DASH

"Is he a psychic?"
Ji Hong unwittingly pushed Jae Kyung away from surprise.

-How are you doing... Do you feel all this?
- Well, usually not so hot.
He said as if it were something self-evident.

"Actually, the hyung's body temperature is lower than mine. And the skin is always colder to the touch.
"Oh, that's it.
Ji Hong only now realized. In athletes, due # Nоvеlight # to their active metabolism, the average body temperature is often slightly higher than in ordinary people. Jae Kyung was no exception - whenever measured, he always had around 37 degrees. Therefore, to Ji Hong, Jae Kyung's body always seemed hot, while to Jae Kyung, on the contrary, Ji Hong seemed cold. So it is not surprising that he immediately noticed such a change in temperature.

-No... There is no fever.
Ji Hong ran his hand through his hair. When he regained his composure, he tried to get out, but before he could grab the doorknob, Jae Kyung pulled him towards him again.
"So you're excited?"

After saying that, Jae Kyung put his arms around Ji Hun's cheeks again and kissed him. Apparently, having calmed down that everything was fine with his health, he sucked his tongue and bit his lips even more furiously. At one point, one hand grabbed Ji Hong's buttocks.
"Jae..
Confused, Ji Hong tried to break free, but Jae Kyung wouldn't let go. On the contrary, he held Ji Heon tighter to him and asked quietly, almost in a whisper, between kisses.

- Is the stimulation of the pheromone glands excitation? Then should I stop before woo hyun gets up? Or...
Jae Kyung's finger slowly slid between his buttocks.
"Before hyung gets wet?"

With these words, his hand frankly touched the intimate place.
- !..
Ji Hong almost screamed at the touch, clearly felt even through his clothes. As he bit his lips, arching his lower back, Jae Kyung's fingers rubbed the spot more and more shamelessly.

- Mm, ha-a...
At last a groan escaped between his teeth. Ji Hong could barely stand on his feet.
"S-stop it... Jae Kyung-ah, stop it, please.
Ji Hong pleaded, holding back his voice with all his might. The hands that tried to push Jae Kyung by the shoulders were already wrapped around his neck. Ji Hong, almost hanging on Jae Kyung, buried his face in his chest, breathing heavily. The moment he gathered the strength to push him away again, thinking that things were taking a serious turn...

"We must stop.
Suddenly removing his hand, Jae Kyung sat the still unconscious Ji Heon on the toilet. Then, leaning into his ear, he whispered softly, as if sharing a secret:
- Hyung's underwear is already wet.

Ji Hong's face instantly turned red. I wanted to jump up and run away, but my legs would not obey.
- ...
Looking at Ji Hun, who was breathing heavily, Jae Kyung smiled. He pulled down his pants, took out his excited, and began to masturbate right in front of Ji Hun.

-Hey you...
Ji Hong swallowed the words that rose to his throat and covered his eyes with his hand, pretending to hold on to his forehead. As he lowered his head, Jae Kyung said without stopping his movements.
- Raise your head and look straight ahead.

Then, he bent down again and whispered so that only Ji Hong could hear.
"Or do you just by looking at mine?" Do you already want to from this? Then you don't have to watch it.
Jae Kyung straightened up with a smile.

Ji Hong raised his head incredulously to look at him, but involuntarily admired the imposing dark red organ swaying right in front of his eyes. Although he had seen it hundreds of times before and could have drawn it with his eyes closed, it seemed somehow new now. So huge, even a little frightening, but beautiful, so seductively trembling... In general, a dick so characteristic of Kwon Jae Kyung that you can recognize even if you catch a glimpse. And here it is, shiny with lubricant, rocking right in front of your nose - it's impossible not to look, even if you try. So close that you can see how the veins pulsate with every movement of Jae Kyung's hand.
When Ji Hong, looking at him fascinated, was about to reach out with his hand, he suddenly heard footsteps outside, and he pulled his hand away in fright. While Ji Hong listened with bated breath to the sounds outside, Jae Kyung, squeezing his, came even closer. Intuitively understanding what he was about to do, Ji Hong quickly covered his mouth with his hand and shook his head. Seeing such a resolute refusal, Jae Kyung, although he looked disappointed, didn't insist. Instead, as if on purpose, he continued to masturbate, making wet friction sounds, and Ji Hong, fearing that they might be heard outside, either coughed or lowered the water, creating all kinds of noise. Fortunately, the sounds outside soon subsided, and after a while, Jae Kyung came.
- Don't like it when you put it in your mouth? After saying that, Jae Kyung grabbed Ji Hong's hand and poured into his palm. Then he wiped his hand with a napkin and, putting himself in order, said:

-Please wait. I'll bring your coat.
When Jae Kyung came out of the toilet, Ji Hong finally took a deep breath. Placing the back of his hand on his flaming cheeks, he lowered his head with an exhausted expression.
"God... When will my hormones start working? When will this sexual attraction disappear?"

