Love History Caused By Willful Negligence

Vol. 2 Chapter 64:

Translated by Chef

Edited by Chef

“Hello.”

“It’s been a while. Is Lee Wooyeon’s awards ceremony today?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“You must be having a hard time waiting. If you need anything, let the kids do it.”

The familiar hair designer smiled and spoke with Inseop, recognizing him. Inseop smiled and nodded his head.

Most of the time, but especially on the day of the awards ceremony, the manager had to wait a long time. Normally, he would have brought at least one book to read it, but today the letters did not catch his eye.

Yesterday, right after he did that, he received a call from Lee Wooyeon.

No, to be precise, the phone rang a few times. Before he could even think about answering or not, the call stopped. Inseop wiped his hands with a tissue.

What’s going on? Why did he hang up so soon? Should he call back? What should he say? What should he say if he asked what he was doing… . It felt like a swarm of bees were buzzing around in his head.

Inseop put his cell phone in front of him and pondered on calling back while sitting on his knees.

Fortunately or unfortunately, Lee Wooyeon did not call back. Inseop mustered up the courage to call after an hour or so, but Lee Wooyeon’s phone was turned off.

Even as they got into the car this morning, Lee Wooyeon said nothing. Inseop couldn’t even ask why he called. In fact, he couldn’t even speak. He couldn’t even raise his head, afraid that if he met his eyes, he would find out what he had done. He didn’t know if his feet were shaking, but strangely, Lee Wooyeon’s attitude seems to be much colder today.

He wished it was an illusion.

But once today passed, somehow…

Inseop fidgeted with the envelope in his pocket. He was paying for repairs to Lee Wooyeon. It was a check for 100 million won that he got from the bank before going to the motel yesterday.

He intended to apologize with all his heart by paying for the repairs.

‘I’m really sorry that I broke something of yours, that it won’t happen again, and I apologize if I’ve done anything wrong, so I hope you’ll relive your anger…

Suddenly, Inseop thought that he hadn’t seen Lee Wooyeon’s smiling face for a long time.

“I wish I could see your smiling face today…”

Inseop muttered to himself and lowered his head. Just then, someone pushed a drink in front of him.

“What are you doing here?”

It was Kim Kangwoo. Inseop just sat there, and smiled.

“Have a cup of coffee.”

“Thank you for this”

“I have to do this. Did you have breakfast?”

When Inseop hesitated, Kim Kangwoo took out a sandwich from a plastic bag and gave it to him.

“No. It’s okay. You eat.”

“I bought a lot. Because the waiting time is long today.”

Kim Kangwoo showed him a plastic bag with several sandwiches and bread.

“Then I’ll eat well”

Although he had no appetite, Inseop accepted the sandwich.

“Oh, that’s right. This one.”

Kim Kangwoo took out a small briefcase from his pocket and held it out.

“I forgot to give it to you earlier.”

“What is this?”

“I don’t know. My brother-in-law told me to give it to you. My second brother-in-law.”

“Manager Cha?”

“Yes. He told you to watch it when you are alone.”

Inseop, who was about to check inside, listened to Kangwoo and closed the envelope. Inseop took the envelope of money from his pocket, put in the other envelope, folded it in half, and put it neatly in the inside pocket of his jacket.

“Where is the actor?”

“On the fourth floor.”

“Then would you like to go upstairs and get him a sandwich?”

“No, he doesn’t usually eat on days like this.”

Kim Kangwoo sat next to Inseop with a relieved look on his face.

“Great. I was a little scared to go up there.”

“Why?”

“There are too many celebrities.”

This hair salon, which occupies an entire building in Cheongdam-dong, was famous as a holy place for celebrities. It would not be an exaggeration to say that most famous celebrities use this place.

“If there are one or two people, I’ll just watch, but I feel like I’m being watched because of the sheer amount of people. Just imagining it makes me shrivel.”

Kim Kangwoo pretended to shrink his body and laughed. Inseop laughed spontaneously at the gesture, which was not befitting of his size.

