34: Five Point One

                                    

                                          
MANH-I GIDARYEOSSJI I'M SO SORRY
AGAIN I'M SORRY
REALLY REALLY REALLY
SORRY
                          
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Potato handed her phone to me. So I get to talk to him? COOL~
"Namdongsaeng," N-namdongsaeng?! Does this mean I can call him...
"Hyu- hyung?" I watched Potato get something from her nightstand. Earphones. She put one bud on my ear and the other on hers, before finally plugging it in. She put a finger on her lips. Shh.
"I know my sister's very irresistable, really, I understand why you'd feel... like how you're feeling right now." How am I feeling right now?
"What I wanna say is, I guess it's normal nowadays, right? I mean, you love each other and..."
Something does not add up.
"Hyung, with all due respect, what are we talking about again?"
"I just want you to use protection."
"Protection?"
"Well, I don't mind having nieces and nephews but I'd like you two to get married first before having kids so tell me, what size are you? I can recommend great brands of condo-"
"Mwoya?! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?"
"Is that my sister?"
Nieces? Nephews? Married? Kids? Why would he even... oh, crap.
I quickly pulled the earbud away from me and pulled the door open, getting a heart attack when Cheol-hyung, Jihoon-hyung and Noona tumbled across the doorway.
"Who... which one among you three? Please tell me," I calmly said. I watched them sit on the floor, blocking the doorway.
"But... you're fully dressed." I turned and saw Potato talking to someone on her laptop. Video call.
"Yes, Brodear. I am. NOW WHAT WERE YOU THINKING WE WERE DOING? HOW DID YOU EVEN-"
"But Seungcheol-"
"SEUNGCHEOL-OPPA! Why... why would you even give my brother that idea that Hansol and I... WHY?"
"Because Hansol hanged a tie on the knob?"
Potato immediately moved away from her laptop and I was suddenly staring straight on the screen.
Wow. He really does look like a CEO. Well, he is a CEO.
"Oh? Hi, Namdongsaeng. It's good to finally meet you. ^ㅅ^ Come close the screen, will you? ^ㅅ^" I did as he asked. "Hyung."
"MWOYA?"
                          
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You were browsing the web for some answers and when you found what you needed, you quickly flicked a finger on Hansol's right ear.
"AW! YAH! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?" He asked you, his ear and face altogether red.
"WHY THE HELL OF ALL THINGS DID YOU PUT A TIE ON THE KNOB?!"
He looked oblivious. "What's wrong with people putting ties on knobs? Isn't that what they do when they don't wanna be disturbed?"
True. But- you read to him the result of your research.
"Usually a sock on the door, a necktie could also be used to subtly tell your dormmate to not disturb you when you have someone over."
Hansol just looked at you blankly. "Okay? What's wrong with that?"
You grunted in exasperation. "I swear to God Taeyong-oppa knows more than you do," you just said.
Suddenly you heard a small "Oh!" from Seungcheol. "I found the link you opened, aegi. Hansol-ah, it means sex."
WHAT THE FUCK- "OPPA!"
"What? It is what it is. Ani?"
"Wait. What?" You watched as Hansol ever so slowly turned his face towards you and immediately turned a deep shade of scarlet you've never seen him with before.
Heol. Hansol knows how to freaking blush. DAEBAK. YOU'RE NOT ALONE!!!
All those tomato-red times, he can blush, too! Nice. AJU NICE!!!
"YAH!" You called him out. "What are you being so red for?!" 
You watched again as he tried speaking, choked, swallowed, cleared his throat, and then tried to speak again. He failed. He breathed. Amazing.
He tried again.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. Really. Obviously."
Obviously. "So, what size are you?"
"What?"
"What-"
WHAT-
DID YOU REALLY JUST-
DID YOU JUST ASK HIM-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- Your pervert mind knows no bounds, stupid potato!!! HOW COULD YOU ASK HIM SO THOUGHTLESSLY- YOU-
You heard Hansol clear his throat and failed, ending up in a fit of coughs. 
"Five... five *coughs* point one."
Okay. Did he just-
DID HE JUST ANSWERED YOUR QUES-
"Yeobo, we're outta here." You heard Seungcheol say, and saw him quickly dragging a wide-eyed Aerin out your room. Jihoon scurried along behind them. You also noticed the video call going offline.
Now. Now the two of you are alone and guess what you two are talking about - his size. 
And guess what again - that's - he's big. Like, the standard length for Koreans is -
"Yah. What are you thinking about? You're such a pervert, aish, Potato."
But he's half-American! Could it have affected that? 
"YAH!"
"YES, SIR! WAIT, WHAT? WHAT ARE SCREAMING FOR?!"
At least, you'll go home knowing his size. HOHO YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING PERVERT-
Aish, really. Enough with these thoughts.
"I know it's small. Don't think so much on it."
"What?"
"What?"
"Are you kidding me? The standard size for Korean di-"
Hansol quickly muffled your mouth with his hand, stopping you from talking some more. "Don't say the word! Jinjja! For a lady, you really have no tact!"
"Why? What-"
"Because it'll-"
"-word, dick?"
"-...wake up. Fuck."
You watched his eyes go into wide panic then suddenly closing in exasperation. What did just happen?
"Are- are you okay?" You asked him.
He looked at you painfully, you still being clueless of why he's acting like that. 
"No, I'm not okay."
"What? Why?!"
Hansol quickly put a warning finger in front of your face. "Please- please don't move. Stay there. Yes, okay. Like that. And don't- DON'T- look down, okay? Please- Potato- NO-"
Like any other normal human - or potato in your case - of course, you looked down. Oh. You did not regret it.
You could not resist the urge. You smiled wickedly at him and started singing.
"I'm so hot- nan neomu yeppeoyeo-" 
The... you-know-what has woken up.
Yes. Yehet. Yes. That... you-know-what.
OKAY FINE! DICK! That's it.
It's... he wasn't lying.
Five point one.