Chapter 70

“You can’t still be mad at me.” Seunghyun pouted as he wrapped his arms around Jiyongs smaller frame.

Jiyong pushed the arms off of him as he continued to walk down the empty streets of Seoul. He placed his hands in front of his mouth in attempt to keep them warm. He didn’t like Seunghyun being so affectionate in public, especially when he was mad at the elder.

“Ji, how was I supposed to know your sisters boyfriend would be like that?”

There was no apology in his voice, it's why Jiyong was still upset. Had the man been sincere then everything between them would be fine. Seunghyun was to amused for his liking.

“Are you really going to ignore me the whole way home?”

He had planned on it. There was no reason for him to hold a conversation with Seunghyun. His lover was officially an in his eyes. He wished the man had developed some type of filter around people of his family but the filter was lost as soon as it was found. Seunghyuns habit of speaking without thinking had been what put him in the dog house.

“Ji, can you stop ignoring me?”

No way was that happening. Not only was Jiyong upset about the situation, he was highly embarrassed. When he agreed to have dinner with his sister and her boyfriend in order to meet him for the first time, he had thought nothing of it when she wanted Seunghyun to tag along. Normally, Seunghyun knew how to behave in front of people outside of their circle. They were celebrities after all.

What he didn’t count on was his sister's boyfriend to be a closet gay who was so attracted to Seunghyun that he used his sister to get an introduction. Had Seunghyun not opened his mouth to give the other hope in his conquest for the man then things wouldn’t have gone south. Dami wouldn’t have left with a broken heart, though she assured him that she was fine, and the ex wouldn’t have left with a broken nose and bruised eye, courtesy of Seunghyun.

The rapper was normally a gentle man but he had a protective streak like no other.

“I have no regrets from loving you, so only take the good memories”

Jiyong bit his lip to hold back a smile. He knew what Seunghyun was doing. He felt his frustration of the night slowly melt away at every word spoken. Honestly, he was more mad about the situation then anything.

“The words, “I’m sorry”, is too difficult for us that we take it to the end because I’m ill-tempered”

Seunghyun leaned against his back, arms wrapping around him once again. Jiyong couldn’t find it in him to push the man away anymore.

“I believe you, believe in me.”

It was all he could take. Laughter erupted from his chest as he stopped walking. Seunghun pulled him closer as his small chuckles joined him. “You’re an idiot Choi.”

Jiyongs laughter died down as Seungyun rubbed his head into the crook of his neck. “But I’m your idiot.”

He smiled at that. Seunghyun was right, the idiot wrapped around him was his to call his own. “Come on, let’s get you home.”

“But I don’t want to move, you’re warm.”

Jiyong shivered as the hot breath met his neck. It tickled more that it should have. “Fine then, come with me to check on Dami. I don’t think she was really alright.”

Seunghyun pulled away, much to Jiyongs confusion, and grabbed hold of his hand, dragging him back to the position they once came from.

“Thank God, I thought I was the only one worried about her.”

A small smile found it’s way on Jiyong's lips, one he would hide should Seunghyun turn to face him. The protective nature of Seunghyun was endearing.

So, I'm sick... like, really sick... anyone have any home remedies? I feel miserable, bleh.

Thanks for the review... I hope you like this one... I'm going to go nurse my cold...

Later