Knowing Brother-Chapter 68

The thigh he was holding was firm. He could feel the body twitching inside his collar.

“No. If you do it with me once, you have to do it with me until you die, but your dick is wrong. Get out.”

He whispered in her ear and immediately pulled away, grabbing the doorknob. The reason he delayed pulling the doorknob was not because of Won Dae-young’s hand that suddenly covered the back of his hand. It was enough to ignore him and open the door. What made Seol-woo stop at that moment was Won Dae-young’s unprecedented gaze.

His eyes moved urgently, losing their composure. The moment his two hot, shaking black eyes filled his vision, it felt like his heart was being pounded.

“.......”

The bastard trembled his lips thinly. As if his ability to think was blocked, he was speechless. As the three or four seconds passed in a state uncharacteristic of Won Dae-young, the unspoken heat increased exponentially. The silence gradually became hotter.

The embarrassment of discovering himself as someone he had never expected. The surprise of not being able to accept his own embarrassment standing on the exact opposite axis of his own. Confusion quickly passed through his eyes.

Choi Seol-woo saw Won Dae-young’s expression of being overwhelmed by someone for the first time.

I don’t know if it would be right to call it overwhelmed or what to express it in romantic terms... ... .

“.......”

The body temperature wrapped around the back of his hand felt particularly hot. Choi Seol-woo unconsciously cast his gaze to Won Dae-young’s ears, sensing that his ears were burning. Above his open shirt collar, from his neck to his earlobes, the heat was rising.

Physical reactions never lie. Seol-woo’s pupils dilated. However, the inside of the car was so dark that he couldn’t be sure if what he had just seen was accurate. As he tried to scan the darkness again, a terrifying light came into his field of vision.

A bright white light reflected across the rearview mirror. A black car with its high beams on was entering the alley.

“What the...!”

He was angry at the rudeness of turning on the high beams at night, but he was also worried about the malfunction, so he tightly closed his eyes and turned his head. The android had to be careful of the sudden light stimulation. Won Dae-young covered Choi Seol-woo’s eyes while faintly cursing. It was an action that had become a habit.

A car with its high beams turned off slowly approached him. When the car that he thought would pass by stopped right next to the driver’s seat, Choi Seol-woo lifted his head slightly.

As soon as the other person rolled down the window, he realized, “Oh, it’s a familiar car...”

Won Dae-young had already rolled down the window and was preparing to say something, so he saw Director Yoon’s face before Seol-woo. Yoon Ji-hwan pointed to the shopping bag on the seat next to him.

“I wanted to see you for a moment today. I wanted to give you a gift to relieve your fatigue. I was waiting near the station so that I could go right away when I got a call that I had arrived.”

“.......”

“But you asked me to get off and move to the front seat. As time passed, I got worried, so I apologize. It was a surprise for my lover... but I surprised someone who wasn’t even on purpose.”

A faint smile appeared on Yoon Ji-hwan’s face.

“Mr. Seol-woo, is something wrong? Are you okay?”

Seol-woo, who was nodding toward Yoon Ji-hwan, spotted Won Dae-young in the rearview mirror. Oh my. Won Dae-young was laughing so hard that his dimples popped. He looked even more innocent because he was wearing a shirt instead of his usual training suit. His smile was filled with the instinctive competitive spirit that arose in the face of battle. Won Dae-young’s eyes sparkled fiercely.

“You were a stalker.”

I don’t know if Director Yoon heard the words Won Dae-young blurted out with a sigh. It was because Won Dae-young had blocked Choi Seol-woo from getting ready to get off.

He stopped what he was about to say and fixed his eyes on Choi Seol-woo again. Won Dae-young’s expression instantly became bleak.

“What’s wrong with your face? Why are you looking at that kid’s face?”

“It’s because of you. You piece of shit.”

“Why are you looking at someone’s face? What crime did you commit against that person?”

This seemed like a situation where Choi Seol-woo would look at it. Contrary to Seol-woo’s judgment, Won Dae-young’s face was serious, as if he had witnessed a crime scene.

His jaw clenched tightly, just like when he had faced Choi Seol-woo’s bruised face before. Won Dae-young turned his head to the driver’s seat of the car next to him, making a sharp cracking sound.

“Don’t act like you’re worrying for nothing. You followed me because you were imagining what we might do in the car.”

You just did ‘something’ and now you’re acting so calm...! Choi Seol-woo couldn’t show it on the outside, but he was shocked. It was a perfect match for the enemy!

“I said let’s talk for a moment. I’ll finish what we were talking about and then go, so go to where you were waiting and wait.”

The sound of the car’s engine echoed through the tense air. The calm voices and the war of nerves made me suffocate. The air froze for a moment. Even Choi Seol-woo couldn’t stand to watch anymore because his nerves were getting sharper.

