyes tightly, unable to bear the shame, and then felt Misha’s fingers touch the end of his chest.“This is… skin tape?”“Yeah, you fool.”“So you put this on here.”“What else could I do… It was too obvious.”The bruises and bite marks that covered his chest could be hidden with the dark uniform. However, the areas that had been swollen and hard since last night needed something to press them down or they would be impossible to hide. At that moment, the bandages in the first-aid kit were the best and worst option available.Although it prevented him from getting nicknames like ‘Yoon-something,’ it ended up making him look ridiculous like this…While Chahyun was lost in regret, Misha continued to examine his chest. The pressure from the thick material was getting more and more on his nerves. The hand holding his uniform was trembling.“It’s really red and more swollen than usual.”The feeling of fingernails made Chahyun’s back tense up reflexively. But unlike last night, Misha didn’t harshly pinch his chest. Instead, he gently peeled off the bandage, finding the edge and slowly removing it. It was far worse than just rubbing and pulling.“Ouch…”The sharp pain made Chahyun’s foot twitch inside his soccer shoe. The nipple, pressed under the bandage, clung to the adhesive, and returned to its place when it was pulled off.Once, twice. Enduring the stinging sensation, Chahyun pressed his rolled-up shirt down with his chin. Misha murmured, watching his tender flesh turn a dark color.“It must have hurt a lot, Yuan.”“Who made it like this, huh?”“Me. Because you made a ‘mistake’ with me yesterday.”“…”What could a sinner say? Misha gently nudged the taut nipple with his fingertips. It wasn’t a sexual touch, but after being stimulated all night, even that light touch made his body hair stand on end.Chahyun held his breath to avoid making strange sounds as Misha lightly flicked his nipple, causing a sharp and itchy sensation. But the next moment, Misha’s words made him gasp in shock.“Should I lick it?”This was definitely sexual. Chahyun looked up at Misha, eyes wide.“…What, here…?”“It looks really painful.”Misha knelt at Chahyun’s feet, smudged with grass and dirt. His hot gaze mixed with affection and obedience as he settled between Chahyun’s legs on the sofa.“Wait a second.”He couldn’t allow it… but couldn’t refuse either. Misha seemed to understand his conflicted mind. He pressed his lips gently to the erect nipple as if testing whether Chahyun would push him away.The dizzying sensation of lips different from fingers made his toes curl. Before Chahyun could stop him, Misha took the plump flesh into his hot mouth.“Ngh…”It didn’t seem to matter to Misha that this body had been rolling and running for 100 minutes. The wet tongue sliding over the thin nipple made his knees spread involuntarily. Misha moved closer between them.Really, the pain disappeared as he licked. And it was quickly replaced with another sensation.Every time Misha sucked on his nipple, Chahyun’s chest pushed forward. His face burned with shame at the thought of presenting his body to be sucked on. But Misha seemed to like his reaction. He toyed with the swollen tip with his tongue while looking up at Chahyun.“Ah, gentle… a bit…”The hand gripping his shirt moved to pull Misha’s head closer. His lower body, still excited from the game, responded easily. When his growing bulge rubbed against Misha’s stomach, he felt an intense rush.“…Misha…”It was impossible to resist the arousal.But Misha pulled back slightly, leaving a wet trail between them. Chahyun looked at him in a daze, not knowing if he felt relieved or disappointed. Misha licked his lips and looked up at Chahyun with his flushed eyes, both sly and affectionate.“Yuan, it doesn’t hurt anymore, right?”Damn… Chahyun pinched Misha’s moist lips tightly between his fingers. Misha blinked up at him, looking like a cute duck.There was nothing more to say. The game had been hard-fought, and Yoon Chahyun had scored, avoiding the disaster of showing his bruised body to everyone. And all of this was thanks to Misha, who had crossed at the right time and shielded his marks.“…I can’t live because of you.”Chahyun slowly let go of Misha’s face. Misha wrapped his arms around Chahyun’s waist and rested his chin on his wet chest.“Yoon, are you mad?”“Forget it… It’s over.”“Now calm down, okay?”Unable to resist his gaze, Chahyun sighed. A cute and pretty guy blatantly trying to earn points was too much to handle. Feeling his heart melt like sticky rice cake, Chahyun leaned his hot body against the soft sofa.The smile on Misha’s face was the same as the one on the field during the first half. When Chahyun had rushed over, thinking something had happened, and massaged his leg in front of everyone, he had looked up at him with that exact expression. That face was unforgettable. Chahyun rubbed his hot forehead and spoke.“You… You were messing with Josh earlier, right?”Misha nodded gently.“I was. Because he called you by your name.”Before Chahyun could say anything, Misha added the honest reason. Chahyun’s eyes widened.