Chapter 6
Mookyul had meant to be good, really he had. When he had kissed his little fox he had meant only to comfort, not to seduce. Nevertheless, the embrace, not to mention the thought of Ewon naked in the shower, lit the easily stirred fire in his belly. After all, it had been nearly a whole day. Besides, surely Ewon could benefit with the distraction. It didn't take long until he'd reasoned with himself and was creeping down the corridor to the bathroom.
Ewon didn't hear the bathroom door open or someone undressing over the sound of the water and his own thoughts, so when the shower door was opened and a pair of arms slid around his waist, he couldn't help but jump. The only thing which stopped him yelling in surprise was Mookyul's hand which was placed swiftly over his mouth.
"Relax," Mookyul purred in his ear, "it's just me. I thought you could use some cheering up."
Mookyul's hand moved from Ewon's mouth to slide down one side of his neck as he pressed his lips to the other, gently nipping and biting from his jawbone down to his collarbone.
For a moment Ewon's mind went completely blank, lost in the sensation of Mookyul's naked body against him, his mouth on his neck. However, it didn't take reality long to kick in.
"No, Mookyul, wait," he gasped as Mookyul's hands began to wander lower, "my sister and…"
"They don't have to know," Mookyul murmured, "come on, you're half hard already."
Ewon bit his lip but couldn't quite suppress the moan as Mookyul's hand began to caress him. But the sudden horrifying image of his someone walking in from the next room flashed across his mind. He panicked; it was the only way he could explain what he said next.
"Please Mookyul, stop, I'll do anything."
Mookyul froze instantly. "Anything?" he purred slyly.
Ewon regretted the words the instant they'd left his mouth. No one in their right mind would give Mookyul an open promise like that. But he was still panicky, and could only see one fast way out of the solution.
"Yes, anything. But later, once everyone's left and not when I'm supposed to be at colleague," he sighed, the words tasting bitter on the way out.
"Do you promise?" Mookyul asked, still frozen. He wasn't so happy about the time restraints, but oh the things he could do with the promise of anything…
There was a brief pause as Ewon desperately tried to find a last second way out of this. But he couldn't find one. "…yes."
Mookyul gave a smile which was in Ewon's opinion pure evil before unwinding his arms from Ewon and stepping out the shower.
"I'll hold you to that," were Mookyul's only words as he left the bathroom as stealthily as he had entered.
When Ewon stepped out the shower ten minutes later, he was perhaps even more worried than he had been when he'd gotten in. Onethingatatime, he thought to himself, and the first problem he had to deal with were definitely his parents, if they even still deserved to be called that.
He walked down the corridor taking deep breaths, promising himself he wouldn't back down no matter what. Hearing footsteps, Mookyul left the bedroom to provide moral support to his love. And break a few noses if they made said love cry again.
The pair paused for a moment, listening to the conversation.
"…took me to see the university and it's amazing, exactly what I wanted." Ewon was a little surprised but glad to hear Dae's voice in the conversation; she had decided to confront this maturely on her own.
"Yes, but it's so far away," replied her mother. "It's not really the kind of place we wanted to send you," chipped in her father.
Ewon chose that moment to step into the conversation, Mookyul following him into the room.
"…Ewon…," Dae's mother - he couldn't think of her as his mother - began.
"Don't," Ewon said sharply, cutting her off, "I have absolutely no interest in whatever apology or excuse or argument you're about to give. I want to discuss Dae's future, that's all."
Dae's father wanted to say that Ewon didn't really deserve a say, but the glint in his companion's eye made him think twice. So instead he asked who this companion was.
"Mookyul," Ewon replied shortly. "Now, what are your objections to her studying here?"
"It's not really what we had planned for her," answered her father, though he looked at Dae as he spoke.
"I know dad, and I'm glad you care about me, but I'm not you. You have to let me do what's best for me. This is what's going to make me happy. And I don't want to be angry at you two because I didn't get to achieve my goals," Dae replied earnestly.
