“Whatever it is…I don’t like thugs.”
Wow, I am starting to feel something. Kwon Taejung who was assumed to be a thug devised a question to encourage Yigyeom to pick the thug from the options.
“Now, would you dislike it if you grew to admire someone who turned out to be a thug?”
“…Yes.”
“Are you going to break up with him?”
“I should. “I suppose I should. It doesn’t look nice, no matter what I think about it. All the thugs I’ve encountered up to this point have been too harsh and frightening… The previous Chief and the loan sharks too.”
“I can be different, you know. Starting from the face, I am very much different. Also, I don’t bully you.”
Yigyeom, who was still staring at Kwon Taejung’s face, shook his head as if he didn’t want to think about it.
“Still…A thug is a thug.”
“Haa…Fuck. Well, do whatever you want. I also have no intention of liking you.”
“…Okay.”
Kwon Taejung sipped the coffee he had tossed aside before and discreetly saw Yigyeom take a sip of the melting vanilla frappe. Kwon Taejung knew he wasn’t a real thug, but he was irritated by Yigyeom’s accusations. Kwon Taejung thought he should come clean and reveal he was the son of a conglomerate rather than a thug, but he didn’t because he was afraid Yigyeom would be shocked. He reasoned that it would be better for Yigyeom to recognize him as a thug since they would only be together for three months.
If Yigyeom discovered that Kwon Taejung was the Taesung Group’s youngest son, he would have to be cautious in his activities and treat and behave with Yigyeom as he did with others. He would have to laugh even when he didn’t want to and control his anger when he would want to be angry.
Also, if Yigyeom wanted, he could have informed the broadcast station about who he was, therefore it was a win-win situation and a lucky escape. That meant Kwon Taejung was less likely to appear on the program as a representative of Taesung Group.
“What are you looking at? Is it your first time looking at a thug?”
Kwon Taejung made a half-joke with Yigyeom, who was staring at him and gently touched his smooth cheeks. Yigyeom’s shoulders flinched but he didn’t dodge Taejung’s touch, so Taejung grabbed the opportunity to be more mischievous and lightly touched his cheeks. Yigyeom did not evade his touch or gaze for long. His neck couldn’t stop burning.
Yigyeom was surprised to find himself doing nothing during the time he was supposed to be working. There hasn’t been a single day when he didn’t work or didn’t have to work since the Daramdong redevelopment project began and his grandfather was cheated out of his relocation expenses.Yigyeom juggled many different jobs from morning to night, enduring whatever he could, whether it was being ignored or mocked. He had no choice.
Even though Yigyeom worked briefly in the morning, his entire day was so peaceful that it completely skipped his mind. He couldn’t believe he had such a pleasant time enjoying delicious desserts at a high-end restaurant, eating meals he liked, and drinking coffee in a place that was nice enough to make him feel at ease.
Looking at his current state, he spent his time so lavishly that he felt uneasy, and because his day was already done and dusted, he didn’t want to regret it.
“Hey, I should give you money.”
“Money?”
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Kwon Taejung pulled over to the side of the road in front of the cafe where Yigyeom worked part-time and took out his wallet, handing out two million won checks that he typically kept with him for emergencies. He used one in the morning, so he just had one check in his wallet.
“Now, take it.”
Yigyeom’s eyes widened as he realized the check he had gotten was for one million won rather than 100,000 won. Yigyeom returned the check to Kwon Taejung.
“It’s too much.”
“What’s too much? Yesterday there was a banquet hall and today it was a rabbit. This much is fine.”
“I was supposed to receive 150,000 won yesterday and 50,000 won today. It’s really okay if you don’t give me anything…”
“I’m giving it to you because I think you deserve at least this much. Just take it. Or take it as compensation for the time you spent with a thug.”
“…I didn’t say that earlier because I hated the time I was with you.”
Kwon Taejung, who had just watched the boy express how much he despised thugs, seemed so pitiful that he laughed out loud and tenderly ruffled Yigyeom’s hair. He enjoyed the way his hair brushed across his fingertips and slipped through his fingers.
“Then play with me in the future too.”
“…”
“It’s for 3 months anyway. No, it’s less than 3 months.”
“….”
