Title: Do You Remember?

Pairing: Mike x Golf

Category: One Shot

Rating: N

...but why.. why do I have to remember when you don't think sincerely?

...Why.. why does the love that you forgot have to be filled with worry?

What, what still keeps coming back? All those moments have never faded.

...The day I have you, no matter how long it takes

...I really can't forget.

The dim light of dawn filters through the sheer white curtains into the rooms of a seaside resort. The small figure lying on the bed slowly Eyelids lifted wearily.

"Ah..." Golf moaned softly. Raise your hand to your temple. My head hurts so much I don't want to open my eyes.

…He shouldn't have tried drinking those drinks last night. I didn't think it would be this much suffering.

Golf moves to get up. But his body was heavy and his body ached all over. The small figure lifted up the blanket. His eyes widened when he found himself naked under the blankets. In addition, there are red blotches all over the body scattered around the shoulders and neck.

...What happened here?

The sound of people sleeping in the same bed waking up from his trance. He turned to look in apprehension. A tall, familiar figure slept with his eyes closed and naked beside him.

Golf raised his hand to cover his mouth to prevent any exclamations from coming out. When he regained his composure, he turned to look around him. The dim light that shone through the curtains was enough to tell that this was not his room.

The small figure forced himself to move and get up from the bed. Try not to wake the person who is still sleeping. A sharp pain every time I move. Golf picked himself up and stood up. He gathered up the clothes that were cluttered around the bed and put them on casually. Then walked out of the room, trying not to make as much noise as possible.

Golf hurriedly opened the door and entered his room, which was next door. He staggered to the bed before falling back down, exhausted. His face was sharp but hidden with sweetness, his pale white color shocked by what he had just learned.

...What does he have to do with his own little brother!?

The story started last night. After filming the final scene of the drama was completed. All the crew and actors who were on set yesterday went in droves to celebrate at the restaurant of the resort where they were filming. before continuing on to the beverage bar

While having fun Someone handed him a tall glass filled with a beautiful blue liquid.

"Try some golf, it's delicious."

"I'd rather not. Golf doesn't..."

“Please, just a cocktail, it won't make you drunk, just practice eating it.” The other person coaxed her when he saw him pretending to refuse. “Look, even Mike tried it.”

Golf hurriedly turned to see his younger brother sitting nearby, raising a glass of pink-orange drink to his lips.

"Hey, Mike, you can't drink."

Mike gave me a questioning look, "Why?"

“I was a small child. How can I drink alcohol? I don't want my mother to complain that I don't take good care of you.”

Her beautiful face pursed her lips as if she was bored with what she had heard.

“Mike is not a child anymore, Golf. You don't need anyone to take care of you. And this is just a cocktail. It's okay,” he said and downed the glass of liquid in his hand into his mouth. before licking around his lips, fascinated by the taste

"Hey Mike"

“It's sweet, P'Golph, try it.” His beautiful face reached closer and whispered. “Or in fact, don't dare to drink. So I used my younger brother as an excuse.”

When he saw the challenging expression of the person in front of him He immediately felt the urge to win. Golf grabbed the blue cocktail glass that was on the table. He picked it up and drank it in one go until it was almost gone. before telling the team member who sent the glass just now

“Golf, please give me the kind that Mike drank just now.”

He heard soft laughter. When I turned to look, I saw my younger brother giving me a nervous smile.

"Then Mike would like P'Golf's style as well."

Glass after glass filled with colorful liquids were passed to them. Even though I knew that I had drank quite a bit, when I saw the teasing expression on the pretty face who still refuses to stop drinking It made Golf tip more of the cocktail glass into his mouth. Until it became a duel between brothers and sisters for others. Those watching cheered happily.

After drinking so much that I can't remember how much it was, He felt so bloated that he could hardly stand it. My eyes were so blurry I could hardly forget. Use one hand to keep your head from collapsing on the table. Golf heard someone talking.

“Oh, you're both drunk. Someone please help take Golf and Mike to the room.”

He only remembered that someone helped him up and walked and brought him back to his room. When in contact with a soft mattress Golf immediately fell asleep.

