Chapter 319: Am I supposed to believe that?
Min-Cheol stayed silent for a while. He did not know what to say. More like, he was lost. This instant felt familiar to him but the identity of it was eluding him.
His brows drew together, as if he was trying to recall a memory that stubbornly stayed out of reach.
It looked like he was starting to realize what this story was about and I felt that was enough.
I didn’t give him the chance to keep recalling and continued, turning around to face him completely.
"You know... this story I’m telling you, it isn’t just some random parable," I said softly, staring into his eyes to lighten the weight of my own words. "It’s a mirror."
"A mirror?" He asked and I nodded.
"Yes, a mirror. It’s a mirror of what happened between you and Seo-Jun in the past." I said and at the mention of his name, Min-Cheol’s eyes immediately frowned as well as his lips.
I could tell he wanted to say something, but the confusion and anger on his face kept him silent.
Maybe he wanted to listen to the end. Maybe deep down he also felt things were odd but he decided to hate Seo-Jun instead of seeking a truth he would never find.
Seo-Jun made it so he wouldn’t find the truth in the first place.
So, I continued,
"Master Seo-Jun is a very odd character, you know. He just does what he wants and never thinks of the consequences." I lowered my head. "He’s rude, he’s a jackass, he’s an asshole most of the time, and he’s certainly not a gentleman, but... That’s all he decides to show and hides his true intentions deep inside him. Getting to know him, I see way more than what he lets out, and that’s how I discovered the real reason why he did what he did back then at your house."
Min-Cheol didn’t say anything but I could see his fists clenching in fury. He wasn’t an easy one to convince, eh? Well, I saw that coming.
He’s the stubborn type, after all. So it would be a miracle if he simply took everything I said lightly from the start.
"Hyung, have you been brainwashed?" He suddenly asked and I sighed. Even that reaction was to be expected. "For that man, there’s nothing to look at in his character. He carries the devil in his heart."
That’s pretty harsh.
"Little Min, please hear me out," I said but it didn’t look like he was going to listen and listen well. "Don’t you want to know why he did that?"
Min-Cheol frowned.
"He made it clear that he was simply in the mood and nothing else, so why should I bother thinking about a reason that might not exist?" He stubbornly folded his arms.
"Hm, do you really think that’s it? That there was nothing else to it? Is that what you think?" I asked but he didn’t respond.
He was ruffling with his thoughts and told himself he didn’t want to believe what anyone said because in the end, it would just be an excuse to cover up what he did.
"Like I said, there’s always meaning towards every action a person takes," I said.
"Then what? Are you trying to say Seo-Jun doesn’t like fucking around just like the man in your story but decides to do it anyway? Am I supposed to believe that?" He suddenly yelled which startled me because since the first day we met in this mansion, Min-Cheol had been nothing but kind and sweet to me.
So, hearing him yell actually shifted my heart a bit and I was left to purse my lips and look away, wondering if the line I had crossed was never meant to be crossed.
Min-Cheol finally calmed down and then shoved his fingers through his hair in frustration. He clicked his tongue, mad at himself for not keeping his stupid anger under control and actually taking it out on me when all I wanted to do was help.
"Hyung, I’m sorry." He said and reached his hand towards my arm but my body subconsciously evaded his reach.
"Ah," I exclaimed as soon as I realized it.
I didn’t mean to. But my body had a way of working out scary situations.
I looked up at Min-Cheol’s and saw the shattered look on his face.
His hand, which was still stretched out, was trembling as he didn’t expect such a situation to happen.
"Did... Did I scare you?" He asked and I could feel the base of his voice trembling. "I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you, Hyung. Please, don’t... Don’t avoid me."
I looked at him. The desperation in his face and the fear in his voice.
I must’ve woken up his trauma. I didn’t mean to.
"I’m not scared," I said but it didn’t look like he believed me since he still looked at me like an abandoned puppy.
I sighed and then flicked his forehead.
"Ouch."
"Why would I be scared of you, anyway? You’re like a harmless puppy, so don’t overthink it." I said and his eyes grew teary.
"Hyung,"
"There, there," I pulled him in and dropped his head on my shoulder, patting his back. "Don’t be such a crybaby."
"But it looked like Hyung was avoiding me." He said. "You... You evaded my hand."
"I’m sorry. It just sort of happens when I’m deep in thought. I promise, I don’t hate you and you don’t scare me one bit. So, cheer up."
Min-Cheol finally calmed down and I asked him,
"But do you believe every man has a reason behind his most illogical actions? Be it a good one or a bad one. They can’t just open their eyes in the morning and decide to destroy a relationship for no reason, you know."
His hand squeezed around me. Why was I talking about Seo-Jun? Why did their relationship matter so much? Couldn’t they just stay the way they were?
It was as if I could read the thoughts spewing out of this sulking big boy.
"The reason I’m going so far to fix your relationship with Seo-Jun is because I don’t like the enmity between you two and... I want to live in a happy and healthy environment with my masters. No hate being thrown around, no glares. Seo-Jun might be a jerk who mostly thinks with his dick but... He’s not a bad person. Please believe me and hear me out."