Chapter 41: The Rules of Creation
’The divine power skips a generation.’
’So a parent and child of the Yoon family never have good relationship.’
’It’s like asking water to mix with oil.’
’The two simply does not belong to the same sort.’
Nitwit would often say that to console Sarang whenever she said that she missed their mom.
She wondered if their mom left them because she hated them.
Nitwit took their mother leaving not as much hard as Sarang took.
"Maybe he was just a cold emotionless bitch," Oh Ryujin said as he pushed Jihwan on the back seat of the car.
"What kind of fucked up story is that?" Jihwan asked while pushing Ryujin away with all his might.
"Right? To an outsider, it doesn’t make any sense. But my friend, Yoon Sarang, lived such a life," Oh Ryujin chuckled. "Don’t you pity her?"
"I don’t think this friend of yours is real," Jihwan tried opening the other side door of the car. "If anything, maybe you’re just losing it and it’s all a figment of your imagination."
Jihwan was caught right before his hand touched the handle.
"Oh! She’s very real. If you’re lucky, you might get to meet her someday," Ryujin locked the door with a wicked smile as he pressed down on Jihwan.
"The nerve of you to talk about another woman while grinding on top of me. What the fuck are you even doing here? Didn’t you let me go?"
Jihwan planked up his arms to resist direct contact with Ryujin.
"If I said I missed you, would you believe me?" Ryujin pressed down his face against the planked hands, puckering out his lips as if going for a kiss.
Jihwan looked ready to bite off those lips.
"Missed what? Assaulting me?"
"Yeah, that too. But I would say I don’t feel much motivation without you around."
"I’d say you’re plenty motivated seeing how you showed up even in front of Yeon Doha’s place."
"Oh, he lives here? I was wondering what you were doing here in this neighborhood. We’re dropping off your boss on his date?"
"I don’t have any obligation to tell you."
"Didn’t you feel jealous? What do you think they’re doing up there right now?"
"How do you even know he lives on upper floors? Talk about acting ignorant."
"You bet, are they kissing or....?"
Oh Ryujin gave a devious smile as Jihwan blushed imagining what he implied.
"Shut up! And leave! What if the director comes down?!"
Suddenly a ring came on the phone.
It was blinking ’Director Jang’ all over the screen.
"Let me pick it up."
"Oh come on! Just ignore it for once!"
"Move or I’m kicking you in the balls. I don’t give a fuck about your family jewels."
"... "
*shuffle
Oh Ryujin quietly sat down properly on the seat. Looking out the window and pouting.
Jihwan stared at him for a little bit before picking up the call.
"Yes, sir."
(...)
"Sure. I’ll take it up right now."
(...)
"Yes."
Jihwan then fished out a laptop from the storage unit in the back seat. He held it in his hands and took another look at Ryujin.
The pout was even poutier now.
"The weather’s going bad, you might want to go back," he said before leaving.
Jihwan went up to the apartment door and rang the ball. Yeon Doha came out to take the laptop.
The pheromones inside were all pink and .... well, Jihwan flushed a little.
What in the world are they doing inside?
Doha was very worried to see him and asked if he was okay now. This confused Jihwan.
Because he was never sick.
Didn’t Oh Ryujin took a paid leave for him?
But seeing how Doha was asking him about his serious cold (?), Jihwan came to a ridiculous conclusion.
Oh Ryujin had used Cha Jihwan’s precious nine sick leaves out of the only twelve he had.
"Haa..." Jihwan almost let out his anger in front of Doha.
But he quickly made his retreat to the car. He was going to give Oh Ryujin one hell of a beating.
Long gone were the times when Cha Jihwan was afraid of Oh Ryujin. Now he just saw him as a coward and a bratty vampire.
A goddamn mosquito!!
Jihwan had actually started liking the guy as he spent time with him in the penthouse. And everything was going wonderfully well that night when they went to stargaze.
The carrying him up, the stars, the conversation, the kiss and the dance, everything was perfect.
Jihwan had started hoping and wondering how it would be to actually love someone like Oh Ryujin. And how it would be to be loved by someone like him.
And then came the confession hidden within that ridiculous song.
He never asked him to sing along. Things would have gone all right if they just danced. But Ryujin just had to make it awkward by taking the stupid lyrics seriously and using them to confess.
And then what? That coward didn’t even own up to his confession and just ran away.
He didn’t even came into Jihwan’s room that night.
Hell! He even took the novel laptop with him! So Jihwan couldn’t even read ahead the novel he was so curious about.
And so, after a night of frustration and waiting, Jihwan decided to leave.
Ryujin looked like he expected it. What a fucking asshole! He didn’t even bother making an excuse to stop him.
Jihwan reached the car. It was empty inside.
He got in and suddenly thunder flashed and the sound followed. And Jihwan saw it.
Oh Ryujin sitting under the seats as if hiding to jumpscare Jihwan.
He wasn’t successful though. Because he was sitting under in front of the passenger seat and Jihwan got in the driver’s seat.
So Jihwan just witnessed the president of Luminesce Pharmaceuticals make a fool of himself while crouching on the floor of a car with his large boy stuffed like a overfilled trash can.
Jihwan couldn’t stop himself from bursting into laughter. And Ryujin? Well he seemed pissed.
Jihwan didn’t notice when Ryujin pulled the reclining level of his seat and laid him flat facing up the car roof.
"Finding it quite funny huh?" Ryujin said as he climbed on top of Jihwan.
"Hey! Get off of me!" Jihwan protested but Ryujin just released his bloody pheromones making him go limp.
He then started unbuckling Jihwan’s belt and pants.
"What...are you doing...?" Jihwan almost moaned as Ryujin’s hands ran over his underwear.
And with a yank, he pulled down the underwear and revealed Cha Jihwan’s family sword.
"You’re.... pink down here," Ryujin commented holding and observing the member like it was toy in a kid’s hand. "How pretty."
"Wait....!" Jihwan was overwhelmed with the pheromones and the sudden stimulation.
And suddenly, Ryujin leaned down and .... lick.
*ring
*ring
*ring
Jihwan’s phone rang again.
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