Ja-kyung had been locked in the basement for what seemed like hours. He expected someone to show up at first, but no one did, no matter how long he waited. Ja-kyung became impatient and entered the bathroom, looking around inside. At least there was no CCTV, so he stepped on the bathtub and pushed the ventilation with his hand.
Even when he pushed it with enough strength, it does not budge. He was looking for something to use as a tool in the kitchen when he came across a steak knife and used it to open the gap. However, the screw-on fan was immovable. He eventually gave up and sat on the floor with his head back.
Ah, shit. If Il-hyun was going to imprison him, he should at least give him a cigarette. There was food in the refrigerator, but no cigarettes. In a frustrating situation like this, he will go insane and run wild without it. He didnât even touch the food because he had no idea what was in it.
He went outside the bathroom, opened a bottle of water, drank it, and let out a long sigh. He went back to the elevator and forced the door open. The elevator stopped upstairs. But there was no way to go up. He could have been crushed to death when the elevator came down unintentionally while going up on a rope.
âHey! Director Kang!â
If he shouted loudly, the sound echoes. Il-hyun could definitely hear it, but it was quiet. He shouted louder.
âLet me go! You bastard!â
âYou pervert!â
âCrazy bastard!â
âI hope you get hit by lightning and die!â
âGive me a cigarette! Cigarettes!â
In spite of the evil, he shouted loudly, but all he got was silence. Ah, he was so pissed off. Ja-kyung grabbed the back of his neck and headed for the bedroom. Fuck. Was Il-hyun going to lock him up and raise him? Was he really attempting to preserve him? If it was this person, he was really going to go with it.
Maybe Il-hyun would preserve him, put him in his room, and fuck with him all the time. A trick flashed through Ja-kyungâs mind as he walked briskly down the hallway. He held his forehead and staggering like a sick person, collapsed in the middle of the hallway with his eyes closed and motionless. If Il-hyun was watching, someone would come and check him out sooner or later, thatâs what he was thinking.
***
Il-hyun couldnât help but smile as he sat on his bed, watching the video on TV. Lee Ja-kyung jumped up and down like a freshly caught fish, lay flat on the bed, went into the bathroom, and walked up and down the hallway, never stopping. Being locked up made him go crazy, but his annoyance was transmitted all the way here.
He forced open the elevator door and screamed in front of it, which echoed throughout the house. Il-hyun smiled as he watched it, but suddenly Ja-kyung walked across the hallway and collapsed. Il-hyunâs face stiffened. Ja-kyung lay down and did not move.
After a while, he got a call from Tae-soo.
[Sir. The security team has contacted me. Lee Ja-kyung seems to have collapsed, what should I do?]
Il-hyun looked carefully at the screen and smiled.
âLeave it. It will happen sooner or later.â
He looked at the screen after hanging up the phone. After about 10 minutes, 20 minutes passed, Lee Ja-kyung suddenly stood up and stared at the CCTV. As Ja-kyung raised his middle finger, Il-hyun laughed softly. His acting is really bad.
He then went to bed and lay down after drinking water. Except for bottled water, Lee Ja-kyung did not touch anything in the refrigerator. Tossing and turning on the bed, then curling up and becoming quiet.
He must have fallen asleep this time. For a long time, Il-hyun couldnât take his gaze away from him. He had no idea observing someone could be so fun. Perhaps he should just lock him up for the rest of his life. Ja-kyung had no idea how badly Il-hyun wanted to touch him as he put him to sleep and changed his clothes. He struggled to control his desire to suck, fuck, and kiss.
So he nibbled on Ja-kyungâs nipples a little. Ja-kyung would be irritated if he found out. He thought he would have to think a little bit about what to do with Lee Ja-kyung in the future. Il-hyun muttered to himself as if he was talking to Ja-kyung in the video.
âGood night.â
Click, the screen went off, and Il-hyun lay down on the bed as well. He closed his eyes, but it appeared that he wouldnât be able to sleep easily that night.
***
âStill?â
âYes. He didnât even touch the water today.â
After work, he heard that Lee Ja-kyung hadnât eaten anything today. It was already the fourth day. He made a fuss and screamed at Il-hyun to take him out on the first day, but from the second day on, he lay on the bed and didnât move. He still drank water until yesterday, but now he doesnât drink any at all.
Il-hyun, who was loosening his tie, used the remote control to turn on the TV and change the channel. The bedroom where Lee Ja-kyung is staying appeared. As Tae-soo stated, he lay in a sleeping position on the bed and did not move. That was definitely the same in the morning.
âAsk the house chef to prepare food.â
âAre you going down yourself?â
âYes.â
âIâll follow you.â
âItâs okay. Just prepare the food.â
Yes. After Tae-soo left, Il-hyun looked at Lee Ja-kyung on the screen and went out. The house chef placed the dinner preparations on a tray, Il-hyun took it to the elevator and went downstairs. The sound of footsteps echoed down the empty hallway.
Everything in the house had been moved elsewhere after the accident a year ago, so the basement was empty. Lee Ja-kyung would have been less bored if the shooting range had been preserved. But if he had, he would have fired the gun into the ceiling.