Golf forgets to feel conscious again. Feeling a warm touch on his lips, he tried to open his eyes to look. But due to the darkness in the room, only faint shadows could be seen. of the body that was straddling him

He was about to raise his voice and ask who it was. But as soon as the lips opened The lips that were snuggling close together The tip of that tongue came and invaded and entangled the excitement inside me passionately.

"yeah…"

Golf tried to push the shoulder of the body that was crushing him away. But his arms were weak and he could only support his shoulders. Before being caught by a large hand, holding both wrists above the head. while his other hand caressed his side under his t-shirt, giving him goosebumps. before the shirt was ripped up and piled on his wrists

His face was nestled into the crook of his neck and shoulders. He flinched every time those lips touched his skin. The touch of his fingers running across his entire body caused a rush of emotions.

It was probably because of the effects of alcohol, even though I wanted to resist. But my brain was dazed, like I was in a dream. Let the bodies that caress and caress until the two naked bodies are pressed together.

I realized it again when that large hand caressed the base of my thigh. Then he separated his legs before the other's body tried to squeeze in between them.

“Ah...Ugh....No.”

He resisted and struggled with all his might, hoping to break free. Two hands shook the shirt and tried to both push and push the tall figure away. It hurt to the point of tears, but that body still forced itself to push in until it was all the way in. while the other's lips were closed, preventing a scream from escaping.

“Uh...uh.”

The soft touch of his lips on his chin and ear seemed to comfort him as he began to sob.

“Ugh…hurt…get out.”

The figure above didn't seem to hear his moans. Instead of stopping, he moved his hips in and out, alternating slowly and quickly. The pain the first time the other person moved began to turn into a thrill. Two hands rose up and tightly wrapped around the neck of the person in front of him. Let your mind and body move according to the force of the other person. Until finally warmth was drenched inside.

Golf let go of the hand holding the other person, exhausted. The tall figure moved his body away and leaned up. He looked dazed as the soft light from the moon that shone through reflected on his face for a moment before he lay down on his side.

“Mike…”

A faint sound escaped his mouth before exhaustion caused him to lose consciousness.

The music that was set as the mobile phone's ringtone sounded.

The tall figure who was still sleeping under the blanket moved. His hands searched for the source of the sound before finding it in his pants that he had taken off and placed at the foot of the bed.

"Hello...ha...ok...in an hour I can take my bags to the lobby...ok." Mike hung up the phone after the team called and told him to pack his things and get ready to go back to Bangkok.

The morning sunlight streamed into the room causing him to squint. A beautiful face shakes her head to dispel the feeling of dizziness. Both hands lifted up to cover his face and smoothed the hair that was on his forehead back.

...Why do you have a headache like this?

A pair of beautiful eyes blinked rapidly as if recalling memories from last night. He remembers last night having a cocktail drinking contest with Golf at the resort bar.

Mike couldn't help but smile when he thought of his older brother's 'unable to give in' after being challenged by a younger sibling like him. He felt fun every time he played tricks on his controlling brother.

Golf is a serious person and has high self-confidence. Likes to be perfect and also likes to manipulate other people into following their own ideas. Seeing the talented older brother's head spin a bit. So it was a little bit of fun for him.

Mike looked around the room. How did he get back to the room? Someone must have brought him back after he was so drunk that he lost consciousness.

…and after that?

Mike felt like he was hugging someone last night. The body skin is soft to the touch. The sweet, mesmerizing kiss and strangely familiar scent of the body are still engraved in the memory. If you open your eyes and wake up, you won't find anyone beside you. It was as if everything that happened was just a dream. There was only a faint fragrance. The remains on the pillow and his clothes scattered around the bed only made him want to believe that it had really happened.

...Who is the person he hugged?

Mike finished packing his things and joined the others. Waiting in the dining room

“How are you, Mike? You drank a lot last night,” the director greeted as he walked over and sat with him at the table.

Mike smiled dryly. before looking around It's like you're looking for someone.

“Looking for golf? It hasn't come yet...oh. Walk over there.”

