Good Night, Brother! - Chapter 2.6 (R19)

Completely unaware of this, Eun Hyun could only blink innocently at his brother. “I’m perfectly normal, Hyung.” Yi Hyeon’s firm response left Eun Hyun glancing downward, feeling awkward and regretful for bringing up the topic without fully understanding it. Watching his flustered brother purse his lips and avoid eye contact, Yi Hyeon sighed softly through his nose. After a tense silence stretched between them, it was Yi Hyeon who broke the awkward atmosphere.

“Here, Hyung.” He thrust a beige shopping bag toward Eun Hyun. It had been in his hand the whole time, but Eun Hyun, caught off guard by their earlier conversation, hadn’t noticed. Surprised, Eun Hyun took the bag and peeked inside, his eyes widening at the contents. It was a box of fried soboro bread from a famous bakery in Daejeon.

“Wait, this is fried soboro bread!”

“You like it, don’t you?”

“Yeah, you remembered? Come on, let’s eat it together.” Eun Hyun placed the bag on the kitchen table and eagerly took out the box of bread. As he began to open it, Yi Hyeon, unwrapping the scarf around his neck, replied as he headed toward his room, “You can have it all. I’m fine.” “Huh? But there are two boxes! That’s twelve pieces—I can’t eat all this by myself.”

“You can freeze them and reheat them in the air fryer. Just save them for later.”

“You’re really not going to eat any?”

“Nope. You enjoy them.” “Food tastes better when you share.” Eun Hyun pouted, genuinely disappointed. Before living with his brother, he’d been fine eating alone. But now, the idea of eating by himself felt strangely lonely.

Stopping in his tracks, Yi Hyeon turned to look at his brother, his dark eyes calm.

“…Alright, let’s eat together. Let me change first.” “Great!” Eun Hyun happily set the soboro bread on plates and poured two glasses of milk. Once Yi Hyeon returned, dressed in comfortable clothes, he sat across from his brother at the table. Eun Hyun bit into the bread, his face lighting up with happiness.

“Thanks to you, I can finally have this again. They sell it at the station too, but I always miss it because I cut it too close to the train schedule.” “Really?” Smiling faintly, Yi Hyeon watched his brother, his gaze soft and almost fond.

“I think this tastes best with plain milk.”

As Eun Hyun chatted animatedly, Yi Hyeon suddenly reached out, brushing a finger against his brother’s lips before pulling it back. Before Eun Hyun could process what had happened, Yi Hyeon spoke with a gentle smile.

“You had crumbs on your lips.” “…” Eun Hyun’s face flushed red. The spot where his brother’s finger had touched felt tingly, and he awkwardly rubbed his lips with the back of his hand. “W-Why didn’t you just tell me…” “The soboro bread is delicious.” “You haven’t even touched yours.” “Mine doesn’t taste good.”

“What are you even saying?”

As Eun Hyun frowned in confusion, Yi Hyeon let out a light laugh.

At least now, Eun Hyun felt like things were back to normal his brother no longer seemed as intimidating as he had earlier. “I’m perfectly fine, Hyung.” Yi Hyeon’s firm response made Eun Hyun lower his gaze.

He regretted bringing it up, realizing he didn’t fully understand what he was talking about. Feeling flustered, Eun Hyun pressed his lips together and quietly observed his brother, who sighed softly through his nose.

A tense silence stretched between them like a taut string. It was Yi Hyeon who broke the awkward atmosphere first. “Here, Hyung.” He suddenly thrust a beige shopping bag toward Eun Hyun. It had been in his hand all along, but in the flurry of accusations earlier, Eun Hyun hadn’t noticed. Surprised, he accepted the bag and peeked inside. His eyes widened at the unexpected gift—a box of fried soboro bread, a specialty from a famous bakery in Daejeon.

“Oh? Fried soboro!”

“You like this, don’t you?”

“Yeah, you remembered? Come on, let’s eat it together.” Eun Hyun eagerly placed the bag on the kitchen table and took out the box of bread. Meanwhile, Yi Hyeon, unwrapping the scarf around his neck, responded as he headed toward his room.

“I’m good. You can have it all.” “What? But there are two boxes!” Each box held six pieces—twelve in total—far too much for Eun Hyun to eat on his own. “You can freeze them and reheat them in the air fryer.

Enjoy them over time.” “You’re really not going to eat any?” “Nope. You eat a lot.” “Food tastes better when it’s shared…” Eun Hyun pouted, genuinely feeling disappointed. Before living with his brother, he had been fine eating alone, but now, the thought of sitting by himself and eating felt oddly lonely. Stopping in his tracks, Yi Hyeon turned back and looked at Eun Hyun with calm, dark eyes.

“…Alright, let’s eat together. Let me change first.” “Great!” Eun Hyun plated the soboro bread and poured two glasses of milk. Once Yi Hyeon returned in comfortable clothes, he sat across from his brother at the table. Taking a big bite of the bread, Eun Hyun beamed with happiness.

“Thanks to you, I’m finally having this again. They sell it at the station too, but I’m always cutting it close and never have time to buy it.”

