Cha Seohu looked at Kwon Taehyuk with a slightly incredulous expression.
‘Is he doing this on purpose or what?’
If it was intentional, it could only be called seduction. But if it was unconscious...
‘Hmm.’
If it had been anyone else, the thought wouldn’t have even crossed his mind. But because it was Kwon Taehyuk, it was hard to be sure.
It was funny, really—how a fully grown man with a proper job could come across this naive.
Even as Seohu pondered, Kwon Taehyuk’s hand didn’t stop moving.
The fingers that had been gently tickling under Seohu’s chin slowly drifted to the side, tracing along until they eventually touched the nape of his neck.
Having been pinned with his back exposed, clear red marks remained there.
If left untreated, it would definitely bruise and discolor. The state of Seohu’s neck made Kwon Taehyuk swell with emotion once again.
“What in the world... What happened that left these marks so severe?”
“Well, to put it simply, I got grabbed by the neck and shoved into a couch...”
“Sorry? Shoved into a... couch?”
Kwon Taehyuk’s eyes shook at the indifferent response. His jaw clenched so tightly, the muscles visibly twitched.
“To think this happened to a Supporter who’s no different from a civilian! This is not something we can just overlook!”
“Calm down.”
Seeing Kwon Taehyuk genuinely trembling with anger, Cha Seohu smiled faintly.
Originally, he’d meant to point out how casually the man had started touching his neck, but seeing how angry he was on his behalf, that impulse faded.
‘Kwon Taehyuk has helped me a lot. I’ll let this slide.’
It was thanks to Kwon Taehyuk, after all, that Seohu could get treatment without being caught by Sahyeon.
Leaving the hand on his neck alone, Seohu spoke.
“Hunter Yoon Jeha misunderstood me. She asked if I was involved with some kind of cult.”
“A cult... You mean, the lab?”
“Yes. I’ve been the one cleaning up after every incident caused by those bastards. I guess she got suspicious after noticing that.”
Seohu gave a brief explanation of what had happened with Yoon Jeha.
He didn’t know what her circumstances were, but it was true that he’d been involved at every site where something went down, so it wasn’t strange for her to be suspicious.
But hearing the story only made Kwon Taehyuk more furious.
“How could she see it that way? Without you, countless people would’ve died or been injured. My guild members, the Hunters in the Great Dungeon...”
He furrowed his brow as if the misunderstanding had happened to him, trailing off before his expression hardened with resolve.
“You risked being dragged in by the Association to save people, and yet she dares to misunderstand you and even threaten you.”
“......”
“This can’t be allowed.”
Cha Seohu had been about to calm him down again but quietly closed his mouth at those words.
‘...Yeah.’
Now that he heard it out loud... it was unfair.
He’d worked so hard to stop those cult bastards. Managed Sahyeon. Worried about improving relationships with the protagonists...
And yet Yoon Jeha, with no solid evidence, had restrained him and threatened him.
‘I should’ve gotten mad too.’
Only now did the injustice hit him. He wanted an apology from Yoon Jeha for this whole incident.
“From now on, I’ll never leave you alone with Hunter Yoon again.”
“That probably won’t happen again, but... sure. Next time, let’s meet together.”
“Were you injured anywhere else besides your neck? When the healer arrives later, you should be treated together... Ah.”
As he examined Seohu’s body with concern, Kwon Taehyuk suddenly flinched and hastily pulled his hand back from Seohu’s neck.
“S-sorry. I touched you too much, didn’t I?”
Now he realizes it?
Letting out a short laugh, Cha Seohu looked up at the blushing Kwon Taehyuk.
“Are you going to stop now?”
“...Excuse me?”
“I mean, you can keep touching me if you want.”
“......!”
Whispering like he was revealing a secret, Seohu’s words made Kwon Taehyuk’s face flush even redder.
At a loss, he swallowed dryly. Then the hand he’d pulled back slowly reached out again.
The tips of his fingers trembled slightly with tension.
His hand brushed lightly along Seohu’s skin. The motion was careful—like he was handling delicate glass.
The touch was even more ticklish than when he’d been checking the wound earlier.
His hand, gently rubbing the bruised area with concern, moved up toward Seohu’s ear.
When he lightly scratched behind the pale ear, Seohu closed his eyes.
“Mmh...”
“......”
A quiet sound of contentment escaped him.
Kwon Taehyuk’s heart pounded. Watching Seohu looking so pleased, he shifted his hand beneath the chin.
