Byun Taehui rolled around promiscuously regardless of gender, but his identity was always male. Meaning he only uses the front. And in the dream, Noh Pyeonghwa was from behind…… Dohae pressed his forehead as his head throbbed. He didn’t know why his thoughts kept jumping in that direction. It felt like hot heat was pooling inside his skull and couldn’t escape.
“Oh my, honey. Does your head hurt? Come here. Let me check your temperature.”
“Get away! You shameless old rag bastard……!”
“Sorry, sorry. I was joking. Why would I touch Pyeonghwa? He’s yours.”
“Fuck, why is Noh Pyeonghwa mine? Don’t say disgusting things!”
“Oops. Slip of the tongue~ I meant he’s closer to you than to me.”
“If you mention Noh Pyeonghwa from now on, I’ll kill you, so you better know that!”
Dohae shouted fiercely, then turned around and went into his room. Only hot heat remained where he had been. Byun Taehui let out a low laugh and leaned back on the sofa.
Byun Taehui liked that Dohae vented his emotions like this in front of him. He definitely wasn’t as guarded against him as before.
He did well not to report to higher-ups. After such an opportunity came along, he didn’t want them to take away the pleasure of being with Dohae.
‘Pyeonghwa is terminally ill? It wasn’t in the medical records.’
Byun Taehui knew very well what a sick person facing death looked like. He had watched Haedo in the greenhouse for ten years. Compared to that, Pyeonghwa was a far too fresh and innocent young man. Dohae seemed to firmly believe Pyeonghwa was terminally ill, but Byun Taehui, who had already finished his background investigation, had doubts.
‘I should look into it.’
Then, Dohae’s door burst open. How long had he been in the room to come out already? Byun Taehui looked at him questioningly. In Dohae’s hand was a large shopping bag with a famous pharmaceutical company logo.
“Oh my, honey. Isn’t that the nutritional supplement you received after filming last time? Where are you going with that?”
“Don’t follow me.”
“You’ve been leaving me behind too much lately. I’ll totally tell the elder.”
“Ha, do whatever you want!”
“I’m joking. Have a good trip~.”
Without giving Byun Taehui a single glance, Dohae grabbed the car key hanging at the entrance. Throughout riding the elevator down to the parking lot, Dohae’s furrowed brows showed no signs of relaxing.
‘Why the hell does he play games every single day without fail? Immature brat. He must be dying to die early, really!’
He didn’t know if Pyeonghwa was in a condition to take nutritional supplements, but it seemed like he’d feel better if he gave him something. Dohae grumbled that the ring’s curse had increased annoying and irritating things and drove the car toward Pyeonghwa’s house.
Dohae’s strange behavior didn’t end with just once. Whenever Dohae had time, he packed health-related items and knocked on Pyeonghwa’s front door.
When that number exceeded five times, the expression on Pyeonghwa’s face when he opened the door became subtle.
*
[Why doesn’t Pax talk about his girlfriend these days?]
[Obviously they broke up]
[Made such a fuss tsk tsk]
“What are you saying! Noona is eternal love, eternal love! Eternal love…… Ugh.”
Pyeonghwa’s voice, which had been shouting indignantly at the viewers, gradually lost strength. Pyeonghwa sighed deeply and checked the time. The current time was 2 AM.
Several days had already passed since he’d been suffering alone without anyone to consult. If he deleted the replay after the stream ended, there would be no way for her, who would be in dreamland, to find out, so wouldn’t it be okay…… Pyeonghwa gulped and opened his mouth.
“……What do you guys think when a super pretty person treats you well?”
[Proselytizing^^]
[Romance scam]
[Watch out for your organs]
Pyeonghwa checked the chat window and nodded his head as if agreeing. At first, he thought that way too. Because Do Dohae, who came to his house every day to offer gifts, looked very suspicious.
Dohae’s face was clearly full of annoyance. The way he just handed over the items at the door and immediately turned around looked insincere, like when he spat out an apology he didn’t mean.
“Right. His personality is fucking dirty. But…… he’s sooooo pretty. Wow, I’ve never seen someone who looks like that in my life.”
[Liking pretty women is just instinct]
[Face-obsessed bastard lol cheating happens in an instant like that]
[Used to go around re-educating people but now he’s the one cheating tsk tsk]
“No, it’s absolutely not cheating, okay? My heart hasn’t changed! But a few days ago……! Ah, forget it. Why am I telling you guys? When you won’t even give proper advice.”