While he was tearing his hair out, thinking that he would go crazy with dissatisfaction before Kwon Jae Kyung returned. He picked up Ji Hong, put his coat on himself, buttoned him up, and said,
- Well, am I good?
- …

Ji Hong vowed to himself never to tell Kwon Jae-kyung that he was great.
"Apparently, my lazy hormones decided to affect only appetite, not libido."
Ji Hong came to this conclusion a week after Jae Kyung's return. After suffering from Jae Kyung's "youthfulness" at the airport, Ji Hong returned home and fell asleep like a dead man.

The next day at McDonald's, I ate three combos and eight nuggets for lunch. In the evening, trying a little bit of chicken and cranberry salad and Jae Kyung's steak salad, I ended up eating more than half. In the morning, under the pretext of soothing nausea on an empty stomach, I ate cheese snacks, yogurt, cereals, chicken sausages and ramyeon.
The next day, he persuaded Jae Kyung to go to a family restaurant in broad daylight instead of McDonald's, where the two of them ate a 1030-gram steak with a bone, licking all the sauce. In the evening, I ate Jae Kyung's salad again, but not getting enough, I ordered pork knuckle and possam (boiled pork belly) separately. After a few days of eating more than 3000 calories a day, Jae Kyung finally said:
"Hyung, may I ask something?"

It was during the usual dinner together.
-M?
Ji Hong responded by topping his beef double steak salad with extra bacon crumble. Watching him pour fruit sauce over the salad, stir and eat cherry tomatoes in between, Jae Kyung said in a strangely excited voice.

"I don't want to bother you, it's just really interesting to ask something.
Jae Kyung's face was unusually flushed, which made Ji Hun's heart sink into his heels.
"Is it possible... Guessed? Although, looking at the way I eat, it's hard not to suspect. In addition, this guy has some kind of supernatural flair." - he just thought, as this "psychic" asked:

- Hyun, have you been doing sports lately?
- ... A what?
- Well, I just noticed that you have been leaning heavily on protein lately. I thought, maybe they started training? - asked the "psychic", not hiding his excitement.

-And...
Ji Hong muttered in confusion.
Yes, he had indeed eaten a lot of meat lately. He was a meat lover before, so he did not even realize the signs of toxicosis - he just ate what he wanted, trying not to feel hungry. But from the outside, apparently, it seemed as if he was purposefully leaning on protein.

"No, wow. I do sports, of course."
While Ji Hong was smiling, feeling both relieved and annoyed, Jae Kyung, pouring sauce over his salad, remarked.
- And also, maybe it seems to me, but your chest seems to have become a little pumped.

Now Ji Hong was truly surprised. Just recently, his chest had become hard and tense, as if his muscles were throbbing. His nipples were also swollen, and he, fearing that Jae Kyung would notice, even at home wore a T-shirt, a T-shirt and a sweatshirt with a zipper, and under the pretext of pheromone glands, he did not allow him to touch his breasts. And still he noticed.
"Is he really psychic? No, but how can you notice everything and come to such a conclusion?"
As Ji Hong pondered this with mixed feelings, Jae Kyung, munching on dried cranberries, narrowed his eyes.

- You really do sports, don't you?
"No, I don't do sports, I'm pregnant. I wonder what kind of expression Jae Kyung will have if you say that?"
Ji Hong smiled, propping his cheek on the back of his hand. Lately, one of his small pleasures had been imagining how Jae Kyung would react, the expression that would appear on his face when he found out about the pregnancy.

"I wish 12 weeks would pass and a stable period would begin. Jae Kyung will probably be very happy when he finds out. If you ask him to come up with a name for the future child, he will first say, "Is it necessary?", but then he will bring a whole list of all kinds of names.
Restraining the urge to tell everything right now, Ji Hong replied:
- Yes, but I have only recently begun. About a week ago. Lately, I've been leaving work early.

Ji Hong lied casually as he continued to stir the salad.
- There is a large gym in our company building. After work, I study for thirty or forty minutes. While I was sitting at home, I lost too much weight. And is it already noticeable? Ji Hong was deliberately exaggeratedly surprised.
- People like you, hyung, probably show the result right away.

Jae Kyung happily noted that a slight increase in muscle mass was already visible. His blind belief that any increase in the volume of the hyung's body was necessarily muscle, not fat, was both funny and cute. Ji Hong just nodded, "yes, I'll try," when suddenly...
- Hyung, maybe we can work out together during the New Year holidays? Although the pool in the gym will not be opened, the gym on the third floor will work.
Encouraged by the fact that Hyun was playing sports, Jae Kyung spoke with obvious excitement.

-And? No, I planned to rest only for the holidays.
Ji Hong replied in confusion, but Jae Kyung didn't seem to hear.
- Since you have been practicing for a week, maybe we can try bench pressing? I think you can already. I'll keep an eye on the technique.

He spoke enthusiastically, and if he didn't come up with a suitable excuse urgently, the holidays threatened to turn into a forced trip to Gwangcheon.
But, fortunately, such a trouble did not happen. Instead, on the very first day of the holidays, a disaster broke out... or an incident... or an event - the very same program, "Side by Side with the Enemy", which Ji Hong deliberately erased from his memory immediately after filming, was aired.