SOAP

On the day the weather forecast news program said that the weather would be over 32 degrees Celsius and it would continue to get hotter over the next few days, it was considered lucky that today 'Yoon Bo Mi', one of the girl group members named I don't have any work to do on a super hot day like this.

Some people sat down on the sofa in the middle of the living room in the dormitory out of boredom. Today everyone else had work to do and went out. Leaving Yunbo in the dorm alone, his little fingers pressed the TV remote to find an interesting program to watch. Little Fingers stopped when she saw someone on the square screen in front of her, throwing the remote to the side in displeasure as the drama on the screen that the band leader starred in was showing, which was being re-run at this time, but... The thing that is irritating viewers is probably Park Chorong's kissing scene in the library with a male actor who is a junior from the same agency as them.

"Aren't those sweet eyes?" Bomi pouted at the TV screen as if the people on the screen could hear that. Honestly, she didn't feel very happy when she saw Chorong look at someone other than her like that.

"So what's so embarrassing about just kissing Nia?" Bomi continued to criticize the drama even though he was not in the mood but still refused to change the channel. It's probably because deep down I want to see and hear that person's voice, even if it's just on the screen.

When the drama ended, the remote was used again until he got the program that he thought was the most ok, so he stopped watching again.

Crack! The front door was opened by someone who had just returned from running an errand outside. Bomi glanced around for a bit before quickly averting her eyes back to the TV screen.

"I'm back," the newcomer said as he took off his shoes. But didn't receive any response back. The behavior of the person who was only paying attention to the TV on the sofa was causing Chorong to squint, even though he normally had to hear a bright voice replying every time he came back. This showed that Bo had I was clearly intending to ignore him. Chorongyu mouthed angrily at the child.

Yes, Bomi is ignoring the other person because he just wants to tease him. Charges that make you miss

"Bomeya," a small voice called out, not too far away. But the owner of the name didn't respond at all. Bomi is trying hard not to focus on the other person.

Many people say that the leader is quiet, but who knows that Park Chorong has many cute sides? Bomi knows that the other person is lonely and wants her attention. If you try to ignore her like this, you'll definitely come calling for attention soon. If you don't believe me, wait and see.

Three, two, one. Bomi counted down in his mind and smoothly moved to sit closer to the backrest.

All at once! The old man demanded attention by jumping up and sitting on the lap of the person on the sofa, but Bomi seemed to know and spread his legs out in time, making it appear that the little boy was sitting behind the other person by default.

"What are you looking at?" That pleading voice was making the other person almost unable to stand the cuteness of the person in front of him, but he still pretended not to understand as usual. His eyes were still staring at the screen, even though he didn't know what the program in front of him was. His mind had been drifting to the person in front of him since he opened the door.

"Boom-ah~" Chorong saw that the other person was still ignoring him so he raised his head and leaned on the younger's shoulder before rubbing his head against the other's cheek to get the little boy's attention to him. Bomi almost died from smiling. If you see something like this, it's okay. I give up. The person behind me laughs and puts his arm around the waist of the person in front of him. Chorong smiles as soon as the child returns his attention to himself.

"Did you know just now?

Plus nine boys

Please show me the rerun." The little boy said about the drama that Chorong used to act in.

"Really? Is it fun?" Chorong asked back, not really interested.

"The scene in the library was fun," Bomi said sarcastically. Damn, the image still lingers.

“The kissing scene?” Chorong teased, taking revenge on the kid for daring to ignore him just now. Bomi huffed in frustration and turned away to show his displeasure.

"What is it? I've seen it before. Why are you upset?" Chorong said in a low voice.

"I don't really like it," the boy muttered softly. But it was loud enough for the other person to hear. Chorong saw the other person's expression and smiled. The last time this kid saw it on air, it was like this. Just the same as before.

“Yah, just put our lips together. It's not a kiss." Chorong raised the younger man's chin to make him look back at himself. But it looks like Bomi is still a little annoyed.

