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"Kim Min-gyu!!!"






I shouted with all my might, but there was no answer. I hadn't noticed it when I was showering, but it seemed to be raining quite a bit. Mingyu seemed to have been soaking wet for quite some time. When I placed my hand on his forehead, it felt warm, unlike his damp, cold body from the rain.

Determined to get rid of the wet clothes first, he stripped them off. Only then did Wonwoo notice the scars hidden beneath the clothes. Wonwoo knew exactly what kind of scars they were. Mingyu and Wonwoo had met when these scars appeared.

Leaving the memories behind, Wonwoo immediately brought a large towel and covered Mingyu with it, and then took another towel and wiped the moisture from his face and wet hair. He roughly threw the wet clothes into a corner and carried Mingyu, who was bigger than him, on his back and barely laid him down on the sofa. Fortunately, he didn't have to worry about being cold thanks to the boiler that was set to 28 degrees as soon as he got home.





'Cough-'





A cough reached his ear. He'd been out in the rain for so long that he was completely soaked. He seemed to know he was cold, and he was groaning in pain. Wonwoo sighed and reached for his cold medicine. Was it okay to take medicine when he hadn't eaten anything? Wonwoo checked the time and opened the delivery app. Since he wasn't a good cook, he ordered porridge using the app.

Wonwoo hyung...Mingyu's voice rang weakly. He couldn't help but call my name, wondering what he was dreaming about. Perhaps the words he'd said yesterday had been a death sentence for Mingyu. Ever since we'd parted ways, his long legs had lost their strength, and now he was drenched in rain and panting with a cold. It was clearly his own doing, but Wonwoo felt a pang of unease.




'Rustle-'





The porridge arrived not too late, and Wonwoo fumbled to tear off the plastic wrap around the disposable spoon and opened the lid of the container containing the porridge. He scooped up a spoonful.Phew- phew-Bulgo called Min-gyu.





"Min-gyu, can you eat it?"





Yeah...He couldn't even open his eyes, not even knowing if he was listening to me properly, and he insisted on eating without even knowing what he was eating. When I told him to open his mouth, Wonwoo fed him porridge through Mingyu's mouth, which he opened easily. Seeing Mingyu, who always nagged me to eat well, struggling to swallow even a spoonful of porridge, was it because of old feelings? My heart ached.

Eventually, at Mingyu's words that he couldn't eat more than a few spoonfuls, Wonwoo pushed the porridge away and brought water and medicine. Still, Mingyu, perhaps aware that Wonwoo was concerned, gulped down the medicine. And he fell asleep right away, though.








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Bright light streamed in through the curtains of the large window in the living room. Wonwoo, unknowingly falling asleep, found himself leaning against the sofa. When he opened his eyes, Mingyu was still asleep. It felt like he'd gone back in time, so he smiled, and Mingyu woke up at the sound.




"Oh. Sorry."


"What's so funny?"


"I just remembered the old days. Are you okay now?"


"Thanks to you."




Mingyu seemed fine. When he woke up and looked around, he saw Wonwoo's house was a real mess. I always told him to clean up and get a little organized, so I figured he was still living like this. But I knew how much of a nuisance I'd been yesterday, and I held back from nagging him the moment I woke up.

Mingyu got up and headed to the kitchen. Wonwoo was dizzy again. "He's heading to the kitchen again, of course. You didn't eat well yesterday either." Hearing this, Mingyu checked the remaining porridge on the table. He didn't know there would be any leftovers, but I guess I was so sick yesterday that I couldn't even eat that.





"You took care of me without even kicking me out. I should at least repay you."


"I think leaving would be the reward."


"I'll just pack some food and go."






Wonwoo was displeased with Mingyu opening the fridge and preparing breakfast as if it were his own home. He suddenly came over and collapsed. He must be sick. Come morning, he must have lied about his illness, trying to cook normally. Whether he knew Wonwoo's feelings or not, Mingyu remained silent and continued to cook.





"I'll even go and see what you eat."


“That’s different from what we said earlier, Min-gyu.”


