Guide Me If You Dare-Chapter 122: THE PARTY (1)

[A few days before The Party...]

"HYUNG, Hyung, look at this color palette," Yuno said excitedly after bringing out his color wheel placard while having breakfast with Ki Gayoon. "Let’s see what pink would suit you the best."

Ki Gayoon, who was now having his coffee after his meal, looked at Yuno with soulless eyes. "Noh Yuno, you usually look dead on the inside. But you sure look so alive when it comes to making fun of me, huh?"

"I’m not making fun of Hyung."

"Then, is that a new form of bullying?"

Pfft.

Yuno found it funny that Ki Gayoon used the line that Yuno would often use when the Esper was acting strange.

But if he laughed, Ki Gayoon would definitely walk out.

So, he bit his lower lip.

"Don’t bite your lower lip— it’s my job to do that. I already told you that, didn’t I?" Ki Gayoon reminded him. "Just laugh if you’re going to laugh. I know you wouldn’t be laughing at me anyway, so why hold back?"

"Hyung, why are you suddenly acting mature?"

"Must I remind you that I’m already in my thirties? Or did you forget because I look youthful?"

"No— it’s because Hyung doesn’t act your age most of the time."

Ki Gayoon took a deep breath as if he was trying his best not to yell. "Noh Yuno, you’re the only person who gets on my nerves this way."

"Now you see why it’s hard for me to believe that you like me?"

"Just because you annoy the hell out of me doesn’t mean I hate you. Ever since you barged into my life, I can no longer enjoy conversations with other people. They bore me, and you don’t."

"Why are you blaming that to me, Hyung?" Yuno complained lightheartedly. "You already hated talking to other people even before you met me. Blame it on your anti-social personality."

"See? This conversation is fun."

Aigoo.

"Hyung, don’t think I didn’t notice you distracting me."

"Dammit."

Yuno waved the color wheel placard in his hand. "Let me do a color analysis on you, Hyung. You can trust me since I’m an artist."

"It’s not fun if I just give in to you," Ki Gayoon said, raising an eyebrow at him. "So, seduce me first, Yuno-ya."

Aigoo.

Why is Hyung acting difficult when he knows he can’t say no to me anyway?

And how the hell was Yuno supposed to seduce this old man?

Hyung is begging me to call him ’Ahjuhyung’ again. I hope his hairline recedes soon as karma for bossing me around.

"Yuno-ya, stop cursing my hairline again."

"I’m doing no such thing, though?"

"I know the look you give me when you’re cursing my hairline in your head."

Tsk.

"Come on, Yuno-ya," Ki Gayoon said, smirking. "I’m waiting."

Haaah.

Let’s just get this done and over with.

And, so, Yuno got up from his seat and walked towards Ki Gayoon.

Here goes nothing.

Yuno then sat on Ki Gayoon’s lap sideways. freeweɓnovel.cøm

He was starting to question if that simple movement counted as "seducing," but he gained confidence when he felt the Esper stiffen.

Oh, it’s working.

"Hyung, I’ll do a color analysis on you," Yuno said cheerfully. He was in a rare good mood, so he even gave Ki Gayoon a "fanservice" by giving him a genuine smile. "Let’s choose what pink suits you the best, hmm?"

"Fuck," Ki Gayoon said, wrapping his arms around Yuno’s waist— pulling him closer to his body. Then Ki Gayoon buried his face against Yuno’s neck. He gently bit Yuno’s shoulder before speaking. "You’re so fucking adorable, Yuno-ya."

Ah, so Hyung knows how to use nice words.

***

"BAEKHO-ssi."

Yuno called Ki Gayoon’s right-hand man a bit excitedly.

Ki Gayoon, who looked defeated, said he could ask Baekho anything he needed for today’s "fashion show."

Hence, he looked for Baekho after Ki Gayoon went back to his bedroom.

Luckily, the right-hand man was just working out in the indoor gym.

Yes, Hyung has his own indoor gym.

And, yes, Baekho also had a good body just like his boss.

"Do you need something from me, Yuno-ssi?"

"Yes, Baekho-ssi," Yuno said, nodding quite eagerly. "Please ask the chef to make some popcorn for me. Then please call Hyung’s personal shopper. Ask them to bring pink suits in different shades—"

He wasn’t able to finish talking because Baekho suddenly choked on the water he was drinking.

"Baekho-ssi, are you alright?"

"I am fine, sir," Baekho said politely. "Did you say pink suits for Boss?"

"Yes, pink suits for Hyung."

"Boss said he’d wear a pink suit?"

"Yes. Is there a problem with that? Do you have anything against pink, Baekho-ssi?"

"No, it’s not like that," Baekho said, shaking his head firmly. "Yuno-ssi, you can speak casually to me."