“You’re handsome too.”

“I used to think I was like that too, but I hate looking in the mirror because I’ve been watching so many celebrities lately.”

“No. Kangwoo, you’re really handsome too. You’re a handsome man.”

Inseop praised Kangwoo earnestly, using words he saw on the Internet.

“Oh again, what have I got?”

“You’re tall. There are many idols who look like you these days.”

“Well, eating healthy is in style these days, right?”

Kim Kangwoo, who was playful, put his hand on his chin and tilted his head. Inseop nodded his head eagerly and agreed.

“Yeah, eat healthy. Kangwoo should eat a lot.”

“What are you eating hard for?”

Inseop turned his head at the sudden voice.”

“Oh my.”

Kim Kangwoo exclaimed. Inseop was so surprised that he couldn’t even open his mouth and he froze on the spot.

It was Lee Wooyeon.

Lee Wooyeon, wearing a navy Tom Ford suit, was standing on the stair railing.

“Wow. Really…, so.”

Kim Kangwoo stammered as if he couldn’t find the right words to describe the man in front of him.

Tom Fort’s classic suit was one that was hard to pull off. It looked stuffy when worn on a body that had grown through reckless exercise, but looked pitiful when worn on a slender body with no muscles.

The broad shoulders, long legs, and the strong body of the man exposed through the elegantly falling fabric clearly showed who the owner of the clothes was.

Even though his neck tie and white dress shirt had a couple of buttons unbuttoned, Lee Wooyeon felt like he was perfectly dressed from head to toe.

Due to the nature of his job, he had seen Lee Wooyeon in a suit only once or twice, but Inseop was so surprised that he couldn’t even blink.

Because he doesn’t like having people by his side, Lee Wooyeon didn’t have his own stylist and chose his own clothes. The suit he was wearing today was the same.

Is it because of his mood?

He seemed to be paying more attention than usual.

“I’ve been looking for you for a while, but why are you there?”

Lee Wooyeon turned his gaze to Inseop. Inseop, who was staring at him in awe, was startled when their eyes met. The wind crumpled the coffee jug he was holding in his hand and coffee spilled out.

“Oh.”

Inseop set the cup right away, but his shirt was already stained with coffee. Kim Kangwoo quickly pulled out a tissue and wiped Inseop’s shirt.

“Are you okay? You threw away all your clothes… Ahh.”

His hand stretched out from behind him and grabbed Kim Kangwoo’s wrist. Surprised by the sudden grip, Kim Kangwoo screamed in pain.

“It stains when you rub it like that.”

Lee Wooyeon shook Kim Kangwoo’s hand and explained.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know.”

Kangwoo rubbed his still tingling wrist. He had only been held briefly, but his wrists were left with a pale mark.

“Do you have a spare shirt?”

At Lee Wooyeon’s question, Inseop shook his head. If it was normal, he would always bring a spare set of clothes, but he packed all of them in a moving bag and sent them off, so he went to work empty-handed.

Lee Wooyeon motioned at him to follow me.

“Wait a minute.”

When Inseop pulled out a tissue to pick up coffee that had fallen on the floor, a wrinkle formed between Wooyeon’s forehead.

“Mr. Kangwoo””

“Yes?”

“Can you help me?”

“Yes, Mr Lee Wooyeon.”

It was rare for Lee Wooyeon to ask for help first, so Kim Kangwoo answered happily.

“Thank you.”

Lee Wooyeon took the disposable cup and toilet paper from Inseop’s hand and handed it to Kim Kangwoo. Kim Kangwoo, who did not understand the meaning, stood there awkwardly, and Lee Wooyeon pointed his chin to the floor and said.

“Wipe it.”

“Yes? Oh, yes. I see.”

His tone was gentle, but his eyes were like that of a master giving instructions to his maid. While Kim Kangwoo was wiping the floor with a blank face, Lee Wooyeon took Inseop’s hand and dragged him along. People coming down the stairs were busy stopping and looking back at Lee Wooyeon.