Actually, he wasn't looking for his brother. But he is observing to see if there is anyone who might be the person who was with him last night. If you turn around and look as the other person said.

Golf froze as soon as he saw his brother's face before quickly adjusting his expression to normal. then walked in to find

“How are you, Mr. Golf? So you woke up so late?” Mike was just trying to tease his brother about the alcoholic fight they had last night. But the person being asked had a discolored face and a disconcerting expression.

…Do you really dare to talk about things like this in front of other people?

“No need to tease golf at all. We're quite the same, Mike.” Another member of staff who was sitting with him said, “Last night we were both so drunk that we had to carry the wings back to the room together. These kids are really soft-hearted. But pretending to be good at showing off.”

Mike immediately turned around and asked with interest.

“Who sent the microphone last night?”

“I feel like it's going to be Joe and Bem. To send the two of us off.”

...Then it's not. These two people are the assistant director and the cameraman. Someone that big couldn't possibly be the person in his arms. He remembered that the person was small and when hugged it fit in his hand. Probably not much smaller than him.

“Did you sleep well last night, Golf?” the person sitting at the same table asked.

"Uh..." Golf secretly observed his brother's expression. I saw that Mike was thinking about something. “I slept until morning. I really doubt I drank too much.”

…Mike doesn't seem to remember what happened last night. If he didn't talk about it, no one would know about the relationship between him and Mike that happened last night.

...From now on, he promised himself that he would never touch alcohol again.

When it's time to return to Bangkok Everyone helped to load the luggage into the van. Golf, who had more personal baggage than anyone else, carried his bag to the driver who was packing his bags into the back of the van.

“Hey Golf, it made me tired to carry you all the way to your room,” said a male member of staff who was also loading things into the car.

"Was Joe the one who took Golf back to his room last night?" Golf wanted to ask why he slept in Mike's room. But I didn't dare because I was afraid that the microphone standing not far away would hear me.

“Um, seeing as thin like this is heavy too. But when I dropped him off, I couldn't find our room key. So I took him to sleep in Mike's room instead."

"Oh, really?" Golf glanced at his younger brother who was talking with another staff member. before sighing softly Seeing that Mike couldn't hear what they were talking about

...Last night, Golf slept in his room?

Mike heard every word that Golf said to the staff member named Joe. But because he was chatting with other people, he didn't pay much attention. I was just shocked to hear that last night Golf was taken to sleep in his room.

...Why at the dining table? That's why his older brother didn't say that he slept in the same room last night or...

Mike thought back to the body he had touched last night. Then he secretly looked at the smaller figure sitting next to him, considering it.

The person who was with him last night was thin. Probably a little smaller than him. His limbs were slender...just like his older brother's.

Eiad!

The sound of the car braking loudly causing the person sitting in the car to jerk with the force of the car that suddenly stopped.

“What's the matter, Uncle?” a team member sitting in the back shouted to the driver.

“There was a dog running in front of me. I'm sorry. Is anyone wrong?”

Mike turned to look at the person in his arms, who he instinctively grabbed and hugged.

"What's wrong with Golf?"

Golf immediately pulled away from his brother's things, looking startled and refusing to make eye contact.

"It's okay...oh, what about you?"

"Mike is fine."

“No one is okay. Let's continue on, Uncle." The same crew member's voice told the driver to continue traveling when he saw that no one was injured.

Mike looked at the side of his brother's face that was facing the other way. Just a moment ago he grabbed Golf and hugged him. He could clearly smell the body scent of the person in his embrace. The same sweet scent as the person he hugged last night was unmistakable.

...Is that person his own brother?

The van drove back out after dropping them off in front of the house. Golf grabbed his bag and was about to walk into the house.

"Wait, P' Golf."

Golf stopped in his tracks and turned at the sound of his younger brother's call.

“Is something wrong?”

“So…last night…” Mike wanted to ask about what happened. But when I met my brother's eyes Something in those eyes made him change his mind. “Are we both very drunk?”

“Uh…maybe like that…I don't remember much. When I first realized it, I was already sleeping in my room.” Golf lowered his eyes. The answer was not very full, "What about you?"

