The Hunter Wants to Live Quietly (bl)

How long had they been standing like that? Just when the warmth filling both arms began to feel familiar, as if it were his own, a heavy weight suddenly dropped onto his shoulder. Cha Eui-jae turned his head. Amid the sweet scent, there was a faint smell of blood. It was Sa-young's.

"What? What's wrong?"

"...Ah."

"Sa-young?"

"I can't hold on anymore..."

With that last murmur, which sounded almost like a complaint, Sa-young's full weight pressed onto Cha Eui-jae's body. The arms that had been wrapped around his waist slowly slipped away.

'What the...?'

He could hear the soft, steady sound of breathing near his ear. With a bewildered expression, Cha Eui-jae supported Sa-young's waist with his arms.

"Wait, is he seriously asleep right now?"

"Hmm... I guess he's finally run out of stamina."

Lee Sa-young mumbled as he stood up. Cha Eui-jae adjusted his hold on the limp Sa-young. With an inscrutable look in his light purple eyes, Lee Sa-young's gaze flicked between Cha Eui-jae and the unconscious Sa-young. He tilted his head slightly.

"We were in a power struggle... me and him."