Pig Government Official Side Story

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However, that was Jeonggwan’s misunderstanding. Junjae had only seen the preview part of the message and missed the part about the torn chin. He only saw that Jeonggwan had just checked KakaoTalk after breaking up a fight between his hyungs. As a result, the misunderstanding between them snowballed. Junjae was deeply contemplating on his own, thinking that whether he was angry or not might not be important to Jeonggwan, which made him feel upset.

They say don’t lose what’s precious by being fooled by familiarity, and Junjae was seriously wondering if that’s what Jeonggwan was doing now. But because he absolutely didn’t want to admit it, Junjae felt angry, wronged, and numb, wondering if he was the only one in love. Anyway, he was so immersed in feeling like a protagonist facing tragedy and trials that he couldn’t bring himself to enter the chat room. He feared that if he saw Jeonggwan’s message again, he might send hurtful words accusing him of being selfish and not considering his feelings. So this misunderstanding continued until the next morning when Jeonggwan woke up.

One might think they could just fight it out cleanly instead of going to such lengths, but Junjae was very fearful these days. Jeonggwan was young, with many friends, lots of charm, and now plenty of money. Junjae worried that if he became bothersome, Jeonggwan might suddenly start dating someone else. He feared Jeonggwan might say, “How old are you, hyung? Why are you so inconsiderate and annoying?” and break up with him. Of course, Jeonggwan had never looked at anyone else or said mean things to him, but because Jeonggwan was everything to Junjae, he couldn’t help but be preemptively scared. So Junjae chose to escape reality by putting his phone on airplane mode and busying himself with unimportant tasks.

If Jeonggwan hadn’t been misunderstanding the situation, he would have pulled Junjae out of his self-made pit, saying “Hyung, you’re digging yourself into a hole again.” But Jeonggwan was also under the misconception that Junjae was firmly resolved to break up, not responding even though he had torn his chin. So he couldn’t easily approach Junjae. If this was Jeonggwan from two years ago, he would have confronted the situation head-on, thinking “Let’s face it, whether we break up or not! I’ll clearly admit my mistakes, and if he doesn’t forgive me, it’ll hurt but there’s nothing I can do!” But the current Jeonggwan was different. Breaking up with Junjae? He couldn’t even imagine it.

Realistically thinking, the chance of meeting someone like Junjae again in life? Absolutely zero. This wasn’t about looks or wealth. Even setting aside all external factors, he felt that apart from family, there would never be anyone else who could love him as much as Junjae did. Maybe not even family could love him that much…

When Jeonggwan wasn’t around, Junjae was quite sharp, calculating, and cold. That was his original personality, so Jeonggwan often felt unfamiliar seeing that side of him. But when it came to matters related to Jeonggwan, Junjae would become unconditionally affectionate without giving reasons, showing how much he cared for and loved him. Because of this, Jeonggwan also felt indescribable emotions for Junjae and loved him.

So it wasn’t just Junjae who was afraid of breaking up. Jeonggwan also turned back the taxi he was about to take to Junjae’s place, heading home instead, thinking he should wait for Junjae to contact him. He locked himself in his room, not eating or drinking anything.

A waiting game between two cowards had begun.

[Are you crazy? No contact for over 24 hours?]

“…Yeah.”

[Hey, at this point, aren’t you broken up?]

“…”

[…Want to drink?]

“…No.”

[…Actually, I can’t right now. I’m out skiing.]

Damn Jihoon. Damn couple. They had been drinking until dawn because the couple had been crying and begging to drink together, saying they’d die if left alone after breaking up. And now they’ve made up and gone skiing? Jeonggwan felt anger rising from his core, but he thought it was better than his two favorite friends really breaking up. Plus, he was the one who had broken his promise with Junjae, so he felt he should bear this. He just closed his eyes tightly.

[Let’s come here again later with Junjae hyung. It’s really nice here.]

“…Okay. If we don’t break up.”

[Ah… Yeah…]

Jeonggwan could almost see Jihoon’s expression of “Oops!”, which made him feel upset for a moment, but he didn’t have the luxury to care about that right now, so he swallowed his feelings again and hung up the phone. Before hanging up, he heard Juhwan’s voice saying, “After making such a fuss, even Won Junjae eventually…”, but he pretended not to hear it and maintained his peace of mind. He couldn’t let such words affect him now. Stay strong, Jeonggwan.

“…I miss him.”

It had been 24 hours since there was any contact from Junjae. Jeonggwan thought about sending a long apologetic message, but he was afraid it might provoke Junjae’s resolve to break up, especially since Junjae had been coldly ignoring him even though his chin was torn. So he just waited quietly. At times like this, it would be better if he had work to do, but unfortunately, being unemployed, Jeonggwan’s heart would skip a beat even at spam messages, spending all day waiting for Junjae’s contact.

“If you have nothing to do, come out and peel apples.”