Choi Seol-woo was conflicted between a lover who had to fulfill his duty and a long-time friend. The choice wasn’t easy, but there was one absolute reason why he had no choice but to push Won Dae-young away.

If he didn’t choose Yoon Sang-moo here, it would be the same as Won Dae-young falling for him.

When he thought about that, he acted like a robot that had been given a command.

“Hyung, get in. I’ll go too.”

Choi Seol-woo let out a faint voice and opened the passenger door. Without hesitation, he turned around and got in the seat next to Yoon Sang-moo.

He didn’t look at Won Dae-young’s expression. He couldn’t have been hurt by this, well, his pride must have been hurt. He’s a kid who can’t stand it unless he wins.

As much as his pride was hurt, Choi Seol-woo’s heart also ached.

You’ll never know. The reason I’m pushing you away like this is because I absolutely can’t win your heart. Your brief temptation may be nothing more than an unrestrained delusion and self-centeredness, but my heart is too big and big to be hurt and betrayed by that.

“Get out of here and go to the main road. I’ll tell you where my house is.”

Yoon Sang-moo started the car without any questions. Until the car finally stopped in the alley of Seol-woo’s villa, Won Dae-young’s car was not visible in the rearview mirror.

* * *

Eom Hyung-jin spotted Eom Joo-bin from afar and came over to greet him happily. Today was the day when the national athletics federation officials, dedicated trainers, coaches, and medical staff gathered to measure the physical strength and condition of the national team and discuss future training plans. It was a schedule that required participation once every two weeks, ahead of the World Championships and the Olympics.

As Um Joo-bin hurriedly entered the locker room, Um Hyung-jin, who was present as a federation official, chattered loudly.

“Hey, what’s that? Choi Seol-woo isn’t like that! He had a girlfriend and everything, but where did the rumor that he was gay come from?”

“Who was the one who claimed that that ridiculous rumor was true?”

“Hey, did I say that? It was my acquaintance.”

“Because you listened to your acquaintance’s words without a filter and talked nonsense, you became a retard with a mouth.”

“What the heck. Ju-bin’s attack power is increasing day by day...?”

Um Hyung-jin, who joked with Um Joo-bin by pretending to kick him, laughed awkwardly.

“So. If that rumor were true, would you have filmed it with a bromance concept?”

The rumors about Won Dae-young’s routine and his younger brother Choi Seol-woo have now died down without a trace. Rumors are light and easy to blow up.

Now, the attention of those around him has completely shifted to content revenue. The pyramids that were trying to find fault with Won Dae-young have also changed direction.

“But instead, there is another rumor. The reason Won Dae-young filmed that X-tube....”

“.......”

“It’s for money. In fact, he’s just making money now because his injury hasn’t fully recovered.”

Eom Joo-bin shook his head. Should I say thank you to Eom Hyung-jin for relaying the efforts of those who were desperate to somehow pull the crown prince down from his position?

“Don’t you know how to learn a lesson, hyung?”

“No, that’s right. The public opinion of the federation isn’t very cooperative, so why bother filming 5 episodes of X-tube?”

It’s true that the Athletics Federation doesn’t like that content. If he wasn’t in the same position as Won Dae-young, he might have pressured them not to film. The federation wants the players to focus on the competition and set records. No matter how easy the entertainment content was, they couldn’t have been happy that Won Dae-young came forward and pushed for filming.

However, Won Dae-young pushed ahead with the filming, and the dissatisfaction of the officials grew. When he won the gold medal at the last Asian Games, Won Dae-young set a new Asian record and a personal best. If he didn’t break that record, there would have been public criticism that he was “blinded by fame and money and forgot his role as an athlete while filming advertisements and entertainment shows.”

Why did Won Dae-young bother to film the entertainment show with Choi Seol-woo? With such a heavy burden.

There’s no way his injury wouldn’t have recovered properly...

As the person who personally told Won Dae-young about the ridiculous rumors about Choi Seol-woo, Eom Joo-bin had a thought. Could it be that he was trying to cover up those rumors?

So you created content with your own money, even at the risk of being criticized?

Then, is Seol Woon-do really Won Dae-young's Emmental Cheese?

Eom Joo-bin opened the book, recalling Won Dae-young's medal routine that she often saw at the stadium and the sparkling face of a man named Choi Seol-woo. When Eom Joo-bin took the book out of his backpack, Eom Hyeong-jin fell down on the sofa in the locker room, saying, "Oh my."

In <What I Want to Talk About When I Talk About Running>, Haruki Murakami said this. "I was the type who didn't have talent, so I had to # Nоvеlight # hone my concentration and endurance in order to write a book."

As I was going into the measuring room with the book, I heard a loud noise from the opposite wall. Knock. It was the sound of something hard hitting something. When I checked, I found out that Won Dae-young had hit his head on his way out.

"Ah."

Eom Joo-bin scratched the bridge of his nose as he watched Won Dae-young hit his forehead on an unexpected spot.