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After emptying another bottle of soju, Ga On exhaled in frustration. He should have returned home a long time ago, but instead he was not sitting in the safest part of the city, unwisely getting drunk alone.
Remembering the condemnation in Soo Hyun's eyes, her slap in the face, Ga On felt sick. And the fact was that his only friend did not believe him, at that moment looking in horror at his bloody hands, as if considering him a murderer.
However, even Yo Han gave him a close look when he so carelessly began to search the body. Ga On really screwed up.
Grinning mirthlessly, Ga On opened another bottle. The fact that he continued to sit here, ignoring Yo Han's calls, was more like a childish protest. He wanted attention. After all, he needed comfort, not getting rid of the unpleasant feeling of blood on his hands.
His relationship with Yo Han could be equated to a storm. They had clashed so many times, not even assuming that the next argument would end in bed. And, even if Ga On was an inept lover, Yo Han only taught him with more care and effort. Ga On really seemed that he was loved.
It seemed until Ga On felt a pang of disappointment when Yo Han prudently continued talking about plans, not noticing how unstable the younger was.
Swallowing an unpleasant lump, Ga On pressed his palms to His face wearily. He didn't know what he wanted. One thing was for sure — Ga On needed Yo Han.
Barely able to get to his feet, Ga On headed for the bus stop. He was supposed to answer another call from Yo Han, but stubbornly stuck the phone deeper into his jacket pocket.
"Judge Kim, you should go home," Yo Han's assistant politely explained, picking up the stumbling guy in time.
"I was going to," Ga On snapped, trying to pull his hand away, but being weaker to K, at least in a drunken state.
"Let's go to the car," K exhaled, slowly leading him to the car, humbly withstanding the clumsy resistance.
"I'm going to my house," stopping in front of the car, Ga On was still able to break out of the grip, looking at K with resentment, as if he could decide something without Yo Han's knowledge.
Ga On's cheeks were flushed and her lips were dry. His whole appearance was so vulnerable that it was out of the question to leave him unattended. K just shook his head.
"What? Did Judge Kang send you to pick me up so I wouldn't cause trouble?" Raising his voice, Ga On clenched his fists.
The thought that Yo Han perceived him as someone who could interfere with the plans made it easier for Ga On to keep his balance. Anger was the most sobering thing.
"He doesn't care about me, he only cares about revenge," Ga On bitterly spat out, inhaling to continue, but choking when the back door of the car opened and Yo Han appeared.
His aura was so dark that Ga On involuntarily took a step back, even if he knew there was no point in running.
"Kim Ga On, get in the car. Now," Yo Han said coldly, at the same time roughly grabbing the younger by the elbow, like a naughty child, pushing him into the back seat.
Ga On felt as if his whole body was paralyzed. Pressing his back against the opposite door, he watched the man's slow movements in fright. The way Yo Han sat down next to him, nodding to K to take them to the mansion. The way Yo Han dangerously tapped his fingers on his knee, deceptively calmly looking out the window — everything indicated that the elder was angry. Because of him.
The road to the house seemed long, and then Ga On began to feel an unpleasant cold when alcohol began to fade into the background. He tried to even out his ragged breathing, but Yo Han, sitting so close, scared him. Although Ga On shouldn't have been afraid, there was something scary about how calm the elder looked.
Involuntarily shuddering when an unfamiliar weight was placed on his shoulders, Ga On looked at Yo Han. Of course, he noticed that he was shivering, and without saying anything, just threw his coat over him. And only then did Ga On exhale, tenaciously grabbing the edges of the warm fabric. No matter how angry Yo Han was, he would never let Ga On suffer.
After entering the house, Ga On awkwardly stopped, cautiously watching Yo Han go into his bedroom. They had been sleeping together for a long time, but now, feeling guilty, he hesitantly shifted from one foot to the other. As if he should have gone to the empty room provided to him in the first days after the explosion.
"Are you going to stand still?" Yo Han asked without malice, leaning on the door, not taking his gaze off the drunken the younger one.
Pursing his lips, Ga On shook his head in embarrassment and quickly rushed past the man, immediately feeling the breath on the back of his head.
"Do you realize that you could have injured, when you left alone, as an easy target?" Yo Han said heavily, possessively placing his hands on the younger's hips so as not to allow him to pull away, resting his chin on the disheveled top of his head.
"I'm sorry," Ga On whispered hoarsely, experiencing the close warmth and relaxing too quickly from this, involuntarily leaning his back on Yo Han's strong chest.
"We'll talk tomorrow," Yo Han tenderly stroked the guy's flat belly and let him go.
Feeling an unpleasant emptiness, Ga On immediately turned to him, clinging to him so needfully with deer eyes that so fascinated the elder.
After spending the whole day alone, Ga On wanted to be with Yo Han like never before. Everything that had happened seemed insignificant once he was with him.
"Stay," Ga On asked, barely audibly, biting His parched lips, looking painfully pathetic. And that was what Ye Han hated — making his baby deer look so miserable.
