"How do you take it?"

"So what's wrong with you?"

“You animal!!! "

"Well, I'm an animal. Why would you do that?"

Lift your head and smile at the corner of your mouth, daring the other person without fear. Gu Junhoe's motto can kill. But the dignity does not falter!

The thin figure in front of him clenched his hands so tightly that blood vessels bulged out from the tattoos on his arms. His face was red all the way to his ears with anger. Even though the boy in front of him was actually in his hands, he had no fear at all. In spite of the fact that his men were standing around ten, including two others who had grabbed their arms and pressed their shoulders to the ground. It's going to be too much.

"My little sister's story is like my story."

“But I am involved with it. I'm not related to you."

word of mouth The words were so inconsistent that Kim Namjoon himself was almost at a loss for words. Because what he said was correct. The story of the matter was caused by the fact that his good younger brother happened to be indiscriminate and ended up being the person of Junhoe, this high school gangster. His younger brother was really at fault and it wasn't something he needed to be involved in at all.

But it comes to find trouble with his younger sibling, let alone his family. How can it be silent?

"You have such a good mouth."

He gritted his teeth and spoke in anger. Reaching out, he squeezed the other person's chin tightly.

"You can try. I don't just have a good mouth.. "

Sharp eyes looked from the other person's smooth face down to the crotch of his pants.

"Otherwise I'm fine."

“Damn!!! "

"Hey Namjoon! "

The figure of the newcomer hurried forward and almost stopped his brother with his agility. His brother almost created another crack on the other person's face.

Kim Taehyung tried to hold onto the other person's body until his arms tensed, but he wasn't that fragile. But he would never be able to compete with the strength of his own real brother, Kim. Namjoon hissed when he turned to see his face but finally calmed down when he saw the pleading look in his brother's eyes.

"Then why did you drag Junhoe here?"

"It's going to play with your head."

"If he hasn't done anything to me yet, don't do it to him yet."

"Are you joining him?"

"Consider me asking."

For the eight hundred and fifth time, Namjoon had to give in to his real brother's 'please'. I could only sit and be annoyed with myself, shouting out the word "Wow" for the million-eighth time and punching the soft sofa with a fluffy fist. The millionth time it didn't make me happy. Instead of the punch being thrown on that guy's face, he had to punch this poor sofa (that cost hundreds of thousands) instead.

I was so irritated that I had to go out and smoke a cigarette in front of the house to relieve stress. I don't know if I hated it too much or what. But that cocky face appeared in every molecule of his mind, a teasing smile along with a stupid sentence.

'I don't just have a good mouth, otherwise I'm good'

What the fuck is good?

Is that a tight nose?

Looking for trouble

Or that scruffy facial structure?

Wow!!

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the silence, causing Namjoon to turn. Pull your mind away from what you are thinking about. The sound came from the alley next to his house. Is there anyone still fighting with each other late at night? People are even more annoyed about that Junhoe bastard, so now he can take action and relieve his own stress.

Damn, don't you know who controls this area?

"Hey! "

Shouting into the narrow alley, a dry body in a school uniform lay on the ground as if in serious pain. Another 4-5 men stood in a circle around the boy. You're all playing group dogs here, you little sparrow.

"This area isn't a place for you guys to come and play with each other. If you want to play, you go somewhere else."

"So who are you? What kind of noob?"

Namjoon clenched his hands into fists and walked towards them slowly, crossing the body of the boy in the school uniform before he grabbed the smart-mouthed man by the collar before he could even sling his fist. A twitch in the leg of his pants made him turn to look at the bruises around his eyes. The cracks at the corners of his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth, his cheekbones, as well as the paw prints all over his body and his trembling hands made him dizzy.

"It's me, you don't have to help me."

That smart-mouthed kid, Goo Junhoe.

Ignore the words of the poor child who will die while kicking and shaking him, it's really annoying. Even though you're in a coma, you still keep your mouth shut. He turned to face the man in front of him and raised his fist high.

