Bring It On! - Chapter 26

Chapter 26.

I was shocked by the raw, explicit sight. Why, of all things, was he doing something like that with my clothes? I had no idea where the pictorial book Suho had picked up had gone. But there was something stranger than Jay’s private act. It was my own feelings as I secretly watched him.

Despite seeing him continue to pleasure himself with my clothes, I wasn’t embarrassed or disgusted. Instead, my face just turned bright red. I forgot how to breathe, lost in a daze for a moment.

“Haa, kurgh…”

His muscular back and chest glistened with sweat. Jay buried his nose in my clothes, inhaling deeply, and sometimes, as if the sensation was too much, he’d close his eyes and throw his head back. The way his prominent Adam’s apple moved up and down was obscene. 

He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn’t notice me watching him so openly.

I gasped, holding my breath. I knew it wasn’t polite to watch someone’s private sexual life, but it was as if my legs were frozen. I couldn’t tear myself away. 

Besides, if I took a single wrong step, the sound of a twig snapping might make him turn around. There was no worse situation than that.

“Haa, Sun Woori… ugh!”

My shoulders involuntarily flinched when his husky voice uttered my name. I had a hunch, but it was true. He was doing this while fantasizing about me. After we kissed that day, he treated me no differently than usual, so I thought nothing of it… but in reality, he’d been satisfying his urges behind my back?

It did seem strange that he suddenly went to wash up in the creek when the cleanup wasn’t even finished. In truth, washing wasn’t his goal. He was going there to relieve his sexual urges. 

But why so suddenly? I hadn’t had a long conversation with Jay. No matter how many times I replayed the few words we exchanged, I couldn’t find a single clue.

“Kugh, mhm… Hoo.”

At that moment, his face contorted as he reached a certain point. His slightly wrinkled nose and the tense line of his jaw were sensual. His engorged member dripped with pre-cum, and a moment later, a mouthful of curses and a thick stream of white semen erupted onto my clothes. 

His penis couldn’t stop its release, as if it had suffered from a long-standing sexual frustration. His body began to tremble, consumed by the sensation of climax.

Even after a long release, his erection showed no signs of subsiding. He rubbed his cock on my clothes, as if savoring the afterglow. It was only after he finished that my mind began to return to normal. Startled, I cautiously backed away. 

Snap. That’s when it happened. A single twig I had misstepped on broke. Jay flinched and turned his head toward the sound.

I’m screwed.

“…Sun Woori.”

“…”

Our eyes met. His eyes, hazy with excitement, were moist. In the feverish glow, I saw undeniable embarrassment. I held up both hands in a gesture of confession.

“I-I didn’t see anything.”

“…”

“Really.”

Starting from his thick neck, Jay’s face began to turn red. He blinked once, then let out a short sigh and dropped his head.

“What?”

“I mean, that you…”

The truth was, I was so flustered that my immediate declaration of “I didn’t see anything” was a mistake. I tried to think of an excuse, but in the end, I just lowered my hands, which had been raised pointlessly in the air.

“…Can’t we just pretend I didn’t see it?”

Jay rubbed the back of his neck with one hand and then looked up. In his eyes, I could almost hear him say, “You really think that’s possible?”

“Yeah. No, I guess not.”

“Why did you come here?”

I held out Jay’s clothes, which I was carrying.

“To give these to you.”

Jay’s gaze reflexively fell to the clothes he was holding. The clothes were so small that it looked like he couldn’t even fit one arm in them, and it was obvious to anyone that they weren’t his size. 

What’s more, since it was a black t-shirt, a long, milky-white streak stood out against it. The contrast of colors was so vivid that I couldn’t even pretend I hadn’t seen it.

It was too late to feign ignorance of what Jay had done. I coughed awkwardly.

“I never imagined you’d do something so perverted.”

“I was backed up. You know how it is. You have to relieve yourself sometimes. I’m sorry for doing weird things with your clothes, but thinking about it 24/7… Um. Anyway, I’m not a pervert.”

“The most important part wasn’t mentioned, you know.”

“I wasn’t always like this, but suddenly…”

Jay stopped talking mid-sentence and ran a hand through his hair in frustration. I stared at his flushed cheeks and his helpless expression with narrowed eyes.

“What is it all of a sudden?”

“…I think… you might’ve been my first.”

“…….”

Jay started to confess like he was letting something heavy out of his chest.

“It’s just…. Ugh… don’t take this the wrong way.”

He bit his lower lip, watching my expression nervously. His breath betrayed his anxiety.

“I keep thinking about your lips.”

“…What?”

“It’s just… I know it was probably a joke for you. I really tried not to make a big deal out of it like some idiot. My head tells me not to, but my body won’t listen. It’s out of my control. I can’t stop it.”

“Jay.”

“I know I sound like a crazy bastard. Getting an erection in a situation where we could die today or tomorrow? That’s not normal.”

Jay poured out his words in a rush, rambling with self-deprecating and miserable lines every time he opened his mouth. Before I could even say anything, he was already beating himself up, figuratively, like he’d committed some kind of unforgivable crime.

I thought I was the only one stressing over that impulsive kiss, but I was completely wrong. He was even more affected than I was.

Jay couldn’t stay still. He kept gripping and releasing the fabric of my clothes so tightly the veins on the back of his hand stood out. He hung his head, exhaled deeply, and glanced up just with his eyes to check my expression. His face, flushed with shame, was quite a sight.

After torturing himself in silence for a long while, he finally spoke.

“Tonight… no, for a while… I’ll sleep outside.”

“What are you talking about? Where are you even going to sleep?”

“You don’t have to force yourself to accept someone like me.”

“Don’t go jumping to conclusions.”

“You don’t know this, but these days when I get up early… it’s actually to go wash my underwear in the stream.”

“…….”

“I’ve been having disgusting wet dreams and leaking god knows what all over the place. Can you really sleep next to someone like that?”

I hadn’t thought much of it, but hearing him say it out loud like that actually did make it sound kind of gross. Still, that wasn’t a reason to kick him out.

“I mean, it’s fine. It’s just a bodily function, right?”

“…I’m the one who’s not fine.”

“I’ll try to understand.”

“Don’t force yourself. That just makes it worse.”

“Why do you keep saying it’s forced? I just got a little flustered, that’s all.”

He looked like he was about to pack his things and leave right then and there. I was the one involved, and I was saying I didn’t care. So why was he making such a fuss on his own? Jay clung to my clothes, now stained with white residue, his expression tortured, continuing to spit out more self-loathing. All I could do was repeat that it was fine.

It was an argument, but not quite one. It was something closer to a stubborn tug-of-war. The circular conversation just kept going, looping back again and again, and I started to feel less baffled and more annoyed.

“No. I should go after all.”

“I said you don’t have to! I said it’s fine!”

“What’s fine, exactly?”

“You jerking off thinking about me, your wet dreams, that kiss!”

“…….”

I blurted everything out in a burst of frustration. My voice echoed off the mountain somewhere and came bouncing back. Once the ringing faded, an awkward silence fell.

…What the hell did I just say?

Only after everything went quiet did I realize what I had let slip out without thinking. It was too late to take it back. Jay’s expression was gone. It was now completely blank. 

Just a few seconds ago, he’d been berating himself like he was some hopeless pervert… Did he now think there was an even worse pervert standing right in front of him?

Trying to make an excuse, I said, “No, I mean—”

“Are you really okay with it?”

“…Yeah. I mean, it’s weird, but yeah.”

Then, a large hand suddenly cupped my chin and cheek all at once. He turned my face this way and that, his calm eyes lingering intently at the corner of my lips.

“What are you doing?”