MasukIt didn't take long before Seo Min-a's mind traveled to his forthcoming date with Kwan Seung-ho. They had been getting so much more comfortable than Min-a thought they would. Somehow he just fit into his life and family drama that he had been so worried about in the first place. Unlike what he thought their relationship would be, a sore thumb stretching out of the haystack. Instead, it turned into something more complicated that fitted into his life perfectly. Just like every other thing. Ji-ho within the time of Min-a’s silence, had thrown an average of three bananas and a half-drunk bottle of water at Ji Won, all of which he didn't quite dodge properly. “You need to stop throwing stuff at me, you are making a mess and Eun Hye is not going to like that-” Ji Won was yet to finish when Min-a interrupted, waving his hand to catch his attention. “Actually, Eun Hye isn't around. Plus Ji-ho lives here now.” Min-a leaned his head all the way back until he now had his
At this point, Ji-ho had been allowed to go back to her place so she could feel more at home and her healing process could hasten, but to Min-a’s surprise, she kept coming back and spending random nights at their place. Not that he was complaining. If anything, he was glad. Ji-ho had grown so much on him, and in return, the idea of free food and relaxing in a hot tub after every minor inconvenience also appealed to her. So she made occasional visits whenever she was feeling spoiled. She wasn't just a freeloader, though.Her foster parents would have disapproved if she ever became one. She contributed by cooking and baking some of the most amazing treats she had learned from moving from one home to another. It never failed to make the household smile whenever they came home and caught a whiff of Ji-ho's cooking. Seo Min-a, for example, had his nose in the air—and he could smell the brownies. They were so good. The scent of cocoa had filled the entire house—or at lea
Eun Hye remembered the several times she had declined invites to chill at exclusive after-parties and midnight clubbing. She always turned them down. She didn't feel like she had the same privileges they had. They could slip up and get away with it without having their parents cut them off. Instead of socializing, Eun Hye poured all her energy into making her male counterparts recognise her, this led her into missing out of what being a happy youth felt like after spending years battling with old men who had lived more than twice her lifetime. She truly felt dumb now that she thought about it. Seo Eun Hye downed another shot of her drink, a bitter chuckle leaving her lips. Why did it take her this long to figure it out? One more shot, and she developed the liquid courage to flip through her message box till she stopped right on her friend group box. It has always been Hae-Won and Ae-cha, the last time she was active in the group happened to be a mon
“I don't want to hear it, Duncan. Go back and comfort Min-a like you always do.” Eun Hye snapped, a hot blazing glare directed towards Duncan. He has never seen Eun Hye look this mad at anyone before, let of him. The venom and pain in her voice made his heart shrink in pain. “That was just-” “No!” Eun Hye screamed at him. Luckily they were the only ones in the hallway. It was the executive floor and everyone on this floor either had their office here or didn't even work on this side of the city. Just when Duncan thought he couldn't stand looking at her looking and sounding hurt, her lips quivered after she yelled at him. They took a few seconds of silence to look at each other. There was nothing else to say. The finality in her voice already spoke loudly where she stood. Duncan took a step back in surrender, causing a strain of guilt to trickle down Eun Hye's throat. Just before she could do anything stupid like take her words back, she straigh
“Noona…I had no idea you were that desperate to get married.” Seo Min-a sat on the table looking down the room directly at Eun Hye as she cleared up the files she had come in with. She sighed. Ignoring her brother until she had her files in order so she could finally pass them on to their father for authentication. “Min-a…I don't know if you haven't noticed but I'm not in the chatty mood. I have a lot going on on my mind and I would really love it if you leave me out of your little seek and destroy game.” She dropped the file down on the glass table, letting out an even louder frustration-filled sigh. “Hey, don't put that on me. I'm not the one who dropped the responsibility on you.” Min-a poured salt on her open wound. “Min-a…” both Seung-ho and Duncan cautioned at the same time. “No! Let him speak.” Eun Hye barked, exhausted at her brother's charade, and attacked all the time. Duncan quietly stood up and closed the door. “What is it, Min-a? What
“She may or may not have called me gay and I may or may not have called her a piece of work, gaslighting, delusional baby who needed to date younger and foolish guys?” Seung-ho summed it up just about right. It still managed to make Min-a laugh again. “Sounds like Eun Hye but definitely doesn't sound like you…at least on that occasion. But I understand.” Min-a patted his shoulder, taking the now half-eaten donut from Seung-ho and sticking it into my mouth. “That was mine,” he pouted. “Finders keepers” Min-a shot back with a small smile. “You are not mad?” Seung-ho asked Min-a, a bit surprised he didn't play the family card on him. “At you? Well, you roasted my sister rightfully, so I have given you a bail offer.” Min-a sent him a smirk while drinking his iced coffee. The contagious smirk got Seung-ho. It felt like a load was lifted of his shoulder. “I was actually talking about your sister and the roasting...I know now that it wasn't right and I should have taken
“You should pick up her call,” Seung-ho suggested. “I don't want to. She's the reason I'm in this mess anyway.” Min-a replied, not realizing how much his words cut through. Seung-ho hummed in reaction, looking out the window without saying another word. “I wasn’t talking about us,” Min-a qui
Seung-ho got to his feet, rubbing his butt. “Forbidden Garden is a night gay club for Korea's elite. I really don't know how you didn't know about this…” he paused, glancing at him. “I have never engaged in homosexual activities before you. I was a really dedicated closet person, and besides, I
Seung-ho felt his heart skip a beat multiple times. He couldn't believe he was blushing so hard right now in front of a twenty-two-year-old. He would have asked where all this confidence was coming from but then again, the younger man before him was Korea's number one bad boy. Min-a stared Seu
“You know his name is Duncan, right?” Min-a corrected him. “I don't care, honestly,” Seung-ho muttered. Min-a found his jealousy cute. He did see why he would be jealous though, Duncan was actually hot and gentle. “So,” Seung-ho started, coming to stand beside him. “Do yo




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