Kiss the Ground

However, as soon as the front door opened, it was Yoon Chahyun who was pushed inside first. There wasn’t even time to take off his shoes before his lips were crushed, and a hot tongue forced its way into his mouth, cutting off his breath.Even with the heavy vibration of the door closing, Misha held onto Chahyun’s waist as if he would break it. His grip tightened around his hips, making Chahyun furrow his dark eyebrows. Due to the backlight from the hallway, it was hard to see what expression Misha had.“Misha, did you… did you contact the team?”Chahyun asked in the brief moment their lips parted.“I did. They said it’s okay.”“Okay… ugh.”Even the short conversation seemed to irritate Misha, who grabbed Chahyun’s neck and pressed their lips together again. In the fervor, their hats fell off and rolled across the floor.After leaving the restaurant, the two headed straight to Chahyun’s house as if by silent agreement. After a day of being under others’ watchful eyes, there was no way they could just calmly hand each other over to the opposing team.But even as they hailed a taxi, and during the ride to the house, Chahyun had a lingering sense of rationality. He knew he absolutely couldn’t spend the night away from home just before a game.“You… your team has training tomorrow, right? Are you sure it’s okay?” Chahyun twisted his head away, trying to avoid Misha’s lips. Their rough breathing mingled in the small space.“It’s fine. But… they said I have to be back by dawn.”“Oh. Cinderella…”“Don’t worry about it.”In other words, it was Chahyun’s duty to send him back on time. However, Cinderella himself seemed completely unconcerned about the time. He grabbed Chahyun’s body as if in a rush. They kissed each other deeply, like hungry animals, until Chahyun finally pushed Misha’s chest away forcefully.“Wait, Misha. We need to talk.”But without answering, Misha grabbed Chahyun’s T-shirt, pulling it off roughly, followed by the sound of a zipper being pulled down.“Wait, wait. Hold on…”A sudden sense of déjà vu hit him. The rushed touches and the location by the entrance reminded him of a past memory. The urgent first time that was a first for both Misha and Yoon Chahyun.Looking back, the clumsy memory of moving hastily with pleasure and instinct was now a somewhat cute memory, but Chahyun was determined not to let it happen again.“Misha!”Chahyun gripped his lover’s face firmly with both hands and pulled him up to look directly into his eyes. Misha’s expression was like someone standing at the edge of a cliff.“Why are you in such a hurry?”As they stared into each other’s eyes, the racing heartbeat began to slow. Chahyun carefully stroked Misha’s hot cheek with his thumb.“Take it slow. I want to touch you too.”“Yuan…”“I’m right here. Right in front of you.”Misha’s hands, which had been tightly gripping Chahyun’s waist, finally began to relax. His lips, wet and trembling, slowly parted.“Did I hurt you?”“Idiot.”Both of them knew that their bodies weren’t fragile enough to be easily hurt. But as if realizing his mistake, Misha lowered his hands slowly and leaned his face against Chahyun’s hand.“I’m sorry.”His eyes were like those of a child.Again.The same lost look from earlier in the evening, when they were in the alley.“It’s been so long since we’ve been alone together… I was just in a rush. I wanted to keep touching you, holding you…”“The bedroom is just one step away. Why are you in such a rush, my princess?”“I’m sorry…”As their gazes met, the gray in Misha’s eyes became more visible, like the ripples on a lake. His eyes carried a strange emotion. He said it was because he was in a rush… but that couldn’t be the only reason.Chahyun slowly lowered his hand from Misha’s cheek. Misha didn’t say anything, but there was something Chahyun had to say.“Misha, listen. Actually….”Noticing Chahyun’s hesitation, Misha looked at him silently.“I regret… bringing you to dinner tonight.”“…Why? Because I kissed your mother?”“No, not that.”Though that had been over the top. A bitter smile briefly spread and then faded. Chahyun took a deep breath before continuing, pulling Misha into his arms.“You were in a tough spot because of the questions.”The light from the hallway sensor turned off above their heads as they clung to each other. In the dark, only Chahyun’s voice could be heard.