Just as he had done behind the ear, he softly stroked under the jaw.
Apparently pleased by the touch, Seohu tilted his head back a little more, resting his body limply against the sofa.
As Seohu relaxed completely in front of him, Kwon Taehyuk felt both joy and thirst.
‘He’s like a cat...’
Seeing him look so pleased filled Kwon Taehyuk with even more desire.
The hand that had been stroking Seohu’s chin returned to his ear—this time not to scratch nearby, but to gently cup and massage it.
‘How is even his ear this pretty?’
He marveled inwardly as he caressed the rim of the ear up and down, then pinched the soft earlobe between two fingers and pressed lightly.
“Guildmaster.”
After silently enduring the touches, Cha Seohu pushed Kwon Taehyuk’s hand away.
“My ears are... a bit...”
“...Sorry?”
“They’re, uh, kind of sensitive.”
Kwon Taehyuk blinked and repeated Seohu’s words to himself before jerking back in shock.
“S-sorry, I didn’t mean to, I was just touching and didn’t realize—no, I mean—anyway, I’m really sorry.”
“Yeah.”
An awkward silence settled between the two—Kwon Taehyuk utterly flustered, face red down to his neck, and Cha Seohu lightly fiddling with his own ear in embarrassment.
Just then, a healer appeared at the perfect time to save them from the painfully awkward moment.
“You called for me, Guildmaster?”
“Yes. Please treat this person.”
Putting on his best composed expression, Kwon Taehyuk politely gestured to Cha Seohu. Thankfully, the healer didn’t seem to notice anything and treated Seohu’s neck diligently.
After that incident, Kwon Taehyuk was unable to focus on his work for several days and would stare absentmindedly at his own hand whenever he had a free moment.
Time passed quickly, and the day of the charity event finally arrived.
In the bedroom, Cha Seohu changed into the suit that Kwon Taehyuk had prepared for him, then walked into the living room and stroked the head of Cha Sahyeon, who was sitting on the sofa.
“I told you to stay in the room quietly until I call for you. You’re not going to listen, are you?”
“Nope.”
“Wow. What a confident answer.”
With a hollow laugh, he looked at Sahyeon, who was wearing a choker and wide-eyed.
“I’ll stay near you. Just in case.”
“It’s not like you can’t reach me. I’ve linked our shadows—you’ll be there as soon as I call. You could just rest comfortably in the room until then.”
“I don’t like it.”
Having not been invited to the event, Cha Sahyeon looked visibly sullen.
“Hyung, please. If anything happens, you have to call me.”
“Don’t worry.”
Cha Seohu had no intention of being stubborn about this, not this time.
He still didn’t know what the cult bastards were planning, but since he’d been briefed in advance by J, he’d respond quickly.
‘There are lots of S-ranks, and Sahyeon is on standby. We won’t be caught off guard like last time.’
Maybe it was because he had more cooperating Hunters this time, but surprisingly, he didn’t feel anxious.
Maybe this time, he could actually capture one of the cult’s key members. He’d regretted missing the chance back at the Royal Palace incident.
This was a chance. He had to make full use of whatever the cult had planned.
“See you later.”
“Yeah...”
Leaving behind the disappointed-looking Sahyeon, Seohu stepped into the hallway, where Kwon Taehyuk was already waiting.
“It suits you well.”
“Thanks.”
He’d already seen the suit when they were being tailored a few days ago. But still, Kwon Taehyuk didn’t miss the chance to compliment him, and Seohu responded simply.
“I’ve got a car waiting. Shall we go?”
Since they were going to the event together, Kwon Taehyuk was dressed more elegantly than usual.
His jet-black jacket paired with a deep navy tie suited him astonishingly well. The only problem was...
‘Standing next to him like this... we look like we coordinated outfits.’
He hadn’t noticed when he tried on the suit alone a few days ago.
Now, seeing the reflection of himself and Kwon Taehyuk in the elevator mirror, they looked way too matched—and it made Seohu uneasy.
‘Is it really okay for two guys to be this... matching?’
Not that he was going to complain about someone who bought him an expensive suit.
‘...Did he plan this on purpose?’
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Knowing exactly what kind of feelings Kwon Taehyuk held {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} for him, Seohu couldn’t help but be suspicious.
Feeling a bit uneasy, Cha Seohu got into the car and headed toward the event venue with Kwon Taehyuk.

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