If You Want Me - Episode 130
<Episode 130>
“Please take good care of Seo-won.”
“It was a pleasure.”
Do-gyeom answered indifferently to Yuncheol’s words.
The atmosphere of the dinner went rather well. When Yuncheol proposed joining them, Seo-won wondered if it was okay, but after Yuncheol told stories about Seo-won’s college days, the atmosphere became more relaxed.
But the problem was Seo-won. Perhaps it was the effect of ordering and downing alcohol out of embarrassment. The alcohol hit him, and he quickly got drunk.
After figuring out his alcohol tolerance, Seo-won had been restraining himself from drinking to the point of getting drunk, but drinking various types of alcohol he didn’t usually drink much, they seemed to have mixed in his stomach and he ended up getting drunk. He clearly thought earlier that he should restrain himself because this alcohol is easy to get drunk on, but his concern became reality.
“Seo-won, see you next time. I’ll definitely contact you when I go to Korea.”
“You take care too, sunbae…”
As the alcohol hit him, his body swayed. As Seo-won, half leaning on Do-gyeom, bid farewell, Yuncheol looked at him with worried eyes for a while and got into the waiting taxi.
After the taxi carrying Yuncheol left, Seo-won and Do-gyeom stood there blankly for a while, watching the back of the departing taxi.
Although they said they would meet when they go to Korea, they didn’t know if it would really happen. Seo-won found it hard to take his eyes off, thinking this might be the last time he would see Yuncheol. He felt more sentimental because he was drunk.
As he was looking for a long time, Do-gyeom looked down at Seo-won, who was half leaning on him, and asked in a gentle voice,
“Seo-won, do you want me to give you a piggyback ride?”
“No… I can walk.”
“I’ll support you.”
Even though Seo-won said he would walk on his own, Do-gyeom seemed dissatisfied and didn’t take his hands off Seo-won’s body.
In the end, they returned to the hotel half leaning on each other and got on the elevator. As they were going up to the high floor where they were staying, at some point, the supporting touch began to feel strange. It must be supporting, but the large hand holding and stroking his waist felt erotic.
Although Seo-won was usually sensitive, he wasn’t to the point of getting aroused by such skinship. Is he feeling overly sensitive because he’s drunk?
Seo-won tried not to show it, thinking he might be overthinking it. However, perhaps because of Do-gyeom’s pheromones seeping out from his body, the sensuality only intensified as time passed.
At this rate, it seemed like his pheromones would burst out. Seo-won felt he should distance himself from Do-gyeom.
Glancing at Do-gyeom and timing it, Seo-won belatedly whispered to him,
“Um… Your hand on my waist.”
“Hmm? Why?”
When Seo-won mumbled, Do-gyeom gave him a look asking why.
Seo-won wanted to say that his pheromones might burst at this rate, but since pheromone was also English, he became cautious thinking the people around them might notice his condition.
“I don’t need support now… I’ll walk on my own.”
He clearly tried to say it properly, but perhaps because he was drunk, after saying it, it felt like he became a baby throwing a fit saying he would walk alone.
What should he say? Telling him directly to take his hand off seemed cold-hearted. As he was choosing his words, thinking about how to say it without hurting his feelings, Do-gyeom suddenly let out a chuckle. It seemed like he saw something funny.
Did his words sound a bit strange? As Seo-won thought for a moment with a hazy mind, Do-gyeom spoke with laughter in his eyes,
“I’m not supporting you.”
“…What?”
Then what is he doing? Seo-won looked up at Do-gyeom with such eyes.
Then Do-gyeom raised the corner of his mouth playfully and spoke intimately in a small voice that only Seo-won could hear,
“Who touches like this when supporting? There’s an ulterior motive.”
“Hy-, hyung…!”
As Seo-won was startled and raised his voice, the foreigners riding in the same elevator turned to look at Seo-won. It didn’t seem like they understood the content since they were speaking in Korean, but they turned at the loud voice.
Even so, it was still embarrassing. As Seo-won closed his mouth and gave Do-gyeom a sharp look, conscious of people’s eyes, Do-gyeom brazenly acted as if he had done nothing.
It seems like I’m the only strange one now…
It was embarrassing because it felt like other people were viewing him as a strange person. He wanted to get off the elevator first, but unfortunately, the room Seo-won and Do-gyeom were staying in was on the top floor of the hotel. In the end, Seo-won had no choice but to stay still until everyone got off.
After getting off the elevator, Seo-won shook off Do-gyeom’s support and glared at him.
“Don’t do this outside…”
“What did I do?”
“People will think we’re rude.”
“They said we’re a lovey-dovey couple.”
Do-gyeom retorted as if Seo-won didn’t need to worry about that. The media sometimes referred to Seo-won and Do-gyeom as a lovey-dovey couple.
He knew people viewed them positively, but Seo-won tended to worry a lot. As Seo-won couldn’t erase the uncomfortable expression, Do-gyeom continued,
“Seo-won, I know what you’re worried about, but people don’t view it as strangely as you think. Rather, the company’s image has improved since we got married.”
