Knowing Brother-Chapter 34

Dirty, messy. Those words were primal. Won Dae-young was thinking about the possibility that someone would step on or dirty Choi Seol-woo.

The quiet hospital room scenery became blurred. Contrary to his relaxed vision, his breathing became slightly rougher. A hot scent came from his clothes and skin.

The area between his thighs became hot. Seol-woo turned his head, thinking that Won Dae-young might feel it. However, Won Dae-young put more strength into his arms. Seol-woo’s face pressed harder against his waist, and a deep breath burst out. Won Dae-young heard that and still held Seol-woo’s chin tightly.

Even if his clothes were pulled up, revealing his bare skin, and Seol-woo’s lips were directly touching his stomach, he didn’t think he would feel any discomfort.

His Adam’s apple bulged and sank in a place he glanced up at.

That ignited Choi Seol-woo’s imagination. It was the moment when he imagined pulling up his clothes and pressing his lips against the bare skin underneath for a long time.

A slight noise passed through Choi Seol-woo’s field of vision.

Someone was seen running away through the gap in the hospital room door. At first glance, it was a student backpack.

Seol-woo straightened his back. When Choi Seol-woo quickly pulled away, Won Dae-young flinched at the hand on Seol-woo’s head. When he glanced around, he saw that he was squinting one eye and rubbing his forehead hard.

There was no noise outside the slightly open door. There were no other footsteps in the hallway. Seol-woo looked through the empty gap in the door and wondered.

Did he see something? Was it an illusion he had created himself, caught in the strange atmosphere?

Won Dae-young didn’t seem to be wary of his surroundings. Judging from the way he was smiling, that was the case. If that was the case, he must have just been a passerby passing by in the hallway. The doubt quickly disappeared. He was happy to think that all that was left was to return home with Won Dae-young.

Now that he was home, Choi Seol-woo could do many things for Won Dae-young. If he felt guilty about hitting the old man, he could say no, and if the second-floor lady and the eldest brother cursed at Won Dae-young behind his back, he could fight with them. Seol-woo was filled with dreams. He imagined himself living in the same house as him and becoming a middle school student. There seemed to be no problems in that future.

Won Dae-young never went to the dark alley of the villa after that. After a few instances of women and men coming near the wall, he soon returned with bruises and cuts on his face.

“My close brothers are a little angry. So... I’ll be busy for a while.”

“What does that mean? Who are my close brothers?” freёweɓnovel.com

“I need to make it clear that they didn’t order me around, but that I played with them.”

Choi Seol-woo didn’t know exactly what kind of change was coming to Won Dae-young. According to him, he was just preparing to go back to school and ‘persuading’ his angry brothers for that purpose.

Won Dae-young will return to Hyungil Middle School next year as a third-year student. He could take the high school qualification exam, but since he was going to go to school every day to train for the track team anyway, he thought it would be better to attend school while doing it.

After making that decision, he came down the stairs with his hair shaved off. With his hair shaved to the minimum length, he looked like a yakuza or a delinquent student in a Japanese drama aired on NTV. Even though school was still far away, he showed up wearing his Hyungil Middle School uniform. The tight shirt emphasized his thick, three-dimensional muscles, and his eyes, where the blood vessels were still swollen, were still red.

“It’s been a while since I’ve worn it, but it fits so well.”

Seol-woo stared at him for a while. When he opened his mouth wide and furrowed his eyebrows, Won Dae-young chuckled.

“Why, your hair is so bad?”

That tight hair is just because he’s Won Dae-young. If someone else had done it, they’d think he got scolded by his parents and had his hair cut forcibly.

“You’re so sexy?”

“No, you look like a yakuza.”

“You like yakuza, don’t you?”

“Are you crazy? Say something with at least a little bit of evidence.”

“Now that I see it, you really like yakuza? Don’t even think about fooling me, hyung.”

Seol-woo sat on the stairs and massaged Won Dae-young’s eyes. Won Dae-young’s long legs stretched out all the way to the yard. Won Dae-young, who put his shoulder between Seol-woo’s legs and laid his head on his stomach, closed his eyes and asked.

“Seol-woo. Do you still want to kill me if I leave you?”

Seol-woo didn’t say no. Won Dae-young pressed his answer while rubbing his rough hair on his stomach.

I wondered what it would feel like to lick his lips as he moved lazily. When he tried to kiss by folding his lips by himself, they were just wet. Seol-woo took advantage of the gap in his eyes to peek at his lips.

“I feel empty when I think about leaving. I feel as angry as I did back then.”

Won Dae-young’s voice groaned at those words. The corners of his mouth also slightly rose.

“It’s delicious. What you said.”

