It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 247: Dongwoo, I’m going to count to three

Chapter 247: Dongwoo, I’m going to count to three

"Can we... Can we stop here?" Dongwoo asked and a confused Shinwoo furrowed his eyebrows.

"What? You want me to cancel our reservation at the restaurant?" He asked but Dongwoo shook his head, though Shinwoo could not see it. "Speak up, Dongwoo. Do you want me to cancel the date?"

His words made Dongwoo shudder in guilt.

"It’s not just the date." Dongwoo said and bit his lip. "Let’s just cancel this relationship as well. I think... This won’t work out the way either of us planned. So, instead of one of us hurting along the line, let’s just break it off now. I believe that’s the best, for both of us."

A little silence followed and Dongwoo wondered if Shinwoo was mad.

Well, he was practically breaking up with him over the door. What’s there not to be mad about?

"I... I hope you can understand." Dongwoo added. "I... I just don’t think we’re compatible with each other, and..."

"Pft!" He heard Shinwoo stifle a laugh. "Haha, is this a joke?" He asked and laughed. "I don’t think it’s April Fools Day yet, Dongwoo. Stop messing around and come out already."

"I... I’m serious." Dongwoo said. "I... I don’t think we’re compatible."

"You don’t think we’re compatible?" He asked, his amused face turning into a frown. "You want to end our relationship?"

"Y-yes."

"And who said you could do that on your own?"

Dongwoo gulped.

"First off, you weren’t the one who started this relationship, so why should you be the one to end it?"

"I... I understand you might be mad but-"

"Dongwoo," Shinwoo called, cutting him short on his words. "Open the door."

Dongwoo’s heartbeat started racing.

This was one of those moments when his heart and his entire body told him not to make a move; if not, he would regret it.

If he opened the door, he didn’t know what Shinwoo would do.

No, what could he do? He wasn’t a dangerous person to begin with.

He slowly reached for the door handle but was hesitant and then remembered he didn’t have any clothes on.

’Ah, I need to put something on.’

"Dongwoo, I’m going to count to three." Shinwoo suddenly said. "If you don’t open the door by then, we’re going to have serious issues."

"I... I’m coming."

"One," he counted and Dongwoo scurried to put on his pants. "Two," he couldn’t even put on his shirt so he went to the door and opened it.

Shinwoo looked at Dongwoo shirtless and breathless.

His eyes trailed from his panting face to his neck and his collarbone.

He looked good to the eye.

He thought Dongwoo would have little to show with his body but even when he was so skinny, he still looked like he would make a fine meal.

"I... Sorry, I didn’t open the door the first time." Dongwoo said, cleaning the sweat he felt was on the edge of his chin. "I was..."

Shinwoo pushed him in and closed the door, to Dongwoo’s surprise and then he forced his lips on him.

Dongwoo was shocked that he suddenly did that but he could not even push him away because he was holding both of his hands tightly.

"You want to run?" Shinwoo asked. "After I treated you so well and said nice things to you, you want to get away from me?"

"That’s not..."

Shinwoo forced his lips on him again. He kissed roughly and so hard that Dongwoo couldn’t even catch his breath.

The kiss was suffocating and not the least relieving. It was scary.

"Dongwoo, what more do you want me to do?" Shinwoo asked. "What do I have to do so you can stay with me? I really really like you. Don’t treat me this way."

Dongwoo pursed his lips, suddenly feeling guilty.

"Do you really want to break my heart like this?"

"Ugh, I... I’m not doing this just to break your heart." Dongwoo said. "I just feel you deserve someone better. I... I’m no good. I’m ugly and distasteful and I... I’m not fit for you."

"Ah, did you decide to leave me because of the things I said to you?" He asked, releasing one of Dongwoo’s hands and shoving it through Dongwoo’s hair. "Did you get upset?"

"No, I..."

"Then should I start saying nice things to you?" Shinwoo asked. "I can be hypocritical and start lying about your appearance. I can do that if that’s what you want."

"No, I don’t want you to lie." Dongwoo said. "I didn’t decide to break up with you because of the words you said. I already... I already know they’re true but... I just can’t give you anything."

"I know you’re poor, so I won’t ask anything from you." Shinwoo said, not even trying to cloak his words.

"I’m not talking about money." Dongwoo said, looking away sadly. "I... I can’t give myself to you like I’m supposed to, and I feel that the day when you need me, I will disappoint you."

"And why is that?" Shinwoo asked. "Why will you disappoint me? But more than that, Dongwoo, do you realize we’ve been dating for three months and you’ve never let me touch you besides kissing?" He asked, and Dongwoo bit his lips.

He knew this topic would arise someday.

"Do you feel repulsed by my touch?" Dongwoo immediately turned to him and answered,

"No, that’s not it."

"Given your reaction, I can guess you’re telling the truth." He said and brought his hand to Dongwoo’s neck, causing him to shudder. "Then, what is it?"

Dongwoo closed his eyes, fearing for what was to come.

Shinwoo’s hand on his neck made him shiver in fear. He couldn’t stop it. He couldn’t stop himself from shaking like he was going to die.

Shinwoo’s eyebrows furrowed.

He could see Dongwoo shaking so badly and wondered if he simply had a condition that made him scared each time a person touched him intimately.

"Hah, I guess it can’t be helped." Shinwoo said and took his hand off.

Dongwoo thought he had given up but then Shinwoo grabbed a hand full of his hair and threw him down to the floor.

"Agh, what are you...?"

"Dongwoo, in a relationship," he looked down at Dongwoo. "...consent has to be present in everything. When getting together, there’s consent. When going on dates, there’s consent. And when breaking up, there’s consent too. And do you know what else you need consent for? Sex."

Dongwoo shuddered.

"But since I’m not getting that, why don’t we do something else?" He started unbuckling his belt. "Since my dear lover doesn’t want to have sex yet, I can at least get a blowjob from him, right?" He took out his dick and smiled. "Dongwoo dear, would you be such a darling to suck me off and make me feel good? I promise," his eyes brimmed with contempt and lust at the same time. "...it won’t bite."