“Hey, why would you do something so dangerous just because of that? Before I came here, everyone called me by my name…”“Actually, I was going to get him sent off, but you told me to stop, so I held back.”What on earth was he planning to do…? Misha looked up at Chahyun’s shocked face for a moment and then lightly touched his chest, half-covered by his uniform.“Actually, I could’ve shown him these marks just now.”“…”“But I didn’t.”Misha’s gentle and affectionate touch softly stroked his belly and chest. The delicate contact, like handling a precious treasure, gave Chahyun a strange sense of déjà vu. It was the same touch that had caressed his body in bed that morning.“You worried about me more than him… you came running to me first.”What on earth… is this?The implication that he had considered exposing his marks was chilling. But Yoon Chahyun already knew Misha was capable of such thoughts. His affection was always thirsty, his love anxious and precarious.This kind of behavior wasn’t new. There was no reason to be surprised or shrink back now.But today was different. It wasn’t just his imagination. Misha wasn’t anxious. The soft-colored eyes that looked directly at him wavered like smoke. His genuine expression was flushed with warmth.Where did this strange affection and clear confidence come from?Chahyun took a breath and asked his question in one go.“Misha, why are you so happy? Since this morning… what’s making you so happy that you’ve been acting like a playful puppy all day?”“Honestly… I remember apologizing to you for my mistake. But after that, I really don’t know.”“…”“I want to know. Tell me. What did I…”Surprised by the sudden question, Misha’s eyes widened. He looked at Chahyun silently for a moment, then his lips curved into a soft smile. Misha rested his cheek against Chahyun’s chest and looked up with obedient eyes, like a well-behaved puppy.A murmuring voice emerged, vibrating against his skin.“Yuan… last night you…”“You what?”“You told me you liked me.”Chahyun stared blankly at Misha. He continued in a slow, measured tone.“You said you liked me, loved me… you told me. So…”The pounding heartbeat was transmitted through their touching skin. Misha gently hugged Chahyun’s waist, his touch a mix of childish pleading and affectionate appeal.“I was so happy.”At that moment, Chahyun felt like he had been hit on the head with a steel beam falling from the sky.“…I told you I liked you? And that made you so happy?”Misha nodded slowly, still holding Chahyun. The memories of last night, covered by alcohol and pleasure, were like a mirage just out of Chahyun’s reach. But Misha’s continued explanation helped the hazy memories slowly come back.“Last night, you told me that, Yuan. That you liked me, loved me.”“Ah, ah. So… because I was drunk?”“Yes. You seem to not remember because of the alcohol…”So, in simple terms, he had drunkenly confessed the truth. If he really tried to dig through his memory, he vaguely remembered saying something like that. Feeling too happy, enchanted by Misha’s wet lips… he had probably blurted out his drunken ramblings.But the problem was elsewhere. Watching Misha look up at him, like a puppy waiting for praise, Chahyun was utterly confused. He didn’t know what to say… after gaping like a fish, he finally managed to speak.“You didn’t know…?”This time, Misha looked puzzled.“We’ve kissed, lived together, and… you didn’t know I liked you?”“You never said it.”“But still. Do you do that kind of thing with someone you don’t like?”“I would never do that.”“Then what about me? Are you saying I’m that kind of person?”When Chahyun shouted, Misha blinked his raisin-like eyes. Then, like a lawyer presenting his case, he calmly laid out his logical reasoning.“We started kissing under a contract, and every time we have sex, you touch my chest.”“Th-that’s…”“You keep touching my body, get excited every time you see my face.”Chahyun was speechless. Misha continued.“So, I thought you liked my face and body…”Wow!It felt like a bolt of lightning struck behind him.To be told it was just because of his looks… he never imagined hearing something like this.However, as Misha lowered his eyelashes and spoke softly, it strangely seemed to suit him perfectly. After all, Misha’s face and body were excessively beautiful… and it was true that Yoon Chahyun liked them. There was nothing wrong with liking a beautiful person, was there?If Chahyun had any fault, it was that he hadn’t expressed himself. Misha was different from anyone else who had ever passed through Chahyun’s life. Someone who had always been left in solitude needed clear and specific affection more than silent communication and trust.He needed to be loved, cherished, and shown affection in visible and audible ways.A sigh of self-reproach escaped. Chahyun cupped Misha’s cheeks with both hands and lowered his head.“Misha, I like you.”“…”“I like your face and your body.”Chahyun tightened his fingers, pulling Misha’s face closer.“And I like your eyes and nose. Your eyebrows and ears and jaw, and when you say my name… I like how your lips round. And your shoulders, arms, waist, the back of your neck when you bow your head, your thighs and knees when you run… even your calves. I like your fingers when they move while playing the piano, and also.”A small kiss landed on Misha’s lips. With a gentle touch like a falling leaf, Chahyun whispered quietly.