Good Night, Brother! - Chapter 6.3

A strained gasp escaped Yi Hyeon just as he realized something pressing against his back. Eunhyun’s arousal, already hard, was shamelessly rubbing against the base of his spine, accompanied by breathy moans.

“Mm… ah!”

The movements, so suggestive and unrestrained, left Yi Hyeon momentarily breathless.

What the hell is this guy doing? Why is he so hot?

Thankfully, the streets were empty. If even a parked police car had been nearby, they would surely have been hauled in for public indecency.

“Wow, Hyung, seriously? On the street?”

Yi Hyeon swiftly bent down, grabbing his jacket and draping it over Eunhyun to cover him. However, Eunhyun showed no intention of stopping. He continued to press himself against Yi Hyeon’s body, now planting soft, open-mouthed kisses on the back of his neck. Wherever his lips touched, Yi Hyeon felt a wave of warmth that seemed to linger.

Unable to control his rising excitement, Eunhyun buried his feverish forehead against Yi Hyeon’s back, whining softly.

“Mm… it smells so good. I thought I’d die not being able to smell it.”

God, this guy is going to drive me insane.

Jeong Eunhyun had a knack for driving Jeong Yi Hyeon utterly mad.

The keypad on the front door beeped insistently as Yi Hyeon impatiently jabbed at the wrong combination. He cursed under his breath, his agitated fingers finally entering the correct code. The door unlocked with a click, and Yi Hyeon wasted no time stepping inside, kicking it shut behind him.

The moment Eunhyun’s feet touched the floor, Yi Hyeon pinned him against the door, crashing their lips together.

Everywhere they connected soft lips, slick tongues, the faint taste of alcohol was overwhelming. And then there was the pheromone Eunhyun’s, intoxicating and sweet, enveloping them both. It filled Yi Hyeon’s senses completely, leaving him lightheaded.

This was the first time Eunhyun hadn’t resisted him. For once, he surrendered to the kiss, his eyes fluttering closed as he tilted his head to meet Yi Hyeon’s lips more fully. He was so obedient, so utterly beautiful in that moment, that Yi Hyeon felt as if his heart would burst.

Eunhyun’s arms looped around Yi Hyeon’s neck as he eagerly returned the kiss, his lips parting to allow Yi Hyeon deeper access. The intensity of Eunhyun’s response only spurred Yi Hyeon further. He cupped Eunhyun’s face with both hands, devouring him until his lips were swollen and red. Pulling gently at his lower lip with his teeth, Yi Hyeon was rewarded with a soft, needy moan that reverberated deep in his throat.

When their lips finally separated, both gasping for breath, a thin string of saliva stretched between them before breaking. Yi Hyeon stared at Eunhyun through half-lidded eyes, his chest heaving as he tried to steady himself.

“Hyung,” he murmured, his voice hoarse and heavy with longing.

“Haa, haa…” Eunhyun’s lashes fluttered as he slowly opened his eyes, his vision clearing just enough to make out Yi Hyeon’s face. His expression shifted instantly.

“What the hell, Yi Hyeon?! This is ugh, you’re so annoying!”

Yi Hyeon blinked in disbelief.

Seriously?

Wasn’t this the same Eunhyun who had clung to him moments ago, moaning and kissing him like his life depended on it? The sudden shift in tone left Yi Hyeon completely bewildered.

“Why are you annoyed all of a sudden?”

“I don’t know, everything is annoying! You’re the most annoying!”

“What?! How am I annoying?!”

“You just, you just are!” Eunhyun twisted his wrists, trying to free himself from Yi Hyeon’s grip, but Yi Hyeon only tightened his hold.

“What’s so annoying, huh? You live however you want, doing whatever you please, but I’m the annoying one?”

“I do not! I don’t live however I want, what are you even talking about?”

“You play with my feelings like they’re nothing.”

Yi Hyeon’s voice dropped, quieter but no less intense.

“I gave you space, just like you wanted. I stayed away. So what’s your problem now?”

Eunhyun fell silent, his face contorted with frustration. Finally, he muttered, his voice small and trembling, “I… I saw it all. Everything.”

“Saw what?” Yi Hyeon pressed.

“You! You’re fine without me. You’re doing just fine.”

His voice cracked, and he looked away.

“What are you even talking about? I can’t even function without you.”

“You were out there laughing with some girl smiling like an idiot,” Eunhyun’s tone became accusatory, his words slurring slightly.

Yi Hyeon’s frown deepened. Realization dawned on him.

“That? You’re talking about that girl from earlier? She asked me a question, and I answered. That’s all.”

“You let her touch you,” Eunhyun snapped. “I saw it. She laughed, and she hit your arm, and you smiled! I saw it all.”

Yi Hyeon sighed, piecing everything together. Eunhyun had been there earlier, watching. The thought filled him with a mix of frustration and something softer, deeper.

“Hyung!” Yi Hyeon’s voice softened. “Are you jealous?”

Eunhyun hiccuped, startled by his own involuntary reaction. His eyes widened like a startled rabbit, and his cheeks flushed. He scowled fiercely to mask his embarrassment.

“Jealous?! Are you crazy?! Why would I ever be jealous of you?”

His words said one thing, but his reddened face and the way he refused to meet Yi Hyeon’s eyes told an entirely different story.

Eunhyun trembled, shaking his head as Yi Hyeon’s low, teasing voice resonated in his ears, accompanied by the deliberate touch of his hand.

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