"If you kiss, it has to be like this." As soon as he finished speaking, Chorong cupped the child's face to receive a kiss. His thin lips slowly pressed against the other's small lips before starting to kiss with gentleness. The older one slowly kissed the beautiful petals of her lips before sending his slender tongue to taste the sweetness inside the mouth. The younger Bomi kissed back without giving up as well, the degree of heat rising higher and higher as the two tongues continued to tease. continuously

The moment they broke the kiss to take a breath only lasted a few seconds, the two of them kissing each other without getting bored. Two bodies pressed together until they were stuck in the corner of the sofa, their bodies rubbing against each other, there was almost no space for air to pass through.

"Ahem!!" A voice from the door caused the two of them to jump away from each other in no time. Bomi turned to look at the newcomer with a shocked expression on her face, while Chorong could only cower and not dare to look up. I even looked up to see who had witnessed the incident just now.

“Are you back yet?” Bomi scratched the back of his neck and asked his bandmates as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, I'm back. It's awfully hot outside. But it seems like it's hotter inside,” Eunji replied without fail, secretly teasing them both.

"That's hot, right? Let's go take a shower." After saying that, Chorong bowed his head and walked away to take a shower immediately.

"Uncle Rong is really shy," Eunji said as she sat down next to her friend. After Chorong disappeared into the room

Bomi turned and barked at his friend who interrupted him.

“You don't have to look at me like that. You're the one who's wrong What are we doing on the sofa? There's also a bedroom. We don't go inside to do things. If the person who comes back sees it's not me but the younger ones, what will we do?" Eunji complained in a long line in her own style. Bomi nodded lazily at the complaint before walking into Chorong's room.

Sitting and waiting for a while, the owner of the room, who had just finished showering, walked into the room and glanced at the other person for a bit before walking to sit in front of the dressing table for a while, then the slender arms of the little child came to wrap around his neck from behind. She also rested her chin on his head.

Chorong raised his eyebrows to ask what was the matter, but the answer he received was a cute smile instead.

Suddenly, the younger man bent down and kissed each other's cheeks, looking blank. Chorong was shocked quite a bit. The person who was treated by this behavior pursed his lips as if he was dissatisfied, but who knows how much he actually liked this kind of behavior from the person behind him?

"Oh, wait a minute," Bo's eyebrows twitched slightly before he bent down and kissed Chorong's cheek again and trailed his nose down her neck. Every action was easily making Chorong dazed, but he was stopped when he heard the next sentence from the other person's small mouth.

"Did you change the soap?" Bomi asked curiously. The smell of the soap Chorong used had changed, she remembered.

"Oh, the old one is gone, so I changed the scent." Chorong nodded slightly.

"That's it." Bomi nodded in understanding.

"Why doesn't it, um.. doesn't it smell good?" Chorong was losing a little confidence. He was also afraid that other people wouldn't like the smell.

"No, I'm just not used to it," the little boy replied, his arms still wrapped around the other's neck as before.

"You don't like it.." The older one was about to ask if the other person liked it or not but was interrupted by Bomi's incoming call.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, causing the owner to remove his hand from the neck of the person in front of him to answer the phone.

"Yes... Yes... Okay." The little boy said a few sentences to the other end of the line before hanging up.

"Who's calling?" Chorong asked as he looked through the mirror. Even though he really wanted to know, he pretended to touch this and that like he didn't really care, like a cowardly person would.

“The manager called to tell me about tomorrow's work, so I'm going to read the script first. I'm lazy because my manager complained," Bomi replied, putting the phone in his pocket as usual.

"Oh," Chorong nodded in response. before the child walked out of the room. Well, we have different solo careers, right? The more talented people like Bomi are, the better. There is more and more work.

Bomi has been busy for three or four days in a row and has barely had time to rest. Return late almost every day We don't even have time to talk. Don't say we can still count the times we've seen each other. And today was another day when the manager called to say that Yoon Bomi would be getting off work late. Chorong had been staring at the door for hours and there was still no sign of that person coming back.