Putting the book he took back on the bedside table, Yo Han sat down on the edge of the bed, showing that he would not go anywhere if that was what Ga On wanted. He saw that he had been through a lot in the last twenty-four hours, and that it would be best to keep him close without letting him break down.
Coming closer, Ga On carefully knelt down to Yo Han, face to face, but averting his gaze. His breathing quickened as the elder gently touched his thumb to his lower lip, gently pressing, forcing him to meet his eyes.
"I really need you right now," Ga On hastily exhaled, pressing Yo Han's lips first, handing over the initiative without resistance, feeling his tongue in his mouth.
Crumpling the perfectly ironed shirt on the man's shoulders, He pressed his buttocks pliably into his groin, feeling the growing excitement.
So easily and quickly being on his back, Ga On awkwardly tried to get rid of the shirt, tangling his fingers in the buttons, until Yo Han pulled his hands aside, pressing his lips to the snow-white neck, tracing the sensitive skin with his tongue, finishing with his clothes himself.
"You're so accommodating when you're drunk," Yo Han chuckled softly, immediately clinging to his hardened nipple, receiving a long moan in response.
Fidgeting with his hips on the sheets, lifting them so openly, when Yo Han got rid of his pants and underwear, Ga On felt the heat on His cheeks. It was as if the way to ground him, to bring him back to himself, was to feel filled with Yo Han.
Only it was just like that. The thoughts in Ga On's head got mixed up that he didn't have the strength to worry. Especially when his body trembled from the love that Yo Han gave him, so carefully preparing, from one finger to three, which he greedily squeezed inside himself, eventually starting to instinctively sit on them.
"Yo Han," Ga On muttered hoarsely, mixing whispers with moans, for which he received soft kisses all over his body, like a little praise from Yo Han that he was such an obedient lover.
Everything that bothered Ga On instantly disappeared as soon as Ye Han joined their bodies, sweeping into him. Stopping, looking into the eyes of his baby deer, he warmly stroked his cheek.
"You'll be fine, I'll definitely take care of it, Ga On-ah," Yo Han whispered convincingly, covering the younger's parted lips, distracting him with a kiss while his body got used to slow measured thrusts.
Clutching his back with his hands, even feeling that he was burning with surging emotions, Ga On gently touched Yo Han's scar. And there was so much love in that caress.
"Breathe," Yo Han reminded him haltingly, giving a slight smile as soon as Ga On lost the thread with reality. Covering his aroused cock with his hand, he moved in time with his thrusts.
Stretching out the pleasure, paying more attention to Ga On's sensitive head of his penis, Yo Han left assertive kisses on the pale collarbones, knowing that visible traces would appear in the morning. It was a little possessiveness. He wanted to show the whole world that Ga On was his junior judge.
Completely surrendering to Yo Han, feeling the warmth spread inside, Ga On followed him, soiling their bellies, but clinging so insistently to his hot body, trembling from the orgasm that covered him.
"Ga On-ah," a soft soothing whisper lulled him to sleep, and no longer having the strength to hold on, Ga On closed his eyes.
Ga On did not remember how carefully Yo Han put him in order, sleepy and confused, dressed in clean soft pajamas, only the feeling of warmth of the elder gave the necessary peace. Ga On felt happy. And falling asleep in Yo Han's arms, he didn't care about anything bad, knowing that he would always be safe with him.
***
Soft touches to the hair were soothing. Ga On almost forgot about his awkward drunken prank, slowly opening his sleepy eyes. The sun had just risen, and it would have been possible to afford some sleep if not for Yo Han's gaze.
It seemed that Yo Han had been watching him for a long time, gently stroking his head, and it might have seemed romantic under other circumstances, but Ga On blushed, sitting up abruptly on the bed.
"Yesterday..." he stuttered, but Yo Han only shook his head, not letting him continue.
Pulling the younger back, this time embracing him, not allowing him to pull away, Yo Han thoughtfully rested his forehead on the top of his head. Hearing the rapid, excited breathing, he smiled.
"I've never given a damn about you, stupid baby deer," Yo Han whispered, lovingly ruffling his hair, catching the real confused deer eyes on him. "Sleep a little more, and I'll go to work".
"But I can go with you," Ga On muttered, dangling his legs ridiculously from the high bed, looking so small.
"Stay at home," Yo Han stopped him, throwing a big blanket over him in such a childish way, grinning at how cute Ga On turned over on his back. "Elijah wanted to be with you".
Of course, Yo Han was able to get his way by using their girl, who had a great influence on Ga On. And this time was no exception, seeing how the younger one gave up, sitting comfortably on the bed.
After a short gathering, Yo Han peeked into the bedroom to check on the newly asleep baby deer, bending down for a light kiss on his forehead.
Even if things didn't go according to plan, the main thing that mattered to Yo Han was to keep Ga On by his side, just feeling his love.