“Mike…Mike doesn't remember either.”

“So…then let it be…it has already passed. Just talking about it.” His voice sounded like he didn't care. before carrying the bag and walking into the house

Golf fell onto the bed after entering the private bedroom. His eyes were fixed on the lights on the ceiling. But he was thinking about the person he talked to just now.

If my younger brother knew what happened last night. What will Mike say? Mike probably regrets what they've done.

He didn't want to blame it on his younger brother alone. But it was all their fault.

If he is sober, he will not drink those drinks. Well, he probably wasn't so drunk that he couldn't take care of himself and dissuade Mike. Things like that won't happen.

Right now, he was only afraid that if Mike found out everything. What will the relationship between him and his brother become? Will the two of them still be brothers?

Golf sighed softly.

...since Mike doesn't remember He just forgot everything…that's all.

Mike threw his bag onto the bed. Raise both hands to hold your head. Strolling around the room before ruffling his hair to relieve his emotions.

...What did he do last night? He had already hurt the person he called his brother.

So how will golf feel? How much will you be angry or hate him for what he's done?

No...because Golf will never be angry or hate a younger brother like him. The older brother acted as if nothing had happened. But the moment he saw those eyes He already knew how sorry I was.

“Oh my!”

A large hand grabbed a pillow that was next to his hand and threw it at the wall with all his might. The tall figure sat down next to the bed. Both hands raised to hold his head.

...no matter how sober you are He shouldn't have fainted and hurt his own brother. So what will he do next?

“Why does it have to be Phi Golf?”

If the other party is someone else He wouldn't be as upset…if the person he was with last night wasn't Golf. Will he accidentally do that?

Mike thought of the warm feeling of a hug. sweet lips The body he hugged happily last night Is this really his own brother?

The reason why he had sex with Golf was because he was drunk...or was it because he was drunk that he dared to do something like that to his older brother?

'Then let it be…it has passed.'

...Can it be done? Both he and his brother... Do you want him to act like he's indifferent while he knows exactly what he's done?

"Mike...Mike"

The tall figure was slightly startled when a hand touched his shoulder. Mike turned to look at the owner of the hand standing behind him.

“What are you looking at? I've been calling you for a long time. Now go change into clothes for the next photo shoot.” The staff in charge of the clothes looked after him and called for him to go change clothes for the next photo shoot.

Mike turned to look at the person he was staring at before again. His older brother was sitting in front of a photographer looking at a photo of himself that he had just taken. His face and wide eyes as he stared at those pictures were full of interest. His little finger pointed at the screen and turned to say something to the photographer. Before laughing like a child

His pretty face turned to the team that was waiting for him. before following him to the room used for changing clothes

...Since when? that he began to be unable to take his eyes off the person That... since when did he start watching and observing his older brother's expressions, expressions, and eyes?

...It's been almost a month now. Ever since that night at the seaside resort The night that the relationship between him and his brother changed.

...The more time passes, the more days pass by. Instead of making him forget Instead, it only made him yearn for the memories of that night even more.

Mike finished changing his clothes and then walked back out to let the team check on everything. Directly opposite Golf who was going in to change clothes. Golf turned to look at his brother and spoke.

“The outfit Mike is wearing is really cool. Is Golf like this?" After the sentence, Golf turned to speak to the team.

"It's similar because we'll be taking pictures as a couple."

Golf nodded confusedly before walking in to change some clothes.

The tall figure walked to wait for his brother in a corner of the restaurant where the team had set up a scene for a photo shoot.

...almost a month ago Golf treats him almost exactly the same. His older brother still talked to him, greeted him, and reminded him about his work like he had done before. Don't hide your face or act shy when you're near him.

Golf doing this would probably be good for both of their relationships if...

Golf, who had changed clothes, walked into the set scene. Staff and photographers came to help pose them according to the topic of the photoshoot. By arranging Golf to stand with his back against the wall and have the microphone stand opposite to the back. With one hand, foot the wall near the golfer's shoulder.

Mike looked down at the small face below. Those big round eyes were looking straight ahead. Curly eyelashes blinked up and down. The nose is high and the breath is relaxed. To gather concentration as he usually does, while his thin lips opened slightly...