“I should’ve warned her beforehand. But I didn’t have time, I was too focused on you and…”Your family. He hesitated on the last words. But Misha said nothing. Feeling the weight of the moment, Chahyun pressed his cheek against Misha’s hair.“I’ve never brought a colleague to a family dinner before. I guess that’s why she was curious. There’s no one as pretty as you among my colleagues.”“……”“But… it was all my selfishness. I just wanted to show you off to my family, so I pushed for it.”His voice sank as he confessed. He had taken Misha to the dinner, thinking it was a rare opportunity, but in hindsight, it was a deeply selfish decision. In the end, he had ended up reopening old wounds.“In truth, I knew that it might become a situation like that…”Misha, who was nestled in his arms, remained silent. Chahyun gently stroked Misha’s curly hair, as if it were delicate silk.“I’m the type who likes to show off the things I love… and I wanted to do the same with you.”“Yuan.”“But I shouldn’t have done that. You should have only… only focused on me.”He never thought he would come to hate his own possessive and prideful nature so much. He wondered how Misha felt when he asked him not to reveal their relationship to his family. What was Misha feeling when he was dragged in front of Chahyun’s family? Just thinking about how Misha had tried to cover up his anxiety with a familiar mask of indifference made Chahyun’s heart clench as if soaked in salt.He didn’t want to see that expression anymore. He wished Misha would cry when he was sad and smile when he was happy. They had both spent too long in a time when that wasn’t possible.“It must have hurt. I’m sorry for making you remember.”Chahyun bit his lip sharply, overwhelmed by bitter regret.I ruined our first date.A muffled sound escaped from Misha’s lips, pressed against Chahyun’s shoulder.“No.”Misha held onto Chahyun’s waist so tightly it was hard to breathe. The movement triggered the sensor, and the light flickered on.“It’s not that, Yuan. It doesn’t matter what anyone said or who said it.”Hearing Misha’s trembling voice, Chahyun inhaled sharply. Misha pressed his hot forehead against Chahyun’s bare shoulder, rubbing against it like hot coals. The pitiful gesture left Chahyun momentarily speechless.When he raised his hand to embrace Misha’s hunched back, an unexpected confession reached his ears.“I… I was jealous.”“What?”The unfamiliar word echoed around the entrance. Misha’s throat bobbed as he tightened his hold on Chahyun, finally voicing his feelings.“I hated your family… I hated them so much. I felt like I could die from it.”The words echoed in Chahyun’s ears, far beyond his simple assumptions. Misha’s lips quivered as he continued.“And… and I was scared. I wanted to run away. I wanted to hide.”It was a raw, heated voice he had never heard before. Misha’s honest breath fell against Chahyun’s neck.“I was terrified of seeing you with them. Seeing them would force me to recognize where you truly belong.”“Misha, that’s…”“It would make me realize that you can never be entirely mine… That’s why I didn’t want to meet them.”What he was saying wasn’t just some simple sense of dissatisfaction or inadequacy that Chahyun had picked up on. Feeling like his heart was freezing over, Chahyun tightened his arms around Misha.“Why… why would you think that?”As he held him close, swallowing the lump in his throat, Misha slowly raised his head to look at Chahyun. Under the bright, still lights of the entrance, their gazes finally met. In the orange-tinted irises, Yoon Chahyun could see his own face reflected back like a full moon.“Yuan. You might not realize it, but… you’re just like your parents.”Misha’s damp eyes slowly scanned Chahyun’s face, from his forehead down to his chin, then traced the shape of his ear in a slow circle.“For example, your earlobes—they’re from your father.”“What…”Chahyun instinctively reached up to touch his ear at the unexpected comment. Misha continued to calmly observe and describe Chahyun’s features.“Your hands and nails—they also come from your father. And the rest of your appearance… your eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and chin, those are from your mother. Your legs and feet, too, are from her.”“…”As Misha continued to trace the origins of his features, Chahyun’s lips parted slightly. Misha kept talking, undeterred.