CBB Chapter 1.5

All night, Woorak dreamt he was driving a car without a steering wheel, riding an elevator with doors that wouldn’t open, and was trapped in a bathroom without a toilet. He felt a brief moment of relief realizing it was a dream, but then the reality of his current situation hit him, and he wished he could stay asleep.

Despite his desire, his eyes were forced open. His opened vision was met with a face filled with eyeballs staring at him.

“Euaaaaaak!” 

He shot up with a scream. 

Heedo flinched back as if he were the one more startled, covering his mouth with a fist and blinking rapidly.

“You fucking asshole! You scared the shit out of me! Why the hell are you peeling back my eyelids while I’m sleeping?”

His heart pounded painfully in his chest from the shock.

“You wouldn’t wake up…”

“What time is it?”

“10:10.”

He’d slept a lot. He wasn’t usually one to sleep in, but with all the things happening, he must have been incredibly tired. Looking around, everything was the same mess as yesterday, and he let out a long sigh. 

And this bastard’s still flashing his junk. 

Irritation surged within him.

“Is that my fault? Huh? Is it my fault that I’m weak after being electrocuted, tied up, and almost killed naked?”

Heedo pouted. Woorak could see the tip of Heedo’s nose, as he bowed low, gradually turning red. Woorak silently beat his chest. He was furious, but he couldn’t yell and bully Heedo. If the kid was pushed too far into a corner, he seemed to lose it.

“No, I’m not angry, I’m just surprise. Why would you wake me up like that when there’s nothing for me to do here? I almost died from shock.”

“I… I just thought you’d like it… I wanted to tell you quickly…”

“What’s there for me to possibly like? What? Are you going to let me out?”

Heedo shook his head seriously, indicating it wasn’t that. 

Didn’t expect that anyway, you fucking asshole. 

Groaning, Woorak tried to lie back down, but his arm was grabbed. Heedo squirmed his body slightly.

“You’ll really like it…”

Heedo glanced at Woorak repeatedly, his lips twitching. He looked like he was dying to tell him something, but impatient because Woorak wasn’t asking. 

So annoying.

“Wow, I wonder what it could be? I’m dying to know.”

Even at Woorak’s insincere response, Heedo couldn’t hide his excitement as he bit his lip. He got up and went to a decorative cabinet against the wall. It was an ornate cabinet that looked out of place in the bleak basement. It was empty, suggesting it was just placed there because there was nowhere else to put it. Heedo pushed it with both hands. 

The cabinet moved with a heavy sound, revealing a door behind it. He pointed at the door repeatedly, as if urging Woorak to look. 

Curious, Woorak sat up. 

Heedo, his face beaming with pride, looked at Woorak, then towards the door. Fidgeting excitedly, he then turned the doorknob with a “Ta-da!” sound. 

Wait, is that…?

It’s a bathroom. This son of a bitch.

“Hey, you clearly told me there wasn’t a bathroom yesterday, didn’t you? Huh? What a joker. I went through hell because there was no bathroom, and this bastard is really messing with me.”

Woorak cursed, kicking the floor with his bound feet. 

Heedo thought Woorak would be happy. He came down early in the morning to tell him quickly, but Woorak wouldn’t wake up, making him anxious. He’d poked him with his finger and his face, but Woorak wouldn’t budge. Worried, Heedo even put his ear to Woorak’s chest. 

Woorak was loud and boisterous when awake, but he slept like a princess with his hands on his stomach. 

He’s alive, so why won’t he wake up?

Heedo was so anxious that he lifted Woorak’s eyelids a little, only to be met with a burst of anger, which hurt his feelings a lot. He’d barely held back, but… tears started to well up in his eyes.  He sniffled and tried to hold on, but a tear fell.

Woorak covered his forehead with his palm.

“Hey, come on, I’m not mad. I’m just a bit flustered. You said there was no bathroom.”

“Sniff, I didn’t know there was one. I asked Grandma if I could make a bathroom, and she said there already was one, so I wanted to tell you quickly, huhu, but then you yelled…” 

Woorak silently screamed like a silent film actor, running his hands through his hair.

“Heedo, my voice is naturally loud. It gets even louder when I’m flustered. I didn’t mean to yell at you… well, I did, but I can at least say this much, can’t I? As someone who’s being held captive? No, I’m not blaming you, and I don’t hate you. Really, I’m serious. I’ll be more careful from now on.”

Heedo looked up at Woorak with teary eyes. His expression was so pathetic that Woorak almost forgot that he was the one who had kidnapped Heedo. What choice did he have? He put on his most charming smile. 

Heedo looked up at Woorak with wet eyes. His expression was so forlorn that Woorak almost forgot he was the one who’d locked him up. 

What choice do I have? 

