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Vol. 2 Chapter 13:

Translated by Naralara

Edited by Naralara

“Haa.”

The moment he laid down on the bed, it felt like his body was being sucked under him. It was insufficient to say that it was a tiring day. He had to dry his hair before going to bed, but he didn’t have the energy to do so.

In the recording studio, Choi Inseop had to lay down on two chairs and listen to Lee Wooyeon’s recording. When he returned to the office to return the car after recording, he was literally surrounded by a crowd of reporters. With the help of other office staff, he managed to get into the building. There, he ran into CEO Kim, who was filled with resentment.

‘Why are the wheels in this shape, what the hell are all these scratches, how the hell did he drive the car to make it look like this!’ CEO Kim went round and round around the car, nagging. Inseop was so intimidated that he apologized.

“How could Inseop do this to me!”

CEO Kim shouted as he hugged the Ferrari bonnet. Even with ten mouths, there was nothing he could say. Inseop recalled the amount of money he had accumulated in his bank account. The moment he made up his mind to sincerely apologize to CEO Kim while offering that, Lee Wooyeon, who had been away for a while, appeared.

‘I drove the car well.’

CEO Kim’s expression hardened at Lee Wooyeon’s words. Inseop lowered his shoulders even more than before and lowered his head.

‘Did Lee Wooyeon drive it?’

‘…I’m sorry.’

Inseop nodded to the question in a crawling voice. CEO Kim looked at Lee Wooyeon and stammered while saying ‘you, you.’

‘Are you glad?’

‘What?’

‘Both doors are intact.’

It was a voice like a high-quality chocolate which, if you put it in your mouth and close your eyes, you can hear the trumpet sound of the heavens. Lee Wooyeon narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, “I’ll be going,” and grabbed Inseop’s arm. At that moment, Inseop could read the childish cry in CEO Kim’s eyes without a doubt.

‘… How could Inseop do this to me…?’

While being dragged away by Lee Wooyeon, Inseop apologized with his mouth open. As he was about to get to the van, Lee Wooyeon took out a car key with the letter M from his pocket and held it. ‘Let’s ride this.’ Without giving Inseop a chance to answer, Lee Wooyeon walked to CEO Kim’s second favorite car, Maybach. He said he had something to do, and it seemed that he had brought the car keys from CEO Kim’s office. CEO Kim ran towards them crying, but Lee Wooyeon started the engine without hesitation and got out of the parking lot. Of course, accompanied by Choi Inseop.

When asked why he did that, Lee Wooyeon pointed to the script. It was a shame that CEO Kim had Inseop hand over the script. Inseop didn’t say anything. When they arrived at Lee Wooyeon’s house, they were once again surrounded by a cloud of reporters. Fortunately, they couldn’t follow them all the way into the parking lot, so they managed to escape.

‘Tomorrow will be worse. What are you going to do?’

Lee Wooyeon, who got out of the car, laughed. He was referring to withdrawing the statement even now. Inseop shook his head.

It was past 12 o’clock when he picked him up and returned home. As soon as he arrived, he took care of the cat food, took a shower, and laid down. It was 1:00. There were many times when he had a tight schedule that was incomparably tighter than this, but today it felt much more difficult with the addition of mental fatigue.

“…I will die.”

Tomorrow was the day of the production presentation. He had to move early in the morning.

Inseop gripped the side of the bed to find his phone. He was about to set an alarm, but the phone rang.

It was Lee Wooyeon.

“Yes: Hello.”

Inseop got up from his seat and answered the phone.

<Were you asleep?>

“No.”

<No, your voice is already sleepy.>

Lee Wooyeon’s voice was languid, probably lying on the bed.

“I’m going to sleep now.”

<What are you doing, now go to sleep. You reached a while ago.>

“It’s because I was just doing this and that.”

<Feeding the cat?>

Inseop replied, “Yes,” as he laid down on the bed.

<Why do you only take care of them? I’m hungry too.>

Inseop jumped up again.

“If you want something to eat, should I buy it for you?”

<There are things I want to eat, but I can’t, so it’s a problem.>

“…”

There was a high probability that it seemed to point at him.

Today too, Lee Wooyeon tried to hold onto Inseop to let him sleep at his place. The point of the argument was that it would be difficult to pick him up early tomorrow morning, so why bother going back? In terms of facts, Lee Wooyeon’s opinion was right a hundred times. However, if he looked at the underlying intentions, it was an offer he should never accept.

<Would you let me eat whatever I want to eat?>

“…If you eat something late at night, you won’t be able to digest it.”

Inseop refused as politely as possible. On the other side of the phone, Lee Wooyeon’s laughter was heard. Inseop fixed his cell phone. When he closed his eyes and listened to Lee Wooyeon’s voice like this, he felt a little tired.

<I miss you.>

“…!”

The sudden confession made his heart race. Fearing that he might hear his heart pounding, Inseop wrapped himself in a blanket.

<I miss you.>

“…Me too.”

Inseop answered in the lowest possible voice so that no one could hear. His feet felt itchy when they came out of the blanket.

<Then why did you go? We’re both troubled.>

It was a light scolding.

