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One phone call that lasted about forty seconds was all it took for Chung Myung to rush to the hospital. It wasn’t that serious; no, he was just a nervous wreck because Tang Bo was one insane fucker. And their friends decided it’d be a good idea to inform Chung Myung once the small operation was over, so he was even more anxious now.
Apparently, Bo thought dealing with poison was a brilliant idea, and testing it on himself was even more brilliant. Chung Myung didn’t know whether to laugh or bawl his eyes out. That overconfident dumbass.
“I came as fast as I could! Where is he?”
“He’s just woken up and is resting right now,” Iseol said. As Soso’s girlfriend, she did her duty by rushing Bo to the hospital, and now that Chung Myung was here, they’d soon leave Bo in his care.
“That idiot. I’m going to beat him to a pulp once he heals so that he can keep coming to the hospital he so wished to end up in.”
Iseol and Soso gave him bright smiles instead of bothering to reply. They both knew he wouldn’t do that; he hadn’t beaten up Bo since a misunderstanding on their first night of meeting. He indeed beat him to a pulp, though, so if he wanted to teach him a lesson, he surely could.
“Come, let’s visit his room,” said Soso while leading him with a relaxed smile. Why was she enjoying this so much?
“You seem too relaxed for someone whose cousin just got out of an operation.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine! He just woke up and looked pretty decent to me.”
When they reached the room, Chung Myung barged in while Soso trailed behind. He immediately rushed to the bed to inspect Bo’s body and was relieved to see him look healthy enough, although with a bizarre expression he couldn’t make sense of.
“Bo! You dumbass! I told you not to deal with poison! Why don’t you ever listen to me? Huh?”
Chung Myung started scolding Bo; however, it didn’t last long once he caught the deer-in-headlights look on the man’s face. The green-eyed man just stared at Chung Myung without uttering a single word, mouth agape.
“...Bo? Do you hear me? What’s with that face?”
Soso simply snickered while scrolling through her phone as Iseol shrugged, mouthing a ‘ you’ll see’ that Chung Myung instantly despised. At least Soso decided to enlighten him to some extent, sensing the anxiety-inducing silence.
“Oh, right. Forgot to tell you. He’s on some drugs right now, so his head might be a bit blurry as per the doctor.”
“Oh, geez. Hey. Hey, Bo. Geez, he looks so stupid right now.”
A sigh escaped his mouth as he placed his hand on the man’s face lovingly. Bo let out a stupid hehe , and Chung Myung was dumbfounded at the voice he had never heard him use before.
“Well, hello, gorgeous.”
“Uh? Hello, I guess?”
Bo finally decided to speak, shocking Chung Myung to the brim with that odd grin of his. How high is he right now?
“Hi lovely.”
“...Hi?”
“Hey there, stunni-”
“Stop! How many more times are you planning on greeting me?!”
“Oh. A bit feisty, but I can work with that. Whatever you say, beautiful.”
“Is he fucking crazy?”
The flabbergasted Chung Myung turned his head to Soso, only to find her suppressing her laugh with her hand while filming them with the other.
“I’m crazy for you, you know. Look at those eyes. Let me take you on a date, beautiful.”
“Pfft.”
“The hell?”
Although Soso seemed to crack up at the idea that Bo was asking Chung Myung out while high, Chung Myung could only glare at Bo in suspicion.
“Stop laughing, Soso. You too, Iseol. Why are you smirking?”
“I can’t! You've got yourself an admirer, gorgeous. Hahaha.”
The deer look returned to Bo’s face as he looked at the two suspiciously. After all, no traces of his odd yet cocky grin remained.
“Bo, do you even know who I am?”
“You’re my future husband, no?”
With a sigh, Chung Myung walked toward Soso and Iseol in despair while the former kept grinning. Dissatisfied with the thought that suddenly popped up in his mind, Bo’s questioning tone of voice soon reached their ears.
“Are you two together? Married, even? How could my cousin bag you?!”
“What? Ew. “
“Disgusting. Never. “
Both despised even the slightest implication that they could be together. Still, it was funny for Soso, knowing that she was the one who introduced the two before. A grin found its way onto her lips with a mischievous tint.
“My girlfriend. Back off.”
Iseol just embraced Soso like a precious diamond and glared at Bo in the meantime. That was her girlfriend, damn it.
“I’m already very much taken! And he’s not even into women, so it’s your lucky day, Cousin!”
Bo’s higher-than-the-sky eyes lit up in excitement and glory as if he had just won an epic battle. He held Chung Myung’s hands and got them closer to his face to inspect each finger. There wasn’t even a moment to question his behaviour.
“No ring… No ring, either. Alright, I’ve decided!”
“On what, exactly?”
“On making you my boyfriend, duh!”
Unfit for a mature man of his age with such broad shoulders, fufu and hehe fell from Bo's lips. After staring at those green eyes that he treasured for a few more moments, Chung Myung bit the inside of his cheeks to stop himself from smiling. If the man didn’t remember much, a tiny joke wouldn’t hurt anyone, right?
“Who says I’d want you, though? Maybe I already have a crush on someone; who knows?”
The green-eyed man rose from his bed with an impact enough to make him grunt and make the trio present in the room worried, but his whole face lit up in great determination following that.
“Why wouldn’t you?! I’d treat you right! Take you on breathtaking dates! And I’m fucking great in bed, you know? You’d be aroused every day, gripping the sheets and-”
“Woah! Stop! My innocent ears, stop!”
Soso, traumatized and terrified, rushed over to place her hand on Bo’s mouth to shut him up as Iseol covered her ears quickly with a gasp. The man could only struggle so much in his state, so he stopped struggling and made tiny finger hearts for Chung Myung instead.
“Wh-Wha..!”
Those words left Chung Myung stuttering and stunned. What painted his whole face red was the fact that he in fact did all of those, especially the last bit. Knowing his promises weren’t in vain stirred up something inside him.
“So shameful! You’re already my boyfriend, idiot! Ugh, so sappy and lovey-dovey. I hate you.”
“What? I’m your boyfriend? Me ?”
“Why are you acting so shocked as if you haven’t been hitting on me this entire time?”
Instead of relieving himself of his suspicions, Bo started creating different scenarios in his head. Eyes squinted, he directed his gaze to the man he thought he had just met and found ethereal.
“Are you lying to get me off your back?”
“I’d just knock you unconscious for that.”
“For real?”
“For real.”
Once again, a naughty smirk covered Bo’s lips while his eyes had sparkles in them as if he had just come up with a master plan.
“Then, can I kiss you? Can I? Please, can I?”
Sighing, Chung Myung gave the couple a warning look and sat on the side of the bed in defeat. The duo perfectly understood that as ‘immediately leave or else you’ll forever hear smooching sounds in your nightmares’ and quite literally ran outside as fast as they could.
Being the anti-romantic that he was, Chung Myung held the anticipating Bo by his neck like an animal and kissed him to rid him of all his worries. That seemed to satisfy the man enough, yet he still kept asking him how they met and became a couple.
Well, Chung Myung had free time anyway. He guessed that explaining was better than hearing all those cringy yet impactful pick-up lines.
The only downside was them going viral on socials, but he completely ignored that and acted like it never happened.