Let Us Discuss My Glorious Hell

Yujae gently held his slender wrist.

Startled by the sudden touch, Doyun flinched his shoulders. Not knowing how to react, he just blinked his eyes.

Yujae, who had been quietly staring at him, slowly leaned in. At the noticeably closer distance, Doyun took a sharp breath.

“I’m curious, what kind of aroma would make Seo Doyun say such things?”

As if finding Doyun’s reaction amusing, Yujae smiled, gently folding his eyes.

Although he would raise the corners of his mouth, his eyes rarely smiled. At the rare eye-smile, Doyun looked at him in a daze.

“If it’s alright with you, may I ask for a cup of tea?”

As I was feeling thirsty just now. He said this while tapping the wrist he was holding lightly with his index finger.

A strange light appeared in his eyes, which had been lifeless throughout. It looked somewhat dangerous, but even that was welcome to Doyun.

Instead of answering, Doyun nodded.

Because he didn’t know what words might come out if he opened his mouth now. And also because he didn’t want to ruin the subtly flowing atmosphere.

***

The two walked down the hallway with their lips pressed shut. Unlike Yujae, who had a languid smile, Doyun’s face showed clear signs of tension as he fiddled with the hotel key.

When they rode the elevator alone, the nape of his neck felt blazingly hot. The corridor lighting, which he had normally found dim, instead created a sensual atmosphere.

Doyun, moving awkwardly, led Yujae to his room. His shoulders kept flinching at the following footsteps.

As if enjoying his reactions, Yujae deliberately walked with loud footsteps. As a result, Doyun acted stupidly, like moving his left hand and left foot simultaneously.

“It’s here. …Room 1304.”

Doyun, with his head deeply bowed, stopped in front of the door located at the end of the corridor. When he placed the hotel key he had been needlessly fiddling with against the door lock, it opened with a beep.

After hesitating for a moment, Doyun glanced at Yujae with the corner of his eye and pulled the door handle.

While slowly opening the door, he suddenly remembered the mess inside the room.

“W-wait a moment!”

Flustered, Doyun stamped his feet anxiously, then hurried into the room alone and slammed the door shut.

“…Huh.”

Being unexpectedly shut out like this. Yujae let out a hollow laugh seeing the tightly closed door.

The only person who would treat him like this, now as before, was Seo Doyun.

“Excuse me, Seo Doyun?”

“Just a moment, Director! Really just a moment!”

He couldn’t bring himself to say that the room was a mess. After those words, Doyun busily cleaned the room.

Only after clearing away the medicine packets on the bedside table did Doyun return to the door. After scanning the room for a final check and clearing his throat, he grabbed the doorknob.

“You can come in now.”

Click, the doorknob turned. As he slightly opened the door, he saw Yujae standing with his head tilted slightly.

“I’ve never experienced being shut out like this in my life.”

“…Ha ha, ha.”

At those words, Doyun let out an awkward laugh. Even to himself, it seemed quite strange. Who would dare treat the only son of the Haedam Group in such a way?

“You’re laughing so emptily.”

Yujae let out a hollow laugh, asking why he was embarrassed now when he had boldly slammed the door earlier. Doyun, feeling awkward, just rolled his eyes and opened the door.

Since it was embarrassing for both, he gave a look suggesting they stop the chiding and just come in. In response, Yujae entered the room with a slight smile.

The way he looked around here and there as he slowly moved reminded Doyun of the day ten years ago when he first invited him to his home.

Doyun, who had been shy, stood next to him, shuffling his feet.

“The room is a bit, small, isn’t it?”

“It’s a single room suitable for one person to stay in. It’s a standard size.”

“Of course, Haedam Hotel would be a bit larger.” Yujae answered with a gentle smile.

Perhaps due to the soft lighting, his features appeared even deeper. Along with that, the atmosphere he exuded was more sensual.

Doyun looked up at him as if enchanted by his languid eyes. Just being alone with Han Yujae made him feel gradually warmer.

“So, when are you planning to give me the tea?”

