The internet community bulletin board was noisy with Jiho and Hanna’s different positions.

– Hanna Lee’s blatant lying act is amazing.

– Oh my gosh. I guess she put on a show alone to catch the third-generation chaebol.

– Did Hanna Lee aggressively approach J and get rejected?

– Could it be that Hanna Lee uploaded that photo too?

– She said she has someone else she loves. Hanna Lee is completely disgraced.

Jiho, who was checking the articles and comments on his cell phone, pressed a button to turn off the screen.

It will be noisy for a few more days, but it’s finally over.

Jiho leaned his head against the chair and closed his tired eyes.

Looking back on how things got to this point was astounding, but it was also refreshing to reveal everything.

Most of all, it was what Isu wanted.

Jiho sat up straight and called Isu.

[Yes. Jiho.]

A bright voice was heard.

“What were you doing?”

[I saw the articles and comments. Are you okay?]

“I feel relieved. It feels like I did something that had to be done someday.”

[Thank you.]

“For what? It’s not that you should be grateful, it’s that I should be sorry to you.”

The clock on the desk showed 7 pm.

Jiho got up from his seat and left the study.

“Have you eaten dinner?”

[No. Not yet.]

“I miss you.”

[Then come over!]

Jiho chuckled.

He wondered if there was ever a time when Isu immediately told him to come over just by saying he missed him.

“What’s with you? You’ve never been like this before.”

[Did I say that? Hmm, my bad. Why did I do that?]

Isu, who was always methodical, had occasionally been doing things that weren’t planned and expressing his affection more honestly than before.

The image of Isu avoiding Jiho and hesitating to meet for fear of getting hurt had now become a faint memory.

“You know I’ll come right away if you tell me to, right? I’m really going.”

Jiho said with a delightful laugh.

[Of course! I wasn’t joking either.]

“Wow. Our Isu has changed. I love it so much.”

Laughter was heard from the other end of the line.

[Instead, come an hour later. Until 8 o’clock. Okay?]

“Okay. I’ll endure that much and come. But if I come today, I’m sleeping over tomorrow. Is that okay?”

Jiho thought he would take advantage of Isu’s good mood to get permission to sleep over.

[Sure. That’s great!]

Jiho burst into laughter at Isu’s forthright voice.

Jiho felt sorry rather than happy that Isu’s mood had become so elated by his statement.

‘If I had known you’d be this happy, I would have done it sooner.’

“Isu. I’m sorry. Thank you for waiting for me.”

[Huh?]

Suddenly, there was a commotion in Isu’s surroundings, which had been quiet.

The sound of a door opening and closing, and a drawer opening and closing, were heard in succession.

“Isu, are you busy?”

[Yeah. I’m a bit busy right now, so come at 8. I’m hanging up.]

Isu, who was talking like a machine gun, abruptly hung up the phone.

Now all that was left was to meet Isu with an excited heart.

**

As soon as the front door opened, Isu threw himself into Jiho’s arms.

Jiho put the wine down on the floor and hugged Isu tightly.

“It’s so nice to be greeted so enthusiastically like this.”

“I missed you. Jiho.”

For some reason, Isu’s attachment to Jiho had intensified recently.

Jiho lifted Isu up like he was clinging to him.

Isu wrapped his arms and legs around Jiho’s waist and neck, hanging onto him.

“This way I can see your face too.”

Jiho and Isu’s faces were at the same height.

Isu pressed his lips tightly against Jiho’s.

Smooch.

Their deeply interlocked lips parted with a lingering sound.

“I’m losing my mind because I like it so much.”

Jiho tried to think if there was ever a time when Isu had kissed him first.

It seemed like it was always Jiho who initiated, but today Isu was unusually proactive.

Still holding Isu tightly, Jiho walked inside step by step.

“I missed you too.”

Jiho looked at Isu lovingly and overlapped their lips again.

Isu cupped Jiho’s cheeks and felt the sweetness softly pushing into his mouth.

