To Me, Who Doesn’t Love You

“I love you, hyung.”This was the only moment Yeonseo could finally express the confession he had kept inside. Once things were over, who knew when Suhan might lash out with his usual impatience and tell him to get lost. Without hesitation, Yeonseo gripped the tip of Suhan’s member, which was twitching uncontrollably, pressing his thumb over it.“…!?”For a moment, Suhan was startled by the sudden grip on his sensitive area. But Yeonseo resumed his intense movements.“Ah, ngh…! What… are you…!”The entrance, so aroused it seemed ready to burst, was pressed tightly, causing Suhan’s body to jerk up on its own.“I love you, hyung….”Contrary to his earnest confession, his thrusts grew even rougher. If he was going to say things like that, couldn’t he at least pause a moment to let him breathe? Suhan could only bite his lip and hold on as the overwhelming sensations rose up from his toes, closing his eyes tightly.“Alright, I get it… Ngh, just… enough with this…!”Though Suhan pleaded for him to let go, Yeonseo seemed uninterested in obliging. He knew well that Suhan’s body—and that of their child—could endure this and more. Every time he ran his hand over Suhan’s belly to check on the baby, the sensitive contractions at his touch proved just how innately responsive Suhan’s body was. How had he held himself back for so long?Yeonseo pressed in even deeper, his hand moving over the tip of Suhan’s member, sending a shiver through his entire body.“Ahh, please… stop…!”Fearing he might truly break from the intensity, Suhan cried out, trembling in the grip of an intense climax, which made Yeonseo pause in surprise. Then, as Suhan instructed, he withdrew from the now pliant entrance, holding only the tip.“Like this?”Then, counting to three, he waited for Suhan to respond. From under his averted gaze, trying to hide his expression, came a whispered curse.“Damn you, seriously….”Suhan’s body was still trembling from the lingering heat, and though he was too embarrassed to ask for more, his silence spoke volumes. His adorable vulnerability, something Yeonseo had never dared imagine, stirred a fierce desire within him. Usually, such an opportunity would be unthinkable, but tonight, it was Suhan who had come to him first. Playfully, Yeonseo taunted.“What? I can’t hear you. You’re too quiet….”As he gently squeezed the sensitive tip, Suhan’s teary gaze shot daggers.“…Shut up and just keep going.”What could he do with someone so adorably stubborn? Yeonseo could barely hold back, overcome with love as he pressed himself deep into Suhan’s now-familiar folds.“Ah… ngh….”Suhan let out a low moan, taking in the thickest part of him, savoring every sensation as he filled him completely. When Yeonseo paused, pulling back slightly, Suhan’s hips shifted forward on their own, eager to reconnect. Yeonseo, as always, met Suhan’s desires.“Ngh, ah…!”As their movements quickened, the room filled with the lewd sounds of flesh meeting flesh. Yeonseo gripped Suhan’s length, sliding his hand over the throbbing veins beneath the slick surface.“I love you.”With this heartfelt confession, he finally released Suhan’s member, which spilled its release in a thick, white stream. Suhan’s inner walls gripped him tightly, sending him over the edge as he, too, spilled his desire deep within. Even as their bodies mingled, he couldn’t stop his gentle thrusts, drawing out their shared pleasure as warmth trickled out from within them, mixing in a frothy blend.“Haa… ha….”Breathless, Yeonseo carefully lowered himself onto Suhan without putting too much weight on him. As he caught his breath, Suhan hesitantly wrapped his arms around Yeonseo’s shoulders, surprising him with the unexpected show of affection. Though slightly taken aback, Yeonseo said nothing, opting instead to cover Suhan’s lips with his own.“Mmm…”Suhan’s arousal surged again at the continued shallow thrusts below. He must really have lost his mind. Never had he imagined that an alpha’s scent could be so intoxicating or fill him with such overwhelming satisfaction. The lingering pleasure washed over him, numbing his reason.‘Ah… is this why?’He had never understood how he could have been so captivated, trailing after someone he couldn’t live without, even if he lost his memories. But with such undeniable chemistry, it was easy to see how one could lose control. He had often scoffed at others’ complaints about relationships, dismissing pheromones and physical compatibility as animalistic. Yet now, as that thick length struck deep inside him, sending tremors through his entire body, he felt he could forgive any arrogance.