CHAPTERS
“Bland bastard.” Suho let out a short snort of laughter, a strange sense of victory washing over him, and sent a text. “…What? So he didn’t know either?” At the unexpected reply, Suho tilted his head. Minhyuk was not the type to laze around like him and neglect family matters, so Suho had assumed he would have known early on. If even he did not know, then just how impulsive had this decision been? …Did that mean they did not even intend to hear the opinions of the…- 37.2 K • Ongoing
- In the first place, he did not even know the address of Minhyuk’s house, where he was staying, so how could he afford to order delivery, let alone food from Goun’s restaurant. Finding something odd, he looked over the paper again, and that was when the name in the payment information caught his eye. Even with asterisks in the middle, it read naturally. “So that’s where you went… A nearby hotel, huh.” Suho lifted the paper to eye level and tapped lightly over the name. The fact that he…
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- “Ugh…!” Suho barely pulled his body back and avoided the approaching Minhyuk. Before he could even feel relieved, Minhyuk grabbed the back of Suho’s head with his remaining hand, fixing him firmly in place, and immediately lowered his face. As Minhyuk’s lips came dangerously close, Suho instinctively squeezed his eyes shut and raised his left hand to cover his mouth. Minhyuk’s lips landed on the back of Suho’s hand. Minhyuk’s gaze, which had been fixed on Suho’s lips the entire time,…
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- Minhyuk handed Suho the pills and water once again. Knowing that holding out like this would only be to his own detriment, Suho reluctantly took the medicine, yet he still could not shake his suspicious gaze. This is suspicious, Kang Minhyuk… He could not understand why that insensitive man kept bothering him. Was there some kind of trigger? If there had been, he would have avoided him immediately, but there was not a single clue to latch onto. Even the water seemed questionable to him as Suho swirled…
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- “Sorry, but please just have the car stand by at the main gate.” Minhyuk set his cup down and spoke impassively. “Grinning away without even realizing the bugs have gathered around him. I suppose it would be better if I stepped in personally.” With that, Minhyuk rose from his seat and approached Suho. The sight of Suho struggling desperately against the pheromones pouring from him, yet still reacting sharply to Minhyuk’s every movement, was quite pleasing. Minhyuk stopped at Suho’s…
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- “...Hello?” A clear, gentle voice that rarely stumbled over words came through the phone. Suho closed his eyes as if tired and answered. “Yeah.” “Why did you call earlier?” As if his earlier confidence had been an illusion, Jaeyoung spoke in his usual, overly timid voice. Regardless, Suho slightly furrowed his closed eyelids and responded. “Tomorrow?” “I’m not sure what Christmas has to do with me.” “…...” As if afraid of upsetting…
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- At a glance, the fluffy bread, the fresh cream melting softly over it, and the strawberries prettily dusted with powdered sugar made his mouth water. He didn’t love the idea of having to share this, but he still carefully divided the bread into bite-sized pieces, neatly placed a strawberry on top, and brought it to his mouth. He opened his small mouth as wide as he could to eat the sweet soufflé in one big bite, but at that moment, his eyes met Minhyuk’s. “……” He froze before he even…
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- "……" Suho's mouth fell open at the absurdity. Wondering if he had misheard, he let out a hollow laugh, and Minhyuk, who had been facing forward, turned his head again. He stared at Suho, who looked dazed just from hearing they were going to a café, with a blank expression. Then Suho noticed that Minhyuk’s gaze wasn’t leaving his lips. Suho immediately scrunched up his face. These days, Minhyuk had been acting really, extremely strange, and Suho felt as if he were getting dragged into it…
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- What’s wrong with this guy? …Ah, whatever. Eat or don’t, do what you want. Deciding he would no longer bother with Minhyuk, who still hadn’t touched his food, Suho straightened his posture and resumed eating. Just then, the sound of clattering dishes broke out, and a plate of japchae was placed in front of him. Wondering what was going on, Suho widened his eyes and followed the hand that had set the plate down. At the end of his gaze was Minhyuk’s expressionless face. “Eat…
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- A black sedan that looked unusual at first glance was parked in front of his house. Beside it stood Goun’s familiar team of personal secretaries, and upon spotting Suho, they lowered their heads in greeting. “Good evening, Mr. Suho.” “Ah... yes.” “We’ll escort you by car. Please come this way.” The man standing near the door stepped aside as he spoke. Finding the gesture unnecessarily formal, Suho nodded a few times and shuffled forward with creaking steps. When his unfamiliar…
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