“But your personality is exactly fifty-fifty. On the outside, you’re firm, but inside, you’re soft and gentle.”“Ah…”“I knew the moment I saw them. You came from them.”Chahyun stood frozen in place, staring at Misha’s face, forgetting that they were still standing in the entrance. He hadn’t realized Misha had been observing everything so closely during that brief family dinner.“I didn’t know any of that…”“But I did. Children resemble their parents.”His heart swelled with emotion. As he looked at Misha’s now-calm expression, Chahyun thought of his sister. She had the same beautiful appearance, graceful movements, and gentle voice as their parents… but with something twisted within. Misha was right; families do share things. However…“They’re kind, gentle, strong, and soft. And when you’re with them, you seem perfect.”“…”“That’s why I was jealous… because I knew I would feel this way. That’s why I was scared to meet them.”A surge of emotion rose up inside him. Chahyun gripped Misha’s arms tightly with both hands.“What are you so afraid of?”“What if they take you away from me? What if they ask for you back?”“Misha.”“What if they demand that I return you…”At some point, as Misha spoke quietly, his expression became a little strange. It seemed half awkward and half confused, as if he wasn’t used to speaking about his vulnerabilities, like someone who never thought he could say such things in his life.As he continued to spill his emotions without much coherence, his voice gradually grew quieter.“I just… can’t win… When I think like that, my heart keeps shrinking…”“You idiot!”It was too much. Chahyun shouted without even realizing it. Seeing Misha’s confused, furrowed eyebrows, he couldn’t hold back any longer. His sweet, innocent treasure was spewing nonsense, not even realizing the bombshell he had just dropped on him.Chahyun took a step forward and grabbed Misha’s shoulders. Then, he aggressively pushed him against the opposite wall. Misha, who hit his back against the wall with a thud, looked utterly bewildered. The lingering confusion in his eyes slowly dissipated like smoke.“Why can’t you win? We’re going to—”Oh, this is the one thing he really didn’t want to say.Yoon Chahyun had a grand plan. The first time had been so impulsive and urgent that he wanted to do it right at a more perfect moment. But he couldn’t just ignore the nonsense being spewed in front of him. The words spilled from his lips involuntarily.“We’re going to get married…!”His face flushed with intense heat.For a moment, Misha’s face, which had looked as startled as a rabbit, turned a deep shade of red, as if mirroring Chahyun’s own. The pink gradually deepened into a vivid crimson, embarrassingly so. In the silence, the two men with flushed faces stared at each other.Why is it always like this, always so rushed… Can’t it be a bit more romantic? Chahyun gritted his teeth at the ever-complicated situation and held Misha’s collar, pressing him against the wall.“Misha, who do I belong to?”“Me.”“Then who do you belong to?”The second answer didn’t come out easily. His face was bright red, and his lips quivered slightly. His beautifully arched eyebrows furrowed before he finally spoke in a desperate voice.“I belong to… Yuan.”“And who is that?”“Yoon Chahyun….”His heart felt like it would burst through his ribs at the sight of Misha’s puppy-like expression. Holding back the urge to pin him down right then and there, Yoon Chahyun took a deep breath.“That’s right. I’m yours, and you’re mine. I’m not going anywhere.”Misha had no idea what kind of crazy thoughts were running through Yoon Chahyun’s head. He didn’t know that Chahyun had no intention of letting the hasty proposal he made a month ago, during that hectic moment before the final match, slip away. He didn’t realize that Chahyun was determined to completely claim him, just like picking a flower and keeping it forever.“And you, you’re not going anywhere either. Not ever.”