Even if a criminal being pointed at by the whole world stood behind him, Yeo Dowoon would face monsters for his sake. Even if a situation came where he had to lay down his life, he wouldn’t refuse.
Therefore, it was conduct somewhat distant from the commonly used concepts of justice or morality.
“Hyung, you really must have been brainwashed like crazy. Or maybe it’s the opposite. You went crazy from being brainwashed.”
To Yoon Minoh’s admiration that wasn’t admiration, he answered in a neat tone.
The reason Yeo Dowoon could become the youngest meritorious retainer of the Esper Base.
“I’m pretty good with my body, but my head is fucking terrible.”
“……”
“Even ants divide labor, you know. People should each do what they’re good at. Isn’t that right?”
Because whether it was the period when he worked as a miner or the period when he worked as an Esper, the role he’d concluded for himself remained consistent. Weighing what was right and wrong was only other people’s share, not his own.
“Complex things are handled by those above, and I.”
He only needed to confirm whether he could accomplish something or not.
“I just need to remember my own work.”
Even if he was criticized for being negligent or evasive, his mindset didn’t change.
“You take note of this too. If you’re going to work with me, you need to align yourself with this first.”
Because he always detested trivial worries.
***
The commute to work was an even greater commotion.
“Ah, hello? Dowoon hyung. Can you hear me?”
“……”
“Did you go deaf? Can you really not hear my voice?”
The persistent gaze of Yoon Minoh, who was riding in the passenger seat, poked at Yeo Dowoon’s cheek.
“If you keep not answering, I’ll take it as you want me to call you more stickily.”
When he stopped the car upon encountering a red light, a large palm approached as if it had been waiting and stroked his thigh. At the feather-like movement of gently shaking after grabbing his pants hem, Yeo Dowoon snapped.
“Let go.”
This bastard doesn’t even know to fear traffic accidents… Yoon Minoh, who grinned creepily, wiggled his fingers more, so Yeo Dowoon was fed up and barked.
“If you have common sense, don’t touch me when I’m driving, you bastard! If we rear-end the car in front, will you take responsibility?”
“Huh? Does that mean it’s okay to touch you when you’re not driving?”
Smack—Yoon Minoh, who got hit on the back of his hand, deliberately didn’t match the point and slithered away.
“Don’t tell me you gave me a tip because you wanted me to touch you?”
“Will you shut your mouth obediently, or get out and walk? I have no intention of watching your antics, so choose.”
Though he pretended to be stern, the conclusion was clearly predictable.
“Hmm… Being told to choose makes me nervous for no reason.”
Yeo Dowoon was weak to people who caught onto his words and hung on. Even if at first he’d recite curses fiercely, after repeating that process a few times, his temper rapidly cooled.
The expression of slightly biting his lower lip as if annoyed and his crooked gesture were his trademark that popped out at every disadvantageous moment.
Yoon Minoh was nitpicking at every little thing because he wanted to see that look again. This was nothing short of an addiction. Excessive pranks continued.
“I said I want to do anything if hyung wants it. Should I massage somewhere other than your thigh?”
But Yeo Dowoon didn’t act according to his expectations. He, who had been waiting only for the timing when the light would turn green, admonished in a gentle tone.
“Cut it out there, please. If there’s a traffic accident, it’s not just us who get hurt but innocent people who suffer too.”
If people suffered misfortune on their way to work to collect their salary, what could be more unjust than that? At Yeo Dowoon’s serious response, Yoon Minoh answered as if embarrassed.
“No fun. The moment you sit in the driver’s seat, you become a complete adult, hyung.”
Though he was already an adult who’d lived twenty-seven years, Yeo Dowoon only briefly retorted, saying thank you for the compliment. He wanted to preemptively remove situations that could stimulate that chatterbox bastard’s three-inch tongue.
“Fine. I’ll also follow hyung’s example and act like an adult.”
Yoon Minoh, who had come on as if he’d be stubborn two or three more times, bent his stubbornness earlier than expected. Gentle eyes turned toward Yeo Dowoon. However, contrary to that innocent expression, the words pouring out were quite brazen.
“Touching can wait until after we arrive, right? As for the location, hmm, how about the parking lot? It’s dark all around and there are no eyes watching, so it seems perfect.”
Yeo Dowoon rumbled his vocal cords low as if dumbfounded.
“Just talking with you makes my vision go hazy.”
“Why? Is your body heating up?”
“……I don’t want to cause an accident, so let’s be moderate. Okay?”
Thinking that he had to drive this crazy bastard to work without fail for a year made bile rise from his stomach.
There was also the method of making him use public transportation, but he’d given up on that long ago. Because if that brat caused an accident, his side would suffer much more loss.
The people at the Base would surely use the grounds that he hadn’t properly managed his pair to try to revise his contract.
