By Zephyria Tae-min put down his spoon and looked at Sung Se-han. His gaze was so fierce that I was startled. It wasn’t the look he usually gave Sung Se-han.
“Se-han Hyung, do you think the fans don’t know that you don’t even go to your dorm and come to our house to sleep? Only our Hyung gets cursed at again if you do this. Why can’t you take responsibility…?”
“Tae-min. Hyung will take care of that, so why are you worrying about unnecessary things?”
I understood Tae-min’s feelings, but I was also worried about Mom and Sung Se-han’s feelings, so I was very flustered.
“You don’t have to worry about that. Hyung is working hard so that he won’t be ashamed, so the fans…”
“Our Tae-min.”
Sung Se-han put his arm on my chair and leaned towards me.
“Worries about Hyung a lot. How admirable.”
I couldn’t smile even as I saw his favorite eye smile. Why did the atmosphere at the breakfast table turn out like this…?
“He’s my only Hyung, so it’s natural to worry.”
I looked at Tae-min with a puzzled expression.
The Tae-min I knew wasn’t the type to get angry at Se-han because of the hate comments on the internet. Besides, just last night, he said he missed Se-han Hyung with shining eyes.
“Tae-min, I’m disappointed.”
Sung Se-han put one arm on the table and pulled his chair closer.
“You used to say I was like a real Hyung to you. I guess you don’t like me anymore.”
It was just a slightly dejected tone, but Tae-min was immediately flustered.
“N, no, it’s not that I don’t like you! That’s not what I meant.”
“Tae-min, I’ll try not to cause any harm to Tae-kyung. So don’t hate me.”
Sung Se-han tilted his head and gave a friendly smile. I watched Tae-min’s embarrassed expression with a heavy heart.
Mom, who had gotten up from the table, brought a plate of sliced fruit.
“Se-han, don’t be upset. Tae-min likes you so much.”
“I’m not upset, Mother. I feel sorry for Tae-min.”
Oh dear, Mom waved her hand and patted Tae-min on the back.
“He must have said that because he was upset that his Hyung was being cursed at. Tae-min usually gets angry when Se-han Hyung gets cursed at for no reason. Tae-min, am I right?”
Tae-min, who was holding a spoon, lowered his head without saying a word. I think I need to have a serious conversation with Tae-min later.
“Tae-min, you’ll be late for school. Hurry up and finish your meal.”
“I’m done.”
Tae-min got up from the table and went into his room. As I watched his retreating figure, Mom patted Sung Se-han’s hand.
“Se-han, he must be having a hard time adjusting to high school. Let’s understand him.”
“Of course, Mother. He’s my younger brother, so I should understand him.”
Sung Se-han got up from the table and patted my shoulder as he passed by. Huh? I saw Sung Se-han go into Tae-min’s room and jumped up from my chair, but then just sat back down.
“Leave them alone. Se-han must have something to say.”
“Yeah.”
I nodded at Mom’s words.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Sung Se-han knocked on the open door as Tae-min was putting on his school uniform jacket. Tae-min glanced at Sung Se-han and grabbed his bag and phone.
“Why are you knocking when the door’s open?”
The moment Tae-min, who had slung his backpack over his shoulder, turned around, Sung Se-han closed the door. Tae-min frowned and looked up.
“Hyung, I’m late for school.”
“Tae-min.”
Sung Se-han leaned against the door and reached out his hand.
“If you have something to say, tell me. Don’t worry Mother and Tae-kyung.”
Tae-min’s eyes became complicated at the touch of his hand stroking his hair.
“I don’t… have anything special to say.”
“Even if it’s not now.”
Sung Se-han grabbed Tae-min’s shoulder tightly with the hand that had been touching his hair. And he tilted his head and looked into Tae-min’s eyes.
“If you have something to say, tell me. We talk first, and then we tell Tae-kyung. Got it?”
Tae-min felt a strange sense of pressure in Sung Se-han’s calm and serious eyes.
“Okay.”
Only after hearing Tae-min’s firm promise did Sung Se-han show a friendly eye smile.
“Let’s go. I’ll give you a ride to school.”
“Huh?”
Tae-min stared blankly at Sung Se-han, who opened the door and went out, and then hurriedly followed him.
“Hyung! You’re giving me a ride?”
“It’s on the way.”
Various scenes flashed through Tae-min’s mind in this unexpected situation.
