The Country Life Diary of a Gangster's Secretary-Chapter 115

"Thank you for having me…"

Previously, Hyesung had visited as a secretary, but now, this was his first visit as Lee Hyuk's lover. It might not have seemed like a big deal, but the emotions felt completely different depending on how he perceived the significance of the visit.

The interior of the house didn't seem to have changed much from what he remembered. Given Lee Hyuk's personality, it wasn’t surprising—he wasn’t one to care much about design, so the space was clean and soft, with a predominantly white tone.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"No, I’m fine. I’m still full."

"Ah, okay."

Strangely, despite it being his own home, Lee Hyuk seemed a bit awkward. He approached the sofa and slowly sat down next to Hyesung.

"Ahjussi."

"Yes?"

"That excuse about being tired—was that just an excuse?"

"…"

Lee Hyuk instantly fell silent. It seemed he wasn’t very good at lying after all.

Hyesung hadn't noticed it at first, but during the car ride, he realized that what Lee Hyuk had said earlier didn’t quite add up. However, Hyesung also wanted to visit Lee Hyuk’s home.

"Why did you bring me to your house? Don’t tell me…"

Hyesung narrowed his eyes and slightly lifted himself off the seat.

"No, Hyesung, please don’t look at me like I’m some kind of pervert. That hurts."

Come to think of it, if Lee Hyuk really had such impure intentions, he could have easily done whatever he wanted at Hyesung's place, as he had done before. Seeing that Hyesung seemed to understand, he let down his guard.

"It’s just that… I realized I’ve never properly invited you to my house in the six years we’ve worked together. Do you mind?"

Hyesung shook his head.

"Of course not. I’ve wanted to visit your house, Ahjussi."

As Lee Hyuk reached out to take Hyesung's hand, Hyesung suddenly stood up.

"Then, may I shower first?"

"What? What did you say?"

Lee Hyuk's eyes widened in surprise. Was Hyesung being this proactive? He began to think that bringing Hyesung here was a good decision after all.

"I need to shower before going to bed."

"Ah, right."

With a slightly disappointed look, Lee Hyuk personally escorted Hyesung to the bathroom. He kindly explained where the towels were, how to use the shampoo, and everything else.

"Ahjussi, I don’t have any comfortable clothes. Could you lend me something?"

"Sure. I’ll leave something for you. Just wear that."

"Thank you."

The door closed, and the bathroom became quiet. Hyesung stared blankly at the closed door for a moment before sinking down to the floor.

"Ha… Ahjussi’s scent is so strong…"

The sense of Lee Hyuk's presence, his scent, and his pheromones permeating throughout the house were almost overwhelming. Hyesung had barely managed to keep a straight face, but he feared that if he faced Lee Hyuk any longer, his face might turn as red as a burning sweet potato.

"Hyesung, I’ve left the clothes outside. Take your time and come out when you’re ready."

The rustling sounds outside the door were followed by Lee Hyuk's voice. Startled, Hyesung snapped out of his thoughts and began to shower.

While Hyesung was showering, Lee Hyuk also took a shower in the upstairs bathroom. He changed into comfortable clothes and returned downstairs, where the sound of running water could still be heard. Hyesung was apparently still in the shower. Did he always take this long to shower?

Imagining what Hyesung might be doing made his heart race.

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"Ah, this is driving me crazy. Why can’t I calm down?"

Inviting Hyesung over was an impulsive decision, but it was something Lee Hyuk had wanted to do at least once. Even though they had worked together for many years, Lee Hyuk had never invited Hyesung into his most private space, and it had always weighed on his mind.

As Lee Hyuk sat on the sofa, the faint scent of Hyesung's pheromones lingered in the air.

His leg began to bounce nervously, and soon he found himself biting his nails.

No, he hadn’t brought Hyesung here with any impure intentions. His motives were pure, driven by a desire to share more intimate, romantic moments, like inviting each other to their homes. That’s all it was.

Besides, what would Hyesung think if he brought him home and immediately jumped on him? Lately, Lee Hyuk had already been pushing things too far at night, and Hyesung had scolded him for it. If he wasn’t careful, Hyesung might start to see him as nothing more than a perverted old man. That couldn’t happen.