At 5 PM, his mother’s order finally came to free him from this torment, and Jeonggwan jumped up and ran to the store next to the house. Knowing that such mechanical labor would help calm his mind and body at times like this, Jeonggwan put on his work clothes meticulously and entered the workroom solemnly, leaving his phone in his room.

“What’s this? Why are there so few apples?”

“The apples weren’t very sweet this time, so we only brought a few. More will come from another place tomorrow.”

“Damn… We need more.”

“We’ll do more tomorrow.”

Usually, there were at least six or seven boxes of apples, but this time there weren’t even two full boxes, probably because they really didn’t taste good. This amount would only take Jeonggwan about two hours to peel alone, which meant that after two hours, he’d have to wait for Junjae’s contact until bedtime, potentially giving himself several heart attacks. Still, even if it was just for two hours, being able to shake off his anxiety was better than nothing, so Jeonggwan quickly sat down and started peeling apples silently.

“Aren’t you playing music today? Didn’t you say you had to listen to work songs or something?”

“I left my phone at home…”

“Oh my. Didn’t you say you’d die without your phone?”

That was Jeonggwan from two days ago.

“…I don’t know. Play something on Dad’s phone.”

“Alright! This time, I’ll play what I want to hear!”

And Jeonggwan quickly regretted it. His dad didn’t use YouTube Premium, so they had to listen to all the ads, and all the songs were 16-beat trot from the number one program for parents, ‘I am Trot.’ Ugh-. I don’t want to hear this. Jeonggwan sighed heavily, lamenting his short-sightedness in letting his dad choose the music.

“My love like moonlight…”

“Oh my? Is my youngest crying?”

“You are my eternal love…”

Jeonggwan cried, unable to wipe the tears flowing inside the transparent mask covering his entire face, singing along to the song of the great trot hero, feeling as if the lyrics perfectly described his situation. Jeonggwan’s father observed him blatantly from the side as if watching a rare and bewildering scene, while his mother was filming the scene on her phone, laughing uproariously outside the glass door of the workroom. Thinking, “This is too cute, I must secretly send it to Junjae.”

And that meddling of his mother saved Junjae, who had turned off airplane mode early in the morning but was waiting for contact with red eyes, wondering why there were no messages or calls since then. Jeonggwan had called Junjae countless times yesterday when he had put his phone on airplane mode, but Junjae, who hadn’t set up voicemail, didn’t know this fact. So he was stuck thinking, “I didn’t reply yesterday, and there’s been no contact from Jeonggwan since then… This must really be a breakup,” and was properly digging himself into a hole when,

[Video.mov]

[Did you two fight? ㅋㅋ He’s my kid, but he’s too cute not to share~]

Seeing the video of Jeonggwan singing while crying, sent by Jeonggwan’s mother, Junjae immediately called Jeonggwan. However, Jeonggwan didn’t answer the phone, probably because he had gone to work on the fruit without his phone. Unable to wait, Junjae rushed out of the office.

So, as everyone knows from the flashback scene, they eventually reconciled smoothly. Of course, Mr. Won Yunan, upon learning that Jeonggwan’s chin was torn, made a huge fuss and even made an advance reservation at a famous scar removal specialist hospital before the stitches were even removed. Realizing that this all happened due to a misunderstanding, they decided that from now on, they must resolve issues through conversation, and with that, they moved in together.

The reason was heavily influenced by Junjae’s personal desire that they should live face-to-face even when fighting to avoid misunderstandings, but anyway. Some might think this development was a bit sudden, but that wasn’t the important part.

“Ah, hyung, please slow down a bit…”

“No.”

“Ah, haa… I really need a moment…!”

“I said no.”

From the moment they moved in together, Jeonggwan had to deal with Junjae, who seemed possessed by newlywed energy day and night. They used to have intimate relations about twice a week, but after moving in together, twice a day became the default. It was so intense that Jeonggwan lost 3kg in just a week of living together. It wasn’t for nothing that sex was said to be a good diet.

Junjae, lying underneath with Jeonggwan on top, grabbed Jeonggwan’s waist and forcefully sat him back down as he tried to pull away, saying he was tired. With the sound of wet slapping and a big impact, Jeonggwan trembled, his waist shaking as if having a seizure, trying to fall backward.

Seeing this, Junjae’s eyes rolled back for some reason, and he immediately sat up, embracing Jeonggwan’s back tightly in a face-to-face sitting position to prevent him from falling back, and began thrusting vigorously. From Jeonggwan’s pink-tinged dick, an unidentifiable liquid kept spurting out, while below, the symbol of a brutish alpha male repeatedly entered and exited Jeonggwan’s inside rapidly.

Amidst this, the two were having different thoughts. Junjae was thinking one-dimensionally: “I don’t want to pull out. I want to keep thrusting.” Meanwhile, Jeonggwan was thinking: “Wow, our hyung is amazing even at 34. No need to worry about having a second child.” And so on…