Projection Novel (Completed) - Chapter 107

My Love

[I’m in the parking lot. Come down slowly.]

21:59

It seemed Cheon Sejoo had come to pick him up. Sejin smiled faintly, texted a reply, and at exactly 10 o’clock, he packed up his belongings and stood up.

“I’m leaving. Goodbye, everyone.”

Sunchon University Library was open 24/7, so the librarians also worked in shifts. The night shift librarian smiled and waved goodbye to Sejin. He bowed in return and walked straight out of the library.

Too impatient to wait for the elevator, Sejin ran down to basement level 1 by the stairs. As soon as he exited the small door in the hidden corner, he saw the car running in the parking lot behind the building. Sejin rushed to get in.

“Did you study hard today?”

As soon as he sat down, Cheon Sejoo leaned over and placed his lips on Sejin’s cheek. Receiving his kiss, Sejin smiled but felt a little guilty, nodding.

“Yes. I studied a lot.”

“Good job, you worked hard.”

Cheon Sejoo smiled faintly and patted Sejin’s head. He smiled brightly and buckled his seatbelt, and only then did the car start to move.

“Have you had dinner yet?”

Lately, Cheon Sejoo had been quite free. It seemed the project he was working on had ended, so he had a short break. Since changing companies, his life had alternated between days so busy he couldn’t be seen and days of leisure like this. Sejin didn’t know exactly what he did, but he thought his team worked very inefficiently.

“Not yet.”

“I told you to take something out of the fridge and eat it.”

Today, Cheon Sejoo also left work at noon, asking Sejin if he could study at home. Unable to quit his part-time job, Sejin had to make an excuse that he couldn’t concentrate at home, while also reminding him to eat dinner, but it seemed he still hadn’t eaten anything. Seeing Sejin pout in displeasure, Cheon Sejoo shrugged in response.

“Without you, I can’t swallow anything.”

“Don’t lie. You’re just lazy.”

“No, it’s true. Without Kwon Sejin, I feel cold, lonely, and sad, so I don’t feel like eating.”

“…..”

Hearing those words, Sejin sadly turned to look at Cheon Sejoo. His face was calm, but listening carefully, it seemed he was truly lonely. It would be so good to be together during these free times, but because of his part-time job, Sejin couldn’t go home early. He wished he could quit immediately. Sejin sighed inwardly, and Cheon Sejoo spoke.

“How about just studying at home? Didn’t you study very well in the office during your summer vacation?”

“…No.”

But that was absolutely impossible. He couldn’t break his promise, abandon the job he had taken until December, and moreover, if he quit now, he wouldn’t have enough money to buy the ring he had set his sights on. Sejin felt that the ring would suit Cheon Sejoo very well, and he absolutely wanted to give it to him.

“Why? Is studying at the library suddenly better?”

Cheon Sejoo’s face showed confusion.

At Cheon Sejoo’s suggestion, they had both installed a couple’s app that could locate each other on their phones. Since Sejin’s location on the map always showed the library, Cheon Sejoo had always believed that he was truly studying. The nursing field had a vast amount of knowledge, and he knew that well.

But it was a bit strange for a child who used to study very well at home to suddenly only be able to study at the library. Moreover, Kwon Sejin was not the type of person who was overly sensitive to his environment. The first time they met and he took him home, didn’t he sleep soundly for more than 12 hours in someone else’s house?

Thinking of that, Cheon Sejoo narrowed his eyes and looked at Sejin intently. Faced with that suspicious gaze, Sejin shamelessly shook his head and replied.

“I feel better, I think I need competitors. I consider everyone in the library my job competition, so I focus much more.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes. I will pass the national exam on the first try.”

To become a nurse, one must pass the national certification exam after graduation. Of course, it was not easy, Cheon Sejoo thought Sejin would have to retake it about twice, and Sejin knew that too.

