Romantic Gangster

#55

“I’ll make every day better for you from now on. There were so many great days that it’s hard to choose the best one.”

The gaze looking up at me was straight and firm. Lee Hyun-joon opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, not knowing what to say. He didn’t want to respond carelessly. Precious things are always fragile, so to protect them beautifully, he had to stop the pathetic habit of blurting out whatever came to mind like before.

“People used to tell me, you know. That I was wrong from the start.”

“…”

“Most people have parents, right? It seems like there are more people who have them from birth without even trying, but I didn’t. After hearing that so much, I didn’t feel the need to try hard or live well. Since it was wrong from the start, I just tried to live like other wrong people…”

It was the first time he was sharing this story. He had never told anyone before. He didn’t want to, and he didn’t feel a reason to.

The reason he vocalized even a little of what was inside to Ji-woo was because he had found a reason. A reason not to want to be wrong. A reason to want to live well.

“I can’t stand to see you dating such a pathetic guy.”

“…”

“I don’t want to be embarrassed in front of you anymore.”

“You’re not pathetic now. And you’re not wrong. It’s strange to say that.”

As Ji-woo told him he wasn’t pathetic and wasn’t wrong, Hyun-joon lowered his body.

“Hug me again.”

“Okay, come here.”

Although clearly smaller than him, an endlessly wide embrace opened up. Hyun-joon nestled into it. He ended up showing all the childish behavior he’d never shown before, loving the touch that stroked his head and patted his back. It was funny to be doing this when he had said he wouldn’t do embarrassing things just about a minute ago, but he couldn’t help it because Seo Ji-woo was so warm and nice.

“Should I release pheromones too?”

“Not pheromones, give me a kiss. We’re dating now, so you can do it.”

“…Okay.”

Ji-woo slightly separated from Hyun-joon, held his face with both hands, and stood on tiptoes. Hyun-joon took in Ji-woo’s approaching face as if he didn’t want to miss even a bit of it. Soon, something soft and warm pressed against his lips and then pulled away.

“Can’t you kiss me too?”

“…We’re at school.”

“There’s no one here. The curtains are drawn, and no one comes here in the morning. That’s why you came here too, right?”

“…I didn’t come for this. I just thought we could talk quietly for a moment… And I’m not good at it…”

“That’s why we should do it often to improve. I want to, okay? Ji-woo. If we don’t do it now, we can’t do it until it’s over. I wanted to do it again as soon as I saw you this morning. Didn’t you? You said you felt good yesterday. Was it just me? Hm?”

“I… felt good too…”

“Just once.”

Hyun-joon smiled as he watched Ji-woo’s face turn red in real-time and tilted his head pleadingly. When he asked “Hm?” again, Ji-woo nodded. Finding the reddened tips of Ji-woo’s ears too cute, Hyun-joon kissed them with a peck before moving in front of Ji-woo’s face and closing his eyes.

“…”

Ji-woo stared blankly at Hyun-joon’s closed eyes, recalling their kiss from the night before. It was true that it felt so good that his fingertips got hot and various parts of his body tingled, but the fact that he had to do it to Hyun-joon now felt overwhelming.

But he didn’t want to keep backing away saying he couldn’t do it. Because Hyun-joon wanted it. And truthfully, he wanted to face that good feeling again, having touched his lips all night where Hyun-joon’s sensation remained.

“Even if I’m not good at it… don’t make fun of me.”

“I won’t. It’s my first time too, why would I make fun of you for that?”

Ji-woo laughed at Hyun-joon, who kept his eyes closed even while answering, and held Hyun-joon’s face with both hands again. Then, after mentally preparing by counting one, two, three in his mind, he approached. When their lips touched, he was so nervous that he had to close his eyes too.

“…”

He managed to put his lips on, but he was very worried about what to do next. Ji-woo just gave a few pecks, pursing his lips like pecking with a beak, then pressed his lips again.

Peck peck, peck. At the ticklish sound, Hyun-joon, who had his eyes closed, slightly opened them. He wanted to laugh at how cute Ji-woo looked, just pressing his lips with such a tense face, but he held back.