He went into the farthest bedroom and see Lee Ja-kyung lying on the bed with his back turned. He didnât budge at the sound of footsteps, so he put the food on the table next to the bed and sat still while looking at his back.
âDo you want a cigarette?â
He turned his body to lie down in response to the voice. He looked like he was just woken up. It was cute how his hair was messed up from rolling around on the bed. Il-hyun reached into his pocket for a cigarette case, but Ja-kyung shook his head slightly.
âNo. Give me a hug. I havenât seen you in a while.â
Il-hyun raised one of his brows crookedly. Ja-kyung wanted to hug him with a sleepy, dreamy expression. He couldnât help but stare at him for some reason. He went up to the bed with the idea of just being fooled and gave himself up to him.
Ja-kyung first hugged his neck, and their lips met in an instant. Il-hyunâs eyes widened slightly. He inserted his tongue between their overlapping lips. His lower body became hot. Il-hyun reached into Ja-kyungâs shirt and rubbed his chest. Then untied his tie.
Ja-kyung quickly pulled away, wrapped the tie around Il-hyunâs neck, rolled over to the other side of the bed, and strangled him. Il-hyun, who was unknowingly strangled, groaned. The pain of strangulation caused the blood vessels on his temples and neck to bulge.
Lee Ja-kyung held Il-hyunâs hand with his body, so there was no gap. He turned around and rolled his body toward Lee Ja-kyung and fell down the bed together. The impact of the fall loosened the tie that had been strangling him for a brief moment, and Il-hyun pulled it hard to separate it from his neck.
Lee Ja-kyung jumped up, stepped back, and turned his head left and right. Il-hyun laughed as he rubbed his neck with his hand, where the tie was wrapped just a moment ago.
âWas that just a beauty trap?â
âShut up.â
âDonât do it anywhere else. Just use it on me.â
Ja-kyung rushed right in. Il-hyun dodged his flying fist and attempted to strike him with his knee.As soon as he stopped and avoided it, Ja-kyung wrapped Kang Il-hyunâs arm around his tie and bent it backward. Then Il-hyun kicked Ja-kyungâs knee and untied the tie that was wrapped around his wrist.
The limbs that had become entangled in each other unraveled, and the gap grew wider. Ja-kyung limped on his kicked leg and wrapped the tie around his right hand. After hitting and blocking again, Ja-kyungâs fist quickly landed on Il-hyunâs chin.
Pak. Il-hyunâs face hardened violently as he turned around. His tongue tasted like blood as he ran it through his mouth. Chik. He spat on the floor, and blood mixed with it spilled out. He stared at Ja-kyung in front of him, but Ja-kyung wiggled his fingers and laughed.
Il-hyun gritted his teeth and laughed at the same time.
âHoney, are you really going to do this?â
Ja-kyung didnât even listen before rushing in and kicking him. Il-hyun, who had dodged quickly, grabbed Ja-kyungâs foot, wrapped his leg around his side, and wrapped it around his shoulder at the same time. Ja-kyung, who floated up in the air in an instant, hit Kang Il-hyunâs back with his fist.
Pak, pak, Il-hyun didnât budge and then threw Ja-kyung on the table. The table was smashed, and the body was thrown to the floor. Ja-kyung staggered up, took a steak knife and fork from the kitchen, held them in both hands, and swung them around in an attacking stance.
Il-hyun untied his shirt sleeves and walked away, exhaling deeply.
âStop it. I think Iâm going to get really angry.â
âIâm the one whoâs going to be angry. Our deals are already over.â
âWho gave you the right to end it. You broke your promise. Did I ask you to shoot me in the leg?â
âYou said youâll kill me first. Did you think I didnât know?â
Il-hyun made a hurt expression.
âI didnât really mean to kill you.â
Ja-kyung was astounded. Does that mean that nothing happened then?
âSo you want to kill me now?â
Il-hyun relaxed his hand and sighed when he saw his fierce expression.
âIf I had intended to kill you, I would have killed you as soon as I found you. So are your brothers.â
Ja-kyung kept his mouth shut. Thatâs right. Even after lying in bed and thinking about it for a few days, it didnât seem like Kang Il-hyun had brought him here to kill him. Not even preserved. If so, what was it for?
Il-hyunâs eyes darkened slightly.
âSometimes I think of you.â
ââŚâ
âActually, often. You wonât believe this anyway.â
In the atmosphere as if he were confessing his love, Ja-kyung made an impression with a disgusted expression. Il-hyun then gave a sly smile.
âThat, are you happy?â
Ja-kyung lost his temper.
âShut up and tell me the real reason.â
He had one thing in mind, but he didnât want to admit it. But through his words, he found out that his thought was true. Il-hyun soon hid his laughter and talked about the main topic.
âI want you to take on a new job. Of course, youâll have to make the decision.â
He knew it. Ja-kyung kept his mouth shut and just stared at him. Il-hyunâs phone rang as if he had been waiting for it. He finished a brief phone call with someone and looked at Ja-kyung.
âLetâs go.â
âWhere?â
Forgetting the scuffle a while ago, he smiled. There were clear bruises on his face.