Double Junk - 51

Chapter 51

Ajin, sprawled out on the blanket, blinked blankly. Despite feeling exhausted as if he could faint any moment, strangely, sleep wouldn’t come. It seemed like his mind had blanked out. How many times has this happened? It was countless.

After washing his body covered in a sticky liquid and getting excited again, Seokju had masturbated onto Ajin’s buttocks. However, that moment was somewhat hazy in his memory.

Ajin chuckled emptily. A straw approached his mouth from the side. Ajin only turned his eyes in that direction. A straw sticking out of a fancy cola bottle came into view. The awkwardly smiling face of Seokju was also visible.

It was irritating. He wanted to pinch and twist his cheeks until they turned bright red.

However, the cola was strong. Ajin was thirsty, and it felt like his energy would return if he drank the sweet and cool liquid, like taking a panacea.

Ajin sucked on the straw, raising his head. However, his body lacked strength. Then, Seokju, who had put down the cola, wrapped Ajin tightly in the blanket. Afterward, he lifted both of Ajin’s legs onto his own lap, as if a parent embracing a child.

Whether willingly or not, Ajin sprawled out, blinking his eyes. Seokju, with a satisfied face, handed the cola to Ajin’s lips. Ajin extended his lips like a baby bird and sucked on the straw.

Seokju looked down at Ajin with a pleased expression. Ajin slowly drank the cola, as if it would bring back his energy. When the bottle was about halfway empty, Ajin looked up at Seokju and asked.

“Is this how it usually goes when you do it?”

“Huh?”

“Is it usual to make it so long and difficult?”

“Well… I don’t know…”

Seokju avoided eye contact and said. Ajin clicked his tongue.

“You should try it with someone else to know.”

He mumbled while sipping on the cola through the straw.

“What are you talking about?”

“I haven’t tried it with anyone else.”

“So, you mean you want to try it with someone else?”

Ajin furrowed his brows. How did it come to this? Before he could retort and ask what nonsense he was talking about, he opened and closed his mouth again. The bluish face of Seokju was quite satisfying.

“Well… I don’t know.”

“…”

“Well, you never know in the future. I might marry a pretty lady. Or a guy with a smaller pepper than the boss might be into me. You never know, right?”

Ajin shrugged nonchalantly and put the straw back in his mouth. Seokju chuckled. To say he would get married. To say he would do it with a guy with a smaller pepper than him. Seokju closed and opened his eyes. Knowing it was an obvious lie, but Seokju, who was shaken by it, was quite amusing.

Seokju hugged Ajin. He gathered the hands that were wrapped around Ajin’s back and legs, firmly clasping his fingers together.

In case a guy with a smaller pepper appeared out of nowhere to steal Ajin.

Seokju maintained that stern expression until Ajin finished the cola.

Ajin, while caressing the empty cola bottle, was called by Seokju in a sweet voice.

“Ajin.”

“Yes?”

“Let’s live like this forever.”

At the sudden words, Ajin’s eyes widened. Seokju pressed his lips firmly against Ajin’s eyes and then let go.

“Irrespective of someone with a smaller pepper than me or a pretty lady coming, just live with me. I might go to Jongno Hospital tomorrow and ask how to reduce the pepper size.”

Ajin blinked his eyes quickly. Then, he burst into laughter. Reduce the pepper size? Even in a world where almost any illness could be cured, he had never heard of reducing the size of a pepper, let alone enlarging it.

Wiping away a tear that trickled down his cheek with the back of his hand, Ajin chuckled.

“Why reduce the pepper size? Just don’t do it.”

“That won’t work. You’re too beautiful.”

Seokju said firmly. Even though Ajin had just endured a spicy encounter, his exposed neck, clear azure eyes, and the distinctly pink pelvic bone revealed under the blanket were enough to arouse Seokju again.

But not doing it? That was more challenging than reducing the pepper size.

Ajin chuckled with a snort and sucked on the straw. Then, while sweeping the empty bottle, he took in a sweet, refreshing breath.

Seokju’s words seemed to be treated with nonchalance by Ajin. Seokju, holding onto Ajin’s ankle, spoke in a low voice.

“It’s not a joke; remember that.”

“…”

“I’m not thinking of letting you go willingly. But still, I’m saying this in advance so that there’s a reason to blame me if you do something bad.”

“Something bad? Boss? To me?”

