“This is for pest control.”
Hayun, who had left marks by sucking the same spot repeatedly, whispered in a barely audible voice.
“I’m better than others, aren’t I?”
“I can do anything.
As long as I can keep you from running away.”
From the first time they met, Dawoon was Hayun’s. Therefore, he couldn’t let anyone take him away.
It was natural to protect what was his.
“I’ll never say ‘I love you,’ even if I die.
Because we’re brothers.” However, no matter what happens, Hayun never hurts Dawoon.
So… it’s okay.
Even if it’s a little strange. Even if it’s different from others.
After their parents’ accident, the mansion where only they remained became a castle that perfectly ensnared Dawoon.
