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He lands his first (ever) punch on that cocky face that has been showing nothing but proudness and gladness for the stupidity he has sprouted around six hours ago.

‘The hell! Why did you-’

Sunggyu scoffs while hiding his right hand behind him. ‘Does that hurt? Good then. Serves you right for all the things you’ve done to me. Especially this very-VERY recent one.’

Woohyun smirks, or tries to, but Sunggyu’s punch is quite something. He never knows Sunggyu can punch. But then again, the elder man is currently turning around and breathing on his right fist while shaking it a little. Woohyun smirks (and stops again) because that’s so funny. ‘You can’t even throw a punch like a real man. I think that just add up to my claim, isn’t it?’

Gritting his teeth, Sunggyu prepares for another punch but quickly retrieves his hand because it really hurts. How did those guys at the bar do it so effortlessly? Looking away from his hand, he prepares to yell back when he sees Woohyun hiding behind his arms. Sunggyu blinks as Woohyun slowly pulls his arms away.

Sunggyu keeps on blinking and Woohyun clears his throat and begins stretching.

‘A-Anyway. What done is done.’ Woohyun says soon after and that makes Sunggyu’s eyes blaze with anger again. Woohyun steps back a little. ‘Okay, hyung look. I’m sorry, OK? But your parents were telling my parents to marry me off quickly because I am apparently a playboy and I’m impregnating all the girl that I say hi to.’

‘You are a playboy,’ Sunggyu deadpans. ‘And I heard you did impregnated that girl from-’

‘That is rumor!’ Woohyun yells and flaps his hands. ‘I didn’t do anything but help her put her grocery in her car. And this is Nam Woohyun, why would I carelessly make someone pregnant?’

He scoffs and let himself falls on the couch. ‘Whatever it is, you have no right to say that to my parents.’

Scratching the back of his neck, Woohyun slowly comes to the couch and sits beside Sunggyu as the elder covers his face in his palms. He does, after all, feel bad for what had happened.

‘Now they want me to get married. In a month.’

Woohyun cringes. Marriage is a bind and he swore in front of his grandmother’s grave that he will not get married (of course his mother beat him up for that. Woohyun would have had contested her about how happy he was being free and single but his father glared and he just accepted the beating like a good boy).

‘Well,’ Woohyun says while looking away. ‘At least you’ll have someone you can up every time.’

Sunggyu kicks the man on his shin and watches as Woohyun rolls on the couch and down to the floor. ‘Is that all you can think?’

‘Yes!’ He yells angrily. ‘Yes-yes-yes- STOP, stop kicking. I’m sorry- I’m sorry.’

Sunggyu huffs and stands again(after throwing a pillow on Woohyun’s retarded face). He walks to the sliding door then comes back to the couch. And for the next few minutes, he just does that while biting his lip. ‘I can’t get married. And …it’s too ridiculous, I just…’

It does make Woohyun feel guiltier. Sighing, he looks up and says, ‘Look hyung, come on. I know you want to get married, you are not me. Why don’t you meet her first, have some chat over tea or something? Just go on a couple of dates and get to know her.’

He stops prancing around and turns to stare, in which Woohyun flinches and goes behind the couch. ‘There is no “her”.’

That makes Woohyun stands from his hiding. ‘Huh?’

‘You, oh dearest friend, told my parents that I’m gay, did you forget?’

Woohyun gulps. ‘Err, that is…’

Sunggyu put a hand in front of him and Woohyun quickly covers his mouth with his palms.

With another sigh to the ceiling, Sunggyu closes his eyes and his hands clutch each side of his waist before he looks back at Woohyun. ‘You have to take responsibility.’

Evidently, Woohyun is surprised to the result of their discussion(?). ‘What?’

‘You have to marry me.’

‘WHAT?’

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