‘I must be out of my mind.’For a fleeting moment, Suhan’s reason started to return, only for Yeonseo to lick his lips, coaxing them open again. Surrendering, Suhan let the sweetness fill his mouth, closing his eyes as a possessive desire to keep this flavor all to himself washed over him. They both held back for so long that the night stretched on, and it was almost dawn when Suhan finally drifted off.* * *“Hngh… ngh…”Suhan trembled under the stream of water cascading from above. Was this supposed to be washing up, or was he just being teased? Every touch on his body felt like a fiery brand.“Enough, hurry up….”Suhan stood, hands pressed against the shower wall, back turned, with his inner thighs slick and glistening. They hadn’t even been home long. Could it be he had already been aroused before they arrived? At Suhan’s urging, Yeonseo irritably cast aside his wet shirt and pressed his length against Suhan’s flushed cheeks. The swollen entrance, still sensitive from last night, seemed to beg for him.The beginning had been on their way home. A sudden spring rain had poured down, leaving Suhan damp and chilly. Normally, the car was parked in an indoor garage, but today the parking area near the main entrance had been blocked off, and the only available space was quite a walk away. Rather than maneuvering through the building, he had stepped out into the open, only to be rained on enough to make him feel clammy. Though not soaked, he was chilly enough to decide a shower was in order before eating.‘Want to wash up first? I can use the en-suite…’As Yeonseo glanced at Suhan before heading to the bedroom, Suhan abruptly caught his wrist and pulled him back.‘Why?’The implication was clear—they could just shower together. Since Suhan’s memory loss, Yeonseo had never once joined him in the shower, preferring to keep some things private. He was embarrassed and didn’t want Suhan to see him clumsy or unguarded. Although he’d imagined the idea of being intimate in the bathroom, that was different; he had firmly reserved his showers as private time, even after growing closer with Suhan.But with Suhan’s gaze fixed on him, as if there was no room for refusal, Yeonseo froze, feeling like prey.After Suhan had first given in to Yeonseo’s pheromones, it had already been over a week, yet Suhan was so embarrassed by his own loss of control that he acted as if the word “shame” didn’t exist for him anymore. He pretended everything was natural, his demeanor nonchalant, though the flush on his ears betrayed his whirlwind of thoughts.One of Suhan’s strategies to maintain composure was to brazenly demand things. Before Yeonseo could protest, he silenced him with a kiss, rubbing against the entrance, leaving no room for other thoughts. Today was no different from usual, but it was leading in a direction Yeonseo hadn’t anticipated.‘…’Yeonseo was momentarily lost in thought. If he rejected Suhan now, he knew all too well how embarrassed Suhan would feel—so much so that he might retreat emotionally again. After a brief internal debate, he shut his eyes and stepped into the bathroom. He barely had time to react before Suhan pulled him into the shower booth, drenching him under the water without even removing his clothes. The warm water soon heated his skin.“Mmm… ngh, hngh…”Their intertwined tongues were intoxicatingly sweet. As Yeonseo braced his arms behind him to support Suhan’s needs, Suhan wrapped his own arms naturally around Yeonseo’s neck. Yeonseo recalled how Suhan used to grumble about how excessively sweet his pheromones seemed. He could imagine Suhan, if confronted, dismissing any suggestion that his scent was sweet. Though it wasn’t traditionally a “sweet” scent, it felt sweet enough to Yeonseo to make his head spin.Since rediscovering his own body, Suhan had been overt in a way that proved he was still the same person he had been before his memory loss. All the reservations Suhan had about receiving pleasure seemed irrelevant now. He had plenty of desires, and whenever Yeonseo would tease him by slowing his pace, Suhan would awkwardly, though eagerly, buck his hips, his blush betraying his embarrassment.“Hah… ah, ngh…”As Yeonseo thrust into him, Suhan released intermittent low groans, and Yeonseo held him tightly from behind, kissing the nape of his neck. His flushed skin was so warm that even as he sucked on it, no visible mark remained. Finally, Yeonseo pressed his firm length into Suhan’s twitching entrance, which swallowed him eagerly. Despite the shower washing everything away, the inside remained slick.