The sound of waves filled the quiet beach.
Shurutae looked out at the sea and smiled gently.
“Our lives have changed so much, Tarushi…”
Tarushi stood beside him, gazing out at the sea. For the first time in a long time, a small, peaceful smile appeared on his face.
And at that moment, their story began to unfold…
past
“We first met at an amusement park.”
Tarushi's voice echoed in his memory.
“Growing up, we were always together. I couldn't be without him for a single moment.”
Tarushi clenched his fists.
"I've always had trouble controlling my anger. I'd get into fights easily, lose my temper easily... But Shurutae was different. He always calmed me down. Maybe... I already loved him back then."
He sighed deeply.
"But I couldn't say it. I didn't want to drag him into my dangerous world. A world filled with mafia, blood, and enemies. So I locked those feelings away deep inside."
Then that night, everything changed.
club
The music was deafeningly loud, and lights flashed everywhere.
Shurutae, already drunk, was smiling and giving himself over to the rhythm.
Then, a man touched him inappropriately.
Before anyone could react—
bang!
A gunshot rang out.
Everyone froze.
Tarushi came in, holding a gun. His eyes were filled with anger.
“How dare you… touch my person…”
He pulled the trigger again, and the bullet grazed the man's head.
The man fell to the floor in terror.
The moment Tarushi was about to kill him, a drunken Shurutae fell from his chair.
Tarushi ran straight to him and carefully hugged him.
And he looked at his friend and said.
“Kenji, take care of it.”
Without looking back, he carried Shuruta out of the club and into his car.
The night everything changed
Upon arriving home, Tarushi put Shurutae to bed.
Just as he was about to leave the room, Shurutae grabbed his hand tightly.
“You are… mine… only mine…”
Tarushi stopped.
“Do you know who I am?” he asked softly.
Shurutae smiled sleepily.
“I know… It’s you… my love.”
Before he could stop her, Shurutae pulled him in and kissed him.
Tarushi tried to resist, but... in the end, he couldn't.
That night, they crossed the line between friendship and love.
The next morning, Shurutae opened his eyes.
Next to him was Tarushi, still asleep.
He smiled and kissed her forehead.
"good morning my love."
Meanwhile — Kenji and Namji
After dealing with the man, Kenji went to his regular bar to have a drink alone, as he always did.
But something was different tonight.
I felt someone's gaze.
At first he ignored it, but on his way to the bathroom he ran into Namji.
Kenji tried to swing his fist, but Namji easily caught his hand and pushed him against the wall.
“Calm down, my boy.”
Namji whispered mockingly.
“He looks even more handsome up close.”
Kenji glared at him.
“Let go now, you punk!”
Namji said with a smile.
“No, baby. You’re mine tonight.”
He carried Kenji on his shoulder and took him to a private room.
At first, Kenji resisted, but… little by little, everything changed.
After a few hours, the room became quiet.
Namji opened his eyes in the morning and found the seat next to him empty.
He looked into the empty space and smiled wickedly.
“Run away, honey…
But the day I get caught again, I'll never escape."
A devilish smile spread across his lips.
To Be Continued…