“Really?” A satisfied smile spread across Yi Hyeon’s face as he watched his brother enjoy the treat. “I think it tastes best with plain milk.” Eun Hyun chattered on excitedly, but suddenly, Yi Hyeon’s hand reached out toward him.

Before he could react, his brother’s thumb brushed against his lips, wiping away something. The motion was so unexpected that Eun Hyun froze. He stared blankly as Yi Hyeon’s thumb retreated and disappeared briefly into his mouth before slipping back out.

Yi Hyeon, now smiling softly, explained, “You had crumbs on your lips.” “…” Eun Hyun’s face flushed bright red. The spot where his brother’s thumb had touched tingled, and he awkwardly rubbed his lips with the back of his hand. “W-What… Why didn’t you just tell me?” “The soboro bread is delicious.” “You haven’t even touched yours.” “Mine doesn’t taste good.”

“What are you even saying?” At Eun Hyun’s indignant protest, Yi Hyeon chuckled lightly. To Eun Hyun’s relief, his brother now seemed back to his usual self, the earlier tension between them fading like a bad dream.

Yi Hyeon let out a hollow laugh at Eun Hyun’s weak punches. Thankfully, his younger brother seemed to be back to normal; earlier, he had felt a little intimidating. That night, Eun Hyun’s door opened quietly, the soft yellow glow of the living room’s mood lights spilling gently inside.

“Hey, bro?” Even without asking, Yi Hyeon could tell that Eun Hyun was asleep. When his brother slept, he always breathed softly and evenly, like a child. Yet, for Yi Hyeon, entering his brother’s room late at night always brought back a particular memory from his childhood, a scene he had replayed in his mind countless times, holding a pillow in his small arms as he stepped into his brother’s room. ‘Hey, bro?’

‘No, I’m awake. What’s wrong, Yi Hyeon?’

‘I’m scared… I’m so scared I can’t sleep, hyung.’

“Come here, I’ll hug you.” I just wished my brother could melt away my fears, anxieties, and loneliness with his warm body temperature. However, no matter how affectionate the imaginary Eun Hyun was, it couldn’t compare to the real Eun Hyun. Yi Hyeon looked at his brother’s face, lying upright and sleeping peacefully under the blanket, his eyes slightly open. The arched, evenly shaped eyebrows were comfortably relaxed.

The eyes, sharply raised when awake, were now tightly shut, with long, dense eyelashes fanned out.

His slightly parted lips, left defenseless in sleep, gave an impression that was almost too lewd. How sweet it would be if I put my tongue in there. How pretty a moan would come out of that mouth if I put my dick deep inside that asshole. Her lips would spread open and drool would drip like an idiot.

The desire to lie face down on him and commit this crime was boiling over. Yi Hyeon let out a hot breath of excitement and threw off the blanket that covered his brother. His brother looked unbearably cute in his flannel pajama shirt with buttons that were easy to take off.

Yi Hyeon unbuttoned the buttons one by one and pressed his brother’s beautiful cheeks, forehead, bridge of his nose, lips, and his own lips. The feeling of Eun Hyun’s soft lips pressing against his own made him dizzy. Yi Hyeon put Hyung’s lower lip between his lips and ate it sparingly, then ran his tongue over the slightly exposed white front teeth and gums. Soon, Eun Hyun’s soft lips were soaked in Hyun’s saliva and began to glisten lewdly.

“Ha, this is so good.”

Yi Hyeon buried his nose in Eun Hyun’s ear and neck and sniffed her, breathing like an animal. He couldn’t believe how shitty he felt when he smelled Han Jin Seo’s pheromones on his brother as soon as he got home. After inhaling his brother’s body odor

, Lee Hyun rubbed his cheek against Eun Hyun’s soft cheek. His brother’s cheek, whose body temperature had risen from sleeping, was warm. “Brother, I thought I was going to die because I missed you so much.” We had only been apart for two nights. I couldn’t understand how I had endured the past five years.

Maybe I had gone crazy because I hadn’t smelled Jeong Eun hyun properly for five years.

Yi Hyeon, who had unbuttoned all of his pajama shirt buttons, pressed his lips along his brother’s slender neckline and moved down to his chest. The nipples that he had worked hard to tame and caress were now erect at the slightest stimulation, waiting to be licked and sucked more earnestly.

Yi Hyeon licked one of Eun Hyun’s nipples with his tongue and teased the other one with his fingers to make sure it wasn’t hurt. He bit her nipple between his teeth and gently nipped it. Eun Hyun felt it even in her sleep, and she moaned, “Eung,” and furrowed her eyebrows.

“Ah… so cute.” Just looking at his brother’s dirty face, Yi Hyeon felt like he could cum inside his pants without touching anything. He teased his hard nipples and put his empty hands into his brother’s pants. Now, his brother’s penis, which was erected just by stimulating his nipples, was thick and felt good.

Yi Hyeon grabbed the shaft and rubbed it a few times to increase its size, then buried his face in his brother’s crotch and sniffed it. It was a fragrant and ecstatic smell. “Ha, it’s been a while since we went together, okay?”

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