Crazy A Married Life

#21

Idam was curious about what Taemin was thinking. If he had some idea, he could prepare himself for whatever might happen, whether it was intimacy or something else. Hoping to glean some insight, he studied Taemin’s face closely. Taemin’s features were as radiant as a flower in full bloom. The dazzling light seemed to engulf Idam’s eyes. Feeling his heart flutter strangely, Idam averted his gaze.

“Would you like some strawberry cake for dessert?” Taemin asked.

“Pardon? Cake?”

“Yes. I bought some on the way because I was craving it.”

Surprisingly, it seemed Taemin liked strawberry cake. Idam recalled Taemin bringing a box of strawberry cake to the detective agency office before. That cake had been delicious. Imagining the sweet cream and tangy strawberries made Idam’s mouth water.

He didn’t feel in a position to refuse, and thought Taemin might give him more concrete details about their married life, so he nodded.

They decided to have dessert in the living room. 

Idam sat on the sofa, and Taemin followed, sitting next to him. Idam’s eyes darted around, having expected Taemin to sit across from him. Moreover, Taemin’s hand suddenly reached out and grasped Idam’s right hand. Idam felt as if he was being dominated.

“Ah…”

A moan escaped Idam’s lips involuntarily. He almost asked why Taemin was doing this, but remembered Taemin’s earlier statement about needing to get used to skinship and always holding hands, so he swallowed his words.

“It’s awkward, isn’t it? I feel the same way,” Taemin said.

Taemin’s thumb gently caressed the back of Idam’s hand and between his fingers. The touched areas felt hot, as if all his body heat had rushed there. Despite claiming it was awkward, Taemin seemed quite adept at touching. Noticing the disconnect between Taemin’s words and actions, Idam puffed out his cheeks. Since it wasn’t intense physical contact, his pheromones didn’t suddenly manifest. Still, he remained tense, thinking it was better to be cautious.

A female employee entered the living room carrying a tray with cake and drinks. She began setting the items on the table. Idam, accustomed to doing menial tasks, instinctively felt he should help. As he was about to assist with his free hand, Taemin spoke.

“Idam, stay still.”

“Huh?”

Taemin’s voice was quite stern. Idam tensed, feeling as if he had made a big mistake.

“Would you do this in front of my father later?”

“Ah…”

Even though it was a pretense, Idam was currently Taemin’s wife. He shouldn’t act like an employee. Realizing his mistake, he withdrew his hand from the table. By then, two slices of strawberry cake, along with white milk and an Americano, were placed on the table. Of course, the milk was for Idam.

“Well then, eat up,” Taemin said.

Taemin gently released Idam’s hand. Fortunately, the uncomfortable skinship seemed to be on hold in front of the cake. Feeling liberated, Idam began eating the cake with his fork. It tasted slightly different from the cake Taemin had brought last time, perhaps from a different brand, but it was delicious.

The rich, smooth cream and the tartness of the syrup-soaked strawberries made him feel as if all happiness was contained in his stomach. He felt he could gladly eat this for the rest of his life if someone ordered him to.

When Idam had eaten about half of his cake, he finally became aware of Taemin. He hadn’t touched his cake at all and was only drinking his Americano. This continued even as Idam finished his slice.

Hadn’t Taemin said he bought the strawberry cake because he wanted to eat it? Idam was puzzled. Moreover, the amount of cake seemed less than he expected, and as Idam wanted another piece, he found himself increasingly tempted by the vivid cake before him. But feeling it would be too shameless, he just swallowed his saliva.

“Is the cake delicious?” Taemin asked with a smile in his eyes.

Idam nodded. Sensing that Taemin might be expecting a more detailed review, he spoke up.

“It’s incredibly soft and sweet. Really delicious. You should try it too, CEO.”

Idam suggested this thinking Taemin might be hesitating because the taste hadn’t been verified. However, Taemin instead gently pushed the plate with the cake towards Idam.

“Would you like to eat this one too?”

“What? Why?”

“After drinking the coffee, I feel full and can’t eat anymore.”

True to his words, the cup of Americano was empty. While it made sense that he might be full after a large dinner and coffee, Idam was surprised that Taemin would pass up something so sweet, refreshing, and delicious. It was something Idam could never do.

“Are you sure it’s okay? This is really delicious.”