“Forever…”“Yes. I won’t let you go, not until the day I die.”Misha blinked and looked at Chahyun. Though he had loved him for a long time, the time they had spent together as lovers was still short. Misha still didn’t fully understand what kind of love Yoon Chahyun offered or even what kind of love he himself was giving.But Yoon Chahyun knew. Misha’s anxiety and fear were all just growing pains. Just as one’s knees ache when they’re about to grow taller, this was the inevitable suffering Misha had to go through in order to grow. For Misha, who had postponed growing up until now, this natural process had only come to him well past the age of twenty.This would happen countless times in the future, as comrades, as friends, and as lovers.How many more events would occur? How many more emotions would Misha learn? How many times would he fail, be frightened, and reveal his true self to Chahyun?And Yoon Chahyun would always choose to embrace him rather than rush him.“So you, don’t let go of me so easily either.”Only then did Misha’s eyes soften. The surprise slowly faded from his gaze, and his ears turned bright red like azaleas.Now, finally, at last.“We’re going to be family. Just the two of us, creating our own family.”“I understand…”Misha nodded, his head moving clumsily before he looked back at Chahyun. His eyes were submissive and full of love. Meeting his passionate gaze, Chahyun firmly whispered, as if sealing the moment.“As long as I have you, I don’t need anything else.”“Yes, yes…”“You only need to look at me.”“I will… I will.”With his eyes reddened, Misha pressed his lips to Chahyun’s. It was a cute, loving kiss, different from the rough one from before. Chahyun furrowed his brows as he received the kiss.Could there be anyone as lovely as this? He was someone Chahyun could never love enough, someone he should cherish and protect for a lifetime. Holding the nape of Misha’s neck, Chahyun quietly whispered.“Now, kiss me properly this time.”Misha’s wavering gaze settled, burning like a flame. Misha always listened well. He lowered his bright red face towards Chahyun and tilted his head. Chahyun met his scorching gaze straight on and, this time, slowly, very slowly, gently pressed his lips to Misha’s.***Still locked in the kiss, the two of them stumbled inside. Unfamiliar with the layout of the house, Misha fumbled backward, holding onto Chahyun. The clumsy movement made Chahyun laugh through their connected lips.But once they found their way to the dark bedroom, urgency took over. The moment Misha’s back hit the wall, their kiss deepened, becoming almost suffocating.“…Ha…”As Chahyun feverishly sucked on his lips, his hand slid around Misha’s waist. The hem of Misha’s black shirt rode up, revealing the body hidden underneath. Soft, toned muscles and flawless skin shuddered lightly under Chahyun’s touch. As he ran his hand over Misha’s stomach, Chahyun whispered.“Your body is so beautiful.”After pouncing like a beast and ripping off someone else’s clothes, Misha now only licks Chahyun’s lips like candy, his face flushed. Chahyun lifted Misha’s t-shirt up to his neck and rubbed the large chest underneath.“Your chest is beautiful, your skin is smooth… You’re really cute.”“Yuan…”As Chahyun gently massaged the muscles that bulged from Misha’s palm, Misha tilted his head with flushed cheeks. Chahyun observed Misha’s expression and pressed his lips to his upper chest. The ice-cream white, well-shaped muscles turned pink wherever Chahyun kissed. As he inhaled deeply, a moist fragrance flooded in.“Did you sweat? You smell nice.”“I’ve been holding back, all day…”“I held back too.”With one hand wrapped around his firm waist, Chahyun gently bit Misha’s swelling upper chest. As his lips traced down the muscles and took in the nipple below, a faint moan flowed above his head.After weeks of separation, their touch was hot, ticklish, and painfully tender. Even the few millimeters of skin clinging together felt like an obstacle preventing the union of their souls. If only they could be closer, merging completely without skin, muscles, or bones separating them. Chahyun whispered in a husky voice.“Why are you so beautiful?”“I was born this way.”Even as he burned up, the words he spoke… Chahyun, his lips still pressed to Misha’s skin, completely pulled off his t-shirt.“You were so beautiful, I teased the director earlier.”“No, I didn’t.”“Liar. Who says they’re jealous and then does that?”“Yuan, that wasn’t teasing; I was seducing him.”The hand pulling down his pants stopped abruptly, like a puppet whose strings were cut. Shock hit him like a blow to the head, and his mouth opened in slow motion.“What…?”As he slowly raised his head, Misha, who had been the object of his touch, lowered his head to meet his gaze. Half-consumed by arousal, Misha’s gray eyes looked clearly into Chahyun’s.