Ewon was impressed, his sister had obviously thought through her arguments beforehand.
"She has a good point," Ewon pointed out, "She's old enough to know now what's going to make her happy. It's not going to do her any harm, it'll be beneficial to her, so don't deny her that. You wouldn't want your daughter resenting you when she'd older." Likeyoursondoes he added in his head, though he was fairly sure everyone got the message.
Dae's mother ran her fingers through her daughter's hair. "Sweetie it's so far away, you'd have to live in the city. I don't know if we can afford that on top of the tuition fees."
Ewon saw an opportunity and struck. "We could pay for her accommodation," he volunteered. Both parents looked at him in shock. "Mookyul's company makes plenty of money, we'd be happy to chip in so she can go where she wants."
"Can I speak to you for a minute?" Mookyul practically growled, furious that his love was audacious enough to assume he would just hand the money over.
"What do you think you're doing?" Mookyul hissed once they were alone in the corridor.
"I want to her have this," Ewon replied firmly, "I won't let them wreck her life too. Besides, the alternative was to say she could stay in our spare room."
Mookyul paused for a moment, eyes widening slightly in horror. Ewon had played his trump card well.
"Fine," he sighed sharply, "but don't go assuming anything else."
Ewon just smiled sweetly and returned to the lounge room.
"It's all sorted, just find a place and we'll pay," Ewon told them.
Dae's mother nodded, placing a hand on her husband's arm. "Honey, I think we should let her give this a go," she said.
He still looked undecided, but eventually conceded to his daughter's and wife's wishes with a nod. He could negotiate Dae's church attendance whilst she was at uni when they got home.
"Thank you," Dae's mother said to Ewon and Mookyul, sounding sincere. She still couldn't comprehend why this man - she still could wrap her head around him being her son - wanted to help, but she was grateful.
Ewon simply have a terse nod. "There are no trains leaving this late, you can stay in the spare room for tonight," he said, wanting to end the conversation now Dae had got what she wanted. "There's a double bed in there and a roll out mattress in the wardrobe."
Dae's father's eyebrows raised in mild surprise. "Huh. Did think this place was big enough to be a three bedroom apartment."
"It's not," Ewon stated simply, giving Mookyul an illicit grin which the older man was more than happy to return.
Dae's father looked at the pair for a minute as things fell into place before screwing his face up in disgust. "Eugh, figures you'd turn out to be one of them, I can't believe my innocent daughter had to stay with some depraved fagg-"
His sentence was cut short by Mookyul's fist hitting him square in the jaw, sending him sprawling across the floor.
"How fucking dare you talk to Ewon like that! He's let you into our house, helped your daughter, given you a place to stay, offered your daughter accommodation money, and that's how you treat him? He should have slammed the door in your fucking face for what you've done to him. There's only one man in this room who was happy to abandon a child to die, and it isn't the 'faggots'," he spat the word in disgust, "Ewon's ten times the person you could ever be!"
The only thing which stopped Mookyul from striking again was Ewon stepping in, urging him to lower his fists.
"He's not worth it," Ewon insisted, a pleading expression in his face. "Come on, let's just go to bed, they're leaving in the morning and then it's over."
Mookyul's expression was still murderous, but he lowered his fists, and Ewon took the opportunity to drag him to the bedroom. Usuallyit'stheotherwayaround, he thought wryly to himself as they left the room. The last thing he saw was Dae shoot him an apologetic glance before she turn to scold her father.
As they lay down in bed Mookyul pulled Ewon close to his chest but, keeping his promise, made no further moves.
"Thanks for standing up for me," Ewon whispered into Mookyul's chest.
"I always will," Mookyul vowed, pressing his lips against the top of Ewon's head. "I love you."
The words Loveyoutoo were the last conscious ones in Ewon's head before he closed his eyes and, exhausted by the evenings turn of events, fell asleep.