Chapter 318: Do you want to hear a story?
"Hyung, you’re finally here." Min-Cheol echoed, looking excited but then he paused. Just as I suspected, he noticed my eyes were a bit odd right away.
The little swell underneath my eyelids and how pink they looked. Not red, but pink.
His smile fell and he stood up, looking at me intently while I rolled my eyes away, knowing I had been caught.
"Wait, before you say anything, I’ll be frank with you," I said, raising my hands in defense. "I... I got some soup on my eyes."
Okay, so I wasn’t frank and lied instead but it was better than explaining why I cried.
Min-Cheol looked at me, wondering whether to believe that. There was a difference in how one’s eyes looked after being doused with spice and after crying.
And he could tell the difference just fine.
But given I didn’t want it known that I had cried, maybe because I was too embarrassed to admit it, he chose to believe me.
He got closer and looked into my eyes.
"You have to be a little more careful, Hyung." He said with a soft tone. "It would’ve been bad if the soup were a bit spicier."
"Y-yeah," I said, "Clumsy me, I guess. I’ll be more careful next time." With that said, he kissed the corner of my eyes, and just as he thought, there was no trace of soup close to my eyes.
It didn’t smell like the soup we had or taste like it, but he didn’t call me out.
"Just... Be careful." He mumbled and then lowered his lips to meet mine. He kissed my lips softly, gently and as he did this, his arms found their way around my waist.
Wait, hold on. This is going in a rather weird direction. I didn’t call him here to do this.
Well, if I suddenly invited one of my masters to my room, it would mean either one of these two things.
I want to make out with you or I want us to sleep together tonight. And by sleep, you understand, right?
Maybe Min-Cheol figured I asked him to my room because I was feeling a bit pent up and wanted to be held, even if that’s not what’s on my mind. Ahem.
"Little Min," I called, barely getting my words out of my mouth as his lips trailed down my neck. "Let’s... Let’s not do this now."
"But didn’t you want this, Hyung?" He asked, fervently sucking on my neck.
"Not right now," I said, pushing his face away lightly. "What I want to do is talk to you. There... There’s something I need to talk to you about."
Min-Cheol paused and then asked,
"Is it something important?"
He looked like he was ready to listen and wouldn’t suddenly pounce on me like a horny dog so I let out a sigh of relief and then pushed his chest back a bit.
"Yes, it is something important," I said and kept pushing him till he got to the bed.
He sat and I stood in front of him, wondering how I was going to bring up the top of Seo-Jun’s act in the past without putting him off.
"Do you want to hear a story?" I asked and he tilted his head.
"All of a sudden? I thought you said you had something important to tell me."
"Well, I do." I rolled my eyes away for a bit and then brought them back to him. His confused expression was quite cute. "But it’s sorta complicated so I’ll have to start from some point."
"So, what you have to say to me has something to do with this story?" He asked and I nodded, snapping my fingers.
"Bingo."
He sighed and leaned back, his hands behind him were holding the weight of his body as he looked at me with quite the charming eyes.
I mean, literally. It felt like this guy was scanning me and at the same time, passing on a hidden flirtatious message.
I gulped.
I must be the one interpreting it the wrong way because I suddenly found him more attractive in a handsome sense than usual. He often came off as adorable and innocent to me, even though I know he’s not so innocent inside.
Ahem, let’s get to it.
"Can I start?" I asked, but he shook his head, moving his body forward and reaching his hands towards me.
"You can’t do it standing." He said as he took hold of my hands. "Come sit."
Oh. He didn’t want me to tell the story while standing. How considerate of him. I didn’t even think that far.
Just wanted to get it over with.
Maybe it’s because I slept a lot after Seo-Jun did ’that’ so my body feels a lot more refreshed. That’s why it felt like I could practically do anything, haha.
"Alright," I said, my cheeks flushing lightly, and he pulled me in to sit between his legs.
He wrapped his arms around me and buried his head on my shoulder and that was when I realized there was a hard and active little brother down there, poking the back of my ass.
I gulped.
Did that little moment where he held and kissed me get him hard? Or had he been hard the whole time while waiting, thinking we were going to do something?
"Are... Are you okay?" I asked, not pointing out my concerns but he could feel it.
And as if he read my mind, he raised his head, smiled, and said,
"Yeah, I’m fine. It’ll go down on its own so just get on with the story."
A sweat drop rolled down the corner of my face. Even if he said it was fine, it wasn’t like I wasn’t going to think of that thing poking me down there.
I can’t just pretend it’s not there, right?
"Since we’re not going to do anything about to anyway, I’d appreciate it if you stopped squirming, Hyung." He laughed nervously and I noticed I had indeed been squirming.
"Ah, sorry." I stiffened my body and it felt as if I was holding my breath as well.
I was nervous. Min-Cheol could tell that much and a little chuckle escaped his lips.
"Hyung," he called and then pulled my chin to kiss my lips. "Just relax."
Easier said than done, but I nodded, turned around, and cleared my throat.
"Alright, where was I?"
"You haven’t even started yet." He pointed out and I nodded.
"Right. So this story," I paused, trying to recall the start when I realized I had never come up with the start of the story to begin with.
I was just going to cook up some random shit and make it make sense but with how disoriented I was, could I do it?
Okay, Jo-Pil. Deep breaths. Just take in deep breaths and calm your nerves.
I said to myself and took in a few deep breaths before I was able to calm completely.
"Alright, so the story goes like this," I began, and he tightened his arms around me as if his sole purpose was to distract me but I ignored it. I was going to make them reconcile whether they liked it or not. "But before I start, do you believe that there might be a hidden motive behind whatever actions we humans have?"
I asked and he raised his head, looking a bit puzzled.
"I mean, when you don’t like chocolate and but you always eat it when it’s offered. You even order it when there are other people around." I explained. "This is just an example though. For this chocolate, it represents something you don’t like but still do to show off on the surface. and the reason you go this far, even though you don’t like chocolate and deceive everyone that you like it, is because you have a goal you want to accomplish, but no one knows about it." I said and he gave it a brief thought.
"Well, I sort of understand." He said. "Is this also related to the story you want to tell me? Something related to the important talk?"
I nodded.
"Yes. I need you to first understand a few things before I tell the story." I said and he nodded. "Now, this is a story about a man who went through a horrible childhood and then decided to live as an asshole to cover up his trauma."
I’d say that’s a very good start.
"He didn’t mind doing bad things, but it’s not like he loved doing those bad things. That’s just how he decided to live. He decided to coat up his true vulnerable self and live as a villain. And then one day, he did something completely unforgivable. He touched his friend’s lover. Now, doing that alone made him a scum that deserved to be hated, but to make matters worse, he didn’t even apologize or give an explanation. He shrugged and went like, ’It is what it is.’ and so his friend hated him to the core." I raised my head and glanced over my shoulder at Min-Cheol. "What do you think? Did that man do what he did to his friend because he wanted to solidify his image of being a bad person or was there something else to it?"