CBB Chapter 2.2

“Um… Woorak, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?”

“Hmm.”

What do kids like these days? Would something like pork cutlet be okay? 

He craved a steaming bowl of seonji haejangguk¹with two bowls of rice, a perfect way to clear his head, but he couldn’t say that. He just smacked his lips in longing. 

If that lunatic ordered something like that, perhaps I could snag a spoonful with childlike curiosity.

“What about you hyung?”

“I want cream pasta.”

Damn it…

Despite mentioning cream pasta, Heedo returned with two portions of pork cutlets. He looked troubled, not having a table, and eventually placed the food on the mattress. He struggled to open the containers with two fingers and made a distressed face. The pork cutlets had arrived whole, uncut. He found plastic forks and knives and tried to cut them, but with both arms in casts, it wasn’t going well.

Woorak anxiously clenched and unclenched his fingers in front of him. The sight of food after so long made his mouth water, but Heedo showed no sign of giving him any. He wiggled his butt restlessly and finally reached out a hand.

“Hyung, should I do it?”

“No. Woorak is a baby, so you can’t do things like this.”

“I’m really good at it! Wanna see?”

He snatched the pork cutlet, pretending to clumsily cut it in half, and stabbed it with a fork before offering it to Heedo. He placed the fork in Heedo’s hesitant hand and took his own. 

Without a moment’s hesitation, he stabbed a whole piece without cutting it and took a big bite. Tears almost welled up as the food hit his starved stomach. A piece of pork cutlet fell off, losing its balance, and he hurriedly picked it up with his hand to shove it in his mouth, but Heedo stopped him with a startled look.

“You can’t eat things like that. It’s dirty.”

Heedo reached out as if to snatch it away, so he quickly devoured the rest in two bites. His mouth was so full that the sauce dribbled out down his chin. Heedo frowned and then wiped his mouth with a tissue.

“There’s a lot to teach Woorak.”

Crazy bastard, who’s teaching whom? 

Woorak gulped down the food in his mouth and alternately glanced at his plain rice and Heedo’s pork cutlet. Heedo turned his body slightly and began to eat his portion of pork cutlet. 

This stingy bastard, he should share with a kid who wants to eat. 

Woorak was putting a pickle on his plain rice when a piece of pork cutlet suddenly appeared in front of him. The bite marks were clearly visible.

“Want some?”

“No!”

Heedo ate incredibly slowly. Even though Woorak had licked all the sauce off his plain rice, Heedo was still chewing on the meat. He probably chewed each bite five times before swallowing.

Just like a cow.

Watching him bring the last piece to his mouth, Woorak unknowingly gulped audibly. Heedo took the piece out of his mouth and held it out to him.

“Want some?”

You keep offering me your chewed-up food! It’s covered in your saliva. I have a weak stomach, you punk. Why is this guy so unhygienic?

“It’s good, right?”

Woorak nodded, already chewing the meat that had somehow ended up in his mouth. Perhaps because it was the last piece, it was soaked in sauce and tasted delicious. Heedo chuckled and lightly pinched Woorak’s cheek.

“Cute…”

“Pffft!”

The food that was about to go down his throat erupted from his mouth like an explosion. Heedo, who took the full brunt of it on his face, made a faint sizzling sound but he calmly wiped it off and laughed.

“Now that you’re done, let’s go brush your teeth.”

Still shuddering and scratching his arm because the “cute” comment wouldn’t leave his ears, Woorak was dragged away limply as Heedo pulled on his collar. 

Heedo sat Woorak on the toilet and wrapped a towel around his neck. He tried to brush Woorak’s teeth for him, but Woorak snatched the toothbrush, which made Heedo pat his cheek affectionately. This, however, made Woorak’s temper flare. 

“Damn it, really.”

“Wh-What? Why?”

Heedo flinched and backed away, making Woorak realize his outburst. He quickly pouted his lips and showed off his pearly white teeth.

“Look, I’m good at this, right?”

He scrubbed his teeth as if he were cleaning bricks, and Heedo giggled, pleased. 

