Aggro Hunter 61

Whatever the reason, he was being nice because he thought he was terminally ill, but if he found out the truth…… Shit! He wouldn’t actually kill me, would he? Dohae’s back looked like a retreat instructor who could become either a demon or an angel. Pyeonghwa straightened his back and sat in a proper posture.

“Eat.”

Dohae set down a bowl of multigrain rice in front of Pyeonghwa. Pyeonghwa gaped as he took in the feast he’d prepared. He thought there would only be vegetables since it was healthy food, but there was even bulgogi seasoned with soy sauce.

Perhaps because it was past mealtime, his stomach rumbled. Pyeonghwa scooped up a big spoonful of multigrain rice and placed bulgogi on top. Just as he was about to take a bite, Dohae scooped another bowl of rice and sat down across from him.

“Huh? You’re eating together too, hyung?”

“Fuck, should I just cook and serve you then?”

“No, that’s not it…. But why are you always angry, hyung? I thought you were Byeoreokie.”

“Byeoreok, what?”

“Byeoreokie. There’s a character who’s always angry. Just like you, hyung… Wow, hyung, you’re really good at cooking. It’s fucking delicious! Do you have a Korean cuisine chef’s license?”

Dohae, who had been frowning at being compared to some strange character, snorted at the following compliment and continued his meal.

“You’re spitting. Close your mouth and eat.”

“Yep.”

Pyeonghwa stuffed his mouth full of food and glanced at Dohae while chewing. How could someone who was always frowning not have a single wrinkle between their brows? His skin was like smooth porcelain.

Unlike himself who was eating ravenously, Dohae put a moderate amount in his mouth with measured movements. He lowered his long eyelashes, kept his mouth firmly closed, and chewed slowly—all his actions were so elegant that Pyeonghwa couldn’t look away.

‘He doesn’t even look at his phone while eating.’

Even though the conversation didn’t continue, Dohae didn’t touch his phone lying face down at the end of the table. Even though it vibrated several times.

Pyeonghwa recalled memories of sitting at this table eating with his father. Back then, even when they were together, he felt as lonely as being alone, but now he felt a little…… shy.

“Hyung, you’re really not like people these days.”

“……Are you saying I’m old?”

After swallowing his food, Dohae answered a beat late. Pyeonghwa thought his eating habits were mature and cool.

“Everyone touches their phones while eating these days. It seemed like you were getting messages but you weren’t checking them……”

“You’re not touching yours either.”

“I look at it when I eat alone. But when eating together, if the other person only looks at their phone, it’s kind of, lonely, you know. I want to have conversations and stuff…. What about you, hyung? Do you like eating quietly? Should I not talk?”

“Go ahead, talk.”

Pyeonghwa smiled broadly and chattered about this and that. Since he couldn’t wait for Dohae to swallow his food before moving on to the next topic, it was almost like talking to himself. Dohae responded by nodding his head.

When his stomach was full, his tension released. Pyeonghwa patted his plump belly and leaned back against the chair as if sprawling. It had been a long time since he’d eaten such proper home-cooked food, and it had been a long time since he didn’t feel lonely while eating together.

Dohae, who chewed thoroughly, was slow, but since he didn’t eat much, he finished his meal around the same time as Pyeonghwa. Pyeonghwa wondered how he maintained that build eating only as much as a bird.

“You do the dishes. I made side dishes and put them in the fridge, so don’t order shitty food like that and cook for yourself.”

“Uh… you’re leaving already? Can’t you stay and hang out a bit longer?”

Seeing Dohae clean up the table and prepare to leave, Pyeonghwa urgently grabbed his shirt tightly while still sitting in the chair.

They’d far exceeded his streaming time eating a late dinner, but since they were already late, he wanted to hang out more. As long as he didn’t get caught that the terminal illness was complete bullshit, Do Dohae wasn’t scary. No, he was actually even fun.

Having observed Do Dohae for a long period, Pyeonghwa could somewhat guess his mood even without him saying a word. Pyeonghwa would quickly change the subject when it seemed his mood would plummet to the worst. It was funny how his facial muscles would slightly relax, then immediately stiffen if his nerves were touched, making him want to keep teasing. But he couldn’t figure out the standard for where his mood would worsen. Do Dohae was an unknown life form that stimulated his curiosity.

“Hyuuung, please. Yeah?”

Dohae looked down at Pyeonghwa clutching his shirt as if crumpling it and clenched his teeth. Earlier he’d cursed at him calling him trash and cockily pointed at him, but now after being fed once he was already wagging his tail—he didn’t like it. Noh Pyeonghwa was a fox bastard whose ability to switch positions was as quick as his looks.

“Huh…?”