“I’ll give 10 times the hourly wage. There is nothing bad about it. It’s not that you have to run around freely but just be with me.”
Yigyeom was curious about Kwon Taejung’s feelings. He had no reason to give Yigyeom money or ask him to spend time with him.
“Perhaps…”
“…”
“It’s not…you are not asking something else from me, are you?”
“Something else? Hm, well, are you talking about this?”
Kwon Taejung, who was staring at Yigyeom, took his hands off the steering wheel and lifted Yigyeom’s shirt slightly. To be honest, he was interested when he noticed his tummy and waist, which were as fair and delicate as his face. If Yigyeom hadn’t instantly grabbed his hand and lowered his own shirt, Kwon Taejung would have raised it until his chest was visible.
“Why? Are you not talking about this? Am I the only perverted one here?”
“If you do these kinds of things, I won’t meet with you.”
“It’s not like I could make you go into a rut so why are you so surprised? Alpha doesn’t have anything to do with Betas.”
Yigyeom’s eyes were visibly shaking in response to Kwon Taejung’s words, and the latter simply laughed and reached out his hand, stretching it to wrap around Yigyeom’s neck.
“Ah…”
Kwon Taejung straightened his back and leaned into the passenger seat, burying his face in Yigyeom’s neck. From the back of his neck, there was a faint aroma of peaches.
“What, what are you doing…?”
“You smell like desserts.”
“….”
“A peach scent.”
“…”
“I want to have it.”
Yigyeom could feel Kwon Taejung’s warm breath on his nape whenever he spoke. Yigyeom could barely grab onto Kwon Taejung’s shoulders owing to the strange warmth and itchiness that had taken over him, but his arms were not that strong. The pleasant aroma of Kwon Taejung, who was nearby, kept him dazed while his body weakened.
“I don’t think it smells like soap…”
“…Ugh…”
Kwon Taejung’s nose and voice pushed on his sensitive skin. He had to pry his shoulders away with his hands, but because he lacked strength, he appeared to be clinging onto Kwon Taejung.
When something soft and hot touched his nape through his voice, Yigyeom pushed Kwon Taejung and covered the spot where the latter’s tongue touched, with his palm. He could feel his heartbeat thumping against his palm.
“Anyway, take that money. Think about whatever after receiving it. I gave you ten times the amount you were supposed to receive so you can think of it as playing ten times more.”
“Still…”
“Is it hard to play with me? We will just eat and kill time. I’m sick of being stuck in a shitty container. It’s not that I can go play around with the older people here.”
“…”
“Think of it as an advance payment for playing with me. Now, enough about the money.”
Kwon Taejung loosened his tie as if he was tired before gently stroking Yigyeom’s hair as he looked at his cheeks.
“When do you finish work?”
“…”
“If you don’t tell me, I’m going to wait here until you’re done.”
“…At 10.30.”
“I will take you home.”
“…You don’t have to do that.”
“But I’m still not done talking. I’ll come about the time you finish work so wait here. If you leave before me, I’ll be sad. If it repeats again, I’ll get angry and if I get angry, you know that I won’t be nice to you, okay?”
That was a threat disguised as a gentle voice. Yigyeom had no choice but to nod as he answered positively and left the car. Yigyeom shut the door and leaned forward to greet, but the passenger window rolled down.
“See you later.”
Kwon Taejung smirked and waved away as if threatening him, while Yigyeom just sighed.
He stood there for a long time, watching the car drive away. The burning sensation on the back of his neck persisted.
***
Strange person. It was a stupid way to define him but Kwon Taejung was really a strange person. He was a strange person who seemed to convey everything he was feeling but spoke nothing; he acted gentle but occasionally threatened him.
It felt certainly different from people like the previous Chief and the thug like Goo Daebom. Yigyeom spit out harsh words at times, but he didn’t feel like he’d be beaten or reprimanded if he did because he wasn’t harsh to him when they were together. Of course, it could have been an illusion, or it could have been that he didn’t see him being aggressive, but that’s how he felt.
“…”
So he stored the checks in the locker. He said it was an advance to spend time with him but it was amazing how he could give away such a large sum of money so casually.
Oddly…I can’t wait for Mr Thug to get angry… 👀
haha me too ><
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