“And I even like it when you misbehave without permission.”“Yoo…”“I love you. I love everything about you.”Misha’s eyes wavered like a pond disturbed by a stone. How could a single drunken confession have made him so happy all day? Chahyun took a deep breath and made his final confession.“And your chest, I only touch the chest of someone I like.”“Yuan.”“So, you only touch mine…”His face turned red. At that moment, Misha straightened up and pressed his lips against Chahyun’s.“Mmm…”In the sudden contact, their hot breaths mingled. Misha firmly embraced Chahyun, pressing him down onto the leather sofa. Without a chance to resist, Chahyun wrapped his arms around Misha’s shoulders.Their tongues intertwined, and their half-bared bodies merged as if forgetting any boundaries. Misha’s hands, hotter than ever, caressed Chahyun’s waist and back. As Misha’s hands moved up his spine, Chahyun took a deep breath, but Misha seemed to have no room for anything else.When Misha’s bare hand groped his chest, Chahyun’s breath hitched at the tip of his nose. Unlike earlier, when Misha checked or tended to his wounds, his touch was now driven by desire, climbing up Chahyun’s body. Chahyun’s skin heated up, and Misha, equally hot, wrapped his arms tightly around Chahyun’s waist. As their uniforms pressed together, Misha’s muffled voice leaked out from within his embrace.“Yuan, you also called me cute.”His slightly damp gaze turned to Chahyun.“Am I really cute?”Wow… Is he crazy? Chahyun clenched his teeth and answered.“You’re really cute.”“Really?”“Really. I can’t live without you.”“Say I’m cute again.”“You’re cute. Misha… so cute.”Despite his large build, Misha had a sweet tooth, a meticulousness that left no gap when folding laundry, and a new habit of neatly arranging his shoes when he came inside… There wasn’t a single part of Misha that wasn’t cute. It was hard to believe that he hadn’t noticed this in the year they had been working at the same club.Chahyun planted repeated kisses on the lower part of Misha’s ear. A small piece of green grass stuck to his well-shaped earlobe. It made Chahyun want to swallow it whole. Misha received Chahyun’s kisses while caressing his body under the uniform. Every touch around his waist felt instinctively loving.“Misha…”His body was aflame with desire. The 50-hour respite had ended with the referee’s whistle. With his heart pounding, Chahyun realized he was more vulnerable to desire than anyone. As if sensing Chahyun’s feelings, Misha whispered softly, only loud enough for him to hear.“Yuan, the time limit is up.”“I know…”In desperation, Chahyun grabbed Misha’s arm. This was bad. He knew it was the wrong place… but he couldn’t hold back. As their desires intensified and their bodies grew hotter, Chahyun heard what sounded like a distant hallucination.There were signs of people. Distant noises grew louder, transforming into a clamor. The players, having finished their fan service on the field, were coming back inside.“Ah.”The locker room was right next door.As Chahyun’s back tensed up, Misha, who had buried his face in Chahyun’s chest, met his gaze. He probably knew too. He knew how reckless it was to give in to their desires with their teammates just one wall away.Unable to speak, Chahyun alternated his gaze between Misha’s eyes. Misha slipped his hand under Chahyun’s waist, lifting his lower body. The movement of slipping his body between Chahyun’s slightly spread legs shook him to his core. Misha intended to do something. It didn’t matter who was nearby; all that mattered now was their closeness.And the same went for Chahyun. There was no room for reason.Misha rubbed his lower half against Chahyun’s uniform-clad body as he looked down at him, almost lying back on the sofa. The sight of Misha’s erection pressing against his body through his white half-pants instantly aroused him. How could they play for 90 minutes on that wide field when things could turn out like this at any moment?In a space that was the most ordinary for a player, this act was the most extraordinary. Misha looked at Chahyun with eyes burning dark red. Hot breath mixed in from his lips, which were right in front of him.Silent glances urgently passed between them in the moments they had to remain quiet.There was nothing as comfortable as lubricant, and as always, they didn’t have a condom. But what they lacked the most were time and reason. Judging by Misha’s fierce, furrowed expression, he seemed to be thinking the same thing. He let out a slightly raspy breath and suddenly slipped his hands under Chahyun’s knees.Without showing any signs of struggle, he lifted Chahyun’s thick thighs up. As his body stretched downward, Chahyun’s breath became slightly labored. When his knees were pushed up to his shoulders, he could hear the excited chatter of their teammates, who had been playing just minutes ago, through the wall behind them. The conversation was close and loud enough to be understood.