Crack! The sound of the door opening made the people watching TV turn around immediately, but their hopes were dashed when the people who returned were Eunji and Naeun, who had been out to eat together since the evening but had just returned at five. 7pm

"Uncle Chorong isn't asleep yet?" It was Naeun who greeted her first.

"Oh, I'm not that sleepy yet," Chorong replied dryly.

“Aren't you waiting for Bom?” Eunji teased as soon as she saw the disappointed look on her face when the door opened.

"No," Chorong replied calmly.

"No need to wait, today it's late as usual," Eunji said truthfully.

"Oh, I know," Chorong replied before turning off the TV and walking into the room dejectedly.

"Uncle Chorong must miss Bomi," Naeun said with sympathy.

“Probably like that, we haven't been able to play together for almost a week now. When Brother Rong is free, Boom has work. When Boom is free, Brother Rong goes out to work. We live in the same house but we haven't met each other until we are free. "Boom is so tired and exhausted that he's going to play with Rong," Eunji said while shaking her head.

"It's such a pity." Naeun turned and said to Eunji as she thought.

“That's right, tonight I'm going to sleep with Na Eun-ah. The injury time when you had to go film a drama." Eunji turned and smiled cheekily at the girl next to her.

"No." Hearing the answer made Eunji turn around. Well, the person who answered was not the person next to me, but rather the young boy who was standing with his arms crossed on his chest, leaning against the bedroom door.

"Naeun unnie is going out with Eunji unnie, but she didn't tell me." Hayoung pled to the person standing smiling next to Eunji.

"Well, I saw you sleeping," Na-eun replied truthfully.

"Then why did you come back so late? Or did Eunji hyung do something to you?" Hayoung continued to ask, but the last sentence turned to pointing at Eunji instead.

"Hey, don't make random accusations. You take good care of Naeun,” Eunji replied, wagging her eyebrows at the young kid.

"That's enough, let's go. Hayoung can go into the room now." Naeun hurriedly cut her off before a war broke out and pushed Hayoung behind her back into the bedroom. Hayoung turned and raised her eyebrows at Eunji.

Eunji grit her teeth and said, "Yes, that young kid is a roommate, so Naeun has the advantage." I'm so annoyed.

"Uncle Eunji?" Just as Eunji was about to turn to her room, she heard a voice calling out to her. So I turned around and looked.

"Good night," Naeun said sweetly with a smile.

“Good night,” Eunji replied with a smile as well. Ha-young, who was smiling in victory just now, disappeared, concluding that Eun-ji won this round.

After the war of nerves ended, they all dispersed into their bedrooms.

Crack! The bedroom door opened as Bomi's zombie-like person arrived and immediately jumped into his own bed. I'm tired and will die.

“It looks like a corpse.” Namjoo looked pitifully at the condition of his roommate who was lying dead on the bed.

"Boom-ah," the call from another roommate made the person lying prone on the bed lazily respond in their throats.

"Aren't you going to go see Brother Rong?" Eunji asked. Because I saw the leader's condition an hour ago, I couldn't help but worry.

"The light under the door has gone out so I don't want to disturb it." Bomi opened her eyes and answered her friend. Before entering her own room, she had already checked to see if the light was turned off in Chorong's room and the result was as expected. Reply to your friend.

"But I think it's good to go look. I've seen it sitting depressed for several days now. Plus, he likes to ask me weird things,” Namjoo said, catching the attention of the other two roommates very well.

“How?” Eunji asked curiously.

"It's like asking if you change your habits or use certain things and the people around you change their behavior and don't approach you like before. Does that mean he doesn't like it?" Namjoon thought for a moment before answering his brothers.

“And what did you answer?” This time it was Bomi who jumped up and sat down to ask.

“I replied that he probably didn't like it so he distanced himself.” Namjoo's answer made Eunji and Bomi clutch their temples in time.