Yujae leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. Doyun, who had been staring at him blankly, belatedly came to his senses.

“…Pardon?”

“Shouldn’t you boil water first? If you’re going to give me tea.”

“Ah… Yes, that’s right.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you.”

Yujae gestured toward the coffee pot on the shelf, indicating he should hurry up.

It had been an excuse made up on the spot, but seeing his composure, Doyun wondered if he really had just come for tea.

With his lips pressed shut, Doyun nodded and moved his feet. Then he trudged weakly to the suitcase and, after looking around cautiously, began taking out clothes one by one.

Yujae silently watched Doyun dawdling with his arms crossed.

The lingering touch showed no intention of finding black tea. Clearly, he had brought him here with other intentions, but was too shy to speak up.

It was quite amusing how he kept glancing at him from the corner of his eye. And those increasingly round eyes too.

When Yujae gestured for him to hurry up and look, he would pout his lips. Looking at him hesitating for a long time, the corners of Yujae’s mouth kept twitching.

In the end, Yujae couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter, ahem.

“Umm, it was definitely here…”

Startled by the sudden laughter, Doyun quickly raised his head. His round eyes looked as cute as a kitten’s.

“Ah, yes. Keep look- ahem, keep looking. I’m not going anywhere.”

“…You’re making fun of me now, aren’t you?”

“Not at all. I’m just a bit concerned that at this rate, we’ll only be able to drink tea at dawn.”

Yujae shook his head, saying he had no intention of mocking him. Though he said that, he still couldn’t erase the smile on his face.

Doyun pouted his lips in dissatisfaction. Yet, he found it amusing that he couldn’t bring himself to get to the main point.

Seeing that he no longer seemed interested in finding the teabags, Yujae straightened his posture.

“It seems like it will take much longer, could I use the bathroom?”

At the mention of the bathroom, Doyun perked up his ears and nodded with a tense face.

“Alright, I’ll take a shower first, so find it by then.”

With those words, Yujae removed the watch from his wrist.

At the click sound, Doyun stiffened his body. Perhaps pleased by his reaction of being conscious of every movement, Yujae raised the corners of his mouth and took off his jacket.

Swish, the sound of fabric added to the tension. Pretending to be distracted, Doyun deeply bowed his head as if trying to get into the suitcase.

Meanwhile, Yujae, who had taken a shower robe from the closet, approached Doyun. Doyun’s eyes trembled slightly at the increasingly closer footsteps.

Contrary to his intense nervousness, Yujae went straight into the bathroom. Doyun felt a rush of embarrassment for seeming overly conscious.

Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom. Only then did Doyun exhale the breath he had been holding and raise his head.

Now he noticed that the bathroom door was slightly open. Whether it was a simple mistake or deliberately done to let him hear the shower sound was unknown.

Doyun, staring at the door gap with a tense face, swallowed dryly. Then, imagining the man’s naked body, he tightly closed his eyes, only to find the silhouette in his mind becoming even clearer.

Trying to shake off these thoughts, Doyun vigorously shook his head, then immediately pulled out the tea as soon as he put his hand among the clothes.

Actually, he had found it early on but had been pretending not to see it because it was difficult to bring it up. The box might have been visible through the slightly lifted shirt, but whether Yujae had seen it was uncertain.

“Whew…”

Placing the box on the table, Doyun let out a deep sigh.

He sat at the window table to relax, but the sound of water from the bathroom was louder than the fierce rain sound. As he spent a while calming his heart, the water sound subsided.

Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Yujae emerged in a robe.

Having his hair up all this time made him look mature, but now with his wet bangs covering his forehead, he had a stronger youthful impression.

At the same time, his moisture-laden appearance was extremely sensual. Doyun, not knowing where to place his eyes, subtly lowered his gaze.

But what met his eyes was a body even more attractive than the wet face. The slender figure wasn’t concealed even wrapped in a fairly thick robe.

Even the neatly tied knot was ascetic. The skin occasionally visible through the robe stimulated strange imagination.