“Ugh…”A strange heat surged from the eerie tension. Chahyun lifted his legs over Misha’s shoulders and exhaled short breaths. With his hands now free, Misha grasped Chahyun’s pants.However, instead of immediately pulling them off, Misha grabbed the fabric between Chahyun’s legs. Without underwear, the fabric covering Chahyun’s skin was pushed aside roughly, as if it might tear. This exposed his aroused genitals and the closed area beneath.With his private parts half-revealed, Chahyun’s trapped knees quivered slightly. Misha glanced at the reddened flesh below before pressing his own member, pulled out through a gap in his clothing, against it.That’s when it dawned on him. Misha had judged there wasn’t enough time to undress either of them. Rather than undressing him, Misha left Chahyun in his uniform, pressing the heavy head of his penis against Chahyun’s sensitive lower area. Chahyun urgently whispered.“Wait, like this…?”“If you don’t keep quiet, we’ll get caught.”Breath caught in his throat. As the scorching hot shaft rubbed against Chahyun’s entrance, his breathing grew rougher. The beginnings of penetration, known from previous experiences, were as dizzyingly explicit and raw as ever.Is he really going to enter like this? He knew well the pain and pressure that would come with it, but his body was too hot to stop him. Imagining what was to come, Chahyun clenched his teeth. However, instead of entering, Misha’s penis slipped and began to slide back and forth along Chahyun’s perineum and lower pelvis.“Ha…”Chahyun seemed to understand what Misha intended. He fumbled down from the sofa armrest to grasp both of their hot, throbbing erections with his hands. As Misha’s member, moving up and down, pressed against Chahyun’s, blood drained from his brain in an instant.Only the sounds of breathing and the friction of skin echoed in the quiet room. Truly, no one could be more perverted. Running around the field with such intensity, only to get lost in such actions now… with teammates just in the next room. As Misha started moving his body faster, the feet still in dirty stockings and soccer cleats wavered in the air.“Ugh, huh…”“…”The sensation of Misha’s smooth, beautiful organ moving between his legs felt as dangerous as penetration. It felt like offering his body for Misha’s self-pleasure. But Chahyun’s body trembling involuntarily on the sofa was thrilling. When a transparent droplet formed at the tip of his stiffened penis, his head snapped back.Engulfed in the debauched pleasure, Chahyun heard Misha whisper something so typical of him.“Yuan, I want to call you by your name too.”As Chahyun blinked with reddened eyes, Misha pressed his lips against Chahyun’s ear. The low whisper made his spine tingle.“Why all of a sudden…?”“Everyone else calls you by your name, but I can’t. I don’t like it.”Now that he thought about it, the new people Misha had met over the past few days all called him by his name in front of Misha. Joshua, who they met earlier, and even Park Jung and Choi Nam-woo, and Illya. It wasn’t strange for someone as possessive as Misha to have such thoughts. Yet, a different concern unexpectedly struck Chahyun.Being called by his name by Misha seemed… not good. Especially now.Chahyun turned his flushed face to look at him. He intended to divert the conversation.“I taught you before. Ha… what to call me.”“What, hyung-nim?”“Ugh…!”Chahyun burst into laughter, their noses nearly touching. That he remembered the teasing nickname he had taught him was both amusing and endearing. Realizing he had laughed too loudly, Chahyun held his breath and continued.“Yeah, that. You can call me that.”“But that sounds weird. Ha… brothers don’t do this kind of thing.”“No, it’s not like that, ah, ugh.”Even while talking, Misha thrust his hips slowly. Chahyun tightened his grip around their joined members to keep them aligned. As the familiar, hot pleasure began to rise, his mouth opened involuntarily.In truth, the term he suggested to Misha was half-serious. Young players from his homeland rarely approached Chahyun, and even when they did, they used stiff titles like “senpai.” Having been away from Korea for a long time, Chahyun had no close juniors, making it a rare word to hear.So this title should satisfy Misha’s need for exclusivity. Chahyun met Misha’s eyes, their gazes locked.“…Then call me hyung.”Misha frowned slightly. The pronunciation wasn’t much different, and he probably realized it didn’t hold much meaning over the previous term. He pouted slightly and repeated Chahyun’s words with dissatisfaction.“Hyung?”“Ah… haha.”It was surprising, amusing, and so cute to hear him pronounce it so well. And it felt strange. Seeing Chahyun’s odd expression seemed to irritate Misha, who suddenly increased his pace.“Hyung.”“Ha, ha… huh.”“Hyung?”“Yeah, stop…”This wasn’t a good choice either. A term that highlighted the age difference, which he usually didn’t think about, made his body strangely hot. As Chahyun began to pant, Misha abruptly pressed his mouth against his deeply.“Mmm, uh…”Holding onto the sofa back where Chahyun leaned, Misha moved faster. The two erect organs rubbing together, their speeds increasing, made their breaths grow faster. The heavy sensation in the lower body signaled the approach of climax. The fluid that could belong to either of them started smearing onto Chahyun’s stomach as they slickly entwined.