[lololol the kid’s sulking]
[Okay now I’ll really sit down and give you proper advice]
[There’s a lot of time left anyway, fun story come on, if you don’t talk I’m going to sleep]
Currently, Pyeonghwa was performing a mission of ‘moving only 15 minutes before the end and getting 2 kills’. His teammates cursed asking if he was sane, but Pyeonghwa lightly ignored them and disabled team voice. Then he was sitting on a tree chatting with viewers until the designated time approached.
These days, posts alternated in gaming communities saying “Blood pressure rises when matched with Pax’s team” and praising “Got carried by Pax bus and won sweetly”. Pyeonghwa had established himself as the ultimate attention seeker who drew lottery-like aggro from both enemies and allies.
“Okay. I’ll tell you. What happened a few days ago was that the super pretty person……”
Pyeonghwa began to pour out his story with Dohae to the viewers in a vague and transformed way. With both cheeks flushed red inside the gas mask.
*
When Pyeonghwa first saw Do Dohae’s face in person, he understood why the participants’ gazes were always fixed on him whenever he appeared on broadcasts. With flashy eyes, nose, and mouth packed into that tiny face, it was impossible not to stare even out of curiosity.
When he smiled brightly on broadcasts, he looked gentle and warm, but in fact, looking only at his features, the cold feeling was stronger.
Especially when he had black hair and black pupils, the impression was even more chilly and gloomy. Watching him exude an atmosphere that seemed to have a story, it was hard to distinguish between reality and a movie.
When he swayed his flashy golden blonde hair, it seemed like an angel had descended from heaven. It kept seeming like a halo was rippling, so he suspected he might have a fluorescent light stuck in his spine.
His pupils became a clean sky blue when bright, then took on a deep blue color like the abyss of the deep sea when dark. The subtle eye color created an unrealistic atmosphere.
He was puzzled that the abilities used seemed to differ depending on appearance, but he didn’t want to get deeply involved even in that, so he pretended not to know. He received an apology for the past on the day he drank, and he found the person he was asked to find, so he thought they could now go their separate ways.
But then he suddenly came to his house and handed him nutritional supplements. His face was full of dissatisfaction like someone forced to take on an unwanted task, so it didn’t feel like pure goodwill.
‘Wow shit, is it poisoned? I should give it to Dad.’
With suspicious feelings, Pyeonghwa shoved the nutritional supplement into his father’s room. Even though they had resolved things through conversation, as long as there was a scar on his butt, he would never look favorably on Do Dohae.
Dohae rang the doorbell the next day too. Pyeonghwa was shocked to see the ergonomically made pillow he brought. That ghostly bastard! He had only told ‘DdoHaeNuna’ the story about sleeping poorly yesterday and getting a stiff neck, so how did he know? Goosebumps rose and he threw the pillow into his father’s room.
After that, Dohae brought health-related items such as tasteless health snacks, heating pads, and massage devices. At first he didn’t use them feeling uncomfortable, but gradually got used to it and opened the packaging right away.
‘Ah, really so stupid.’
Pyeonghwa giggled looking at the gifts piled in the corner. At this point, Pyeonghwa couldn’t help but know his thoughts.
Do Dohae was firmly mistaken that he was terminally ill. His intention to silence him with a gift offensive for someone who would die soon was clear.
From Pyeonghwa’s perspective, this misunderstanding wasn’t bad. He wasn’t as scared of him as before, but trusting him was a separate matter. Since he didn’t know when he might change his mind and decide to kill him again, he was planning to leave at least one insurance.
Once he understood the questioner’s intention, Dohae’s uncomfortable visits felt amusing. Pyeonghwa decided to enjoy this situation since it had come to this.
Dohae always parked right in front of the gate and knocked on the front door wearing only a bucket hat. Thanks to that, Pyeonghwa could appreciate his face from close up. He opened the door every day with the feeling of attending a celebrity fan meeting.
The time facing him was about 5 seconds. Because he just handed over the gift and turned around without a word. It seemed like he could hear a voice saying “I’ll be passing by~” from somewhere. Gradually, dissatisfaction began to build at the too-short fan meeting time.
Then one day, Dohae appeared wearing a mask instead of a hat.
“Hyung! Are you kidding? Even anti-fans are fans!”
Pyeonghwa grabbed his arm as he was about to turn around and shouted. Dohae narrowed his brows and looked down at Pyeonghwa.
