The day passed. The next day, without fail, Yi-an faced the gukbap again. Without even needing to check, it was the same tray, the same spoon, and the same bowl of soup. He had been throwing up all day yesterday… It was to the point where he wondered if forcing him to vomit until he was exhausted like this was a new form of torture.
“Ugh… I really can’t eat this…”
On top of that… it was hot. The scorching heat had raged for the past few days, making his whole body feel stifled. Perhaps because the room had no windows, sweat dripped down just from lying down. Every time he went to the bathroom, he washed off the profuse sweat covering his entire body, but as soon as he turned around, he was soaked again.
A drop of sweat trickled down the hollow of the collarbone. With a soft trickle, the drop made a smooth path down to the nipple, which had swollen from the constant stimulation of the past few days. With a soft drop, the water drop dangling from the tip of the prominent nipple finally fell downwards, creating a small noise.
“Ah……!”
The nipple, instantly glistening with a glossy sheen, was plump and spread out in a circular shape. As Yi-an wiped the sweat away with his thumb, it sank in softly, hiding its head as if it were an inverted nipple. Then, it quickly popped back out, proudly displaying a firm, erect bump. Soon, the soft breast flesh surrounding the nipple swayed along with it.
“Heuut…”
It was strange. He had never felt this way when touching his chest before. Touching his nipples was nothing special to Yi-an, especially since he had put bandages on them every day to cover his unusually large nipples.
Even though the flesh of his protruding breasts would get pressed down when he mechanically applied the bandage… never before had a strange moan escaped from him as they were squished into a soft lump or sprung back out like this. His hips kept trembling with a subtle pleasure, and he felt strange.
Could he have been mistaken? Yi-an instinctively reached to press his nipple again, but flinched and shook his head. With white fluid coming out of his chest, what did that strange sensation matter…?
Yi-an gently bit and released his lip, glaring silently at the bowl of soup placed at his feet. The single bowl of food assigned to him had to go down his throat completely. Only then would he be able to throw it up or drink tap water.
“…….”
In the end, he had no choice but to force myself to empty his bowl. Once he handed out the empty bowl and tray, he intended to beg the person taking over to let me go to the restroom. They didn’t really care whether he vomited or washed up inside, as long as it didn’t take too long. After all, it was a space without a single window.
It was when Yi-an was staring at the empty bowl, lost in thought. How many people could there be? Thump, thump. The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs echoed beyond the wall.
“So, did he go all the way down to Daejeon?”
“That’s what I heard. But even so, it’s still within the palm of his hand. They’ll all be gone in a day or two.”
“Hmph… They’re asking for a beating.”
“They’re fighting tooth and nail because if they get caught, they’re as good as dead. Anyway, we just need to do our job well until Hyung-nim returns. That place is practically finished cleaning up, so we should just get ready to clean the new zone.”
Yi-an held his breath and listened to the conversation outside. Of course, he did not get up and approach the door as he had done on the first day. He merely kept his senses heightened.
“What about… ‘that’?”
“Ah. That one? We need to make sure he eats. He told us not to let him go hungry. Kim Young-do, are you feeding him well?”
“‘That thing’… … .” Yi-an quietly bit the inside of his mouth at the word that was clearly referring to himself.
“Haa… Of course. Just as he requested, I am buying fresh meals for every meal. I am truly a saint.”
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