“Mike…Mike!” The photographer's call brought him back to his senses. A beautiful face looked up

“What's wrong? Please concentrate.”

"Sorry," Mike muttered softly. glanced at brother

Golf's thick eyebrows furrowed as he looked at him suspiciously. before whispering and asking

"What's wrong"

"nothing"

Her pretty face avoided her brother's questioning gaze. Try to meditate and focus on the task at hand.

...If his feelings for his brother...are still the same.

The sound of the door opening made the tall figure who was half sitting and half lying on the sofa turn to look. Saw his brother bending down to take off his shoes in front of the door.

"Oh, you're not going anywhere today?"

Golf greeted his brother before walking in and stopping on the sofa.

Mike shook his head. Move up and sit.

"So, where did P'Golf go?"

“Went to see a movie.” Golf tilted his head to look at his younger brother. “It's strange. You're stuck at home almost every day these days.”

Mike glanced at the person standing next to him. before going the other way

"I don't know where to go. I'm bored. I don't want to meet anyone."

Golf looked at his younger brother in surprise. People who like to travel like his younger brother say he's bored? I don't want to meet anyone.

"You look strange. You can tell me anything."

A small hand lightly patted the shoulder of the person sitting there.

"Go take a shower first, it's hot." With that, the small figure walked into the bedroom. He let his younger brother look behind him with thoughtful eyes.

...Has his brother really forgotten everything?

Golf looked blankly at the place in front of him after getting out of the van. before sighing softly

...They're back here again...where his and Mike's relationship runs deeper than siblings.

Their having to return to this seaside resort again. This is because the production team decided to use the same location for filming the drama's music video as the drama's filming location. To make it look like the same story

Golf was a little shocked when he learned that the team had made this decision. But he tried not to worry about anything. Because after the incident that night Both he and his brother treated each other the same way. Mike doesn't seem to remember what happened. While he himself thought he had almost forgotten it.

...until he came back here again. He realized that...he could never forget what happened that night.

A tall figure standing not far apart. Looking at the same image through his brother's back His brows furrowed together, his expression troubled.

...Even though it's been many months. But when I come back here again His memory of that night became clearer. And he was sure his brother would be no different.

A pair of beautiful eyes stopped on the back of the person in front of them. From where he stood he couldn't see his brother's expression.

...What is Golf thinking? Will he feel the same as he does now?...So...how should he deal with his feelings for his brother?

...Are you going to keep it like this...or...

"Here's Golf and Mike's room key," said the staff member who coordinated the location as the brothers carried their bags to the lobby.

Mike accepted the only key that was handed to him. He looked at his brother.

"Uh, let the two of us sleep in the same room?" Golf's expression didn't look good. The voice was disconcerting.

“Um...our room is on the left. Finished putting things away and then going to eat. We'll start filming in the afternoon.” She then turned around and handed out keys to the others. leaving them both standing there

"Does Golf have something wrong?" Mike asked, unable to help himself. Seeing his brother's uncomfortable expression

"Oh...no, it's nothing. Just thinking that it's been a long time since we slept in the same room." Golf hurried to cover it up. He didn't want his younger brother to know what was wrong with him. "Let's go pack our bags."

...Why think too much about golf? There was no way anything like that night would happen again…no way.

Filming began in the afternoon. The team plans to spend a total of two days filming together. Work went smoothly until the last light of the day disappeared and filming was halted. After eating dinner and meeting, everyone went their separate ways to rest and prepare for the next day's work.

Golf Oh Ae refuses to go back to his room. Went around and knocked on the door to the staff room. Try to talk to this person. Until the team forced me to go back to sleep because it was late and I had to wake up early to film tomorrow.

The small figure walked back to the room in a timid manner. When they arrived in front of his and his brother's room Golf stood staring at the door of the room with confusion.

...Act like you've never slept in the same room as Mike before. But that was before he and Mike...

Golf shook his head. Try to shake nonsense thoughts out of your mind. Before braving the courage to knock on the door, waiting for a moment, the room door opened. He looked at the condition of the person who opened the door for him.