“That’s…”

Of course, if he slept at Lee Wooyeon’s house and prepared himself, he could have slept two more hours. It was worth saying that it was killing two birds with one stone because he could see his lover as much as he? wanted to see. However, the quality of sleep will not be what he expects.

Lee Wooyeon thought of Inseop and only had sex once a week. But that didn’t mean he could spend the rest of the night quietly. He didn’t just insert it, but he did everything that could be done. Of course, there were rare nights when nothing was done.

But on days like that, Lee Wooyeon hugged Inseop and wouldn’t let go. He bit his ear lobe or neck, or kneaded his lower part all night. The next day, he was rubbed to the point that it was difficult to sit properly.

“That, so…”

<Are you uncomfortable sleeping with me?>

“No. I don’t want to interfere with the schedule tomorrow, so I’m sleeping here. I don’t want to be late.”

<That’s inconvenient.>

Lee Woo-eon briefly summarized Choi Inseop’s long excuse. Inseop tried hard to find a replacement word, but the time to answer was already far gone.

<What should I do if it’s inconvenient?>

He said that as if he was genuinely worried.

“It’s not that it’s uncomfortable. I have a habit of sleeping alone all the time.”

<Ha ha ha ha.>

Lee Wooyeon burst into laughter. The sudden burst of laughter ceased without warning, like a midsummer shower.

<Don’t try to have such habits.>

Inseop unknowingly crouched under the sheet.

He was definitely on the phone with his lover, and this person really likes him, but why did he feel so cold.

<But I have to get used to it from now on. You too, Inseop.>

“I will try.”

<What can I do for our manager who is trying to fall asleep next to me? Would it be okay if I sang you a lullaby? >

“No. It’s okay.”

<Can I read you a book?

He should have refused right away, but Inseop hesitated for a moment.

<What book?>

“Oh, no. You’re tired, but it’s okay.”

Inseop refused, but he heard a sign of something happening over the phone.

<What would be good?>

It seemed like he was standing in front of the bookshelf.

“Have you ever read <Journey to Mujin>?”

Suddenly, memories of a hot summer day came to mind.

<No. Is it fun?>

“Yes. I enjoyed reading it.”

<Come to think of it, I think I saw that book on Mr. Inseop’s bookshelf. Lend it to me later.>

It was the same as before, but the weight of the promise was distinctly different. Strangely, he was out of breath. Inseop lifted his head from the pillow and took a deep breath. The cool early summer night air streamed in through the open window.

<How was the book you read today?

“It was good.”

He liked it enough to order the original novel even with his mind and body in tatters.

<Hmm, isn’t it not fun to read what you read again?>

“No. It’s good. I really liked it. Of all the audio books you’ve recorded so far, I like this one the best.”

Lee Wooyeon smiled slightly, as if he liked Inseop’s reaction.

<I don’t know if Inseop sometimes likes me or actor Lee Wooyeon.>

“Of course... “

<Please like me more.>

Inseop answered yes in a small voice. Lee Wooyeon must have sat back on the bed and he heard the sound of pages turning.

<Close your eyes.>

Inseop obediently did as he was told. Lee Wooyeon started reading the book. It is a quiet voice without wavering. Like the deep, deep sea.

As he laid down and listened to his voice, his emotions rushed in like water.

He really likes him. This person

He realized it over and over again. As the surface of the water glittering in the sunlight receded farther and farther away, Inseop’s consciousness sank below him.

“…”

When he opened his eyes, an uneasiness that something was wrong came over him. As usual, Inseop fumbled by his bedside to find his phone. Even after checking the screen, he stared blankly at it for a long time. As if he was missing something important

“Ugh!”

.

Inseop kicked the blanket and stood up. He checked his watch again. It was past 11 o’clock.

“Crazy, crazy…Hair and clothes.. No, who drove him…”

Today was the day of the press conference for the production announcement of the movie Lee Wooyeon finished filming a while ago. It was an important place to promote by calling reporters after the release-in date was set.

“Why didn’t the alarm go off? Ugh, what should I do?”

Yesterday, while talking on the phone with Lee Wooyeon, he seemed to have fallen asleep. He was in a panic. He couldn’t figure out where to start and what to do.

“Contact, contact…”

Inseop checked his phone again. Fortunately or unfortunately, there was a text message from Lee Wooyeon.

[I didn’t wake you up because you seemed tired. Come out slowly!]

Below that, the location of the production presentation report meeting was written.

“OMG…”

Inseop ran to the bathroom. He quickly took a shower and got out. He picked up the clothes he found and took his cell phone and wallet.

“Oh, and, and…”

Inseop called Lee Wooyeon.

<Are you awake?>

It was a voice full of laughter.

“I’m sorry. I’m leaving right now.”

<Please come slowly. I have nothing to do now.>

“You must have had a hard time moving today, I’m sorry.”

<No. I came comfortably because the CEO drove. Oh, the CEO just left.>

“…”

Inseop, who was putting on his shoes, held his breath. When he thought of CEO Kim, who must have been called early in the morning, he felt guilty and did not know what to do. Lee Wooyeon laughed and hung up the phone saying that he had to go in now. He put on his shoes and left the house.

It was a blindingly refreshing day.

“…I’m sorry.”

Inseop muttered an apology, to a pale faced person he didn’t know.