Their lips locked in a hot kiss, mashed together, and their hot breaths intertwined.

Feeling a tingling sensation down to his toes, Isu gently pushed Jiho’s cheeks and parted their lips.

“Why. I want to do more.”

Jiho, whose face was held in Isu’s hands, spoke in a regretful voice.

“Haa…”

Isu, who was tightly wrapping his legs around Jiho’s waist, exhaled roughly.

“Put me down now.”

“I don’t want to.”

Jiho smiled mischievously and pulled Isu’s waist even closer.

“We need to wash up.”

At Isu’s words, Jiho’s eyes widened.

He didn’t know why the words about washing up sounded so erotic, but he guessed he only saw what he wanted to see.

“You mean wash up and then do it?”

“No! What are you talking about? I meant wash up and have dinner.”

Isu glared at him fiercely.

He clenched his fist and punched Jiho’s chest, then loosened the strength in his legs that were wrapped around his waist.

Isu hung onto Jiho’s neck and put his feet on the floor.

Then he grabbed Jiho’s hand and walked ahead.

“Come here. Let’s wash our hands.”

“Okay.”

Isu turned on the bathroom light and took Jiho inside with him.

“Why did you come in?”

“I want to wash your hands for you.”

“What?”

Jiho chuckled.

“I just want to do it for you.”

No matter how laid-back and confident Jiho was, it seemed like he must have had a lot of mental struggles until releasing the statement.

Isu wanted to do these little things for him because there wasn’t much else he could do.

“So you’re going to wash your grown-up boyfriend’s hands?”

“Yes! Give me your hands.”

“Alright.”

Jiho back-hugged Isu and held out his two hands in front.

Isu’s back was tightly pressed against Jiho’s chest without any gaps.

“Here. Please take good care of them.”

Isu, embraced in Jiho’s arms, filled the sink with warm water and placed the large hands in it.

He gently rubbed the white whipped cream-like soap foam on Jiho’s palms, the backs of his hands, and between his fingers.

Small hands were meticulously touching the large hands like washing a child’s hands.

“It feels really good to have you wash my hands. Should I ask you to do it every day from now on?”

“I’ll do it every day.”

Jiho looked down at Isu affectionately.

Wherever Isu’s hands passed, Jiho felt a tingling sensation all over his body.

Jiho, who obediently entrusted his hands, playfully kissed Isu’s cheeks and the nape of his neck.

“It tickles.”

Isu squirmed as kisses poured relentlessly from his cheeks to his neck and shoulders.

“Can you wash other places after washing my hands?”

“Other places? Should I wash your face?”

Isu’s eyes sparkled at Jiho’s words that it felt good to have him wash up.

“Yeah. That’s nice.”

Isu rinsed Jiho’s hands clean and had him sit on the edge of the bathtub.

Jiho sat obediently as told and looked up at Isu like a child.

“You sit here.”

Jiho tapped his thighs with his palms.

“Oh, your legs will hurt. I’ll just stand in front and do it.”

“It’s okay. I want to hold you. Come on.”

Jiho wrapped his arms around Isu’s waist, pulled him close, and sat him on his thighs.

“Tell me right away if it’s hard.”

“It’s not hard if I’m holding you.”

“Tsk… You’re incorrigible.”

Isu slightly turned his head and glared at him, but the corners of his mouth curled up.

After all, Isu didn’t want to be apart from him for a moment either.

“You put on sunscreen, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I’ll have to remove it thoroughly.”

Isu took some cleansing oil on his hands and started gently massaging it on Jiho’s face.

Jiho sat like a child and let Isu touch his face.

“I think it’s better to close your eyes. It’ll sting if it gets in your eyes.”

“I don’t want to waste even the time I have my eyes closed.”

“Then only close your eyes when I wipe your eyelids. Look at me now.”

Jiho nodded and pulled Isu’s waist.

Isu massaged Jiho’s face softly while being held at an angle in his arms.

