Contract Marriage with Memory Loss on Top - Chapter 42

Something had happened. Yeon-woo’s pupils were frozen in midair, and his fingers gripping the pillow were bent inward. The two of them, stopped as if playing freeze tag, were enveloped in a silence where they couldn’t even make a sound of breathing.

“You need to relax, or you’ll get hurt.”

Just as Yeon-woo was about to say he wanted to stop, Ki-won started moving again. He had his hands placed even lower than before. Yeon-woo’s body was sensitive, and he wasn’t sure if he was mistaken, but it felt like Ki-won’s protruding wrist bone was precariously close to touching him.

What should I do? Yeon-woo rolled his large pupils around, trying to endure the awkward flow, but it wasn’t easy. Above all, even as Ki-won’s massage continued, Yeon-woo couldn’t stop flinching.

‘I think it hurts…’

The pain that he hadn’t felt when Ki-won was relieving the muscles in his lower back was now accompanying the massage. Moreover, as the massage range gradually moved downward, the pressure was concentrated on his buttocks, making even the parts that shouldn’t hurt tingle.

If it hurt, he could stop the massage or ask Ki-won to be gentle, but Yeon-woo foolishly kept his mouth shut and endured the pain.

‘How can I say it hurts there?’

Rather than going through an embarrassing situation, he’d rather be in pain. However, even if he hid his expressions or groans with difficulty, he couldn’t escape Ki-won’s sharp senses with his physical reactions.

Ki-won, who had been relaxing Yeon-woo’s muscles, stopped moving and closely observed the person lying below. From his waist, which was tense, to his legs pressed tightly together, and his face buried deep in the pillow. No matter where you looked, he only seemed like someone enduring something.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“What? Ah…”

As Yeon-woo lifted his deeply buried face, his flushed face was mercilessly revealed. Yeon-woo pondered Ki-won’s question and fiddled with his fingers. Should he tell the truth? The persistent pain was starting to worry him. Could it be torn, or was something wrong? Considering Ki-won’s size, it wouldn’t be strange if something was wrong.

After hesitating, Yeon-woo finally decided to reveal the symptoms he was experiencing. If it was a wound that would heal if left alone, that would be fortunate, but if it worsened, it would be a big problem. Yeon-woo, who had been imagining countless situations in his head, let out a thin voice through his teeth.

“It hurts… down there.”

“Down there?”

“That, there. That area…”

The moment Yeon-woo said “down there,” Ki-won’s gaze turned towards Yeon-woo’s legs. His tone asking if Yeon-woo’s legs were numb was so serious that it made him even more embarrassed. That’s not it, but should he correct Ki-won’s misunderstanding? After agonizing, Yeon-woo seemed to have made up his mind and spoke with his eyes tightly closed.

“Between my buttocks.”

Yeon-woo, who had recited each syllable separately, tried to hide his bright red face. Countless emotions were visible under his eyes that had turned red as if he was about to cry.

“Ah.”

Only then did Ki-won leave a short exclamation and take his hand off Yeon-woo’s waist. Unlike the perplexed Yeon-woo, Ki-won’s reaction was ambiguous. He closed his slightly parted lips, then glanced down at Yeon-woo’s lower body as if contemplating something, and raised one eyebrow.

Even after waiting for a while, the room was quiet. Yeon-woo, who was about to sit up to face the now-silent Ki-won, widened his eyes at a suggestion that made him doubt his ears.

“Should I take a look?”

“At what…? My butt?”

No, absolutely not. Yeon-woo shook his head vigorously as if to hide his buttocks, covering them with his palms. He shook his head so quickly that when he stopped, his vision was spinning.

“If it hurts, wouldn’t it be good to apply medicine?”

Unlike the flustered Yeon-woo, Ki-won was calm. His voice, adding that it was no big deal and that this was just a treatment, was so natural that it flowed like water.

It wasn’t wrong, so it was surprisingly persuasive. As Ki-won said, applying medicine could identify the cause of the pain, but he could do that alone. Yeon-woo, who decided that he didn’t need Ki-won’s help, tried to take the ointment along with his answer.