“If your mother truly resembles you, of course she’d be attracted to me.”“What are you…?”“To keep you from being taken away, I had to make them love me.”I had to make them like me. His soft voice flowed like caramel through his wet lips.“It seems it worked quite well, didn’t it?”You sly fox!Chahyun stared blankly at the brazen face before him. Images flashed through his mind one after another. Misha hugging and lifting Chahyun’s younger brother, smiling sweetly at his father, kissing his mother on the cheek, and at every moment, his family seemed entranced as if their energy had been drained. Meat, meat, meat, piling up on the table…Now he understood. It was a form of seduction. Knowing how attractive he was, Misha had used his charm on Chahyun’s family. And what was even more absurd was that Misha’s tricks had actually worked, as everyone who was there liked Misha.In his now-empty mind, Chahyun remembered the last thing his mother had said. That boy is trouble… A groan escaped his lips.“Oh no…”“『Oh no.』”“I’m not going to survive because of you.”“『I’m not going to survive.』”Repeating Korean words without understanding their meaning had become a recent habit. Chahyun covered his face with his hand and glared at his mischievous lover.“Stop copying me. I’ll eat you up.”“Eat me.”Misha’s eyes, red under the lower lids, fixed on the frozen Chahyun. Despite looking down at him, his gaze was like that of a puppy looking up at its master. A naughty dog wagging its tail with long fur hanging down.“Hurry. I ate lots of delicious things, so I taste good.”Something felt off. Since when did he get so shameless? Did he learn this while I wasn’t watching? Should I even let him wander around like this? Shouldn’t I put a collar on him with his name engraved?As Misha watched the stone-like Chahyun, he licked his lips. Only then did Misha, who had taken control, wrap his arms around Chahyun’s body like a snake.“Yuan, you don’t know.”“Know what…?”The sweet whisper wrapped around his ears, heating them up.“I’m doing ‘aegyo’ to you right now.”Crazy…Chahyun’s head spun. Triggered by the words, Chahyun grabbed Misha’s arm, and Misha also embraced Chahyun. Their pressed bodies rolled into the bathroom like a fired bullet. Hands moved together, frantically flipping switches and clinging to the tile wall.As the water turned on, Misha’s brown and black hair was soaked instantly. Under the steaming water, they lathered up, touching and rubbing each other’s bodies. Through the hazy air, flushed faces came into view.But before Chahyun could fully appreciate Misha’s flushed face, Misha pressed his lips against his. This time, it was a hot, squishy kiss that felt like his entire mouth and jaw were melting away. Misha didn’t move his lips to Chahyun’s neck until he had sucked on his tongue and bitten him thoroughly, leaving Chahyun unable to say anything.“Ah, ah…”Chahyun’s eyebrows furrowed from the familiar caresses. Grabbing the wet brown hair that tickled his cheeks, Chahyun couldn’t help but smile.“Mi, Misha.”“…Yes.”“Sweetheart. Say it.”Misha, who had been burying his face in Chahyun’s neck, lifted his head. His wet lips moved softly.『Sweetheart.』“Hehe.”It felt a bit perverted, but he couldn’t help it. Misha, who had no idea what word he was repeating, quietly watched Chahyun. Seeing him follow along so innocently, Chahyun wanted to push further.“Darling, say it.”『Darling.』“Heh… Hehehe.”Chahyun wrapped his arms around Misha’s neck, unable to stop laughing. Misha, who had been observing Chahyun’s face intently, added a phrase he knew the next moment.『I love you.』The laughter abruptly stopped. As time seemed to freeze, Misha confirmed Chahyun’s wide-open eyes and received the smile in return.『I love you.』His wet mouth curved into a rounded smile. Whispering affection like a broken recorder, he placed his lips on Chahyun’s collarbone. “I love you, I love you.” Chahyun grabbed Misha’s neck.“I… I love you too.”His lips slid down Chahyun’s wet chest and suddenly latched onto his areola. Then, gently pressing on Chahyun’s back, he pushed the nipple into his mouth. A faint, ticklish moan echoed through the steam-fogged bathroom air. Ah, this, it’s been too long. Just as he thought that, the hot tip of Misha’s tongue began to move, caressing the entire nipple.With a soft suction, the small bumps quickly stiffened, raising a sharp wick. Misha licked and pressed down on the hardened nipple, before suddenly baring his teeth and biting sharply. The sensation of the tiny piece of flesh being carefully chewed made Chahyun’s eyes narrow in pain.