It felt good now too, but at this rate, it was clear they wouldn’t even get to use their tongues before class started. Hyun-joon wrapped his hand around Ji-woo’s nape as he approached again and pressed slightly. Surprised by the firmly pressed lips, unlike a moment ago, Ji-woo opened his eyes. They were so close that his focus blurred.

“…Hm…ah…”

Along with the small sound of Ji-woo inhaling, something soft immediately touched the tip of Hyun-joon’s tongue as it parted Ji-woo’s gently closed lips. Hyun-joon, who flinched his shoulders, rubbed Ji-woo’s tongue right back.

“…Mmm…”

As soon as that feeling he had thought about all night was transmitted again, his head felt like it would explode with heat. It was so good that it was hard to come to his senses, making his thoughts of not pushing too hard like in the alley last night, because it was morning and they were at school, seem meaningless.

The tongues touching each other were hot, and Ji-woo’s hands gripping his arms were even hotter. Ah, what should I do? I don’t think I can stop. With his body boiling, Hyun-joon approached as if covering Ji-woo’s small body. Each time he did, Ji-woo’s body was pushed back, and the sound of slippers dragging echoed in the quiet rest area.

As soon as Ji-woo’s back touched the wall of the rest area, Hyun-joon bent down even more as if he had been waiting and bit Ji-woo’s lips deeper. Tongues mixed in their mouths and wet sounds were heard. With each rub of their tongues, he could feel the scent of castella wafting out. Perhaps that’s why Ji-woo’s mouth tasted so sweet.

“Ha… You smell so fucking delicious. Shit, how can you smell like this? Does it make sense, huh? Just like… hoo… how you look…”

Hyun-joon, who had separated his lips, lowered his head while still pinning Ji-woo against the wall. As if he was really eating castella, he bit Ji-woo’s neck once with his lips, and a slightly stronger scent spread.

He didn’t want to separate because the sweet scent that penetrated deep into his body with each breath felt so good. He felt like he could live just smelling Ji-woo’s scent forever if told to do so. He wanted to forget about school and everything else and just take Ji-woo to his house.

But he knew he shouldn’t act so selfishly. Even in his half-crazed state, something that still functioned as a human seemed to remain. The power of love was truly amazing.

And he thought it wouldn’t be good to act like he was in heat just a day after they started dating. It was true that Ji-woo’s pheromone scent was insanely good, and it was natural for an alpha to get excited by an omega’s pheromones… but he didn’t want to act so simply.

It wasn’t because Seo Ji-woo was an omega, or because his pheromone scent was sweet and to his liking, that he came to like him. While it could be one of the many reasons he liked him, it wasn’t the cause of his feelings.

So Hyun-joon detached his excited body. Even though he really didn’t want to separate, he stepped back and smoothed Ji-woo’s disheveled hair. The quietness where he could hear Ji-woo catching his breath was quite pleasant.

“Why are you looking at me with an apologetic face? Are you sorry to me?”

Hyun-joon, coming to his senses at Ji-woo’s question, nodded while fiddling with his chin for no reason.

“I keep doing things I shouldn’t and then feeling sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?”

“For constantly pushing you until you’re out of breath.”

“If it’s that… you don’t need to be sorry. If I didn’t like it, I would have said so. I’m doing it with you because I don’t dislike it… And when you kiss… isn’t it normal to be out of breath? Is it just us because it’s our first time?”

“Well… I wonder if it gets better with practice. I need to try harder. Until we can do it for hours without getting out of breath.”

Ji-woo laughed along with Hyun-joon’s grin and unnecessarily straightened his uniform before holding the tip of Hyun-joon’s finger.

“Now you can hold out until school ends, right?”

“I don’t know. Now that we’ve done it once, I want to keep doing it. Am I the only one?”

“…Will you get upset if I say it’s just you?”

“Is that even a question? I’ll be super upset. I’ll lie face down on my desk all day and won’t get up. I won’t eat lunch. I won’t go home. I’ll stay face down all weekend.”

Ji-woo opened the rest area door, checked that no one was in the corridor, and stepped out first, laughing softly. Sometimes Hyun-joon would give extreme examples like this, and it was so funny.

“Okay. I want to keep doing it too.”

“Wow, look at you throwing out words carelessly without feeling.”

Ji-woo, who was climbing the stairs first, turned his head to look down at Hyun-joon, who was just starting to climb the stairs.