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The weather had gotten noticeably chilly. Even during the day, more people were looking for thick coats.
However, for furry animals, this level of cold was nothing.
“Look at that cat. It’s really pretty.”
“It doesn’t look like a stray.”
People walking by stopped to admire the white cat lying on the grass. Its appearance was striking enough to make anyone pause.
“It must be someone’s pet. It’s wearing a collar.”
Elegant stretches from the cat triggered dolphin-like sounds from the spectators. They made a commotion wondering who could possibly own such a cat.
The group of newly hired guides at the center didn’t recognize the cat. They had no idea it was already a famous figure within the center.
The white body, which had been kneading the grass with its adorable paws, suddenly turned its back on them. It was because they rudely pointed cameras at it.
“Don’t take pictures.”
The group of guides, distracted by the cat, jumped in surprise and looked up.
“H-Ha Seojun esper?”
Their mouths gaped open, startled by Seojun’s sudden appearance. Someone even accidentally pressed the camera shutter.
“I’m sorry! I’ll delete it right away!”
They hurriedly put their phones away, not even having time to admire Seojun in person, whom they’d only seen on TV. But before they could, Seojun gestured to them.
“Show me that you’ve deleted it.”
Seojun checked all their photo galleries before letting them go, with a stern face that didn’t even pretend to smile.
The guide group left almost like they were fleeing, whispering among themselves. Though they were taken aback by Seojun’s cold attitude, they were more surprised by his tall stature and face. Rather than his actual personality, which differed from their expectations, admiration for his appearance dominated their comments.
After confirming the group had gone, Seojun returned to his spot. He had been sitting on a bench with a good view of the lawn. Today, Seojun was Siwoo’s walking companion.
Nyaa—.
“Are you done playing?”
Siwoo yawned contentedly. After rolling around on the grass for a long time, he seemed too lazy to walk and just lay there looking at Seojun. It meant he wanted to be picked up.
Seojun, with a gentle smile, immediately held him. It was a sincere smile, not a fake one.
Seojun no longer pretended in any way.
He clearly said no when he didn’t like something and didn’t force himself to accommodate others. Siwoo had told him to do so. To only consider Siwoo’s feelings from now on.
After a month like this, people who used to approach Seojun carelessly disappeared. No one bothered him anymore. Having revealed his prickly side, Seojun exuded an unapproachable aura almost like his leader.
Thanks to this, Seojun’s stress had completely reduced. His expressionless face while working would brighten like a blooming flower when he was with Siwoo.
“Want me to tie this for you?”
Siwoo bit and pulled at the shirt Seojun had tucked under his arm. With practiced hands, Seojun folded the oversized shirt neatly and tied it around Siwoo like a cape.
“Isn’t it tight around your neck? Are you okay?”
Siwoo nodded and leaned heavily against Seojun’s arm. A small rumble went through his body after all the playing. If Geonho had heard it, he would have made a fuss.
“Let’s go eat right away.”
The long tail wrapped around Seojun’s firm arm. Somehow, the youngest’s forearm seemed to have grown thicker.
It wasn’t just his forearm. Seojun was still growing taller.
Stop growing already. You brat.
Siwoo glared at Seojun and bit his arm for no reason. No matter how much exercise he did, his muscles wouldn’t develop and his weight remained the same. He was extremely envious of the youngest who gained just by sleeping well.
How can someone grow 3cm in a month?
Now, when Seojun stood next to Jihan, who was the shortest in the guild, the difference was visibly noticeable. That’s why Jihan subtly tried to avoid walking with the youngest.
When Siwoo asked about his secret, Seojun simply said it was probably because he ate and slept well. As he said, he lived a very regular life. Not just Seojun, but everyone in the Baekya Guild did the same.
This was all Siwoo’s influence.
Though he seemed free-spirited, Siwoo subtly preferred doing the same things at set times. Occasionally he would do something unplanned, but generally he preferred a regular daily routine.
“Geonho hyung said he’ll be late today.”
Siwoo, who had been playing by himself biting Seojun’s arm, suddenly made a sullen face.
Meow.
‘I know. I heard.’
Hmph, he snorted and mentally criticized Geonho. He wasn’t happy with how busy Geonho had become lately.
Geonho had voluntarily taken over the sector that the Seowol Guild had been responsible for. He was handling all the work that had been left floating because of the collapsed Seowol Guild. Of course, Jihan and Seojun helped too, but Geonho mostly did it by himself. Though he never said it directly, everyone knew it was to lighten Taebeom’s burden.
Everyone was amazed at how Geonho had changed. Geonho, who used to only do what the leader told him, was now giving orders to other guilds and even showing interest in managing lower guilds.
It was a surprising change. How could a person change so much in just a month?
Well, if someone can grow 3cm in a month, what’s so strange about this? Siwoo sighed and hugged Seojun’s arm that was patting his bottom.
Meow.
‘Don’t get lost in work, play with me.’
Siwoo wished Geonho would reduce his workload a bit. There was no need to resemble his brother in being busy too.
Naturally thinking of Taebeom, Siwoo’s eyes grew sharper. The changed Kang Geonho was not to his liking, but what displeased him even more was Kang Taebeom.
