INICIAR SESIÓN“Whoa…” Ji-ho gasped as stared at Min-a's family house. It was literally a glass house, every wall had a next alternating window for the wall. The glass walls were tinted dark so you could barely tell the difference, especially at night. “I swear it is even bigger than I remembered…” She added, looking at the fountain sitting in the middle, giving it a weird look. “So like, what is the special thing about this house? Is there a secret passage to some underground secret lair? Or do you have those garage door flip thing that turns into-” Ji-ho was cut up by Min-a literally pinching her lips, taking in a deep breath before bending to her level. “This is not a Bond movie. There are no secret layers underground with secret tech weapons and robots building an army of clones who work for my father without pay because we own them.” He kept a straight face, watching her blink multiple times as she tried to decipher if he was being sarcastic, serious or both. Or he was just tr
“Ji Won is joining us at our place, so I think we should go now.” Min-a announced, guiding Ji-ho's wheelchair towards the exit of the building. “Your sister…I'm sure she didn't-” Seung-ho tried to rectify the issue as calmly as he could but Min-a wasn't having it. “Not now, not today.” He muttered back, shaking his head as he pushed the wheelchair above a little ridge at the door, causing it to rattle. “Okay then, we will use my car. But we will have this talk because I don't like it when y'all fight.” Seung-ho stated, walking ahead to his Ford Jeep to open the back door for her. “I could-” “Eun Hye, you go with Duncan. The car is already full as Ji-ho is lying in the back seat.” Min-a spoke up, cutting his older sister off because he knew exactly what she was going to say and he wasn't having it. “Okay, I offered anyway.” Eun Hye defeatedly walked back towards the direction of her car. She couldn't even go back with Duncan, which she was thankful for. After their a
Eun Hye stood behind them, completely lost in her troubled thoughts. Their voice came more like a distant chatter while her mind sat there, guilt tripping her through it all. Once again, Min-a was right and everything fell more on her attachment. The insane pleasing syndrome she had for her father ran deeper than her yearning for respect and approval. She watched her father work and be busy for a whole year overseas. Her mother would tell her he was there for them, making sure they never starved. And she was right, they never slept empty and she got everything she wanted. Then her mother left, leaving her with the burden of dealing with her father. Somehow she felt like she was destined to have the responsibility to earn his love and approval. That way he wouldn't feel so disappointed. That was how her 18-year-old self interpreted her mother's sudden disappearance. Eun Hye snapped out of it, turning around to finally give attention to the dialogue that was taki
It didn't take him long to find out why there was a warning cough. Eun Hye strolled in after Duncan in all of her glory. Dressed red carpet worthy and her perfume so strong, it only took seconds for it to travel to Min-a's nostrils at the end of the hall. “She was looking for a parking space.” Duncan rolled his eyes, at the same time, a small smile appeared on his lips. “But there are only a few people here?” Seung-ho replied lost, staring at Eun Hye coming behind him with a graceful catwalk. Once again, she was in her famous sky-blue-and-white combo. High waist baggy jeans neatly pressed with a white blouse and white boots, a white purse to go along. “Exactly,” Duncan muttered sarcastically. “What he's implying is that I'm a bad driver and it takes me quite a while to park my car properly in a spot.” Eun Hye rolled her eyes, knowing exactly what Duncan was doing. “One time, Eun Hye turned on traffic signals in all the wrong directions because she thought it work
“She's on her way. I don't even know how I got here before her when she took her Lambo.” Duncan chuckled, joining them on the bench. “Sorry uhm, when did you know about this?” Seung-ho interrupted. “Huh?” Duncan popped his head to have a proper look at him. “Since I saw a pai-” Min-a stepped on his feet, cutting off the rest of his sentence. He glared at Duncan who winced in pain, shaking his head. “Since I came back from the Netherlands. This one was sulking.” Duncan threw in Min-a's direction. “But to be honest. I always knew since he was a kid. He kind of had a crush on me.” He added for the purpose of teasing. But Seung-ho didn't take it that way. He closed his eyes, knowing he saw what he saw, a connection between the both of them. “An infatuation that long died with your departure.” Min-a corrected. “Oh, I see.” Kwan Seung-ho nodded, not in full understanding, but for the sake of the fact that they were in the hospital and they were here for a sick friend.
“I know you know what I'm talking about.” Min-a sounded serious so she dropped her act. “If you mean the kind and sweet gesture of him saving you from a strike against the iron table...that was a purely platonic act.” She shrugged, giving him a knowing smile. Min-a wasn't having it. He knew she knew. And it wasn't just today. It had been building up since the time he smoked with her and mistakenly talked about the time when he wanted to go to Antarctica. It was really just the high talking but he knew exactly what he meant. Did you know two male penguins could raise a child together, and nobody gave a shit? Now, Min-a wasn't really sure whether penguins lived in Antarctica, but he knew it was a cold place and that penguins might be there, isolated from the world's hate and judgment. “Cut the bull crap, Ji-ho. I know you know what I mean, and you have probably known for a while, but today you were set on rubbing it in my face. “Okay okay, pull your trousers up
The night didn’t go as Min-a originally planned at all. First, he didn’t find a hot enough chick for the private Red carpet. Second, he didn’t party hard with his friends as they did on New Year's Eve. Hell, he barely saw Ji Won and Inn Woo seemed to be all over the place, probably high on some “aes
After a moment of deep breaths, Min-a met Seung-ho’s gaze head-on, determined to challenge him. “Because I’m bored, and you’re making me nervous as hell,” His admission seemed to please Kwan Seung-ho, though he suspected it was the alcohol loosening his tone. “What about your date?” He took anoth
“If you are waiting for me to back down, you might grow another strand of gray hair,” Min-a sneered. Seung-ho gasped in shock at the comment, he didn't take Min-a for someone who could be witty. “I have gray hair? Where did you see it?” “I don't know…” Min-a mumbled, his gaze dropping lower.
The man eating ass began to ride the other man, his mouth parted open as the top spanked his cheeks. “Fuck..” Min-a groaned, adjusting in his seat. Seung-ho watched him struggle to swallow as his brown eyes reflected the TV light from the side view. Min-a seemed so focused on the screen that h