Once he leaves this house, Sung Se-han is not his Hyung’s friend, but a celebrity. The most popular member of Perfect Puzzle, who is always the center of attention for the female students at school!
Until now, he hadn’t bothered to brag about how close he was to Se-han Hyung. If his friends saw how close he was to Hyung, who was giving him a ride to school, they would probably faint in surprise.
“What’s on the way? It’s in the opposite direction!”
Sigh… Tae-min erased all the scenes in his head at Tae-kyung’s shout.
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“You have to go to the practice room by nine o’clock. If you stop by there, you’ll definitely be late. Calculate your time well, okay?”
If Sung Se-han gives him a ride, Tae-min will definitely be happy, and I’ll be happy too.
But there was no point in going all the way to Tae-min’s school and attracting unnecessary attention. I wish he would be more careful and aware of his surroundings. I don’t know why this guy is so oblivious.
“Tae-min, if you’re late, take a taxi today…”
“I’m going to give him a ride, so Lee Tae-kyung, don’t interfere.”
After making Tae-min wait in the hallway, Sung Se-han went into his room to get his clothes. Seeing Mom’s bright smile, I couldn’t stop him anymore.
“Se-han.”
Sung Se-han, who was putting on his training top, turned around when I entered the room.
“Just drop Tae-min off near his school…”
As I was about to set the route, a large hand wrapped around the back of my neck and pulled me in.
I closed my eyes the moment Sung Se-han tilted his head and came closer. I couldn’t help it, because I felt like I would suffocate if I kept looking at his light-filled brown eyes.
Before our lips met, a wet tongue licked my lips first. As if he was thirsty, I opened my mouth and fully accepted his thick tongue. The sticky tongue rubbed my tongue up and down and sucked on it, and my legs gave way.
“Heuh…”
Sung Se-han, who had lifted me up in his arms as I was about to slump down, sat me on the desk.
“Haa…!”
As I blinked my eyes in dizziness, a large hand squeezed my thigh tightly and then released it.
“Tae-kyung, I’m going to work hard.”
The breath whispering in my ear was so hot that I got goosebumps. The moment I closed my eyes tightly, the warm body temperature fell away. The surroundings suddenly became cold, and my body trembled.
“……”
I could hear voices chattering in the hallway.
I had to go see Tae-min off, but my legs were shaking so much that it was hard to move.
“Haa… I’m going crazy…”
The moment I visually confirmed that the front of my pants was bulging, I covered my face with my hands. I have to calm down quickly. It would be a disaster if Mom came into the room like this.
It wasn’t until Mom left for work that I lay back down on the bed.
I felt like Sung Se-han’s Cologne scent was still there, so I buried my nose in the blanket, and drowsiness came over me. I felt like I needed to sleep for about three hours to make up for my lack of sleep….
What woke me up as I was being sucked into sleep was the vibration of my phone.
I reached out to my bedside and checked my phone. I jumped up when I saw ‘Se-han’s Auntie’ on the screen.
“Yes, Auntie! It’s Tae-kyung.”
Tae-kyung, I heard you got a vacation, so I called.
I couldn’t help but smile at Auntie’s always cheerful voice.
“Yes, I got a 3-day vacation. So I’m lazing around.”
Then can you spare some time for Auntie? I’d like to have lunch with you.
I had a feeling she wanted to talk to me about something. It was a welcome thing for me now that I was lazing around with nothing to do.
“Okay! Where should we go?”
I’ll send a car to your apartment at 11 o’clock.
“Oh, no. I can take a taxi.”
No way. Come in the car that Auntie sends. Got it?
After ending the call, I sat on the bed and pondered for a moment.
When I meet Auntie, would it be okay to ask her about the things I’ve been curious about…? What if Sung Se-han doesn’t like it…?
“But I can’t help it.”
There were many things I needed to know in order to understand Sung Se-han a little better. So I couldn’t help it.
The car that Auntie sent arrived at the pasta restaurant that we used to go to occasionally.
There was a separate room here, so we always ate pasta in the private room on the second floor.
As I was going up the stairs to the second floor, I realized something that I hadn’t considered before.
When Auntie bought us meals, she always took us to the pasta restaurant as if it were natural. Just because I liked it.
I don’t think I’ve ever eaten food that Auntie or Se-han liked.
“I took that for granted.”
The manager, who had been waiting in front of the private room, opened the door for me. Through the open door, I could see Auntie fiddling with a tablet.