Exotic Love (Novel)

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"I know. It's because hyung is such a good person. It must be uncomfortable for you to see me screw someone around. Worried that I'll get caught, afraid that I'll get mad at myself, and felt sorry for those jerks who get trampled on by me."

  It was an emotion that didn't touch me that much as I just do what I want to do, but I knew what kind of person Kim Tae-woon was after a long time. Kim Tae-woon replied with a slightly crumbling face.

  "…If you want, you can kill anyone, not Yoon Hee-gyeom.”

  "I told you to trample him, not kill him."

  It's good to prove loyalty, but isn't it going in a weird direction? I glared at him and recited.

  "I don't want things to be fucked up, so if Manager Kim don't want to be fucked up, do your job right."

  He nodded silently.

  "Put Yoon Hee-gyeom data on my desk.”

  Kim Tae-woon let out a short sigh.  Why is this bastard disobeying my orders so rudely? A feeling of discomfort that was about to subside a little twitched inside. If I hadn't recalled that Kim Tae-woon was my brake, I might have slapped him this time.

  "…Jaehan ah, try not to get involved with Yoon Hee-gyeom."

Jaehan ah? Trying to act as an older brother by calling out my name was something that Kim Tae-woon rarely did. It was like a lethal move when he really wanted to stop me. Appealing to my emotion, it wasn't even funny.

  "Why? Did you make any mistakes?"

  “…….”

    “If Chief Kim did the job right, it wouldn’t be a problem.”

  Kim Tae-woon was speechless. Of course, he must have done it.  If something went wrong even though he had dealt with it, it was probably out of luck, not Kim Tae-woon's fault. I knew Kim Tae-woon's ability. But I can't be so generous with failure.

  Kim Tae-woon finally nodded and answered.

  "I understand. And."

  What else are you going to add? I was looking at Kim Tae-woon crookedly, and he grabbed my right hand. I looked at what he was doing and he firmly continued.

  "I'll treat your wounds."

  "……crazy guy."

  I had no choice but to swear. I forgot that I was hurt, too. When I beat Yoon Hee-gyeom yesterday, I even forgot about the wound on the back of my hand, but Kim Tae-woon paid attention to my wounds even in the midst of this. It was just so ridiculous. So all the swearing came out, and he took me to the table regardless. Then he searched the console, pulled out the first aid kit on the swollen and torn back of my hand.

He start to apply ointment on my wounds. He was brainwashed for me even though he was insulted when he was called names. Even if the ashtray had broken his forehead, he would have treated the back of my hand before going to the hospital. There's no such son of a bitch like him. But it was inevitable that my mind would be weakened by the consistent devotion. This bastard was my brake in many ways.

  "Take a good look at it before I mess it."

  Kim Tae-woon nodded silently at my growling words. He didn't know what that affirmation meant.

  My stomach was bubbling up while he applied medicine to the back of my hand and bandaged. If Kim Tae-woon wants it so badly, I'll put up with intentionally finding and screwing him. I made up my mind, but there was nothing I could do about the surge in irritation.

  You punk, do you even know what happened to me by Yoon Hee-gyeom? That question almost popped out to the tip of my tongue, but I held it in and pressed it down. I was a jerk who wouldn't feel better even if he was beaten to death. How dare you, you fucker, poke my back? And what else? Do you want more? Let's go to bed, shall we??? Anger rose again as I choked up. I've never had a bastard who made me so angry before.

  My usual anger and displeasure were mostly empty, ephemeral feelings accompanied by disappointment and emptiness.  However, the anger towards Yoon Hee-gyeom I felt was not like that.  It was so different from my usual anger that I even wondered if this was anger. It would be natural if Yoon Hee-gyeom changed the type of anger in me since he did something that no one could do to me.