"Just now, you asked me who I was, right?"

"Is it your father?"

"Oh! Fuck, take it easy."

"Serves you well"

"Oh, say that."

"Then what did you do to get me?"

Talking while soaking betadine on a piece of cotton. Even though they almost fought each other today, in the end he had to sit and treat this poor kid's wound. Not very cool

"Well, people have annoying faces. What can I do?"

"Huh. Serves you."

“Oh, you said you deserved me for the millionth time. I told you that you don't have to help me, so why would you help me?"

"Look at your condition. How can you not let me help you?"

"It's what you want, isn't it?"

Slender hand stopped from the first aid kit in his hand and looked at the sharp eyes in front of him instead of the glares that were giving him a complaint, making his heart flutter.

"You want me to get hurt, don't you?"

"You can get hurt."

"But the only person who hurts you must be me."

Junhoe's mouth twitched into a smile. But in the end, he had to cry out in pain after being dragged from the dead and carried into the Kim family house again. All the way, he secretly looked at the smooth, clear faces of the people next to him and accidentally smiled himself. alone

Funny..

It's funny that he thinks this handsome face is cute.

When he regained consciousness, clothes and towels had been thrown at his face. Namjoon hyung made him go take a shower, but he really didn't want to move. At first it was numb and I couldn't feel it. Now he was almost completely bruised and sore. When he went to the bathroom and saw himself in the mirror, he almost fainted at how miserable his condition was, like a corpse with no family. But after taking a shower, he looked a little better.

But if he returns home in this condition, there is a hope that his mother will chase him away to become a monk. After taking a shower, I had to sit still like a doll for another person to dress my wound (teasing) as you can see.

"Shit, I said softly. It hurts."

A sharp pain caused his consciousness to return to the present again. The figure in front of him was laughing as if satisfied that he had teased him.

Oh, come on, if you're happy then I'm happy too.

"I want to sleep here tonight."

"My house is not a hotel."

That's all he answered before gently closing the plaster on the tail of the other person's eyebrow. Once he was finished, he could only sit tensely tending the wound. Afraid it will hurt, afraid it will cry. Seeing its condition at first made me giddy. I feel tears welling up. I don't know what it is but Namjoon doesn't want Junhoe to get hurt.

"Oh, I'm done. Please come back."

"Oh, my whole body hurts. I can't walk."

Kim Namjoon looked at the figure in front of him who said that he was in pain with a lie and slid his body onto his bed before stopping his head on the pillow and pulling the blanket up to cover himself. Junhoe smiled, forcing his face against the pain until his eyes disappeared.

A cute smile that was different from the annoying smiles before.

Namjoon's heart almost fainted.

"Go turn off the lights and go to bed. It's getting late."

"Junhoe, go home."

"Krok"

"Dammit."

With a long sigh, he looked at his lies and attempts to fake sleep with exhaustion and went to put away the first aid box and went to turn off the lights. Well, I'll let him sleep with me for the night. men together There shouldn't be any damage, just laying down on the soft bed for just a moment. A strange sensation immediately enveloped him, an octopus's arm being sent to hug his waist tightly.

"What the fuck is this?"

"Let me cuddle you. I'm stuck on the pillow."

"don't give"

"Krok"

"You don't have to pretend to be asleep."

"What? I'm really asleep."

When you're asleep, can your dad answer that too?

But that low-pitched laughter, when listened to at close range like this, made me feel strangely hot, I don't know why..

"Sweet dreams, Namjoon."

kiss

It's like splashing an entire bottle of caffeine on your face. Kim Namjoon's eyes widened in the darkness, his heart pounding like never before. It was so strong that he was afraid it would bounce out of his chest. The more the other person's face was pressed against his shoulder, the more it made his heart tremble.

Damn it.

I won't be able to sleep because of you!

What's wrong with the ghost ship story? What's wrong with it? Do you like to decorate ghost things?

I want to play with you. I love you.

卐 @_sifirey

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