“Ah… yes…”Suhan trembled as Yeonseo entered him slowly. Worried Suhan might slip, Yeonseo tightened his arms around him, planting another kiss on his back.“Does that feel good? Haa…”With himself halfway inside, Yeonseo gently rubbed Suhan’s lower abdomen, as if comforting him, prompting a nod from Suhan, his ears flushed bright red. Spreading his thighs to take Yeonseo deeper, Suhan’s sensitive skin pressed close, nearly sending Yeonseo over the edge before he’d even begun. If he commented on how much he enjoyed Suhan’s responsiveness, he’d surely get a punch and some curses in return. Resisting the urge, Yeonseo simply hugged Suhan tighter.After their time together in the shower, Yeonseo filled the bathtub where Suhan often soaked. The bath salts, slightly hardened from neglect, dissolved easily in the warm water. The bath’s fragrant scent mixed with Yeonseo’s pheromones, making Suhan’s brow twitch for a moment, but he accepted it without comment.Warm water, even warmer skin, and the closeness between them—such peaceful intimacy was something Yeonseo hadn’t imagined a week ago. With Suhan nestled between his legs, nodding off as he leaned into Yeonseo’s embrace, Yeonseo felt his heart flutter. It was hard to believe that the person here, demanding and trusting in his arms, was the same Suhan who’d lost his memory.‘Even if my memory returns and I forget everything that’s happened since then, the “me” that loves you will still remain here.’Suhan had once spoken these words, full of certainty, before his memory returned. With enough time, he’d known he would come to accept how he felt about Yeonseo. As Yeonseo instinctively tightened his embrace, a twinge of excitement stirred below. Though he hadn’t intended this, Suhan, drowsing in his arms, noticed the press against his inner thigh.“…?”Meeting Suhan’s sleepy gaze, Yeonseo found himself speechless.“No, it’s… that’s….”As Yeonseo froze in surprise, Suhan glanced up at him as if still unsatisfied, reaching out to grab the handle inside the bathtub. Perhaps Suhan was actually fed up. Thinking Suhan might try to leave the tub, Yeonseo was at a loss for words to apologize, but then, Suhan simply gripped the handle to pull himself up, only to sit even closer to Yeonseo, brushing his hips against the firm arousal below.Yeonseo’s initial surprise at the sudden movement quickly faded as he felt himself swelling below, unable to hold back any longer. When he met Suhan’s wet, focused gaze, heat spread all over his body once more. Finally, he wrapped one arm around Suhan, pressing his stiff arousal firmly against him, easing inside as Suhan’s body trembled with pleasure.He couldn’t help but think how nice it would have been if Suhan had been this honest as a child. But as Suhan started moving his hips on his own, all complaints faded. Maybe it was because Suhan wasn’t the straightforward, easygoing type that Yeonseo had fallen for him so deeply. Along with his idle thoughts, he thrust upwards in the water, and Suhan collapsed against the bathtub floor, gripping it with a sigh. It was time to focus on his beloved partner.* * *Later that night, Suhan awoke with a nagging feeling and spotted his phone, screen lit up with a new message. It had become their routine: every evening, as soon as Yeonseo got home from work, they would come together, their bodies intertwined. He couldn’t describe the situation any other way than feeling like he’d lost his mind. Working all day, restraining himself, only to give in completely once he got home—it was an irresistible urge he couldn’t ignore. Sometimes he thought, if only he’d known how good this would feel…even as a fleeting, silly thought.‘Am I even human…?’Even while chuckling bitterly at himself, he couldn’t stand seeing Yeonseo focus on anything else. Even the time Yeonseo spent cooking for him felt wasted. Like a child craving their parent’s undivided attention, Suhan instinctively sought ways to keep Yeonseo’s focus on him. When they weren’t together, a nagging, uneasy feeling seemed to chase him.‘But why…?’The reason was still unclear. Was it because Juno’s situation was unresolved? Or perhaps it was because they hadn’t discussed what would happen after they had children? Although his mind was tangled, Suhan’s body remained honest, finding solace in the pleasure Yeonseo offered. As long as Yeonseo loved him, he felt assured that Yeonseo was his alone.The message Suhan saw was from an acquaintance of his father’s, whom he’d contacted earlier.