Ajin chuckled again, seemingly dismissive. His playful face was absurd yet cute. Seokju refrained from asking, “Do you remember how I held you at first, how I trampled and tangled you up?” Bringing that up would not be beneficial for anyone.

And I’ve packaged myself as a good person to Ajin, so it’s not bad.

Seokju hugged Ajin. With lips stained by Ajin’s collarbone, Seokju continued talking.

“Ajin, I won’t abandon you.”

The straw, which was swirling inside the cola bottle, stopped abruptly. Ajin’s eyes, which had laughter lines moments ago, became calm. Seokju continued to stroke Ajin’s back.

“I won’t lose you like your parents. Even if I lose you, I’ll find you.”

“…”

“Don’t be lonely. I’ll always be by your side.”

“…”

“So, let’s live like this.”

Ajin stared at Seokju intently. Seokju met his gaze squarely, as if making a promise.

Ajin, without any hesitation, rested his face against Seokju’s chest. A warm heat could be felt. Ajin slowly closed his eyes.

“I won’t go anywhere.”

“…”

“There’s nowhere I want to go.”

“…”

“Being here, at the boss’s house, is the best.”

A smile appeared on Ajin’s lips.

I’ve never thought about the future, later, or anything like that in my entire life. I didn’t feel like imagining it since it seemed obvious that it wouldn’t be anything special. Why waste time imagining a life that would be cramped, narrow, dry, hard, uncomfortable, and definitely mundane?

For Ajin, who used to work at a gambling den, who was only good at dishwashing, who didn’t even know how to write his own name, there was no future.

But Seokju keeps making him imagine the future. Showering him with affection, teaching him to write, telling him he likes him, and waking him up with a happiness that doesn’t quite fit.

It wasn’t bad. It felt like having a very sweet dream.

As long as he didn’t wake up, it felt like that dream could become reality.

Ajin, lying in the blanket, checked the time. Six in the evening. It was soon the time for Seokju to finish work. Emerging from the blanket, Ajin approached the window with quick steps. Then, he forcefully opened the window. The late autumn wind rushed in as if it had been waiting.

Shivering, Ajin quickly returned under the blanket. It was to get rid of the stuffiness before Seokju arrived. Seokju would undoubtedly wonder why it was so cold in the room as soon as he entered.

Ajin pulled the blanket up to his shoulders and grasped the pencil he had momentarily put down.

Diligently studying, Ajin had moved up to the fourth-grade level in Korean in less than a month. His handwriting, which used to be as big as the palm of his hand, had become as small as a bean. Sometimes his vision blurred, but it felt like becoming an adult, and his writing size was now similar to the font size of the books Seokju read. It only made him feel proud.

“From ancient times, it has been said that happiness comes to those who smile. Also, it is said that there is no face as beautiful as a smiling face. Today, let’s study smiling expressions and laughter sounds.”

Below the paragraph, there was a large table. Ajin diligently copied it. Chuckling, smiling, grinning, single-minded, grinning, single-minded, smiling, laughing… There were familiar words and unfamiliar words.

Ajin pressed the pencil firmly while furrowing his eyebrows. He was writing with determination, changing and correcting the moment he wrote ‘smiling’ as ‘grinning.’

Dang, dang, dang!

The bell rang loudly. It was a sound that rang around this time every day. It signaled Seokju’s arrival. Ajin heard the sound clearly but didn’t flinch.

It hadn’t been long since Ajin started being lazy. Maybe around this week. That day, the day after being tormented by Seokju’s snake-like organ, Ajin, as usual, was washing the dishes in the yard.

But strangely, the sky turned yellow, and the fallen maple leaves, which had been swirling, just collapsed.

Finding Ajin, crumpled in the paper yard, the flower girl and others began making a fuss, saying he needed to go to the hospital, take medicine, whether it was a terminal illness or not, and so on. Ajin woke up again when they said he needed to go to the hospital, but it wasn’t a big deal. He hadn’t slept well, and he had collapsed momentarily due to exhaustion. It often happened when there were many customers at the gambling den, and he couldn’t eat or sleep properly for a few days.

Ajin didn’t think much of it, but when Seokju heard the news that night, he was so surprised that his eyes almost rolled back. And the next day, after having s3x, Seokju issued an unreasonable order not to come out of the room. In fact, he had tried to make Ajin quit his gambling habits using this incident as an opportunity, but Ajin had refused.

Anyway, yesterday, they had s3x vigorously, and as a result, Ajin was forced to take a break today.