“That’s…”
Seo-won couldn’t refute and mumbled his lips. That’s because it was true that the company’s image had improved after marrying him.
When Seo-won first heard that story, he thought it was nonsense. He wasn’t some great person, and he wondered why the image would improve just because he married him.
However, contrary to his thoughts, that was exactly what people wanted.
What commonly happened in chaebol families was an arranged marriage, and for someone with Do-gyeom’s level of wealth, it was almost taken for granted.
Until Do-gyeom got married, economic experts often put him in their mouths, keeping an eye on which family’s son he would marry and combine wealth with. Because of that, there were times when the stock price was affected when Do-gyeom was spotted at a matchmaking meeting that Madam had forcibly arranged.
But when Do-gyeom suddenly announced that he would marry the person he loves and shared the news of marrying a commoner, people couldn’t help but be surprised.
On one side, some evaluated that he had made a foolish choice blinded by love, but among ordinary people, Do-gyeom’s image improved. In people’s eyes, it seemed so good that the son of a chaebol family with an extremely dominant alpha constitution gave up everything and chose love.
Although he knew about such gazes from people around them…
“Still, it’s rude to show skinship outside. People really view that negatively.”
“I got it. I’ll be careful from now on.”
When Seo-won scolded him, Do-gyeom conceded as if he had no choice.
…It seems like he’ll do it again later. He doubted it, but he couldn’t say anything about something that hadn’t happened yet, so he let it go.
As they arrived in front of the room like that and entered using the key card, as soon as they stepped inside the room, Do-gyeom hugged Seo-won tightly from behind.
Without warning, he was almost trapped in Do-gyeom’s firm chest. A little surprised, Seo-won widened his eyes and glanced back, asking,
“Wha-, what is it? All of a sudden.”
“We’re indoors now.”
“What? What does that…”
“I thought my dick would explode since hearing about your college story…”
As Do-gyeom said that, he pressed his lower body close. His crotch rubbed against Seo-won’s butt. Even though he was clearly wearing clothes, the presence of his genitals was distinctly revealed.
The way he touched Seo-won from the elevator and said he had an ulterior motive. Seo-won thought he might have gotten excited from then, but he just thought Do-gyeom was excited because he drank alcohol and they were going to spend the night without Do-ha.
But he was excited after hearing the story from when Seo-won was a college student… Seo-won didn’t know where there was a point to get excited about.
“There wasn’t a story to get excited about…”
“Because you were cute.”
“…”
Cute…
Seo-won also thinks he was quite clumsy back then, even though a lot of time has passed. But when Do-gyeom blatantly said he was cute, Seo-won didn’t know how to react.
As Seo-won stayed still, unable to even answer, Do-gyeom muttered self-deprecatingly,
“Fuck… I probably slept with you back then not knowing how precious you were.”
“What are you talking about…? What’s precious?”
“It feels unreal that I slept with you even when you were a college student. It’s annoying as if I slept with someone else.”
Seo-won wondered what nonsense Do-gyeom was saying from earlier, but listening carefully, it seemed he regretted thoughtlessly joining bodies with Seo-won as pheromone partners when Seo-won was a college student.
Even before, Do-gyeom often regretted the past, saying, “If only I had realized my feelings a little earlier, it would have been better.” This time seemed to be in a similar context.
Although Seo-won understood Do-gyeom’s feelings, the current problem was different. Seo-won couldn’t understand what there was to regret when he hadn’t slept with anyone else in college and only shared a bed with Do-gyeom.
“Even back then, it was the same you.”
“Sleeping together as partners and sleeping together after realizing our feelings are different.”
“What’s different?”
“I would have cherished you more.”
“…”
“I would have treated you preciously so you would know you’re the most precious person in this world to me.”
Do-gyeom spoke firmly. He had a face firmly pledging that if he could only go back, he wouldn’t hold Seo-won like before.
Seo-won looked at Do-gyeom like that and let out a powerless laugh. Although he understood Do-gyeom’s feelings, it was something that had already passed, so it couldn’t be helped.
And although Do-gyeom seemed unsatisfied, Seo-won really… liked it back then too. Because he was in such a desperate one-sided love, there was a part of him that was happy just joining bodies with Do-gyeom… Also, just because they were partners, it wasn’t like Do-gyeom treated him badly. Rather, if he had treated him badly, it would have been easier to give up on his feelings, but because he didn’t, Seo-won had a hard time.
He wanted to say Do-gyeom treated him well enough, but there was no way Do-gyeom would agree with his words.
Seo-won thought for a moment about how to quell Do-gyeom’s regret, then looked straight at him and said,
“You can just treat me well now to make up for what you couldn’t do.”
It’s not like there’s a time machine to turn back time. It was impossible to erase the past as if it never happened. Instead, it was possible to cover up the karma of the past a little by making several times more effort in the present.
Wouldn’t the best way be to act so as not to regret this moment now in the future?