Healer - Chapter 15.1

His eyes engrossed in fury weighed down on the top of Yaba’s head which was a span of a hand away. His neck was stiff as if he was about to break. Kang Giha, who was buried in the darkness at dawn, asked again.

“I asked where you have been.”

Yaba was more concerned about the cigarette caught in Giha’s finger than the atmosphere that was like slicing raw flesh with a knife. The sparks flashed a bright red light as if they were stinging Yaba’s eyes right away. He looked at the cigarette and said,

“Can’t you see? You saw me coming out of the bathroom.”

Kang Giha jeered.

“Stop the bullshit and tell me the truth. I don’t feel like accepting your nonsense today.”

Cocaine intervened.

“After what happened yesterday, anyone would want to go out. If you just let it go this time, I will take responsibility and make sure that nothing like this happens, boss.”

Fear was evident on Cocaine’s face. Cocaine, who had always been an exception to the harsh punishments Kang Giha gave, had no immunity to violence. Because he was the center of Paradiso and a noble healer who lived only in clean waters.

“Shut up. You stay out of it.”

Yaba looked up at Kang Giha with a cold glance.

“I don’t have the energy to deal with you. I’m going to sleep, so get out.”

He walked past Giha and walked to the bed. Immediately, a hand gripped his forearm, forcing his gaze. The eyes that were similar to the cigarette bud scorched his eyes.

“Do you think I’m free enough to accept that nonsense? I asked where you’ve been!”

“I thought I would go crazy if I stayed here, so I left! You can press the remote control. You will press it someday. It doesn’t matter when you press it. Do whatever you want! Do as you please!”

“Why are you driving me crazy with something that hasn’t happened? There’s a limit to my patience. Tell me the truth!”

“I live like this with patience too, but who are you that you can’t stand it? Who do you think you are!”

He shook off Kang Giha’s hand and muttered. They were swept by each other’s harsh emotions and fell to the floor. Kang Giha grabbed Yaba by the neck and pulled him up. His shirt stretched, revealing his shoulders and stomach. At that moment, all movements stopped for a moment. Yaba looked up at the sinister silence. Giha’s eyes were already going over Yaba’s neck and shoulders. Kang Giha’s face which had some small wounds twitched.

“Fuck…”

The bastard grabbed Yaba by the back of his head and twisted his neck.

“Who is it?”

Yaba was puzzled. Why was Kang Giha suddenly acting like his madman, and what did he find on Yaba’s body? Yaba sighed and managed to let out a voice.

“What… bullshit are you talking about now?”

“I asked what kind of bastard did this!”

Yaba laughed as rudely as possible.

“It’s troublesome to talk about it. If you are curious about it, do your own research.”

There was a moment when Giha’s eyes were trembling. He shoved his fist into Yaba’s face relentlessly, making him slam into the edge of the bed and collapse. For a moment, his vision went white and he couldn’t breathe. Cocaine caught his breath and then rushed towards him. Kang Giha threw Cocaine outside and locked the door. Before he could come to his senses, he lifted Yaba’s collar.

“I told you not to roll your body recklessly. Who is it?!”

“Ugh… Le… let me go… !!”

There were several red marks on Yaba’s cheeks. Kang Giha’s fist attacked his stomach like a falling rock and pierced his stomach. It was such a terrible pain that the intestines were crushed. Kang Giha immersed herself in the action with cruel eyes, as if he had nothing to do with this pain. Blood pooled in Yaba’s mouth. As Yaba struggled, Kang Giha’s face became painfully contorted.

“Who is it?! Speak.”

Kang Giha climbed on top of the lying Yaba and wrapped his hands around his neck. Yaba tore off his hand and struggled. Kang Giha was strange today. The rambling interrogation focused not on the fact that Yaba had left without permission, but only who he was with. The lower body of the person in contact with it hardened with a fierce force. The center of the scorching heat was rubbed between Yaba’s crotch. Kang Giha’s intense breathing and Yaba’s panting were intertwined.

Heuk, fuck. Dog-like… ! Kang Giha chewed a curse and placed his lips on Yaba. It was probably his tongue that dug into his mouth. It was more horrid and nauseating than the hand strangling his neck. Even with a few rubs, his bulky thing grew terribly. The testicles below must have been hardened. There was also jealousy that overturned Yaba’s stomach. Blood rushed to Yaba’s face and the buzzing tinnitus was in the distance. Memories being beat up and neglected strangled him.

The first time Yaba took the drug was right after entering the corporal punishment warehouse. At that time, he had no idea why he had to go to the warehouse. It must have been because he couldn’t memorize the lyrics given to him as an assignment, or because he rebelled against Kang Giha. There must have been about four. Their faces couldn’t be remembered. That day, thugs bound Yaba’s limbs and stuffed their genitals into his mouth. They mocked Yaba’s empty scrotum, panted like a dog, and stuffed it in his mouth several times until his tongue and throat were broken. After that happened, he started to take some strong drugs. After that, the same thing did not happen, and the thugs who raped Yaba’s mouth suddenly disappeared.

Before he knew it, Kang Giha released his hand and began to chew Yaba’s lips. The sound of his breathing and his hips ran towards the climax. Yaba’s breathing suddenly stopped, and his vision faltered. Yaba stretched out his hand down. He fumbled between the mattresses with all his might. Click, a metal groan caught in his fingertips.

He thought about it. He revealed his ugly scrotum to Cha Yiseok and sang a lullaby, so he had no regrets anymore. Yaba pierced the center of Kang Giha with all his might. However, the scissor slipped and slashed his thigh because he was quick to dodge. The pressure on his body receded.

