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Chapter 7: Hungry But Full

            "Timo..." Samson addressed.

Yaran gave him a nudge on the side. "Samson is talking to you."

"Huh?" Timo blinked back to reality. "What?"

"Yeah, exactly what is wrong with you today?" Samson questioned.

"N-Nothing is wrong with me," Timo sputtered. "Ah...haha..."

"No?" Samson didn't buy it. "Your laugh is just like Bayne ge."

"S-Stop joking around," Timo sputtered. "Joe is here. He could hear everything."

At the mention of his name, Joe straightened up to pay attention and smiled.

"Um...ge and I are brothers after all. Of course we're alike."

"Hmm..." Samson narrowed his eyes in disbelief. "Does that mean that you like Yaran ge, too?"

"W-What?" Timo gasped as the inner Bayne panicked.

"He kissed you earlier," Samson reminded.

"Accident," Yaran repeated once more. "It was an accident."

"Yes," Samson beamed, "I know. You would never kiss Timo, if you had a choice."

"Never!" Timo roared.

"Yaran ge would rather kiss Bayne ge."

"Always!" Bayne was a little too ecstatic with his answer.

"I..." Yaran felt his face warming up, "don't think we have enough food."

"Someone is changing the subject," Samson taunted.

"Let them eat, babe," Jake got up from his seat. "I'll go check on the rest of the dumplings in the pot."

"But it's so fun to tease Yaran ge. He has thin skin."

"Yes, he does," Jake agreed. "His face is flushed crimson like a monkey's butt."

"Is it necessary to compare my face with that of a monkey's rear?" Yaran voiced.

"Yaran ge's rear is nothing like a monkey's," Timo announced.

"You sound like you saw Yaran ge naked before," Samson joked.

"I did."

Samson's jaw dropped at Timo's nonchalant response. "Why were you looking at Yaran ge's...you know where?"

"It was a nice view." His internal Bayne supplied without much thought.

"I feel sorry for your boyfriend, Timo." Jake shook his head in disgust.

"Who?" Remembering that Joe was seated next to him, Timo laughed nervously. "I was just joking. Haha! You all fell for it. Of course I don't like Yaran ge ge. I mean, Yaran ge. He is not my type. I like..." Timo reached over and grabbed Joe's hand, "this type."

Joe pretty much didn't hear what Timo was saying, because his eyes were focused on their interlocked hands. Bayne felt a bit guilty when he realized that Joe was smiling happily, so he immediately made Timo release the lad's hand. "I need some ice water," he said and shot up to his feet. Hurrying over to the refrigerator, he stepped foot onto the same piece of squashed dumpling that was strangely still on the floor. That sent Timo's body flying once again. Bouncing off the door of the fridge, he crashed onto the tiles chest down with a loud thump.