[Found him. Call in the morning.]Attached was a photo of Juno, heavily disguised in sunglasses and a mask, leaving a rundown inn. It was hard to discern the exact location from the image alone.[Thank you. I’ll call in the morning.]He quickly replied, letting out a deep sigh. Whatever was to come, he’d have to see this through. Glancing at Yeonseo’s peacefully sleeping face, Suhan thought to himself:‘Honestly, how did a guy end up with such delicate features…?’Without realizing, he reached out to brush Yeonseo’s hair aside, but then jolted, tossing back the blanket and getting up. Perhaps he should go drink some cold water. With restless steps, Suhan left the bedroom and headed to the kitchen.When morning came, Suhan headed to the office, but his mood was sour. He had reached out to his father’s acquaintance as planned, only to be met with complaints about how much trouble his subordinates went through to track down Juno. Suhan immediately recognized this as a roundabout way of asking for payment. Knowing it was unrealistic to expect genuine help for nothing, Suhan ended the brief call by transferring the money to the man’s account. Shortly afterward, the man called back.“Oh, you really didn’t have to go this far. A simple meal to thank the boys for their effort would’ve been more than enough,” he said, his words empty of sincerity.Then he got straight to the point.“So, what do you want to do now? For my sake, I could take care of things quietly with my people if you’d prefer….”It was an enticing offer, but Suhan couldn’t agree. His heart might be set on vengeance, but he didn’t truly want to end someone’s life. The thought of simply erasing Juno and allowing his uncle and aunt to walk free was unacceptable. Better to send all three of them to prison than let Juno alone be unable to set foot in this world again. Suhan was certain that his anger was truly directed at the parents rather than the child. After a moment’s hesitation, Suhan declined the man’s proposal. Instead, he asked him to arrange a safe, quiet place for a discreet meeting.Ending the call left him exhausted. It was lunch hour, and the office beyond the glass partition was eerily empty. Just minutes ago, every desk had been filled, the space brimming with noise and activity, now strangely silent. It wouldn’t be long before the employees returned and the noise resumed. Suhan frowned unconsciously, and just then, he saw Yeonseo through the glass. Perhaps he had eaten lunch earlier than the others or skipped his usual post-lunch coffee, as he was walking back to his desk empty-handed.Suhan, watching Yeonseo through the glass without thinking, lightly tapped on it to get his attention.“…?”Hearing the sound from Suhan’s office, Yeonseo perked up and looked up. When he met Suhan’s gaze, Suhan tapped the glass again, signaling him to come over. With a slightly nervous look, Yeonseo began walking toward him. What’s this about? Did he not like his lunch? Various thoughts crossed his mind as he approached the glass, and Suhan gestured toward the handle, inviting him in. Obediently, Yeonseo opened the door and stepped into the office.“What is…?”Before Yeonseo could finish, Suhan approached and pressed his face against Yeonseo’s shoulder.“…!?”Caught off guard, Yeonseo nearly stumbled backward, as if he’d been ambushed. Why was he acting like this? Was he unwell? Carefully, he raised a hand to check Suhan’s forehead, but it felt no different from usual. If he wasn’t sick, then why…? As Yeonseo stood there, unsure of what to do, Suhan let out a soft breath against his neck, the faint sensation inexplicably vivid and causing warmth to flood Yeonseo’s face.“Um…”When Yeonseo hesitantly called out, Suhan instead wrapped both arms tightly around his waist. The familiar warmth and faint lingering scent from Yeonseo’s body were surprisingly comforting amidst his current frustrations—not just a little, but a lot.Standing awkwardly, Yeonseo allowed himself to be held, which Suhan found oddly fascinating. Was he really okay with anything Suhan did? Even if Suhan suddenly woke from a three-month coma acting like a different person, only to revert after six months, completely forgetting the interim? How far could he push, wondering if Yeonseo would only wear that pitiful look, accepting everything as inevitable? Why did he like me so much? All I did was throw childish tantrums at him, clouded with petty jealousy. It was certainly an odd preference.