Idam’s words carried an undertone suggesting Taemin might regret not eating it. Taemin looked at Idam and chuckled.

“Yes, it’s fine. There’s more in the fridge, so I’ll eat some tomorrow.”

“I see…”

Idam couldn’t understand Taemin’s capriciousness, offering to eat first and then refusing, but he didn’t show it and picked up his fork. He was happy to eat another piece anyway.

Idam began to devour the strawberry cake again. Feeling the happiness and sweetness he had experienced earlier, he felt joy returning to him. His cheeks turned rosy red with delight.

Taemin gazed at Idam as if entranced. His gaze was especially lascivious towards Idam’s pale neck, as if he might pounce on it at any moment. However, Idam, focused on the cake, didn’t notice Taemin’s lewd stare at all.

As Idam was stuffing his cheeks full of cake, the sound of the front door opening and bustling movement was heard. Startled, Idam stopped eating and looked towards the source of the noise.

“I’ve brought it, CEO,” Secretary Kang said, entering with a black box.

“Put it here,” Taemin said, pointing to the end of the table with his index finger.

Secretary Kang, like a faithful dog, placed the box where indicated. Idam’s already large eyes widened further, wondering what was in the box.

“Then I’ll take my leave,” Secretary Kang said, bowing politely to Taemin before exiting.

Taemin stood up from the sofa and opened the box, examining its contents. Idam also slightly raised himself, curious about what it was.

“These are the items I picked up from your house earlier. I left them in the car, so I asked Secretary Kang to bring them in,” Taemin explained.

“Ah… I see.”

Idam had meant to ask about this earlier but hadn’t, so he was relieved that Taemin had brought them.

“I’ve brought all the items you listed. The rooftop room has been cleaned up properly, so don’t worry.”

“I see…”

Thinking again about Taemin going through his humble room to find the requested items made Idam’s cheeks burn with embarrassment.

“Check if I brought anything by mistake,” Taemin suggested.

“Ah… Yes, I will.”

Since most of the items were documents, there could be mistakes even if they were carefully collected. Idam put down the fork he was holding and began to examine the box. There was a yellow envelope containing important documents, bankbooks, and seals. Just in case, Idam opened the yellow envelope and looked at the documents. Everything was there. It didn’t seem like the envelope had been opened or the documents rifled through.

The framed photo of his mother was also intact. Idam looked at his mother’s wrinkled face in the photo, but feeling like he might cry, he quickly pushed it back into the box.

“How is it? Everything okay?” Taemin asked, looking anxious as if worried he might have made a mistake.

Idam nodded after checking once more just to be sure.

“Yes, you’ve brought everything correctly.”

Although he felt as if his private life had been exposed, Idam tried his best not to show it. On the other hand, he felt relieved to have these important possessions in his hands.

“That’s good,” Taemin said, smiling as he sat on the sofa.

Idam also wanted to quickly take his belongings to his bedroom. He decided to finish the cake and then leave. Idam started eating the strawberry cake quickly again next to Taemin, and soon finished it cleanly.

Just as he was about to stand up, Taemin’s long fingers suddenly reached out and brushed the tip of Idam’s nose. Startled, Idam almost released his pheromones but managed to hold them back with quick thinking. He tensed up, wondering why Taemin was suddenly being so intimate. Taemin’s lips curved into a smile.

“You had some cream on your nose.”

“Ah…”

First the galbi sauce, and now cream on his face. Feeling clumsy, Idam was embarrassed and his face turned red. It was even more awkward thinking that he must have looked like this in front of Secretary Kang earlier. He thought he should be more careful now that he was an adult. Idam quickly pulled out a tissue from the box on the table. It was to wipe the cream off Taemin’s hand.

But then.

Taemin put that finger in his mouth and sucked it with a ‘pop’.

“It really is delicious.”

“Oh!”

Idam felt the same way as when Taemin had licked the sauce from the corner of his mouth earlier. Moreover, Taemin’s curved eyes held a mix of elegant grace and perverse lewdness.

Indeed, there’s something strange about this person…

Feeling uncomfortable with the growing peculiarity, Idam stood up, feeling burdened by dealing with Taemin.

Immediately, Taemin followed behind Idam like a predator stalking its prey. He then grasped both of Idam’s shoulders. And without a second of hesitation, he sucked on Idam’s nape.