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Chapter 33 - Worked

Just as Yeonjun had told him too, within the next ten minutes Soobin was ready, wearing a loose white t-shirt and a pair of cargo pants. He wanted to laugh over how Yeo-sun was advising Yeonjun to wear something more less suitable for the humidity outside than the hoodie but the redhead only denied his father pulling out some lame excuse of getting tanned.

"Ji-sul-ah," Minhi caressed the blonde's hair, "come with us, hmm?" 

"No," Ji-sul softly pushed back Minhi's hand away from his hair, "I really can't stand the smell of the fresh waters or any kind of fishes and stuff at all." He made a face and Minhi along with Yeo-sun laughed over his antics. "I'll probably be in the room for the whole time until all the fishes you catch are gone from the house along with its disgusting stench."

"Drama queen." Yeo-sun snorted before he placed his arm over Yeonjun's shoulder. "My lad right here loves fishes, are you gonna make him quit eating his favourite, hmm?" He wiggled his eyebrows in a teasing manner.

Yeonjun only faked a laugh, eyes finding Soobin who was also in the midst of fake laughing. The younger winked at him secretly and all he could do was roll his eyes.

"He could eat all the fishes he wants but outside our future home." Ji-sul chuckled looking at Yeonjun but frowning when the redhead rather had his eyes on Soobin. "Yeah, Yeonjun?"

"Huh?" Yeonjun looked at Ji-sul before he just decided to nod with whatever must be going on. "Yeah, sure."

"Cool." Ji-sul smiled. "Now, now! Get going everyone and come soon!" 

"Sure." Minhi ruffled Ji-sul's hair before picking up the bucket to collect the fishes. "Take care of yourself and the house."

"Yes, ma'am." Ji-sul teased the lady laughing when he received the swat over his back. "Baby, have fun." He blew a kiss towards Yeonjun.

"Sure, love." Yeonjun caught the kiss and pressed it to his chest only to dust off the imaginary kiss the moment he turned around and walked out of the house with his parents.

Soobin was the last one to leave, slinging the duffle bag over his shoulder, also collecting the fishing rods. "Do you think I've forgotten something, hyung?" He asked as he looked around.

"No." Ji-sul snorted. "But you lost Yeonjun to me." He laughed and walked forward to clap his palm over Soobin's shoulder. "You have always been a fucking loser, nerd."

"Not quite literally." Soobin smirked. "No matter how much you try; I'm the one who you fucked your love first, whenever Yeonjun hyung thinks about his first time, it'll be me in his memories and the mind blowing hours we've spent and let me tell you…" he brushed off Ji-sul's hand over his shoulder, "I haven't fucked him just once, he's so pliant that he begged for me to touch him."

It was satisfying seeing Ji-sul's eyes get red rimmed with anger, all he could do was laugh. "Oh, I'm sure you'll never be able to witness it." He made a disappointing sound. "But just to say, a fucked up Choi Yeonjun is a sight to see." He kissed his teeth. "So, fucking pretty I tell you."

"Get out before I fuck you up." Ji-sul pushed Soobin's chest.

"Sorry," Soobin shrugged, "but I'm not into being a bottom." He winked before he walked out.

"Fucking asshole." Ji-sul grumbled as he went back to sit on the couch searching for the remote and turning on a random movie. "I'm gonna deal with him the moment we're back in Seoul."

For an hour or so he lazed around the couch before he heard knocks on the door, he frowned looking around trying to see if Soobin actually had forgotten something and they had to turn back to retrieve it.