Chapter 1. Cursed Night (1)

Translator: Lili

The first thing visible upon opening his eyes was a large window bathed in sunlight.

“Ugh… my head.”

A splitting headache struck the moment consciousness returned. Seo Gyuha pressed his temples with a deeply furrowed brow. It was only then he noticed an unfamiliar weight around him and looked down.

“What the hell is this?”

A muscular arm was wrapped around his waist as if holding him captive. Even in his hungover state, he was sure it wasn’t his arm. Tilting his head slightly to glance behind, he saw a familiar face sleeping soundly, breathing evenly.

Hair falling naturally, sharp eyes, and a prominent nose even more striking from the side. Handsome people looked good even when they were asleep, like something out of a photo spread. Watching him stirred a strange irritation.

After pushing off the heavy arm, Seo Gyuha sat up. But he immediately froze with a groan as a sharp pain shot through his lower body.

“Did I get hurt while drunk or something…?”

He tried to piece together the night’s events. He had clocked in at his usual club to celebrate Friday night, drank excessively, and then Lee Chayoung appeared. They exchanged some meaningless small talk before a staff member recommended a beta. The three left the room together and headed upstairs. Beyond that, his memory was blank.

“Damn it…”

Cursing under his breath at the lingering headache, Seo Gyuha glanced around. The sight wasn’t unfamiliar—it was a room upstairs from the club he sometimes used for one-night stands with call boys. It was also where he and Lee Chayoung would have threesomes. Yesterday, the three of them had entered the elevator together, yet here he was in bed with just Lee Chayoung.

He clicked his tongue in disappointment. Handling two men at once would’ve been exhausting, but the third party was gone, leaving only the two of them. Either they were surprisingly diligent or stronger than they looked.

‘Last night must have been good…’

Though his mind was foggy, he had a vague sense of satisfaction from the sex. As he rubbed his stiff neck, a low voice broke the silence.

“You’re awake?”

Turning to the side, he saw Lee Chayoung awake, propped up on one arm, smiling leisurely as if full of energy even in the morning.

When Lee Chayoung sat up, the sheets slid off, revealing his naked body. Seo Gyuha frowned without meaning to. While he worked out diligently, even his physique couldn’t compare to this guy’s.

His brows furrowed in irritation. Some people were born with good builds, but how did someone who spent all day at a desk maintain such a body?

“Are you okay?”

“My head feels like it’s going to split.”

Reluctantly, he admitted to himself that he was foolish for repeating the same mistake—mixing drinks despite knowing it would result in a terrible hangover. He thought about getting something to cure his hangover when Lee Chayoung’s voice interrupted again.

“How’s your…hole? Does it hurt?”

“What?”

The peculiar word caught Seo Gyuha’s attention, and he turned his gaze.

“What are you talking about?”

“Your hole. I’m asking if it’s okay.”

“Why the hell are you talking about that right after waking up?”

His brow creased further in frustration, but Lee Chayoung remained calm, his smile suggestive.

“Guess you don’t remember.”

“For fuck’s sake, just get to the point.”

Already annoyed by his pounding headache, Seo Gyuha snapped. Lee Chayoung shrugged and spoke casually,

“Last night, we slept together.”

“…What?”

‘What kind of nonsense was this?’

Even recalling his usual intimidating expression that could make strangers avoid him, Seo Gyuha glared at Lee Chayoung. But the latter didn’t flinch, maintaining his relaxed smile. Realizing he was being messed with, Seo Gyuha swore again.

“Sure, we slept together—with a beta between us.”

That was the whole point of the three of them heading upstairs together.

Ever since encountering the intriguing ‘one hole, two sticks’ dynamic thanks to a bold beta, Seo Gyuha occasionally had threesomes with Lee Chayoung. There were no prior agreements needed. On weekend nights, he’d head to the club late, and Lee Chayoung would usually show up even later. They’d pick a call boy or an experienced beta and move upstairs.

Of course, they didn’t always run into each other. On such occasions, Seo Gyuha would pick a pretty boy who suited his taste and…

“No. I topped you.”

Lost in thought, Seo Gyuha snapped back to reality.

‘Wait… What did he just say?’

Lee Chayoung still wore that smirk. Seo Gyuha replayed the words in his head before slowly speaking.

“…You topped me?”

“Yeah.”

“You?”

“Yeah.”

“…Without the beta, just the two of us?”

“Exactly. You were this, and I was this.”

He made a circle with his fingers, sliding a finger from his other hand in and out of it.