He gave the most charming smile he could muster. Heedo wiped his eyes with his forearm and stumbled over to Woorak, burying his face into his arms. Woorak had been trying to ignore the fact that Heedo was naked, but the feeling of skin brushing against skin was vivid. 

Damn it. This is a kid. He’s not a grown man, but a kid, Woorak chanted internally.

“Hyung… I was… upset… and sad.” 

“Oh, you were? I’m sorry.”

Woorak craned his neck back and just barely managed to speak, trying to soothe him, when Heedo spread his bound arms, creating a space, and nestled his head inside. Woorak ended up looking like he was hugging Heedo’s neck with his arms.

“Hey, wait a minute, this is a bit…”

“Hyung, uh, hyung…”

Heedo rubbed his face against Woorak’s neck and clung to him. Every breath sent shivers down Woorak’s spine. Under Heedo’s weight, Woorak’s body gradually slumped to the floor. Heedo climbed on top of him, now fully lying on the floor. The pressure made it hard to breathe. Heedo coiled around him like a snake, squeezing him tight, but as if it wasn’t enough, he wedged himself between Woorak’s thighs with his knees.

Woorak grabbed Heedo’s head with his bound hands and smacked him.

“This little shit really doesn’t know when to stop.”

He wasn’t erect, so it seemd he just wanted to be babied, but seeing a naked guy do that was incredibly creepy. Heedo rubbed his head where where he’d been hit and whimpered.

“That won’t work, you punk. You pretend to cry while doing whatever you want.”

He threw Heedo off him, practically tossing him aside.

“Untie me so I can use the bathroom.”

“No.”

Heedo muttered with his lips sticking out.

“So, should I just piss? Here? Should I piss here?”

“Do what you want, hiiik…!”

Woorak raised his hand as if to hit him, then lowered it, exhaling into the air.

“Didn’t you show me the bathroom so I could use it? Did you show me just so I could look at it?”

“I have this whole scenario planned… but you didn’t play along at all, so I don’t want to do it anymore.”

What a pain.

“Tell me about this ‘scenario’ or whatever. I’ll play along.”

Heedo looked at him cautiously, then slowly reached out his arm towards Woorak. Woorak roughly brushed him off.

“What now? You clung to me enough already.”

“Look at this…”

“Is this also part of the ‘scenario’? Just tell me first. It’s incredibly awkward.”

Woorak stretched out his bound feet and pretended to kick Heedo a few times. Only then did he finally open his mouth.

“When I… wake you up, you’re supposed to greet me happily, say good morning and ask if I slept well. When our eyes meet, I’ll tell you I have good news, and you’re supposed to get really curious. Then, when you’re all excited and anticipating it, I’ll reveal the bathroom, ta-da! Then you’re surprised and really happy. You’ll thank me, pat my head, hug me, pat my back… And after you show me some affection, I was going to untie you.”

Woorak’s head, which had been tilted to the right, slowly tilted to the left. 

Had I become this close with this kid in just one day? 

He was dumbfounded by the unfathomable depth of emotion, but a crazy person has their own world. 

Let’s not bother to try to understand it, and just go with the flow, both body and mind. He said he’ll untie me.

“Oh, is that how it was supposed to be? Why didn’t you say so? Come here. I said, come here.”

Woorak went over to Heedo, who was hesitating, patted his head, patted his back, and even hugged him by pulling him into the space between his bound arms. He looked at Heedo with a “Satisfied now?” expression, but Heedo’s face was sullen.

“You’re being so half-hearted… It doesn’t feel sincere…”

What a picky bastard.

“Oh my god! I just love you to death. You showed me the bathroom, you’re so adorable I could just die. I love you so much I want to kill you.”

Woorak grabbed Heedo’s hair and roughly planted kisses all over his face and head. Heedo struggled, but he didn’t seem to mind, a soft giggle escaping his lips. Woorak continued, putting feeling into his actions, and bit Heedo’s head. Heedol aughed, enjoying even that. The guy was huge as a mountain, but he really did giggle.

Woorak pressed his front teeth against the top of Heedo’s head and put enough force to make his head tremble.

“Hahaha, hyung, I’ll untie you. Haha, it tickles… Stop it.”

Heedo wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his fingers and stood up. He went to the desk, grabbed something that looked heavy from his bag, and a pair of scissors, then returned, with a clanging sound. 

He laid them gently on the floor. It was a seemingly endless metal chain piling up, and at the very end, a dog collar dropped with a clink. The collar was decorated with fluffy pink fur on the inside, making its purpose seem rather dubious. 

Woorak stared at it with a ‘You’ve got to be kidding me’ expression on his face.

“What’s this? A dog collar? What for?”

“Instead of untying your hands and feet. The leash is really long. You’ll be able to walk all around the basement. Isn’t that great?”

This fucking bastard.