"Then can I call you ’Hyung-nim?’"

"Yes, please."

"Then please feel free to address me casually, Hyung-nim."

"Alright, Madam."

It was Yuno’s turn to almost choke on his saliva. "M-Madam?"

"Yes, because it looks like you’re here to stay in our Boss’ life," Baekho said as matter-of-factly. "That’s why, from now on, I’ll treat you as the madam of our guild."

Aigoo.

"I don’t think Gayoon Hyung would be happy to hear that."

Baeko just smiled confidently.

"We’re not like that, Hyung-nim," Yuno said in an attempt to clear the misunderstanding, and then he quickly changed the subject. "Can I add another request? I want to play a harmless prank on Gayoon Hyung."

"Sure, Madam."

"Can you ask Hyung’s personal shopper to bring a hot pink suit with glittering sequins?"

Baekho faked a cough to hide his laughter. "As you wish, Madam."

"Thank you, Hyung-nim," Yuno said, smiling proudly because of the prank that he was about to pull off. "I’ll sneak a photo of Gayoon Hyung in a hot pink sequined suit for you, Hyung-nim."

***

KI GAYOON in a hot pink sequined suit.

Yuno thought that it would be funny.

For the record, he wasn’t making fun of a man wearing a "hyper-feminine" color since he didn’t believe in that bullshit.

Colors have no genders, period.

I simply want to rejoice in seeing Gayoon Hyung do things he doesn’t want to do just for me.

That was why Yuno even prepared a bucket of popcorn, sitting on a chair right in front of Ki Gayoon’s fancy walk-in closet.

But when the Esper stepped out of the room...

"You got what you want," Ki Gayoon said, sighing. He wasn’t smiling, but he wasn’t upset either. It was as if Ki Gayoon was already resigned to his fate as Yuno’s source of entertainment for that day. "Are you not going to laugh?"

"Hyung, why do you still look hot in that fit?" Yuno complained, gripping the bucket tightly. "Even if pink is my color, I don’t think I would have pulled off that outfit the way you do. Why are you so freaking handsome and hot and sexy, Hyung?"

Ki Gayoon burst out laughing. "Well, what can I do? The world isn’t fair."

"No, it’s actually fair. You don’t have a good personality because all your good manners went to your face and body instead."

"Is that an insult or a compliment?"

"Ah, whatever. This isn’t fun anymore. If you can pull off that hot pink sequined suit, I’m sure you’d rock all the pink suits we have here."

Ki Gayoon chuckled while shaking his head. "You’re upset because I’m handsome? That’s new."

Tsk.

"Let’s just choose the right color for you, Hyung," Yuno said, and then he put the bucket of popcorn on the bedside table before getting up. "Oh, wait. Let me wash my hands first."

Ki Gayoon gently grabbed Yuno by the wrist, and then pulled him closer to him. "I’ll do it."

"Do what?"

Ki Gayoon just smirked, and then he put Yuno’s hand near his mouth...

... and then Ki Gayoon began licking Yuno’s fingers one by one.

Aigoo.

"Hyung, let’s go to the bathroom— hurry."

Ki Gayoon burst out laughing, but he allowed Yuno to drag him into the bathroom.

***

[Present...]

YUNO let out a sigh after remembering the lengths he had to go through just to make Ki Gayoon wear the dusty pink suit that he had chosen for him.

Well, they didn’t have sex since he was still recovering from Mana loss.

But we touched each other’s bodies again and again, and Hyung used his mouth and tongue to mark my skin from head to toe...

Oh, stop it, brain.

Yuno couldn’t believe he was reliving such lewd memories while in the middle of a huge crowd.

Especially when everyone was looking at them.

To be precise, everyone was looking at Ki Gayoon with disbelief.

Are they that surprised that Gayoon Hyung wore a pink suit instead of his usual black suit?

Well, that made Yuno feel proud of his "masterpiece."

"Why do you look smug?" Ki Gayoon whispered while the two of them walking through the crowd. "Are you thinking about what we did that night—"

"Hyung, not here," Yuno whispered back, embarrassed. "Focus on the event, okay?"

"Hold my hand."

Hmm?

Ki Gayoon’s mood suddenly turned sour, and that made Yuno nervous.

Why does Hyung suddenly look murderous?

"What’s wrong, Hyung?"

Ki Gayoon clicked his tongue before turning to Yuno with a frown. "There are so many lustful eyes looking at you here. Should I gouge out their eyes—"

"Let’s hold hands, let’s hold hands," Yuno said, repeating his words twice in a panic, before grabbing Ki Gayoon’s warm hand. "Hyung, I’ll stick to you all night, so calm down."

If only Yuno had held that hand tighter, then maybe...

***

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