OMLM | Prologue

What’s the first thought that would pop into your head if you were left alone in the house of your crush? Maybe something mischievous? Well, for Kang Yebon, that was definitely the case.

Even though the object of his affection was twelve years older, part of a gang, and—on top of that—the same gender, these weren’t really issues for Yebon’s feelings. Not at all.

The key thing here was, as mentioned, it was a one-sided crush. The man before him, with his handsome face marred by scars, did not reciprocate Yebon’s feelings.

And yet… every time Cha Hyuk interacted with him, it was as if he were handling something precious.

Even now, after avoiding him for just a few days, Cha Hyuk’s dark eyes brimmed with a tender longing.

“Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

Cha Hyuk’s large hand slid over Yebon’s hand, which was busy applying ointment to his left cheek.

“Did I do something wrong? Don’t push me away too much. Just a little, okay?”

Yebon’s hand ended up completely pressed against Cha Hyuk’s cheek. Because of the sticky ointment, his palm felt slick and warm.

Even though Yebon had told him not to confuse him by doing things like this, it seemed his words went in one ear and out the other.

‘He doesn’t even know what I’m thinking.’

Completely unaware of Yebon’s turmoil, Cha Hyuk rubbed his cheek lightly against Yebon’s hand like a spoiled child. That excessive contact scrambled all of Yebon’s thoughts.

With his still-damp, disheveled hair covering his eyebrows, Cha Hyuk’s expression looked softer than usual. And the flush under his eyes, likely from the heat, made him look almost vulnerable.

Those dark eyes, gazing directly at Yebon, seemed to be pleading. Unable to hold it back anymore, Yebon blurted out:

“Hyung, can I kiss you?”

Cha Hyuk furrowed his brows. At that faint frown, Yebon, feeling desperate, leaned in closer.

“You said before… that it’d be a waste to let a face like mine go to waste… Just once.”

He knew it was insane. But seriously, who wouldn’t falter when the person they liked was being this flirtatious?

Yebon was no saint.

If anything, he was… well, shameless.

“Kang Ye…”

Before Cha Hyuk could finish speaking, Yebon’s lips lightly brushed against his chapped ones.

Half-closing his eyes, Yebon pulled back slightly, then pressed his lips against Cha Hyuk’s again. The innocent kiss didn’t last long, but it repeated a few times.

Yebon debated internally.

‘Should I just go all in right here?’

A very wicked impulse surged within him.

If it were Cha Hyuk, he’d definitely be able to push him away if he didn’t like it. But Cha Hyuk didn’t push him away; he just stayed still.

Yebon couldn’t stop thinking thoughts that would probably make the heavens rage. His body leaned further toward Cha Hyuk, and just as he was about to press their lips together again—

“Ugh!”

Suddenly, an arm snaked around Yebon’s waist and yanked him in with such force that he nearly fell forward.

Startled, Yebon’s eyes flew open wide, meeting Cha Hyuk’s gaze for the first time. Those icy, dark eyes looked like they could devour him whole.

Realizing what he’d done, Yebon panicked and began to struggle.

His reckless ambition of “just going for it” evaporated in an instant.

“Uh, wait, I—I must’ve lost my mind for a sec—mmph!”

His babbling was cut off completely.

The tongue invading his mouth was unbearably hot and rough. It chased after his retreating tongue, rubbing against it and prodding insistently underneath.

Their lips were pressed so tightly together that Yebon forgot how to breathe. He pushed against Cha Hyuk’s shoulders, but the more he struggled, the tighter Cha Hyuk’s arms held him.

“Hngh…!”

As soon as their lips broke apart, Cha Hyuk sank his teeth into Yebon’s lips, biting and sucking them over and over.

The sharp pain was followed by the sensation of a tongue licking over the stinging skin, making the base of Yebon’s neck tingle.

Never having experienced such an animalistic kiss before, Yebon panted heavily, completely lost.

“Ahjusshi… hngh… stop…!”

The hand that had been gripping Yebon’s waist was now kneading his side.

Yebon’s vision grew hazy, and every spot Cha Hyuk touched sent shivers racing through him like electricity. A faint whimper escaped Yebon’s lips.

He hadn’t expected things to turn out like this. The fact that Cha Hyuk wasn’t stopping, even after his plea, filled Yebon with sudden fear. Tears began to well up and spill over.

At the sound of Yebon’s quiet sobs, Cha Hyuk, who had been leaning over him on the dining table, suddenly pulled back.

With cheeks flushed red, Yebon trembled violently, tears streaming down his face.

“Sniff, I said stop…!”

Humiliated by the situation he himself had initiated, Yebon cried even harder.

‘Didn’t he not like me?’

Yebon realized something was seriously off about this whole situation.