Taebeom, after regaining consciousness, returned to work within two days. No matter how much the secretary tried to stop him or Siwoo threatened him, it didn’t work. He focused entirely on handling the backlog of work. He hadn’t changed at all from before. If anything, he’d become busier.
Nyak.
‘Work-obsessed jerk.’
Thinking of Taebeom made him angrier. Seojun, seeing Siwoo huffing, thought he was irritable because he was hungry and quickened his pace.
“We’re almost there. I’ll feed you right away.”
As soon as he quickly opened the dormitory door, Siwoo leaped out of Seojun’s arms as if he had been waiting.
His body, which gracefully did a front flip in mid-air, instantly changed into a human. Siwoo landed lightly on the floor and put on the shirt that had been tied around his neck.
“I’m hungry.”
He buttoned the shirt and dashed to the kitchen. Seojun followed, saying he would prepare something quickly.
Even after being discharged, Siwoo spent more than half the day as a cat. Not because he was sick, but to conserve energy.
To provide a lot of guiding, he needed to create an environment where his body was less fatigued. As he had to guide multiple people, not just one, he paid attention to managing his physical condition.
Except during meal times and when giving guiding, he was almost always in his true form. Thanks to this, Siwoo was able to guide his espers without strain. With one exception.
“I want cereal instead of rice. I want something sweet.”
“No. You should eat rice.”
“You’re the one who needs to eat a lot.”
Siwoo couldn’t wait and hastily poured cereal and milk into a bowl. Even though he had eaten breakfast, he felt hungry. Maybe he was finally going to gain weight.
“Then just eat a little. The rice will be ready soon.”
Seojun, who was putting a pot on the induction stove after turning it on, paused. Looking at Siwoo made his mouth water even though he wasn’t hungry.
Siwoo was eating cereal leaning against the table, not even sitting in a chair. Wearing just a shirt.
And it wasn’t even his shirt, but Seojun’s. Siwoo tied Seojun’s shirt, the largest size for easy wearing and removing, around his body.
This is driving me crazy, really.
Seojun couldn’t take his eyes off the shirt hem that barely covered the white thighs. His glittering golden eyes scanned the legs revealed beneath the fluttering shirt.
Knowing the texture of that smooth skin made it even harder to just look. Dressed in a way that tested people. Yet Siwoo was simply wiggling his bottom while happily spooning cereal.
No wonder the hyungs pounce at every opportunity.
Exhaling a silent sigh, Seojun poked the inside of his mouth with the tip of his tongue and then reached out. Click, the sound of the induction stove’s power button turning off rang out.
“Why don’t you wear underwear?”
Siwoo, who had been mindlessly eating cereal, lightly pushed away Seojun who was clinging to his back. He just nudged him with his elbow, not really pushing him away seriously.
“Don’t touch me, dude. I’m eating.”
“That’s not rice, it’s cereal.”
“Are you disrespecting cereal?”
Siwoo swung his spoon with his cheeks puffed full. Seojun tilted his head back to avoid the spoon, then grabbed Siwoo’s waist and lifted him up.
“Hey! Even Kang Geonho doesn’t touch me when I’m eating!”
“That’s a lie. I saw you two kissing while eating.”
“That’s…!”
Siwoo, at a loss for words, turned his eyes back to the cereal. Then Seojun took his spoon away.
“Stop eating cereal and eat rice.”
“No.”
Think I can’t eat without a spoon? Siwoo boldly picked up the bowl and poured the cereal into his mouth. It tasted even better this way.
“Okay. I won’t take it away. Eat slowly. Slowly.”
Seojun sat Siwoo on the table and spread his legs apart. Naturally pressing close to Siwoo, he watched him chew the cereal.
“Is it good?”
Instead of answering, Siwoo covered his bowl. Afraid Seojun might steal it.
Seojun, to indicate he wasn’t interested in the cereal, rested one cheek on Siwoo’s thin shoulder. Spreading his arms wide to support himself on the table, his lower body pressed even closer.
“It must be really delicious.”
The crunching sound of cereal being chewed continued without pause. No matter how much he ate, there was still more to chew, regardless of how much he had poured.
Stop eating and pay attention to me.
Siwoo, drinking milk, kicked Seojun’s thigh with his foot. Large hands were digging under his shirt.
“I gave you guiding this morning.”
He grabbed the firm forearm and blocked the hands touching below. It was a rule Siwoo had established. Guiding only once a day per person.
“You don’t have to give me guiding.”
His eyes said he just wanted to touch. Siwoo flinched at the hands spreading his thighs and gripped the bowl tightly. He almost dropped it.
“If you don’t like it, I won’t.”
Seojun kneaded the thighs that smelled of soil from rolling on the grass. He was ready to remove his hands immediately if Siwoo said no.
Siwoo put the remaining cereal in his mouth with a contemplative face. Crunch, the slightly soggy cereal deliciously crumbled in his small mouth.
After swallowing, Siwoo slightly spread his legs wider. Seeing the youngest’s face brighten, he couldn’t help but smile.
If only Kang Taebeom were this obsessed with skinship. Honestly, like the others.
Author: Hyacinthus B
Hyacinthus