Yaba coughed violently, sucking in the lack of air. Kang Giha retreated. A pool of blood pooled under the elongated leg. It was disgusting to see his thing still standing even after being stabbed in the thigh. He lifted his gaze from the scissors stuck in his thigh and stared at Yaba with a crushing gaze. Yaba spread out on the bed and let out intermittent breaths.

“… The advantage of being a eunuch… Have you thought about it?”

Even when Cha Yiseok caressed him enough to melt him, Yaba’s penis couldn’t respond. So it was a pleasure that should never be allowed even to that demon. His shirt was torn down to the bottom of Yaba’s chest and his lips were tangled in saliva. Unbeknownst to him, tears gathered and ran down on his cheeks. Kang Giha’s gaze reached all of those places.

“… Think about it. Make sure you think about it. You are responsible for that after all.”

Kang Giha’s eyes, buried in darkness, resembled deep pain. Yaba breathed with empty eyes. The sun shone through the blinds and pierced the cold grave. The scrotum, which lost its egg, would rather melt in that light, rot and disappear without a shape…

“Otherwise… I will kill you with my own hands.”

***

The sensual sunlight poured down on the living room floor and furniture in a black and white combination. Cha Yiseok enjoyed the hazy state, savoring the light coming through the wide window. In the same state as yesterday, the shirt was almost unbuttoned completely, and the pants belt and zipper were down. He had fallen asleep like a dead person listening to the song last night. The sagging and fragmented scenes were arranged haphazardly in the head. All over the living room were the footprints of a cat who roamed the streets barefoot at night. Cha Yiseok groaned and traced the tracks with his eyes.

“I’ve never heard such a sexy lullaby.”

It was the most ecstatic sleeping pill in the world. His muscles were also lethargic and his thirst was more intense than yesterday, but he felt a subtle feeling of fullness and hunger at the same time. Then the vibrating sound of the cell phone woke him up from the drowsiness. It was Han Sungjae.

― After you made a mess at the gathering yesterday, did you get a good night’s sleep? After you turned things upside down like that, Uncle flipped out, Auntie drank too much, Haemin said that you left her on the street, and kept harassing me on the phone all night… !

“Is that so?”

Cha Yiseok brushed his disheveled hair and pulled out a cigarette by his bedside. After calming down for a moment, Han Sungjae said.

— I was thinking about it yesterday, about Auntie. If you leave her that way, you’ll be in trouble. How about leaving her to Cocaine? I heard he can cure mental illnesses too?

He once had sympathy for his mother, abandoned by her husband and comforted by alcohol. However, over the years, Cha Yiseok chose to be a bystander in her suffocating actions. Cha Yiseok lit the tip of the cigarette.

“There’s enough things going wrong with her. If she becomes addicted to Cocaine’s songs and becomes a nuisance, I can’t handle it.”

― Well, there is a risk, but seeing that you are going around fine after listening to his songs, I think Auntie should be okay… Doesn’t Auntie have issues taking sleeping pills while drinking? A month ago, she was on the verge of drowning in the bathtub. It’s far better to be addicted to Cocaine’s song than to be tangled in more extreme actions that are irreversible. Think about it?

“I don’t think she will entertain Cocaine. She’s a gentry who hates music.”

— Isn’t there nothing to lose? And once she hears his song, Auntie will change her mind. Because I did too. By the way, it’s been a while since I went to Paradiso with you. Let’s go once, what do you say?

“I’ll look at the time. What about Chairman Lim?”

― I was going to talk about that yesterday, but you made that mess and left… The day before yesterday, I took him to Paradiso. At first, he put on airs and was reluctant. But he was drawn in by the bout of sex and came out with a rejuvenated face?

“What about the video?”

— Don’t worry, I took a good one. Think about Auntie’s issue.

Cha Yiseok ended the call and rubbed the cigarette into the ashtray to put it out. Something had been missing since earlier. At this time, Soonyi would be wrapping around his body, but there was no sign of it. He groped for the bulging blanket, lifted it up, but couldn’t see it. Then he came to his senses, remembering that he had locked it up in his room yesterday. He rubbed the back of his neck and went to his room. But it was quiet even when he whistled. The bathroom, the dressing room, and even the cabinets were thoroughly searched, but there was no trace of the snake. It couldn’t have opened the door on its own, Cha Yiseok was puzzled.

Cha Yiseok went to the kitchen, brushing his disheveled hair. He opened the refrigerator door and took a sip of the bottled water. Just as he was about to close the door, a yellow object was reflected in a translucent vegetable box. He wondered if the assistant bought melons and filled it up. However, the yellow and regular orange patterns were somehow different from that of melons. Hm? Cha Yiseok widened his eyes and opened the vegetable box. The moment he checked the interior, he was startled. The two-metre-long reptile was shivering in a cramped space.

“You, why…”

Cha Yiseok quickly pulled out Soonyi. He lifted up Soonyi’s droopy face and examined the condition of his eyes. Its red eyes lazily fluttered, as if it was in hibernation. He lightly tapped its cheek with the back of his hand, but it fell into a coma and didn’t even move. Cha Yiseok walked quickly and massaged Soonyi on the blanket and rubbed Soonyi earnestly until his arms were sore. Then Soonyi finally lifted its head and flicked its tongue. Its red eyes also lit up.

Cha Yiseok sighed and ruffled his own hair. Who the hell did such an absurd thing, he rolled his sleepy head. At that moment, the face of an angry cat brushed against him.

“Ha.”

He snorted.