Clap - 61
Sure enough, a hand—he didn’t know whose—began to grope his chest.
It kneaded the surrounding skin despite there being nothing much to grab.
Another hand slipped down, passed over his exposed groin, and squeezed his buttocks firmly.
“Good morning, Jaemin,” Ihyun’s voice sounded from behind his head.
“Did you sleep well?”
Ichan’s voice scattered over his forehead.
Jaemin didn’t respond.
It wasn’t a good morning.
He hadn’t slept well at all.
Did they really not know, or were they mocking him?
Jaemin wished they would leave the bed soon.
It was his turn to sleep now.
But the two didn’t get up easily, wasting time fondling various parts of his body under the blankets.
It was only when his pinched nipples started turning red that Jaemin realized today wasn’t a weekday but a weekend.
That was unfortunate.
It meant he had to spend two whole days glued to these crazy brothers without a break.
“I… need to go to the bathroom,” Jaemin said in a flat tone.
At this, Ihyun and Ichan shot up as if they hadn’t been lazing around a moment ago.
Ichan put on his glasses from the nightstand and lifted Jaemin in his arms.
Ihyun got off the bed and unshackled him.
“I can walk, you know,” Jaemin grumbled.
“I don’t want to.”
Ichan shot down the suggestion effortlessly.
Jaemin’s lips moved, ready to curse, but he held back.
Upsetting Ichan would only lead to consequences that would fall solely on him.
Standing in front of the toilet, Jaemin urinated with an indifferent expression.
He could feel Ichan’s gaze fixed on his round buttocks and genitals, but it didn’t bother him anymore.
It happened three or four times a day, and he had gotten used to it.
After shaking off his member, Jaemin washed his hands at the sink.
The sound of the water splashing down loudly felt like a stranger picking a fight.
“Can’t you just let me go to the bathroom alone?”
“…”
One of Ichan’s eyebrows shot up.
Jaemin quickly added, “I’m not asking you to take off the shackles… just, if you lengthen the chain a little, I can go on my own.”
“I’ll bring you a chamber pot.”
“…”
“A big one.
Or should I buy a kids’ potty for you?”
Jaemin’s mouth clamped shut.
He’d much rather use a normal toilet.
Just the thought of relieving himself in a chamber pot or a toddler’s potty gave him goosebumps.
Ichan chuckled and kneaded the back of Jaemin’s neck.