It was the first time he had touched a face for this long.

“Our Jiho. So very handsome.”

“You only realized that now?”

Jiho chuckled.

“I’m amazed every time I see you.”

“When you touch me so carefully like this, it feels like I’m being loved.”

“I do love you. Very very much at that.”

Isu smiled while looking into Jiho’s eyes.

“I know. That’s why I’m so happy.”

Jiho, who had his eyes closed, smiled.

“Where’s next after you finish washing my face?”

Mischief stirred in Jiho’s heart as he sat still.

“Is there somewhere else to wash?”

“My body is this big, so why wouldn’t there be places to wash? There are so many from head to toe.”

Instead of answering, Isu narrowed his eyes and glared at Jiho with all his might.

Jiho laughed and lightly lifted Isu, who was sitting on his lap, and put him down outside the bathroom.

“I’ll rinse my face and come out.”

“Okay. I’ve prepared dinner, so come out quickly.”

A moment later, Jiho’s eyes widened as he entered the dining room.

It looked like a large flower had bloomed on the plate on the dining table.

“What’s this?”

“Smoked duck wrapped in radish leaves.”

Isu’s face was filled with pride as he answered confidently.

On the plate, smoked duck, red and yellow bell peppers, radish leaves, and enoki mushrooms were neatly arranged in a circular shape, rolled up in white radish leaves.

It also looked like a flower because of the colorful hues.

“When did you make this?”

“I hurriedly made it right after hanging up the phone earlier. It’s simple because you just have to slice the meat and vegetables at home and roll them up. But it turned out to be pretty tasty.”

Until now, Isu had never made food for Jiho, so he wanted to make something for him, even if it was simple.

It might not be considered cooking since he just rolled the ingredients together, but it looked quite decent.

“Wow… You know how to do this too? I’m touched.”

“Oh, come on. It’s embarrassing compared to the dishes you’ve made for me.”

“Let’s sit on the sofa and eat.”

“Okay.”

They moved the food and spoons from the dining table to the coffee table.

Jiho sat on the sofa, had Isu sit next to him, and wrapped his arm around his waist.

“We’re going to eat sitting like this?”

“Yeah. I’m afraid I’ll only eat like this every day. It’s perfect for feeding each other.”

Jiho picked up a radish wrap with chopsticks and brought it to Isu’s mouth.

“Say ah.”

“Ah.”

Isu, who turned to face Jiho, opened his mouth and ate it.

Isu also put a radish wrap into Jiho’s mouth.

Jiho chewed and raised his eyebrows.

“It’s really delicious.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Really.”

Jiho ate well, enjoying what Isu fed him.

Isu was so proud of Jiho’s words that it was really delicious that he felt full even without eating.

Isu put down the empty plate on the table and looked at the clock.

“It’s already 9 o’clock. Time goes by so fast.”

“Maybe it’s because we’re so happy.”

“You’re right. I think so.”

Isu said, leaning on Jiho’s shoulder.

“Let’s continue to be happy together.”

A soft hand warmly cupped Isu’s cheek.

“Jiho, aren’t you scared? Now that everything is revealed.”

“It’s okay. I knew it would come to this someday.”

Jiho said, brushing Isu’s hair back.

“More than anything, I’m so happy that I don’t have to have a secret relationship with you anymore.”

Jiho lightly bit Isu’s lips and laughed as he let go.

“I thought it was impossible while dating you, but now it feels like we’re really a campus couple.”

Jiho gently stroked Isu’s hair.

“I’m sorry. I should have done it sooner. I don’t know what I was so afraid of to keep it a secret.”

Isu’s heart was pounding just by imagining it.

“Isu, but I’m okay with anything if you want it.”

The arm wrapped around his waist pulled Isu close and hugged him.

“Even now, if you think it’s too hard, you don’t have to do it. I was happy and content before too.”

Listening to the voice that made his heart tremble, Isu kissed Jiho’s lips.