"I thought I'd throw it away if I didn't eat it."





Wonwoo headed to the dining table, even if it meant sending Mingyu off quickly. The meal Mingyu had prepared was as warm as it had been back then. Yes, this was the peace he felt back then. Wonwoo still longed for those days. And Mingyu felt the same way. But they both knew they couldn't go back to those days, they couldn't live like that. They were both too far apart for that to happen.

After Wonwoo finished eating, Mingyu stood up. Was this really his intention? Wonwoo grabbed Mingyu.





"So what does that mean?"


"what?"





Even though he spoke calmly, his true feelings were evident on his face. "I have so much I want to say to you right now, but I'm holding it back." His expression was the same. Wonwoo continued to stare at Mingyu, so Mingyu finally couldn't resist and blurted out what he'd been holding back.






"You said it was comfortable there before. That's why it's there."


"So what."






 Jiying -,Min-gyu's phone rang. He didn't know who was calling, but he answered it urgently and placed his index finger on his lips.fizzle. He showed the shape of his mouth to Wonwoo.

I couldn't say that he had a good expression on his face. Min-gyu's expression was a mixture of caution, discomfort, and a little bit of hatred. And at the end...boss. The words never left Wonwoo's ears.





"Boss? What are you talking about?"


"I think this is the only way to stop my brother."


"Kim Min-gyu, you really aren't."


"It's a place my brother knows well. It's called one of the two major mountain ranges of this organization."


"You're going to fight our organization just to stop me?"






Mingyu said he came to say that and took out some clothes from the closet. Wonwoo closed the closet door, frowning. "Do you think I'll leave the organization just because of that?" Mingyu said it didn't matter. He said he'd be the one stopping Wonwoo anyway, so he put on his clothes and headed for the front door.





"This will be the last time I see you in private."


"Hey, how about you clean up any traces of yourself left in this house?"


"If it bothers you, then you can clean it up. But honestly, it was nice of you too."


"..."


"Otherwise, why would I have left traces?"





Tiring!The front door opened. With those words, Mingyu left the house. Wonwoo and Mingyu had lived together in this house in the past. It was nothing special, and they had been involved in gang activities in the past. The house was provided by that gang, but conflicts within that gang led to the current two-pronged structure.

Min-gyu was subsequently released from the organization and ceased his activities, but Won-woo, loathing the hands he had used to deal with people and the way his body had been tainted, felt like he had already become a monster, so he couldn't leave. Ultimately, Won-woo continued to have private meetings with Seung-cheol and recently joined Seung-cheol's organization.

I hated Min-gyu, who knew all about my past. I hated my past, which forced me to create that past. I hated Seung-cheol, who still exploited me. But more than anything, I hated the situation where I had no choice but to give in to something I hated.

The only shining happiness amidst all the things he hated was the simple, everyday life he shared with Mingyu in this house. A happiness he could have enjoyed if he were ordinary. From the moment Wonwoo dyed his hands red, he realized that ordinary life had become an unattainable opportunity.








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The organization Min-gyu belonged to was, as expected, keeping a check on Won-woo's organization, whose boss was Seung-cheol. It's a mystery why such an organization, so blatantly manipulating people, hasn't been caught, but why they're so focused on manipulating people is another mystery.

Min-gyu was a little anxious about having to go through the organizational life he thought he'd never do again, but he had to adapt quickly. That way, he could stop Won-woo.







Wonwoo also learned of Mingyu's situation, so he investigated the organization he belonged to. He had to be careful not to get caught within the organization. He had to be careful, because if anyone found out he was investigating, they might get into trouble or get into trouble. All he found during his investigation was that the organization seemed to be involved in drugs.

One day, I'd have to get my hands dirty, but I didn't like the idea of ​​Mingyu, who had just barely stepped into the light, coming back to this world. Perhaps Wonwoo felt the same way. He had to stop it somehow. He had to prevent Mingyu from entering the world he was in.










I wish you would come to the world I live in.

You shouldn't come to the world I live in, Min-gyu.









So I'm my brother

So I'm you




Blockgoing to be.