By Zephyria 
“How does it feel to be sucked by your younger brother, Hyung?”
The moment he heard those words, his heart sank.
“……What?”
He snapped awake as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.
Jae-gyeom, who had been covering his face with both hands, instinctively looked up at Yoon Tae-hee. Jae-gyeom’s face was flushed bright red, and the eyes staring at Yoon Tae-hee were shaking violently.
He had been about to demand why the hell Tae-hee had swallowed it, and how he could possibly do such a thing. But the moment Yoon Tae-hee called him ‘Hyung,’ his mind went blank as if he had been struck in the back of the head.
“You crazy, insane bastard, what the hell are you talking about!”
To call him Hyung in this situation—Yoon Tae-hee must have lost his mind.
Jae-gyeom was deeply shaken. He suddenly felt unable to lift his head. He felt as if he had done something he shouldn’t have, or as if he had betrayed the laws of nature. He felt inexplicably ashamed and sorry toward Myo-jeong and Hwirim.
……What would Myo-jeong and Hwirim think if they knew about this?
An intense shame he had never felt in his life washed over him, and an unknown sense of immorality crashed over him like a wave. Not knowing what to do, Jae-gyeom hurriedly straightened his clothes and burst out in anger.
“Do you want to die? Wh-wh-who told you to call me Hyung?”
To this, Yoon Tae-hee replied with a quiet smile.
“You said you’d be my Hyung once, isn’t that okay?”
“Do you really want to say that with the mouth that was sucking my cock until just a moment ago?”
As Jae-gyeom flew into a rage, jumping up and down, Yoon Tae-hee felt an inexplicable thrill.
“Hyung.”
Yoon Tae-hee pulled Jae-gyeom into a tight embrace. Then, rubbing his forehead against Jae-gyeom’s shoulder, he spoke.
“I love you, Hyung.”
“…….”
“Kiss me, Hyung.”
“…….”
Turning pale, Jae-gyeom pushed Yoon Tae-hee away from his embrace.
“Are you, are you in your right mind?”
“Jae-gyeom.”
Yoon Tae-hee let himself be pushed away and opened his mouth.
“If we had grown up as brothers back then, do you think the situation would be different from now?”
“Of course it would.”
“…….”
At Jae-gyeom’s words, the mood that had felt like walking on soft clouds twisted instantly. Yoon Tae-hee tilted his head and replied.
“I don’t think so.”
“Make some sense. Even if we aren’t blood-related, that’s still incest.”
Thinking about it, Yoon Tae-hee suddenly thought that wouldn’t have been so bad.
“Is that so? Then I would have been a crazy bastard in heat for my Hyung,” Yoon Tae-hee said with a smirk.
Jae-gyeom felt utter bewilderment.
“…….”
It was truly insane talk.
“Hey! When I said I’d be your Hyung back then, it was…….”
It wasn’t meant in that way—Jae-gyeom tried to say, but he couldn’t finish the sentence. After sighing in silence for a while, Jae-gyeom closed his eyes and covered his forehead.
“Even so, if you call me Hyung in this situation, what does that make me…….”
“Why?”
Unlike the composed Yoon Tae-hee, Jae-gyeom muttered in frustration.
“I won’t be able to look Myo-jeong and Hwirim in the face, I……”
Yoon Tae-hee, who was casually wiping his mouth with the hem of his t-shirt, spoke indifferently.
“They’re already dead, so why worry about that?”
At those words, Jae-gyeom paused and looked at Yoon Tae-hee.
“…….”
“…….”
A brief silence followed.
“……What?”
After a long moment, Jae-gyeom asked back with a frown.
In the short silence, Jae-gyeom’s energy plummeted instantly. And Yoon Tae-hee knew this well. Whenever Jae-gyeom was truly upset or angry, he became calm and quiet, just like now.
“Why do you talk like that?”
Sure enough, with Jae-gyeom’s stern expression, the atmosphere turned cold in an instant.
“Even if you have a loose tongue, know when to stop.”
“Did I say something wrong?”
“It’s not about whether it’s right or wrong. There are things you can say, and things you must not say.”
Glaring at Yoon Tae-hee, Jae-gyeom continued, struggling to contain his anger.
“Do you not know what kind of heart I had when I said I’d be your Hyung?”
“I know.”
Yoon Tae-hee tilted his head crookedly and continued.
“But do you know this? If you had really been my brother, I would have crawled into your room every night, and I would have thrown away parents a dozen times over just to have you.”