“Ugh, ah.”Through the gleaming brown strands, wet like a tree trunk in the rain, gray eyes darted to check on Chahyun’s condition. As the body in his arms began to relax, Misha wrapped one arm around Chahyun and slid his other fingers under his pelvic bone. His hand, urgently and skillfully, parted the flesh of Chahyun’s thigh.But the moment Misha’s fingers pressed inside the tight entrance, Chahyun took a sharp breath.“Ah… Ouch.”“Does it hurt?”Misha looked up, startled, with wide eyes. The hand that had just withdrawn from Chahyun’s body gently touched his waist.“A little. Maybe because it’s been too long….”Misha’s expression was puzzled by Chahyun’s response. His face, wet hair stuck to his forehead, tilted to the side.“You haven’t done it alone?”“Of course not… I don’t do that there. No matter what I put in, it wouldn’t reach like yours.”Thinking about Misha always made him stiffen in the front, so he never considered putting anything in the back. As Chahyun answered nonchalantly, Misha’s expression hardened instantly. He quickly turned off the water and grabbed Chahyun’s arm, guiding him toward the glass wall of the shower booth.As he fumbled to follow, Chahyun caught a blurred reflection of their bodies on the fogged-up glass. Meeting his own gaze, Yoon Chahyun unknowingly scanned himself. Water droplets flowed from his wet hair, drenching his entire body, and the area where he’d just been bitten was brightly flushed.Before he could twist his body out of a sense of unease resembling fear, Misha hugged him tightly from behind, making it impossible to move. Misha soon lowered his head over Chahyun’s shoulder. Being embraced from behind while looking into the glass felt strangely unsettling.“I thought about you and jerked off every day. Several times a day.”“I did the same thing….”“I even spent a whole day doing it. From morning until night, just thinking of your face, and I kept coming.”“You’ll wear yourself out.”“What does that mean?”Questioning Chahyun’s gasps, Misha reached up to brush his hair back. When the dark brown strands, which had been flowing over his forehead, were pushed back, his smooth forehead was revealed. As he backed away to adjust his posture, his face, wet from the water, appeared unusually sensual and very rough.That’s a face I’ve never seen before. I know his pure and affectionate eyes, but I didn’t realize he’d have such a face when he’s behind me. As Chahyun stood frozen like a stone, Misha lowered his unfamiliar face to kiss his nape.“I won’t hurt you.”As Chahyun leaned against the glass, Misha slowly lowered himself. He felt the hot kiss slide down his back and waist, then suddenly land on his buttocks and the tender flesh below.“Ugh, what are you doing….”“Something you like.”Just as Chahyun’s body shuddered, Misha kneeled on the floor and buried his face between Chahyun’s cheeks. There was no time to stop him.“Wait, wait….”With the shock of something melting between his cheeks, Chahyun’s short nails aimlessly scratched the glass wall. He couldn’t breathe, and he couldn’t scream.Below, the tongue slipping between the parted entrance was unmistakably Misha’s.Wet from water and saliva, Misha’s tongue was softer and smoother than his fingers as it invaded Chahyun’s insides. When the tip of his tongue, having meticulously licked the tightly closed wrinkles, finally pressed inside like a solid pillar, Chahyun threw his head back and opened his mouth. But more than any physical sensation, it was the fact that Misha had buried his face down there that pierced Chahyun’s mind the deepest.“Stop… Misha! Get out, get out….”With trembling hands, he reached down to push Misha’s head away. After being pushed several times, Misha eventually grabbed Chahyun’s hands. With nothing to support him, his head hit the glass wall with a thud.“Ah, no.”Misha firmly pressed Chahyun’s flailing legs against the glass.Even kneeling on the floor, Misha was tall, so for Chahyun to align with his tongue, he had to stand on his toes and arch his back. Every time his weakened waist sagged, Misha would push him up with his tongue. In a position that felt like he was sitting on Misha’s face, a scream finally burst out.