Drop Dead

“Jungwoo is so inconsiderate. His boyfriend’s sitting right there.”

A drinking party after returning to school following military service.
There, Han-young not only realizes his boyfriend is cheating on him—
but also gets caught by his senior, Shin Jae-yi, discovering that the boyfriend is a man.

“Han-young, want to borrow me?”

Contrary to what he feared, Shin Jae-yi only throws out an amused and cryptic offer.

“Wouldn’t it be less humiliating to at least do something—either cling to me here or walk out together?”

“Senior, do you like men?”

“Do I look like I do?”

The offhand, almost mocking response was the clearest answer of all.
A ridiculous joke from someone who likely had never even been with a man.
That’s why Han-young figured spending a moment with him wouldn’t change anything.

“Don’t close your mouth. It makes kissing awkward.”

Until the moment he kissed Shin Jae-yi in a dark alleyway,
unsure of who might come walking in at any moment.

Shin Jae-yi kissed like it was sex.
His intrusive tongue felt like a cock, violating every part of Han-young’s mouth.
It was too hot inside.
A ticklish itch reached deep into his throat, making him want to claw at it.

“Haah, ha…….”

A sharp breath burst from between saliva-slicked lips as they finally parted.
Shin Jae-yi waited quietly for Han-young to catch his breath, then gently bumped their foreheads together.

“Guess no one can say you haven’t kissed a guy anymore. I took your first.”

His voice, rough from the long kiss, rang out teasingly.

“Don’t you find it disgusting?”

Han-young looked at him with heat in his eyes and finally asked. It wasn’t something he should be asking now, but it slipped out anyway.

Instead of answering right away, Shin Jae-yi only scanned his face.
His gaze lingered on the eyes and lips, undoubtedly flushed with color.

“Yeah. I do.”

That was all he said.

But the kiss continued as Shin Jae-yi chewed at his lips again.
He now licked the swollen lips softly, as if seeking belated permission.
His actions were in stark contrast to his words.

Shin Jae-yi was someone who could kiss without affection. Han-young knew that.
He really did. And yet…

“…….”

The kiss that blew breath into him felt strangely gentle—
as if it were filled with affection.