That Beauty is a Man!

Chapter 4

The car came to a smooth stop in front of an elegant, luxurious restaurant. The sleek exterior glimmered with soft lighting, and the place screamed high-end. Hyeong quickly stepped out, moving around the car to open the door for Bom.

With a suave smile, he extended his hand like a gentleman, gesturing for Bom to take it. "After you, milady," he said, clearly enjoying the theatrical role he'd put himself in.

Bom's eyes narrowed in disgust. Seriously? This guy even wants to look good in front of strangers? His thoughts raced, filled with annoyance. Without a word, Bom glared at Hyeong's hand, refusing to take it, determined to stand on his own.

"I can get out on my own, thanks," Bom muttered stubbornly as he swung his legs out of the car. But the moment his heels hit the ground, he staggered. His balance wavered dangerously. Before he could even register what was happening, Hyeong had caught him with a smug smile, steadying him in an almost-too-perfect, movie-like rescue.

Bom cringed inwardly. Why does this day keep getting worse? Fate must have it out for him. Embarrassed, Bom puffed up in tsundere mode, pushing Hyeong away quickly. "I didn't ask for your help," he grumbled under his breath, trying to regain his composure and hide the clumsy moment.

As they walked toward the entrance, Bom could feel the eyes of passersby glued to him. Every step in those heels was torture, and the stares were worse. It was like everyone was watching, mesmerized by his beauty. Normally, Bom loved attention, but not like this. Definitely not in a revealing dress and fake eyelashes. He wanted to sink into the earth and disappear.

"I wanted to be popular, but not like this," he muttered under his breath, visibly uncomfortable as they made their way inside the restaurant.

Once they were seated, the employee came over to recommend dishes. Bom, trying to forget the awkwardness of the situation, excitedly rattled off an insane number of dishes that even two people couldn't possibly finish. Hyeong raised an eyebrow, holding back his laughter as Bom listed off more and more extravagant meals, clearly intent on taking full advantage of this free meal.

When it was Hyeong's turn, he ordered something simple and elegant, much to the contrast of Bom's extravagant choices. The employee nodded, clearly trying to remain professional despite Bom's over-the-top enthusiasm, and quickly left to place their order.

As soon as the waiter was out of earshot, Hyeong burst out laughing. "Did you even see the waiter's face when you said all those dishes? Your stomach is so much bigger than it looks in that outfit!" he teased, wiping a tear from his eye.

Bom, not missing a beat, crossed his arms and shot back, "This is the first time I can eat whatever I want on your dime, so of course I'm going to make the most of it. And don't forget," he added with a smirk, "you did say earlier this is part of my job benefits."

Hyeong chuckled, shaking his head. "Fair enough. You better enjoy it while it lasts, then."

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The cuisine finally arrived, and Bom's eyes lit up like fireworks at the sight of the extravagant dishes covering the table. There were plates of delicately arranged sushi, creamy pasta with truffle oil, juicy steaks cooked to perfection, crispy tempura, and a towering parfait layered with fruits, cream, and syrup. Every dish looked like a work of art, and Bom didn't waste a second before diving into the food.

He ate with pure enthusiasm, stuffing his mouth without a care for manners. With every bite, his focus was solely on savoring the flavors, not bothering to use the right utensils or take small bites. While Bom chomped away like a ravenous animal, Hyeong ate elegantly across from him, cutting his food delicately and savoring each bite with grace. He smiled at Bom's messy eating habits, finding it oddly amusing how little Bom cared about the scene he was making.