……Throw away what?
“Say that again.”
Jae-gyeom snapped in a low, warning voice, but Yoon Tae-hee replied nonchalantly.
“Are those people more precious to you than I am?”
“’Those people’? Watch your mouth. They are your parents.”
After a moment of silence, Yoon Tae-hee spoke quietly.
“Jae-gyeom. Let me make this clear while I have the chance……”
Yoon Tae-hee added in a cold tone, squinting one eye.
“I don’t give a fuck about that.”
At those words, Jae-gyeom’s face hardened as he stared at Yoon Tae-hee.
“…….”
“…….”
Silence settled over the room.
Jae-gyeom’s eyes gradually sharpened. It was a piercing gaze. However, Yoon Tae-hee didn’t even blink, simply accepting Jae-gyeom’s angry stare with indifference.
“This bastard… I let him have his way because he’s pretty, and now……”
Finally, Jae-gyeom glared menacingly at Yoon Tae-hee and stood up.
In the past, a fist might have flown immediately. But now, Jae-gyeom couldn’t hit Yoon Tae-hee. No, he didn’t want to. He couldn’t just resort to violence like he did before they started dating.
Jae-gyeom simply clamped his lips shut. He closed his eyes with his hand on his forehead as if he had a headache, trying to soothe the surging emotions.
I can’t even just beat the hell out of him.
Glaring at Yoon Tae-hee through gritted teeth, Jae-gyeom suddenly whipped around.
Without a shred of lingering regret, Jae-gyeom stormed out of the room. Listening to the angry footsteps thumping down the stairs, Yoon Tae-hee closed his eyes. He considered following him to hold him back, but he just let him go. He realized that in his twisted mood, he had let out words he had kept in his heart in a distorted way.
It was their first fight since they started dating.
“…….”
Suddenly feeling a sense of lethargy, Yoon Tae-hee sat on the edge of the empty bed. He felt that this might be difficult to fix. As he brushed back his fallen bangs and sank into thought, he soon heard the thumping sound of footsteps coming back up the stairs. It was then that Yoon Tae-hee looked up in curiosity.
Jae-gyeom reappeared in the open doorway.
Huffing and puffing as he returned, Jae-gyeom was holding a backscratcher.
“…….”
Yoon Tae-hee froze the moment he saw it.
Approaching with a menacing aura, Jae-gyeom flicked the backscratcher he had brought from the living room and spoke.
“Put your palms out.”
At the unexpected command, Yoon Tae-hee’s expression froze strangely.
“……What?”
“I’m so pissed off by your insane lack of manners that I can’t take it anymore. I tried to let it slide, but you’ve gone too far. You need a beating. Put your palms out, now.”
Thus, what Jae-gyeom chose was the ‘cane of love.’
“…….”
Jae-gyeom was dead serious. In the unexpected situation, Yoon Tae-hee’s expression gradually turned pouty. Narrowing his eyes and staring intently at Jae-gyeom, Yoon Tae-hee tilted his gaze provocatively and spoke.
“And if I refuse?”
“I won’t speak to you for a whole week, and I won’t even look at you.”
At those words, one corner of Yoon Tae-hee’s eye twitched slightly.
“…….”
The two of them stared at each other for a while, as if in a staring contest.
Then, in an instant, Yoon Tae-hee lowered his head and fiddled with his eyebrows. A sigh almost escaped him. He knew he had made Jae-gyeom angry. He also knew that letting this slide would actually be worse. His spirit completely broken, Yoon Tae-hee eventually held up both palms.
Then, Jae-gyeom asked with a murderous face.
“How many hits do you want?”
“…….”
“If you don’t answer, I’ll hit you as much as I want.”
“…….”
Just as Jae-gyeom was about to raise the backscratcher, Yoon Tae-hee muttered as if talking to himself.
“No ghostly energy allowed.”
To that, Jae-gyeom growled menacingly.
“That’s up to the person hitting.”
“No ghostly energy allowed……”
“Then say ‘I am sorry’ out loud.”
“…….”
“Say it, now.”
“I am sorry.”
“I will respect my parents.”
“……I will respect my parents.”
He thought it was half a joke, but Jae-gyeom was serious. Fortunately, no ghostly energy was used, but it was the first time he realized a backscratcher could be such a painful weapon.
And on this day, Yoon Tae-hee received ten full-swing hits to his palms.