"You know that Brother Rong is a person who thinks too much and would still answer like that." Eun Ji grabbed her neck and punished her for her thoughtless answer.

"Ack, I'm sorry." Namjoo quickly raised his hands in surrender before being killed by Eunji.

"Bom, did you do something to make Brother Rong think about it?" Eun Ji's question made Bo's eyebrows furrow into a knot.

"I don't know, I can't think of anything," Bomi replied with a stupid face. I thought I didn't do anything. Or did it but didn't do anything?

I argued with myself for a while and then immediately got up and walked out of the room. I don't know why. If you're uncomfortable like this you definitely won't be able to sleep.

The sleeping person woke up when he felt the warmth of someone's arms wrapping around his waist.

“Are you back yet?” Chorong opened his eyes and turned around to ask the nighttime intruder who had already huddled up on the bed.

"Yes, I'm really tired," Bomi replied, tucking herself into the older man's side. Chorong smiled uncontrollably and stroked the child's hair to encourage him.

"Is there anything wrong with the news that you asked Namjoo something strange?" Bomi looked up and asked with worried eyes.

"No," Chorong answered without a full voice. Bomi found out that it wasn't true.

"He's worried about you, you know?" the little boy said softly. Ready to snuggle close before pressing the tip of his nose on the smooth cheek of his older brother. The familiar smell was making his tiredness feel better. Bomi took a deep breath before stopping.

"Have you gone back to using the same soap?" She remembered the last time she kissed Chorong on the cheek. He told her that he had changed the soap, but what he had smelled just now was the same smell.

"Umm, well.. she said she wasn't used to that smell, so I went back to using the same one," Chorong stammered in reply, turning her eyes away and looking away. Her cheeks were red, indicating that Park Chorong was embarrassed by the words. said that

Bomi laughed softly, she knew what the person in front of her was worried about.

“Do you want him to smell that good?” Bomi whispered in his ear, teasing the other person.

Phew! Then it seemed to work when the palm of his hand hit him hard on the upper arm.

"Narcissistic," Chorong said to the other person before turning around and turning his back on the person who always liked to make him feel embarrassed.

“Actually, the scent of soap doesn't matter. Just because you're the one who uses it, they say it smells good." Without saying anything, Bomi grabbed the hair of the person in front of him before pressing his nose to the back of the person in front of him's neck, telling him that the person in front of him truly smelled good all over. Until she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Boomaa~" Chorong called the other person deliriously. When Bomi didn't just stop at the nape of his neck, his mischievous nose was now sliding along his jawline.

Bomi grabbed the older man's shoulder and turned her around, their eyes meeting each other's sweetly. His heart was beating faster and faster. The little boy leaned in and placed his lips in the same position as the person in front of him, and before his temper could get any hotter, Chorong was the one who pushed his shoulder away to create a slight distance.

"Don't do it yet," Chorong said, still panting. Bomi raised an eyebrow and asked about the reason for stopping halfway like this.

"First answer, which scent of soap do you like better?" was a question that really made Bomi want to bang her head against the wall.

"I already told you that they all smell the same," the little boy replied, pressing his nose against the back of the hand holding her shoulder with barren teeth.

"Then why haven't you seen me in the past three or four days kissing you like usual?" Chorong asked, what was bothering him.

"He came back late and when I came back I turned off the lights and went to sleep. That's why I don't want to bother you," Bomi replied, taking another hand and placing it on his cheek.

"Then why did you come to see me tonight?" The question was not finished.

"Think about it," was the short answer before the child shut down the other person's opportunity to ask with his own lips.

"Oh Bomi-ah~" A happy sound came out of Chorong's mouth every time Bomi pressed the tip of his nose and lips down Chorong's body. The nostalgia was changed to longing for the scent of every nook and cranny of her body. Chorong is surveyed by Yoon Bomi in every aroma. There is no part of the younger person's nose that cannot be reached this night, allowing the senses and feelings in the mind to work together according to the needs of both people.