“Uh, where are you going?”

“Fitting room.”

A short answer came back. The locker room was on the 5th floor. In contrast to the crowded shops, the changing rooms were empty.

“Fortunately, I have a spare shirt.”

Lee Wooyeon took out a shirt from his suitcase hanging on his hanger and handed it to Inseop.

“Thank you.”

Inseop took the shirt with both hands. Lee Wooyeon, who he expected to leave, locked the door. Click. Hearing the sound of the lock, Inseop turned his head in a hurry.

“You can’t let anyone come in while you’re changing.”

“Thank you for caring for me.”

Inseop turned around and took off his jacket. Fortunately, the coffee stain remained only on the shirt. Inseop unbuttoned his shirt. He tried not to be conscious, but he felt a presence behind his back, and his hand to unbutton the button moved slowly.

“…I called yesterday because there was a missed call, but you didn’t answer.”

“I must have pressed it wrong. I didn’t answer because my cell phone is broken.”

“I see. I was worried.”

“Are you worried?”

“Of course… ”

He turned his head and faced Lee Wooyeon, who was looking his way. Inseop’s face instantly heated up at the direct sight that seemed to pierce his face.

“… I was.”

Inseop turned his back and unbuttoned all the buttons on his shirt. Then he quickly put on Lee Wooyeon’s shirt and began to fasten the buttons.

“What did you two talk about earlier?”

He could feel Lee Wooyeon standing behind him. He had to fasten his button, but his hand did not move as he had intended.

“We, we didn’t say much. I just praised Kangwoo.”

“What compliment?”

Lee Wooyeon’s voice came closer. Through one of the doors, he could hear people coming and going outside. Inseop’s lips dried up. In a place like this, on a day like this, he couldn’t help but feel nervous, knowing that Lee Wooyeon would never lay a hand on him.

“Just that he looked like he was eating well… Ugh.”

Lee Wooyeon’s face suddenly approached. Inseop held his breath while holding onto the hem of his clothes.

“And me?”

“Lee, Lee Wooyeon, of course, eats a lot and eats healthy.”

Inseop quickly changed his expression to a respectful language. Even after hearing the answer, Lee Wooyeon’s expression did not even change.

“You said you were looking for me earlier.”

Inseop struggled to find a new topic.

“Because of the hair. I have to talk to the manager about what to do, but I need to see Mr. Inseop.”

Usually, the hair designer decides the hair according to the outfit. It was for that reason that Lee Wooyeon tried on his outfit. He didn’t even need to consult with the manager.

“Hair? Wait a minute.”

Unable to see through such a lie, Inseop quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket and went through his photo album.

“You looked good with this hair during the commercial pictorial, but it doesn’t seem to suit the suit you’re wearing now. I liked this too, but um…”

Lee Wooyeon stared blankly at Inseop, who was soon lost with the most serious face in the world.

‘Who is the boy sitting next to Wooyeon’s manager? Is he a new kid at the company? They seemed to get along well.’

Lee Wooyeon immediately stood up from his seat at the question of a passing designer. As expected, he was able to spot Kim Kangwoo sitting close to Choi Inseop.

Kangwoo-ya.

Every time Choi Inseop called Kim Kangwoo like that, bitterness rose from his throat.

If it wasn’t for CEO Kim, he would have twisted Kim Kangwoo’s neck and buried him in the hills.

“How about this?”

Choi Inseop showed him a pictorial photo taken in Paris a while ago and asked.

“It’s fine.”

Lee Wooyeon answered without even looking at the screen. Inseop thought that he might not like the haircut he proposed, so he began to look through the photos again with a timid expression.

“Button.”

Lee Wooyeon pointed at Inseop’s chest. It was only then that Inseop realized that he had buttoned up by crossing them from the middle.

“sorry. I will button it again.”