"Are you asleep, Mike?"

"um"

The tall figure walked back to his bed. He lay down and pulled the covers over himself until he was completely covered. Don't say anything further.

Golf followed into the room. He looked at his younger brother who seemed to be asleep and not paying attention to anyone. The little figure sighed softly. before grabbing a towel and going into the bathroom

The figure lying on the bed slowly opened its eyes, its expression filled with deep thought.

The sound of the person sleeping in the other bed turning and turning was so disturbing that Mike couldn't keep his eyes from falling asleep. He turned his body and saw his brother's small figure lying restlessly in the dim shadows, so he asked.

"Can't you sleep, Golf?"

The small figure stopped moving. There was silence for a moment. before there was a reply.

"Um, what about you? Aren't you asleep yet?"

“I dozed off, almost fell asleep.”

Silence filled the room again. Everyone was immersed in their own thoughts. before a soft voice broke the silence.

"P'Golf...are you afraid?"

Golf immediately turned to look at his brother. But the dim light coming through the window prevented him from seeing the expression of the person asking.

“What are you afraid of?” Golf tried to force his voice to return to normal.

...Mike asks what does this mean?

“So...afraid of ghosts? Aren't you afraid every time you see me?" His voice sounded innocent.

The answer caused the person asking to let out a soft breath. with relief

“No, I don't sleep alone. I have you here too.”

Mike tried to look at the look in his brother's eyes when he said that. But with the little light in the room, it was impossible to see.

...Isn't it because he's in this room? That made my brother unable to close his eyes to sleep.

“Go to sleep, you have to wake up early tomorrow.” Golf cut him off and turned his head to the other side. He heard the sound of someone turning in the bed next to him.

...What he's afraid of is his own heart.

Golf sat and yawned with tears in his eyes while giving the make-up artist for the scene.

“Did you not want to sleep last night, Golf? Deep-set eyes, both brothers and sisters have been panda bears. I don't know if the concealer will take care of it or not,” the ladyboy technician complained breathlessly.

Golf laughs. Last night, by the time he was able to close his eyes to sleep, it was almost light. Not able to sleep much The team came and knocked on the room door to wake him up.

…When he closed his eyes, the memories of that night came back again…reminding that he had not forgotten them yet.

A tall figure walked past him to go change his clothes. He glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. His younger brother's expression looked no different.

…Mike couldn't sleep last night either?

"What's wrong, Mike?" A heavy touch on his shoulder woke him up.

“What is it?” Mike asked the large team member sitting next to him. which is very familiar

"Lately, you don't seem very lively. You seem like you're acting like you're arguing with Golf?"

“Why do you think the two of you are arguing?” His brows furrowed in doubt.

“I saw that everyone was quiet, not playing, not teasing each other like before. Golf looks strange.” A large hand slapped his shoulder with a weight that was not light at all.

"If there's anything, hurry up and talk. We're brothers after all."

“Huh,” Mike responded with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, if his dark eyes were contemplating something.

The second day of filming went well until the late afternoon. While filming a scene at the beach The sky that had been clear all day had begun to turn dark with clouds. The once calm sea breeze began to blow stronger. The team saw that things weren't looking good so they rushed the filming to finish before it rained. As soon as the director's voice was heard in the final scene

Raindrops fell as the wind picked up strength. Making everyone rush around collecting things to escape the rain. And the rain continued to fall with no signs of stopping even after dinner time. And because the restaurants in the resort are designed to be airy to allow for breezes and sea views. The raindrops came fully inside. Make everyone have fun

Not in the mood to socialize after work They separated and returned to their rooms.

A small figure opened the door and came out of the bathroom. Drops of water fell from his dark brown hair before he gently rubbed it with the towel on his shoulder.

Golf walked over to his younger brother who was sitting absent-mindedly in a wicker chair by the glass window on the balcony. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the rain that was still falling heavily. The small figure collapsed into another chair across from him.

“It's probably going to rain like this all night. Good thing we finished filming. Otherwise, I'll have to stay and shoot another day tomorrow.”