I need to get used to this. 

I have to endure this humiliation. 

This kind of treatment won’t be a one-time thing. 

I can’t get worked up every time, or I’ll get nowhere.

When he was done laughing, Heedo took the toothbrush, moved behind Woorak, and put his arms around his waist. Woorak glared at him, as if to ask what he was doing.

“This is so you don’t slip and fall…”

I must endure. 

Thinking of rinsing quickly and leaving, Woorak took a mouthful of water and swished it around.

“Gah, ptoo!”

He felt Heedo’s body flinch against his back. Wondering if the sound was too gross, he needlessly urged Heedo on.

“Hyung, hurry up and get out. I need to pee.”

“Pee? Okay, go ahead. I’ll watch you.”

“Watch what?”

“Since Woorak is a baby, hyung needs to check if you pee properly.”

Look at this ridiculous bastard. 

Woorak’s head tilted instantly.

“Hyung, I’m already six years old. I can pee just fine, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Woorak is all grown up. You pee well too. Then do you want to try it once? If you do well while hyung watches, you can do it alone next time. If not, let’s go to the bathroom together until you do it right.”

Heedo quickly rinsed his mouth and stood next to the toilet. 

This is strange. I’m the one deceiving this lunatic, so why am I the one feeling awkward?

“Really try?”

“Yeah, try.”

“Really, really try?”

“Yeah.”

Woorak cracked his neck from side to side, showing his displeasure, but he shuffled and then hesitantly stood in front of the toilet. He had sucked and played with Heedo’s penis before, and had even shown Heedo as he peed once, so this much is still… strange. 

Why am I getting more and more experienced in this sort of thing? 

He must have overthought it. His head started to throb again, so he cleared his mind, took out his penis, and aimed at the toilet.

“Woorak, wait a second, I knew it. Not like that, you have to sit down to pee.”

“Pee?”

I’m a man, right? 

Woorak looked down at his lower body and then looked at Heedo’s face. Heedo shook his head.

“These days, all men sit down to pee. If you pee standing up, it splatters, so it’s not good for hygiene. You have to be more careful in other people’s houses, right?”

He vaguely remembered hearing that some men did that, but he wasn’t one of them. Having never peed sitting down, he awkwardly perched on the toilet. Heedo turned his head to the side and chuckled, then cleared his throat and looked back with an expression of trying to hold back laughter, like a male actor in a drama seeing his cute and ridiculous lover. 

Wait, this doesn’t feel right.

Heedo slipped his arm under Woorak’s armpit, who was slightly shuddering, lifted him, pulled his underwear down to his knees, and seated him down deep on the toilet. He made Woorak lean his upper body forward, touched his penis to adjust it, and then made eye contact.

“This is the position, got it? Now you can pee.”

It was humiliating. This was a crisis that made him want to quit just a few hours after starting this whole charade.

“It’s not coming out? What’s wrong?”

The moment he slapped away the hand that had snuck onto his lower abdomen, the movement triggered his urine. The stream of urine, which made a particularly loud sound, flowed continuously for a long time, even though he didn’t seem to have held it in for very long. It felt like only he and the toilet existed in the entire universe.

Even after the stream dwindled to a trickle and stopped, Woorak kept his head down. The exposed nape of his neck was burning red.

“Why are you staying like that? Ah, do you want to poop too? Try it. Hyung will teach you how to wipe.”

This won’t do. This was a matter of whether a human being exists as a human being or not.

Heedo, who was looking strangely at Woorak, who wasn’t answering or moving, stroked his hair.

“You don’t need to poop? Then let’s get up.”

Heedo lifted Woorak up and wiped the tip of his penis with toilet paper.

Fuck it, even if I can’t get out of here for the rest of my life, I can’t do this anymore.

He glared at Heedo with sharp eyes. Heedo cupped Woorak’s chin with a startled expression.

“Woorak, were you crying? Why? Is it because of the collar? Hyung will find another way. I’ll get it off you somehow, so don’t cry. Okay?”

…Maybe I should try a little longer.