Therefore, whenever Cheon Sejoo mentioned the national exam, Sejin confidently said he would pass on the first try, just wait and see. This time when he repeated it, Cheon Sejoo seemed to believe him.

Thinking that he had to do this much to pass the national exam, Sejin felt a little hurt in his pride… But to give Cheon Sejoo a surprise gift, he had no other choice. Sejin told himself that and bit his lip tightly.

After that, similar things happened a few more times. Cheon Sejoo continuously tried to lure Sejin home so he wouldn’t have to stay at the library until 10 PM, but Kwon Sejin ultimately didn’t waver. He told himself that it was all for Cheon Sejoo and resolutely stuck to his intention.

The lonely autumn passed like a flash, and the final exams ended quickly. That day, Sejin was still at the library. With the exams over, he had some free time and was wondering intensely about the birthday gift he would give along with the ring on the upcoming January 1st.

“Hey… where does this go?”

A voice both familiar and unfamiliar sounded at that moment. Sejin looked up and saw a small boy standing in front of him, and he narrowed his eyes. Yoon Heesu and a large man were standing in front of him.

“…Give it to me.”

Why was he here? A question flashed and disappeared in Sejin’s mind.

The young boyfriend, Yoon Heesu, of the old man on the 43rd floor was the same age as Sejin, and had once attended extra classes with Sejin under Cheon Sejoo’s guidance when he was preparing for university entrance exams, and frequently visited the 41st floor.

Thanks to Sejin’s interference, he soon dropped out, and that year’s university entrance exam was a dismal failure, so Sejin didn’t expect to meet him again at the same school. Meeting like this, could it be that he got in through a donation? Sejin was slightly suspicious, taking the book from Yoon Heesu. It was at that moment that he suddenly remembered their similar circumstances.

Sejin had researched a lot to prepare for Cheon Sejoo’s birthday on January 1st. What he wondered about most was whether to do an “event,” after reading an article that said if you give a gift to your lover on a special day with some strange performance, it would be an unforgettable memory for life.

In that situation, meeting Yoon Heesu made Sejin think that perhaps he could help him. Both were in a situation where they had no money, but had older, capable lovers, so perhaps they had similar experiences.

“Hey, are you busy?”

“…Me? Are you asking me?”

Sejin, putting the book on the cart, turned back to ask, and Heesu’s eyes widened in surprise as he asked back. Faced with that bewildered face, Sejin showed no emotion, only nodding. Seeing this, Heesu seemed confused, looked up at the large man standing next to him, then shook his head.

“No. Why?”

“I have something to ask, come out here for a moment.”

A fleeting awkwardness crossed Yoon Heesu’s small face. Sejin guessed that even that expression suited Cheon Sejoo’s taste and pouted, then walked towards the balcony.

Finally, Heesu hesitated for a moment then helplessly followed him. Kim Jinguk, the organization member sent to be Yoon Heesu’s bodyguard, silently watched the two, then took out his phone and typed, following them out to the balcony.

“Your bodyguard?”

Sejin stood in a corner of the balcony, glancing at Kim Jinguk. Heesu carefully nodded, Sejin frowned in thought for a moment, then took a step closer to Yoon Heesu and asked him.

“I have something to ask.”

“Huh?”

“You, what gift did you give the old man on the 43rd floor that he liked the most?”

Hearing that question, Heesu clamped his mouth shut as if shocked. What was this guy talking about? He looked up at Sejin with that gaze then carefully asked again to confirm.

“Are you talking about our director?”

“Yeah. Probably. Your boyfriend.”

“Who… who’s an old man?”

Yoon Heesu immediately flushed, fuming with anger. Seeing that reaction, Sejin realized he had misspoken. If someone called Cheon Sejoo an old man in front of him, he would certainly not be happy either.

Of course, Shin Gyo Yeon was 17 years older than them, so calling him an uncle was appropriate. Anyway, since he wanted to get information, Sejin couldn’t make Yoon Heesu angry, so he offered a hollow apology.

“Sorry, I misspoke.”