Lee Wooyeon stared down at Inseop, who was apologizing even though it was nothing to be sorry for. It took Inseop a long time to unfasten even a single button. Then someone turned the handle to open the locker room door.

“There are people here.”

Lee Wooyeon replied. Inseop quickly moved his hand. But the more he was in a hurry, the more his hands couldn’t move properly. Eventually, he also lost the jacket that was on his arm.

“I’ll help you.”

“Oh, no. I can,…I will.”

Lee Wooyeon did not listen and unbuttoned his button. Tiny nipples were exposed. Imagining Inseop lying on the table and sucking his nipples with his shirt open, Wooyeon unbuttoned this shirt.

Inseop couldn’t raise or lower his hand, and he clenched it awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

“I’m done.”

“Thank you.”

Inseop bowed his head and thanked him. The large shirt collar made his chest visible whenever he lowered his head.

“It’s too big.”

Lee Wooyeon frowned.

“I’ll be fine with my jacket on.”

All of Lee Wooyeon’s shirts were custom-made. That’s why the off-the-shelf shirt didn’t fit because of his shoulders. Inseop grabbed the hem of his shirt and began to crumple it into his pants in order to somehow smooth out his baggy shirt.

If he took off Inseop’s pants and spread his legs with only the shirt on, what would happen?

With the thought that it would be awesome, Lee Wooyeon held out his hands.

“Come here. I’ll help you later.”

Contrary to the lewd thoughts that popped into his head, Lee Wooyeon grabbed and dragged Inseop with a calm voice. He grabbed the hem of his loose shirt, folded it straight and tucked it into his trousers. Because of his thin waist, even with his shirt tucked in, his pants were loose. Lee Wooyeon asked in a calm voice, swallowing the desire to put his hand down his pants.

“Are you eating well?”

“What?”

At the sudden question, Inseop widened his eyes.

“I feel like you’ve lost more weight.”

His waist was so thin. It felt like if he put strength in his hand while holding onto his waist, it would break his back.

“Now, I don’t know. It seems a bit missing… Why is that?”

Inseop noticed that Lee Wooyeon’s eyes stayed on his stomach and asked.

“You’re not showing.”

Lee Wooyeon muttered in a tone of regret.

“What?”

Inseop wondered if he had put the wrong hem on, so he looked around his waist and asked back.

“I put in enough for a child to show.”

“A child, a child to show?”

Lee Wooyeon tapped Inseop on the stomach. It was only then that Inseop realized the meaning of the phrase.

Was he kidding me? Should he laugh?

While thinking about it, Inseop recalled that Wooyeon had talked about children several times before, and carefully brought out his words.

“Would you like to have children?”

Lee Wooyeon said that he never showed affection or showed interest in kids, even if it was a pretense. When he was filming a movie or drama, he was just polite to the child actors he co-starred with, nothing more, nothing less.

However, because Inseop had a history of offending Lee Wooyeon because of his cat remarks, he thought that he should not judge with prejudice.

“A kid? Who? Me?”

Lee Wooyeon pointed at himself and asked again. When Inseop nodded, he swallowed a smile.

“Will you give birth if necessary?”

Then he tilts his head and asks.

“…sorry.”

“What are you sorry about?”

“I-I can’t do that… If it’s anything else, I’ll listen.”

Lee Wooyeon’s long arm touched the table. Inseop was trapped between the table and Lee Wooyeon.

“I want to have you.”

He spoke lightly, like a child begging his mother to buy him something. Inseop bowed his head and apologized.

Lee Wooyeon swallowed a laugh inwardly as he pondered the fact that he could be in heat even with Inseop’s panting.

He didn’t intend to touch him until the awards ceremony was over. He had no intention of being friendly. He was going to leave him unattended, anxious and then go in.

However, he changed his mind when he faced Inseop, who said he couldn’t give birth to a child and couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.

Can’t he just taste him a little bit?

Lee Wooyeon opened his eyes slightly and leaned his upper body forward.

It was then.