He seemed to be enjoying something, although he didn’t show his expression. Something like a faint pleasure, a feeling of relaxation when the tingling sensation in his lower abdomen was released.

Choi Seol-woo silently raised his hand and touched Won Dae-young’s eyes.

“Get better... Get better quickly...”

Won Dae-young opened his eyes slightly as he recited the spell. His eyelashes brushed his fingers. His eyes, with their blood vessels burst, continued to look at Choi Seol-woo. It seemed like he could see his deep breaths. His chest, which was between his legs, rose and fell in a steady rhythm. Won Dae-young asked softly.

“How about blowing it with your mouth?”

“What?”

“Like this.”

Won Dae-young, who had raised his body, wrapped his arms around Seol-woo’s head. His small breath warmed the tip of his eyebrows. Seol-woo shrugged his shoulders.

Then his lips quietly settled on the corner of his eyes. The power that warmed his eyeballs was soft yet strong. A sweetness he had never tasted before ran down his eyelids and tickled his eyelashes.

Deep-rooted sensuality ran up between his legs.

At that moment, the second-floor window shook. Seol-woo held his breath and looked at the second floor. A strange sense of discomfort came over him, just like when he saw a passerby passing through the crack in the door of his hospital room.

Fortunately, there was no one at the window or the door. Seol-woo brushed his chest and pulled away from Won Dae-young.

Won Dae-young hit his head a few times with both hands. The school uniform shirt that fit him so well still seemed ridiculous.

After that, he didn’t lean on Seol-woo’s body or hug her carelessly. Instead, he kept pushing her to make unrealistic things happen.

“Let’s go pick out the Hyungil Middle School uniform.”

“I told you not to. I told you that the application process is already over. How many times do you have to tell me, damn it?”

“You’re an android. If you make up an excuse that you have to have someone who knows your secrets at the same school, the education office will transfer you to that level.”

It had been a few months since he had passed the elementary school qualification exam and applied to a nearby public middle school as his first choice.

“Seol-woo. Hyung, it’s scary to go back to school alone. Let’s go together. All your friends are high school students... Huh? What should I do?”

“I guarantee you that your visuals are the scariest at that school.”

“How do the other middle school kids see you acting like you’re crazy? Do you know how crazy those pubescent kids are without brakes?”

Choi Seol-woo ended up falling for Won Dae-young’s sweet talk and ended up asking Mrs. Choi this.

“Can’t you change your middle school application now?”

“What are you talking about all of a sudden, kid?”

Mrs. ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) Choi tried to stop Seol-woo from going to the same middle school as Won Dae-young. After changing her words several times, the one word she finally spoke was Mrs. Choi’s honest sincerity.

“Baby. He’s... different from you anyway.”

There was a lot implied in those words. He thought of his acquaintance who used to beat and push over kids from the same school like they were objects. Mrs. Choi’s words made sense. Even if they went to the same school, it would be awkward for Won Dae-young, a third-year student, and Choi Seol-woo, a first-year student, to be close, and even if they did, it was uncertain how their school life would go.

“That’s also true. If they live together for three years and go to the same school, don’t you think rumors will spread?”

Still, Choi Seol-woo secretly believed that her middle school life with Won Dae-young would be rosy. I should have said that I would transfer after a while, those were the days when I hid my ulterior motive and prepared for school admission.

Won Dae-young was really busy. There were many times when he would not answer Seol-woo's phone call because he was lost in thought. There were also times when he would hold onto the phone and talk for a long time.

Seol-woo had forgotten because he was worried about Won Dae-young who was busy.

Choi Seol-woo was an android who had to be careful of the collection team's tracking. And the biggest parts of life usually didn't go as Choi Seol-woo wanted.

He should have expected that the time he spent with the son of the owner of the second floor, Won Dae-young, would also end.

One day when Won Dae-young was out of the house, the house phone rang. It wasn't often that the house phone rang. The winter sky was clear, and the daytime air was mild. Seol-woo picked up the phone.

- Baby. Open the back door of the kitchen right now and come out. Stay behind Mom's fence. Hurry up, hurry up now, don't make a sound, and be quiet. Got it?

The creepy fear that had enveloped her body came back after a year and three months.

Her fingertips and toes were getting numb, and the blood drained from her mouth. Seol-woo quickly grabbed her school bag. It was fortunate that she had not kept any of her treasured possessions. There was nothing to take with her except expensive medicine. She put the medicine bag in her bag and walked stealthily to the kitchen.

The sound of her footsteps walking down the alley was amplified and rang in her ears. Seol-woo carefully opened the kitchen side door. She opened it slowly so that the hinges wouldn’t make a sound. Mrs. Choi’s bracelet swayed on the wall.