That brief apology didn’t appease Yoon Heesu, who glared at him. Who was he calling an old man? Of course, our director is a bit older… but definitely not an old man. Looking at his face, you could say he was still in his twenties… no, even in his thirties, no one would suspect. Heesu, cursing Sejin with his eyes as disrespectful, opened his mouth.

“Why are you asking that?”

“I want to give Cheon Sejoo a birthday gift, but I don’t know what to give.”

“…..”

Hearing that, Yoon Heesu looked up at Sejin with a displeased expression. He slowly observed Sejin, who was about the same height as Shin Gyo Yeon, then suddenly narrowed his eyes as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Then he asked Sejin in a somewhat disbelieving tone.

“…Are you… dating… Section Chief Cheon?”

The one who was speechless now was Sejin.

When they were both taking extra classes at Cheon Sejoo’s house on the 41st floor, Yoon Heesu had entered and exited their home countless times. He had personally witnessed Sejin buttoning up shirts and taking care of Cheon Sejoo. And yet, he asked such a question.

How could someone who didn’t even know the multiplication table be so unobservant? Or did I not look like Cheon Sejoo’s lover? Sejin nodded, slightly annoyed.

“Yeah.”

“…Oh my.”

So that’s how it was. Only then did Yoon Heesu understand Cheon Sejoo’s generous attitude when a kid 12 years his junior called him “hey” or by his first name without getting angry. So he wasn’t a live-in tutor, but a lover…

A vague sense of camaraderie suddenly arose. A boy whose lover was a gangster, just like himself. Moreover, in Yoon Heesu’s eyes, Cheon Sejoo was even more terrifying than Shin Gyo Yeon. Kwon Sejin, being the lover of such a person, must have suffered a lot. Heesu, feeling pity for Kwon Sejin, recalled the question he had asked and opened his mouth.

“You asked which gift was liked the most, right?”

“Yeah.”

Heesu subtly recalled past events. He rarely gave gifts to Shin Gyo Yeon but sometimes arranged small “events.”

In a similar situation to his own, Kwon Sejin surely didn’t have money to buy expensive gifts for Cheon Sejoo. Was he also planning to “repay his debt” with his body? Thinking this, Heesu hesitated, glanced at Kim Jinguk, then pulled Sejin to a corner of the balcony. Then he bowed his head, covered his mouth, and whispered as if sharing a secret.

“Our Director… likes it most when I wear… lace lingerie.”

“Lace lingerie? You mean… briefs?”

What was so appealing about that? Previously, when he wore swimming briefs, Cheon Sejoo did like it, but Kwon Sejin didn’t think it was special enough to be an “event,” so he frowned.

He was about to ask again, not understanding, when Yoon Heesu bit his lip tightly and replied in an even softer voice than before.

“No, I mean… the kind for women…”

Yoon Heesu could utter such embarrassing words because he thought Sejin was also a “bottom” like him. The idea of Cheon Sejoo being “topped” by someone was completely unimaginable to him, which is why he spoke of it, but of course, for Sejin, it was a terrible thing to hear.

“…..”

As soon as Yoon Heesu finished speaking, Kwon Sejin frowned and straightened up.

Cheon Sejoo and Kwon Sejin were both almost the vanilla type*. Until now, the most “perverted” behavior they had ever tried was wearing maid outfits and doing inappropriate things at school.

(Vanilla sex is pure sexual activity, without any unusual elements like BDSM.)

But now it was… women’s lingerie… An item so far beyond imagination that his face stiffened as if he had goosebumps. “Are you a pervert, little brother?” The question almost burst out of his throat, but then his eyes met Yoon Heesu’s serious gaze. Sejin couldn’t bring himself to ask such a question. After all, Heesu had mustered all his courage to share such an embarrassing secret to help him. Sejin understood what gratitude was.

Even though in the end… it didn’t help at all. Sejin sighed softly and nodded.

“Yeah, thanks.”