When Dohae’s large hand was placed on his head, Pyeonghwa blinked blankly. Since Dohae’s expression was bad, he thought he’d flick him on the head or something…… Dohae very briefly stroked Pyeonghwa’s head, then quickly withdrew.

“I’m busy. I don’t have time to play.”

Even as he said that, Dohae opened the refrigerator and took out a kiwi. He peeled the kiwi prettily, placed it on a plate, and set it on the table with a fork.

“Eat this and don’t lie down for three hours.”

“Three hours? But I have to stream.”

“Don’t.”

“Aw, no way. My viewers really fucking hate when I take breaks. But they don’t mind being late, so I stream late but for a long time. Ridiculous, right? Actually I’m already late now, but I want to hang out more with hyung……”

“Fuck, a bastard who says he’s sick streams games every single day without missing one? Are you dying to die quickly, huh?”

Pyeonghwa was so startled by the sudden scolding that he spat out the kiwi in his mouth. Dohae, furious to the tips of his hair, roughly tousled the hair he’d neatly slicked back with wax.

“Ha, fuck……!”

Crack! He bit down so hard that the sound of grinding teeth reached Pyeonghwa’s ears. Pyeonghwa stared at the twitching jaw muscles with a blank face.

“If you turn on your stream today, you’re dead to me. From now on, take a break once every three days! Got it?”

“……”

“Not answering?”

“Uuung……”

Dohae wasn’t satisfied with Pyeonghwa’s mumbled answer. His expression looked especially stupid today. Anyway, Noh Pyeonghwa was a guy with not a single likable aspect. Feeling like he’d get a stress-induced illness if he stayed here any longer, he moved his steps toward the entrance.

Thud! The door closed. Only then did Pyeonghwa’s frozen shoulders flinch and tremble. Pyeonghwa fidgeted restlessly with his hands and feet.

“Wh-what do I do?”

Belatedly, Pyeonghwa’s whole body heated up as if engulfed in flames. Pyeonghwa could no longer deny that Do Dohae and ‘DdoHae Noona’s’ personalities were similar. Both were the tsundere type who were good to you while being annoyed, and took care of you while cursing. Do Dohae even had a pretty face on top of that. With someone who was his type right in front of him, it was hard not to get fluttered.

‘No, I can’t get fluttered! I… I don’t want to become like Dad!’

He’d firmly resolved since he was very, very young not to become like Noh Baram who had a hundred hearts. So only ‘DdoHae Noona’ should be seated in his heart.

Pyeonghwa squeezed his eyes shut and tried to recall the pain he’d given him in the past. But what came to mind was the soft touch of the hand that had stroked his head. Flush. Heat rose again.

“Noona, I’m sorry……”

Guilt washed over him. He felt like he wouldn’t be able to look straight at her chat window for a while.

Pyeonghwa wiped the tears gradually seeping out with his sleeve and stabbed a kiwi with his fork. The image of Dohae’s long, straight fingers peeling the kiwi came to mind. Pyeonghwa pounded his pounding chest with his fist as he cleaned the plate.

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[Wow what trash;;; Mental cheating is also cheating ㅗ]

[The similar personality thing is an excuse, he just wants to switch lol Any guy would fall for a super pretty person coming to your house and cooking for you lol]

[It was over the moment he reduced his streaming days listening to the pretty boy ㅉㅉ Poor girlfriend]

—Ah shit, I shouldn’t have said anything. I did get fluttered, but I’m not falling for him or switching! I was just curious about what I should do to not be swayed by anyone else in the future……!

[No but how would anyone know that? lololol]

[So greedy, just let noona go]

[I hope your girlfriend is watching this stream…..^^]

—Huh? My noona sleeps at 12 o’clock though? She’s like a child of a new country, so cute, right? Ah, I miss noona. Noonaaaaa……!

“Kup!”

In a dark room. One man’s chest heaved greatly as he stared intently at his phone screen with earphones in.

‘When did he go and even cook for him? He emphasized so much to me that he’s a kid, but he himself made that kid’s heart flutter……’

Byun Taehui laughed quietly, stifling his laughter as much as possible so the child of a new country with keen hearing wouldn’t wake up.

‘He used to love dogs so much when he was young, and now with a kid who’s exactly like a dog…… Hmm?’

Byun Taehui recalled Nuryeongi, the dog Haedo had raised over ten years ago. Nuryeongi was the only living creature that the indifferent Dohae had shown interest in.

Nuryeongi was characterized by orange-tinted fur, big pointy ears, long narrow eyes, and a long snout. At a glance, he looked like a fox, and his image was slightly similar to Pyeonghwa.

‘Oh my, they look alike.’