“…”Suhan found himself unwilling to let go of Yeonseo, who felt solid, warm, and steady beneath his weight, from his broad shoulders and firm chest down to his lean waist and hips. He knew that, soon, as people returned, holding Yeonseo like this would be problematic, but he still couldn’t bring himself to release him.“Um…”Just then, Yeonseo, face flushed, awkwardly grabbed Suhan’s arms and gently pushed him away, muttering as he averted his gaze.“Well, um… it’s probably… not ideal, here… at the office…”It wasn’t clear what he was trying to say until Suhan noticed his stance, slightly hunched, and the discomforted look on his face. Was he really that affected by just this? Suhan was left dumbfounded. While he stood there in shock, Yeonseo hurriedly stepped back and grabbed the doorknob, calling out as he left,“The others will be back soon! See you… after work… in the parking lot!”Even though they would see each other again for an afternoon meeting, Yeonseo left with a polite bow, and Suhan felt his own face heat with embarrassment. What had he even done? All he’d wanted was a little comfort from Yeonseo’s warmth, but now he was rooted in place, taken aback. He only snapped back to his senses when another employee entered to drop off some documents, oblivious to his state.He’d never felt entirely at ease being loved, but now it unsettled him more than ever. He wanted to be close, to touch him, and whenever Yeonseo distanced himself or turned his attention elsewhere, Suhan would get annoyed. He constantly misread Yeonseo’s actions, hurting him as a way to protect himself by insisting he was untrustworthy. But now, looking at him, he couldn’t deny just how endearing he found him. So… this was what it felt like to love someone. Suhan sat silently at his desk, taking a long moment to sort through his feelings.“No, I mean… I…” While Suhan clenched his teeth, oscillating between accepting his emotions, rejecting them, and then reluctantly acknowledging them again, everyone beyond the glass partition began to take notice. What’s wrong this time? We have a meeting soon, but the department head doesn’t look pleased. Was there some incident this morning? “Oh, uh, no, nothing worth worrying about.” No one could pinpoint the reason, leaving them confused, while Yeonseo alone felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He hadn’t done anything wrong, yet he felt on edge.That night, Suhan received a new photo from a familiar number. In the image, a well-built adult man was bound tightly to a chair, his hands and feet securely tied. Suhan let out a short sigh and, rather than overthinking things, checked the pick-up date for a rental vehicle he had reserved after deciding against purchasing a used car. Was it available by tomorrow morning? He mentally reviewed his schedule and considered when he could fit in the errand, then replied:[Please provide the address, and I’ll adjust my schedule to visit tomorrow.]There was much to be done. If he wanted to ensure that Juno, as well as his parents, would never pose a threat to him again.* * *Late the following afternoon, Cho Juno awoke on a cold floor, his entire body tightly bound, with a splitting headache. How did it come to this? He remembered slipping out of a run-down motel, timed carefully to avoid a nearby police patrol. He had made a hurried ATM withdrawal, withdrawing the maximum cash without staff intervention, but that money was already running out.Due to the manhunt, he couldn’t use his cards, and attempting another cash withdrawal would inevitably alert authorities, so he had to stretch every last bill. A week of survival had left him ordering delivery via the motel intercom, but his dwindling cash supply soon forced him to subsist on rice balls and instant noodles.He longed for a real meal. Having lived in comfort his whole life, he now felt utterly pitiful, even hesitating over an ordinary meal at a cheap diner. Maybe I should contact my parents, he thought. Even if I can’t use a cell phone, I could find a payphone booth and ask for some money to get by. But just as he considered it, someone suddenly yanked him by the scruff of his neck with brute force. “Who are you people? Do you have a warrant?” Juno assumed it was the police coming for him, but as his consciousness faded from the cloth pressed tightly over his mouth and nose, he thought that maybe the police would have been the better option.