- 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 2-2

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"How did it go?" Wooyoung asked while he was cleaning the shit off his bed.

"Wow this...people DO hate you huh?" Hwan said.

The smell was everywhere that Hwan couldn't even use his own bed which was next to wooyoung's.

"Dude what do these men eat? It smell like shit!" Hwan grumbled.

"Well maybe because it IS shit".

"That's the price you pay for being wooyoung's friend, fine by me."

"Shut up and just tell what did Major told you!"

"Well since the upper cards really care about you, and you didn't kill him directly you can getaway with it, again, but there's just one thing.."

Wooyoung looked at Hwan with questionable look.

Hwan scratched his neck.
"Maybe just maybe you're little fucked this time you know?"

"What? Was he blue-blooded?"

"Not exactly..."

"Then spit it out you fuck!" Wooyoung shouted.

Hwan got close to wooyoung.
"Do you know Major choi?" He whispered.

Wooyoung thought. He didn't knew any "Choi" in his life.

"No who is he? Or she?"

"He's Major of unit-1."

"Good for him so what does he have to do with me?"

"The guy you fucked at battlefield was in his unit."

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