“I’ll apply it myself a little later. Like before going to bed…”

The palm holding the ointment was about to get damp. There was no compulsion in Ki-won’s suggestion, so if Yeon-woo refused, the conversation would end that way, but his mouth was getting parched.

During the time Yeon-woo had been living with Ki-won, he had never disagreed with Ki-won’s opinions. From the moment he realized this fact, Yeon-woo couldn’t hide his shaken heart.

Something had been going slightly astray since he made the mistake of spending the night with Ki-won. His mind was in such a mess that even the act of breathing felt unfamiliar. This shouldn’t be happening. Yeon-woo felt the wall that had existed between him and Ki-won crumbling. This really shouldn’t be happening. His foolish emotions strongly hit the back of his head.

“But if it gets infected, it’ll be a big problem.”

A calm voice flowed over Yeon-woo, who was busy suppressing and soothing his inner thoughts. Ki-won’s tone as he spoke while rubbing his chin area sounded like he was talking to himself, but its power to penetrate the other person’s ears was greater than ever.

“Infec… tion?”

It was the moment Yeon-woo’s firm eyes crumbled. Yeon-woo, who had sat up straight, stared at the man with a helpless face.

“If it’s infected and not properly treated in the early stages, wouldn’t you suffer?”

A problem that could be cleanly healed with a few applications of ointment could transform into a problem that required periodic hospital visits. Yeon-woo’s complexion turned pale as he listened to Ki-won’s words.

“…I guess you’re right?”

Yeon-woo’s pupils had been shaking for a while.

“Applying it yourself isn’t bad, but… if there’s a wound in a place that’s hard to reach or directly see, it would be a big problem.”

Yeon-woo stared blankly at the ointment in his hand, unable to even respond. Ki-won was right. If there was a wound that the medicine didn’t reach, far from healing, it could cause an infection or severe pain later on.

“I was trying to help with pure intentions, but if it makes you uncomfortable, I’ll call a doctor for you, Yeon-woo.”

Kwon Ki-won put forth a slow and strong tone, as if he had no impure intentions whatsoever.

“A doctor? Here…?”

“Yeah, I know someone.”

At Ki-won’s words, Yeon-woo’s mind automatically started picturing the situation. Just the thought of showing his buttocks to Ki-won’s doctor made his heart pound with shame. Wouldn’t a doctor easily guess how the wound occurred? Then it would mean that someone else would know that the two of them had done this and that. Of course, the relationship between the two as seen by others was that of a legal married couple, so having sexual relations wasn’t strange, but Yeon-woo’s conclusion was different.

‘I can’t do that.’

He hated the thought of an outsider finding out about something he wanted to keep secret for the rest of his life. From a doctor’s perspective, it would just be a medical procedure, but Yeon-woo, who didn’t want to expose his buttocks to others, shook his head while gritting his teeth.

“To someone else…?”

“There’s no other way. I don’t feel good about it either, but it’s better than you being in pain.”

He doesn’t feel good about it? Yeon-woo, who flinched his shoulders, lowered his eyebrows. Was Ki-won also reluctant about others finding out that he had slept with Yeon-woo? He knew it wasn’t something to be so upset about, but a sense of disappointment welled up.

The dilemma was somewhat settled, and the agitation that had been on Yeon-woo’s face eased a bit. To continue with his determination to apply the medicine himself, Ki-won’s voice expressing concern about infection wouldn’t go away. Moreover, it seemed Ki-won didn’t want to call a doctor either.

Rather than showing the inside of his buttocks to others, Kwon Ki-won was better. After contemplating for a while, Yeon-woo held out the ointment with a cautious look in his eyes.

“Then I’ll ask you to do it. I’m also a bit uncomfortable showing it to others…”

“You made a good decision.”

It felt like he had chosen the lesser of two evils. Yeon-woo trembled his fingertips until the moment the ointment entered Ki-won’s hand.

Did I make the right choice? The thought that he had been swayed by Ki-won followed him from behind.