Hate That I Love You II: Double Trouble
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“What gets us into trouble is not what we don’t know. It’s what we know for sure that just ain’t so.” – Mark Twain
Despite encountering storm after daunting storm that challenged their love, Young Min and Kwang Min appears to have finally succeeded in their quest to be together. Now twenty-three and each leading successful careers in their respective lives, they had not only been granted blessings from the Heavens itself, but friends and family have shown their support and stood by them through adversity. However, they would soon realise that wherever they were at, trouble would be lurking nearby.
The twins were fairly acquainted with trouble. After all, they had almost drowned on a school trip, gotten horribly wasted resulting in them sleeping together at a friend’s birthday party, and were even involved with a gang fight that led to the younger one being stabbed in the guts, all in the days of their youth. But this time round, they would not be dealing with just one problem but two. They have found themselves in double the trouble.
A/N: Hey y'all, hellobabyyoucalled here! I'm back with a new storyy! :)
This is going to be a sequel to my Jo Twins story, Hate That I Love You. Although the two stories will not be directly related to each other, I would be making occasional references from there so it would really help if you head over and read that first before starting on this one!
Frequency of updates would vary greatly, depending on my schedule and also, the most important factor, inspiration. I'd actually didn't want to plunge straight into this sequel right after I ended HTILY, but I thought, hey, since I already have a rough story idea going on, why not just get it out and get it up? So here I am and here it is.
To my lovely stickies whom have followed my updates loyally, I hope you enjoy this story as much as you did for the first one. And for those of you who are new, welcome! I hope you find my writing suitable for your palette :)
Credits to MusicChibi from The Party Scene Graphics Shop for the lovely, lovely, lovely poster! Don't you think it's just downright gorgeous? Even right now I can't stop looking at it and sighing and going #^_^# because the outcome completely blew my mind and exceeded my expectations. Y'all really need to go request from her.
But well. Now that I have my perfectly done poster... I can start updating >:D
Foreword
A balding man sat in his study, appearing to be deep in conversation with an elegant lady that was his wife. Already in his fifties, he was beginning to show more prominent signs that indicated his age – his once tight stomach has developed into a bulging beer gut, his hairline receding faster than the Artic’s glaciers, and even in the gradually cooling September weather, he found the room sweltering hot and unsightly pit stains began forming under the arms of his shirt.
He spun around on his armchair to face his wife of thirty years, who was delicately perched on an Italian hand-carved loveseat. “Honey, I refuse to let this madness continue any longer. The twins are turning into adults soon and it’s about time they get serious with their lives. I do not approve of them fooling around. They may be gay, and I’m okay with that. But there is no way in Hell I’m going to let them get married to each other.”
“What do you suggest we do then?” The woman questioned with a slight crease in her brow. Despite nearing her fifties as well, she still remained a lot more well-groomed than her other half. Barely a wrinkle could be found on her features no matter a smile or a frown that crossed her face. Her skin was still baby soft like her sons’, and her figure that was displayed in the form-fitting dress still as curvy as her younger days. She lifted her left leg off the ground and daintily crossed it over her right.
“Oh, don’t you worry. I already have a plan in mind. We’ll fight the twins with twins. Boys, come on out.” On cue the heavy mahogany door of the study swung open and a set of identical twins appeared by the doorframe. They were tall and lanky and stood over six feet tall. Stepping into the room, they shut the door behind them and bowed. “Dear, I’d like you to meet Jung DaeRyong and Jung SoRyong.”
“Good afternoon, Sir and Madame.” The one with bleached blonde hair and bubblegum pink and aqua blue streaks stepped forward first and bowed once more. His left canine tooth jutted upwards from the otherwise straight row of teeth, and when matched with the mischievous look in his eyes, emanated a wild, unrestrained feel about him. “I’m Jung Daeryong, twenty five this year, and the older twin.”
Older, the ageing lady thought, but a lot more unsettled. The other one gave the impression of a much milder and controlled person than his older twin. Everything about him screamed mature – from his quiet disposition to his silent, observant eyes and the short cropped hair that was dyed an earthy shade of maple brown. He too stepped forward and bowed. “I’m Jung Soryong, the younger twin.”
The woman turned her head to her husband with a questioning look, not quite understanding the situation. “Honey, I’m not really comprehending this. What are they here for?”
“You’re looking at your future sons-in-law, dear.” The middle-aged man answered as he leaned back on his armchair triumphantly. “By hook or by crook, I am getting our twins engaged to them.”
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