“Haah……”
Yeo Dowoon entered the intersection near headquarters and let out a sigh laden with the weight of life.
He wanted to quickly escape the car where he could feel Yoon Minoh’s blazing gaze. The interior of the car, which he’d never once felt was cramped, felt narrow today.
At this point, how about changing the car model to a large one? If the space widened, the distance with Yoon Minoh would also increase, so it seemed like a decent strategy.
“Aw, we arrived too fast. I wanted to stay with hyung longer.”
The moment he entered the underground parking lot, Yoon Minoh unbuckled his seatbelt and muttered.
“Once training starts, I’ll be looking at pot-bellied ajeossis to my heart’s content……”
It seemed Yoon Minoh’s eyes were equipped with a filter that made him see people who weren’t obese as obese.
“La la la la la la la.”
Now he seemed to be humming while touching something, creating rustling noise.
However, Yeo Dowoon showed no interest and continued searching for a parking spot. Finding what was presumed to be Baek Seonwoo’s sports car, he skillfully turned the steering wheel.
“We’ve arrived. Let’s go up.”
It was when Yeo Dowoon, who had turned off the engine, was turning to look at Yoon Minoh.
Smack—lips holding candy interlocked. A round object mixed with hot saliva was transferred to Yeo Dowoon’s mouth. It was a green grape-flavored candy with a particularly rough surface, as if small grains were embedded here and there.
“Hehe. Were you surprised?”
At the sweetness rushing in, Yeo Dowoon’s tongue stiffened like a stone.
“It’s late, but it’s a morning kiss.”
“……”
“I’ll feed you a different flavor every day that doesn’t overlap.”
Yoon Minoh, who grinned with closed eyes, whispered repeatedly.
“If we’re living together, we should do this much.”
Yeo Dowoon crunched and crushed the candy. Two pieces, three pieces, four pieces.
After chopping it up to his heart’s content as if venting his irritation, he grabbed the back of Yoon Minoh’s neck and pulled him close. Yoon Minoh, who had been intoxicated with a sense of victory, was surprised by the sudden counterattack and grabbed his shoulder.
“Mmph……”
The flesh that pushed through his lips firmly pushed in the finely crushed candy. It was drenched in sweetness.
Thanks to the few pieces that had already melted, Yeo Dowoon’s saliva had become sweet like sugarcane concentrate. Yoon Minoh opened his mouth as if deeply moved.
Just as he was about to eagerly suck on the tongue that dug in deeper, Yeo Dowoon abruptly ended the kiss. The lips that had conveyed joy even if briefly bid a cruel farewell.
“I hate sweet things.”
Yeo Dowoon, who rubbed and wiped Yoon Minoh’s saliva-wet lips with the back of his hand, opened the passenger door for him with a click and said. Yoon Minoh stared at him with stupid eyes.
“If you’re going to eat it, eat it by yourself.”
Even the pressing voice felt utterly lovely. Yoon Minoh grabbed his collar as if entranced. When he charged forward in that state, Yeo Dowoon grabbed his lightly bleached hair and mercilessly bent it backward.
Ahhh! Yoon Minoh let out a short, thick scream. It throbbed as if his entire scalp was being lifted.
“Ahhhh…, hyung!”
Blue veins stood out on both the back of Yeo Dowoon’s hand and Yoon Minoh’s nape. Yoon Minoh shouted repeatedly in a clear voice. His eyes moistened with humidity from his sense of injustice.
“Fuck! Hyung sucked my tongue first!”
He had merely tried a light kiss. Though he’d passed over the candy, that didn’t even count as a kiss, did it?
Perhaps that’s why, Yeo Dowoon couldn’t help but be flustered.
In fact, tearing off his scalp like this wouldn’t be difficult if he put his mind to it. When Yoon Minoh made a fuss saying he’d go bald, Yeo Dowoon muttered in a deflated tone.
“That’s true.”
Thud—the strength left his hand. The collapsed Yoon Minoh banged the back of his head against the window. The car door that had been open gaped even wider as it received his body weight.
As Yoon Minoh’s body continued to tilt, Yeo Dowoon abruptly lifted his upper body upright so he wouldn’t suffer the humiliation of tumbling out.
“Sorry about just now. Want to make up?”
At the apology tacked on, Yoon Minoh answered with a growl.
“Hyung, fuck, do you have a problem with your anger control function? Take half the day off today and go see a doctor.”
“If we’re going, we should go together. You have a problem with your impulse control function.”
“Isn’t that about you too, hyung? Whenever you see my chest, you go crazy and swallow your saliva. You grope it like you’re going to crush it, and you can’t even carelessly take your eyes off it.”
“……”
“Honestly, you want to see it even now, right? You crave it, right?”