Golf tries to talk. But the person in front of him was still staring at the rain and not paying attention. So he didn't say anything further. Sitting there watching the rain as my younger brother's friend.

“We're going back tomorrow,” Mike suddenly said. It caught Golf, who was sitting blankly, caught off guard.

“Huh...oh...um. I can go back tomorrow.”

Golf looked at the pretty face that seemed to be thinking about something.

"Why...don't you want to go back yet?"

Mike turned to look at his brother with a determined look in his eyes. He said in a calm voice.

“Phi Golf...really And Mike remembered that night.”

The room was quiet. Only the sound of heavy rain could be heard. The silence had lasted for so long in Mike's mind.

“What are you talking about?” The question that came out of Golf's mouth was like a hoarse whisper.

Even though I could see the flicker in my brother's eyes But Mike had made up his mind that he would say whatever he felt.

“Mike remembers everything. Mike knew that the person who was with Mike that night was Phi Golf. I know what I've done. I know that Mike and P'Golf…”

“Stop!...Stop talking!” Golf stood up. Shouting against the sound of the rain The look in his younger brother's eyes was filled with fear. “Nothing happened that night. Did you hear that nothing happened?”

Mike stood up and faced him. Dark eyes locked on his brother's face.

“P'Golf will tell you that Mike didn't hug him that night. I didn't kiss Golf. The two of us can't…” Mike pursed his lips, lowering his voice, trying to control his emotions. "So we don't have anything?"

"That's enough. I don't want to listen." His voice was harsh. “Why are you talking about it? I completely forgot about it.”

“Admit it, Golf just pretends to forget, but in reality, Golf never forgets it like Mike never forgets. Why does P'Golf have to turn off his microphone?"

“So what do you want me to do? Do you want me to tell you...I have something with my own little brother?" Golf's voice began to tremble and clear water began to well up.

…Why did this kind of embarrassing thing have to happen to him?

“But P'Golf can't act like he doesn't know. P'Golf, haven't you thought about how Mike will feel?"

“I don't care how you feel. I only know that you are my younger brother. I am your older brother. Things like that shouldn't happen.”

“And…if Mike says that Mike doesn't think of Golf as just an older brother?”

“What do you mean?” Golf was confused by what Mike told him.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared into the eyes of the person in front of them.

"Mike loves P'Golf." The tall figure moved closer to his brother. “Since that night, Mike has never forgotten P'Golf. In Mike's head, there's only P'Golf...P'Golf."

“Do you know what you just said?” Golf said softly, unsure of what he had heard.

His beautiful face bent down so close he could feel his warm breath. They met with round eyes that slowly closed before Mike placed a soft kiss on her lips.

"That's enough, Mike." Golf opened his eyes. A small hand pushed his brother's shoulder away. His dark eyes were still staring, as if waiting for an answer.

"You don't love me, Mike," Golf said in a firm voice.

Mike was about to open his mouth in protest. If your brother's fingertips touch your lips as a warning,

“That you can't forget about that night. It's not because you love me like that. But you just feel guilty. You're just sorry for what you did. You were confused so you talked to me like this.”

“No, Mike knows exactly what Mike feels.” Mike grabbed the small hand that was touching his lips. speak in an agitated voice

“Listen to me Mike, over time you'll realize it's not as you understand it. It was just a feeling of trembling that happened.” Golf looked into his brother's eyes, unmoved. Emphasize clearly every word spoken.

"But..." Mike tried to argue. But Golf spoke up first.

“Forget it, Mike. You're my only brother. You remember that, no matter what happens. You are still my younger brother.”

Golf stroked his brother's dark hair, who seemed stunned by his words. Those dark eyes looked sad and pitiful. He smiled even though there were tears in his eyes.

“Trust me, Mike. I don't want to lose you yet. Forget it. I will forget it too."

Golf finished speaking and turned and walked towards his bed. Picking up a blanket to cover himself, he lay down on the bed without turning to look at his younger brother who was standing still by the window. After a while, he heard loud sobs interspersed with the sound of the rain that was still falling. His tears slowly flowed.

...Soon you'll forget...Mike