A box Full of Memories

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~chapter thirty six~

POV Haru

"Victory !"

Ilwoo bawled loudly through the room and if I had lived in an apartment building, the lodgers would probably have complained by now at the latest.

I congratulated him, even though it was already the twelfth round that we were playing and maybe, just maybe, I let the poor little one win on purpose.

"See Hyung, I told you I was going to win."

He rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt and showed me his nonexistent muscles.

My full eyebrows rose in an attempt not to break into a laugh and my mouth tightened into a line.

"You did great job babe. I didn't even see you sneaking up on me for ten minutes."

The younger crossed his arms and looked offended in the other direction.

"Oh come on. My sweet little boy didn't snap about that, did he?"

„You are an idiot Hyung." Ilwoo answered with lowered voice.

My muscular arms effortlessly pulled the blond towards me and onto my lap.

He struggled, but then gave up relatively quickly when I pulled him into a kiss.

"Hyung..."

My lips brushed his soft skin again.

"Don't think I'll forgive you so easily."

Arms still crossed and avoiding my lips, he had to try to keep his serious expression up himself.

But this didn't seem to work.

At the latest, when my breath lightly touched his ear, the corners of his full lips began to lift.

"Ha. I knew you were just playing it all. Just wait..."

I grabbed the smaller one who was already lying on me and trudged into the bedroom with him.

I could still feel him struggling, although I didn't take that seriously either.

I let him flop down on the made bed with a flourish and then crouched over him.

I could see his red cheeks and him turning his face away from me in shame.

"Look at me babe."

A quick sideways glance, but then the big doe eyes were on the wall again.

My hand gently stroked his face and my well shaped mouth brushed the spot where I kissed Ilwoo the first time.

The spot was still a little red, but it wasn't recognizable as a hickey.

"Does my little boy need punishment?"

I didn't know why those words left my lips, but since they only made Ilwoo more nervous, I felt they were the right ones.

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