Lee Hyuk took deep breaths, trying to suppress the unruly desires that kept bubbling up.

At that moment, the water stopped. The sound of the bathroom door opening reached Lee Hyuk's ears, and he sprang up from the sofa like a spring.

"Hyesung, are you done? Then—"

Lee Hyuk stopped in his tracks as he reached the bathroom door.

"Ahjussi, your clothes are way too big."

The clothes Lee Hyuk had lent Hyesung were the smallest he had, a white short-sleeve t-shirt and gray sweatpants that even he couldn’t wear because they were too small for him. Of course, he knew they would still be a bit big on Hyesung.

But he hadn’t expected Hyesung to look so adorable with the oversized shirt slipping off his shoulders, revealing patches of his bare skin, and the pants dragging on the floor.

"Ah."

Lee Hyuk put his hand to his forehead. He had made a mistake. This was practically like digging his own grave. While his intentions in bringing Hyesung home were pure and beautiful, he hadn’t anticipated how much this would test his self-control.

If he had known this would be such a trial of patience, he might have just stayed quietly at home.

"Ahjussi? Why are you just standing there?"

"Huh? Oh, it’s nothing. Hyesung, let’s go to bed now."

"So soon?"

"Yes. Come here, I’ll dry your hair."

Lee Hyuk took Hyesung to the bedroom. The only way to resolve this situation was to physically block his vision and just go to sleep. He sat Hyesung down on the bed, grabbed a towel, and gently dried his hair.

Meanwhile, Hyesung was fidgeting with something. When Lee Hyuk glanced down, he saw Hyesung lifting the collar of the t-shirt to sniff it.

"…Ahjussi's scent."

The softly muttered words hit Lee Hyuk like a bomb, freezing his brain.

Lee Hyuk tossed the towel aside. Startled, Hyesung looked up just as Lee Hyuk stomped over to turn off the lights.

"Let’s just go to sleep. It’s late."

"It’s not really that late…"

Lee Hyuk, pretending not to hear the quiet protest, forced a cheerful smile as he pulled Hyesung into his arms and lay down. He planted a light kiss on the top of Hyesung’s head, wishing him good night. Silence settled over the room.

Lee Hyuk, meanwhile, was desperately counting sheep and singing the national anthem in his head, doing everything he could to fall asleep. But he could feel Hyesung fidgeting in his arms, shifting restlessly. Every time he moved, the scent of the same shampoo Lee Hyuk used wafted into the air.

"Hyesung, stop squirming and go to sleep."

The more Hyesung moved, the harder Lee Hyuk had to bite down on the inside of his cheek to endure it.

"Why?"

But instead of calming down, Hyesung asked the question casually.

"What?"

Lee Hyuk opened his eyes and looked down to find Hyesung staring up at him with wide, innocent eyes. It was a face that could give anyone heart trouble.

"Why are you trying to sleep so early? Are you tired, Ahjussi?"

Lee Hyuk swallowed hard. That question was surely just an innocent inquiry. It was just after 9 p.m. Hyesung was probably just wondering why they were going to bed so early.

"You have to go to work tomorrow, Ahjussi."

"…"

Hyesung seemed to accept the explanation and fell quiet. Just as Lee Hyuk was about to close his eyes again, he heard Hyesung mumbling something below him.

"…I just showered…"

"Huh? What did you say?"

The soft scent of soap brushed past Lee Hyuk’s nose. His body was the first to react.

"Ahjussi."

Lee Hyuk swallowed again. The still slightly damp hair, the fair skin peeking out from under the oversized clothes, the beautiful face visible even in the dark, and the increasingly strong pheromones—Lee Hyuk’s rationality was hanging by a thread.

Then, Hyesung suddenly moved closer and gave him a brief kiss. Lee Hyuk’s eyes widened in shock.

"I washed really thoroughly. Every nook and cranny."

Hyesung whispered into Lee Hyuk’s ear, his breath tickling him all over. At that moment, the thin thread of reason that Lee Hyuk had been clinging to snapped, and all his self-restraint crumbled away.