Projection Novel (Completed) - Chapter 126 (End)

“Back then, when I saw your photo, you were really so beautiful. I didn’t know who you were, but I was curious, wanting to know what kind of person you were. So I told the teacher I’d go instead.”

Sejin blushed at those casually spoken words. Beautiful? What was beautiful? Although he grumbled like that, the statement that he had fallen in love at first sight seemed to please him, and the corners of his mouth kept curving upward.

Sejin was so adorable like that, Cheon Sejoo gently lowered his head and kissed his forehead. Then he continued his story.

“I bought a chocolate bar as a gift and went to your house…”

“Hmm.”

“At that time, you were 1m68 tall.”

“…..”

Sejin frowned. Of course, there was a time when he was 1m68, certainly, but it had been five years since he surpassed Cheon Sejoo’s height.

It wasn’t because of that that he sighed. Sejin kept thinking that Cheon Sejoo, unable to shake off his bad habits, was trying to seduce someone small and pretty like him to “taste” him once. But looking at how he paid no attention to the important point, it seemed the reason he flirted with the small Sejin in his dream wasn’t what he thought. Perhaps it was because he was moved by his sincere feelings. His mood somewhat calmed, Sejin shrugged like Cheon Sejoo and said to him:

“I didn’t say anything. So? How did you flirt?”

Seeing him change the subject like that, Cheon Sejoo curved his lips into a smile, a mischievous, youthful grin. While caressing Sejin’s thin face, he pulled his cheek and replied:

“Well, since our little pig is simple, I used food to lure him, of course.”

“…Are you looking for trouble first thing in the morning…”

Hearing the word “pig” escape, Sejin sulkily warned him, but Cheon Sejoo paid no mind to being called a troublemaker. He just chuckled like a child, then shifted and rested his head on his hand. After that, he reached out his other hand and gently stroked Sejin’s waist.

“Even though I had no money, I saved bus fare to buy snacks and bring them to you, and I even patted your head. I flirted extremely diligently.”

“Because you liked me so much, right?”

Liked him so much he even saved bus fare? Sejin frowned in silence as he thought this, then he puffed out his cheeks, feigning anger as he asked Cheon Sejoo:

“…Did you flirt with the first guy you ever slept with like that too?”

Sejin knew very well that Cheon Sejoo’s first was a junior from high school. Did he also save bus fare to buy snacks for that person? He began to sulk, puffing out his cheeks and complaining.

“I said that was when I was in 12th grade. So in the dream, you weren’t a virgin anymore?”

Why bring that up here? Cheon Sejoo startled, avoided his gaze, and retorted.
“…No?”

Considering the timing… Well, Sejin was right, but Cheon Sejoo shamelessly denied it.

“Absolutely not.”

Kwon Sejin only knew that his first time was at 18, but didn’t know exactly when. But he didn’t deny it because of that.

In the dream, the place where that person should have been was replaced by Heo Woojin. Logically, Cheon Sejoo in the dream was still a virgin. Because the person who should have been the first didn’t exist in that world.

However, Sejin just snorted as if to say, “Don’t kid around.”

“Don’t joke. You did that when you were 18. With me, it was when I was 20, right? Surely before that I didn’t allow it, so even in the dream, I gave my virginity to you, but you didn’t.”

Whenever virginity was mentioned, Cheon Sejoo couldn’t say anything. Sejin’s “virginity” attack was too strong. Compared to him, Cheon Sejoo’s past was truly too messy, so he had to remain silent.

But if he really stayed silent, Sejin would get even angrier. And tomorrow was Sejin’s birthday. Not wanting his greedy lover to celebrate his birthday in anger and jealousy, he parted his lips and with difficulty explained:

“…No, that person wasn’t in the dream, meaning they didn’t go to school together. I really was still pure.”

“You probably just didn’t see them. Dirty!”

“It’s true! I was a virgin too!”

Even in a dream, being seen as a “bad boy” felt unfair. Cheon Sejoo had truly kept himself for three years until Sejin turned twenty, not touching… well, no, he did touch… but at least he didn’t touch “that.” That’s enough to be called a monk, isn’t it?

But Sejin still didn’t believe him.

“You probably bought chocolate for that person too, right? Saved bus fare to buy snacks too! You’re full of tricks!”

How could that be? To maintain a dry relationship like with Doyoon, he exchanged gifts, but Cheon Sejoo had never used gifts to flirt with anyone, not even once.

He had to say that in that dream, he had put all his effort into flirting with Sejin. But because Sejin knew Cheon Sejoo’s dating history too well, he kept thinking he was a notorious playboy. In reality, before meeting Sejin, all of Cheon Sejoo’s relationships started one-sidedly and ended with a cold “okay.” Yet in Sejin’s mind, Cheon Sejoo was always the type to “smile at all men in the world.”
Feeling wronged, he pulled Sejin’s head closer to explain. He had to make things up, with a bit of exaggeration.

“The only person I ever tried to flirt with in my life is you, Kwon Sejin. The first time you came to my house, I was only wearing a robe without underwear, that was also to flirt with you.”

“That’s just an ingrained habit. You pervert.”

Sejin immediately caught him, but Cheon Sejoo pretended not to know and smiled.

“Yes, a pervert. Only then could I fly to you.”

“Hmph, but flying anywhere leaves traces.”

He had said enough to coax him, but it was no use. Damn it… Finally, this could only be resolved “physically.” Cheon Sejoo let out a soft breath and climbed onto him. When he leaned down close to his face, Sejin snorted.

“Get away.”

Even though he was sulking, he was so adorable that he wanted to bite him, but he didn’t want to continue this conversation. Besides bickering and grumbling, they had many other things to do.

“Beautiful.”

“What?”

Ignoring the cold tone, Cheon Sejoo still held his cheeks, which were always adorable whether in a dream or in reality, and said in a sincere voice, not allowing him to stay angry:

“I love you, Kwon Sejin, 25 years old.”

His puffed-out cheeks softened slightly. Cheon Sejoo rubbed his nose against his, and said again:

“I love you, Sejin. Today too.”

So Sejin pursed his lips for a moment, leaned in and kissed him with a calm face. Smooch, smooch, their soft lips gently touched many times. After a few kisses so sweet they drove one crazy, Sejin finally returned his confession of love.

“…I love you too.”

Then he added:

“Cheon Sejoo, 37 years old.”

“…Leave that out…”

Another start to a happy day.

<End – A Midsummer Night’s Dream>