[Completed] PEACEMINUSONE Clothing Co.

Chapter 32

How long has it been? That night, Jiyong hyung and I walk home from my company holding hands.

"I'm home!"

For the first time in a while, I open the entrance to Jiyong hyung's place with a sense of happiness.

He releases my hand with a gentle expression on his face, then he pats me on the head.

"What was that for?" I asked in confusion.

"That's my way way of answering your 'I'm home.'."

As I place my bag down at the entrance and attempt to remove my shoes...

Jiyong hyung embraces me tightly.

"H-hyung..."

"You... don't hate me, do you?"

"O-of course not!"

"Then don't act so friendly with other guys."

"Huh?

"...and don't avoid me. If you're gonna be late, then at least contact me. Don't make me worry so much."

"O-okay... Um... hyung, there's nothing between me and Youngbae hyung."

"I know. He's not the kind of guy that would do something like that. He's my childhood friend and he won't betray me like that. That bastard just likes to test my patience all the time. But, still, I don't like it."

"Hyung..."

I wrap my arms around him and clutch onto him tightly.

"I'm sorry, hyung. I'll be more careful in the future."

"You better be."

As I surrender myself completely to the warmth and comfort of Jiyong hyung's body...

"Whoops, I forgot something." he said out of the blue as he releases me. "I'll tell you in advance, I broke my promise to you."

"Huh?"

"I entered your room."

"What?!"

"I don't mind you being upset, but do it after you see it. Come."

Unable to grasp the situation, I follow him into my room. Just then, for the first time I realize.

As the owner of this place, of course Jiyong hyung hyung would have the master key to my room. But, other than the day that I had forgotten to lock the door and today, when he had apparently broken his promise to me... I realized the he had never entered my room.

I'm so nervous... I wonder what's inside...

I open the door to my room.

Huh? Nothing's changed.

"It's not you're room that's changed. Over here." saying this, Jiyong hyung enters deeper into my room. This room has a large walk-in closet. It is a beautiful closet with even it's own chandelier, but until now I've only kept a few of Jiyong hyung's clothes and my plain clothes that I used for work inside.

Now, I find myself standing in front of the closet door. There is an expression of mischief on his face. I recall that recently Jiyong hyung had spent a lot of time alone in his workshop using his sewing machine.

"Here, this is a treasure chest just for you... your very own Peaceminusone Clothing Co." Jiyong hyung says this in a gentle voice as he opens the closet door.

The closet that had been sparse the last time I had checked is filled with dress suits, shoes, caps and hats and ties.

"Hyung... all this..." I am so taken aback that my voice trembles.