It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 142: Can’t you recognize me?

Chapter 142: Can’t you recognize me?

Friday night...

On another side of the party, which Dongwoo was completely absent from, was Minwoo, dressed in a black suit and sipping champagne.

The reason he attended was so he could get to know the structure of Wailers better because he had already been interviewed.

It was only a matter of time before they sent his confirmation email and he was confident he would get it. His skills weren’t ordinary, after all.

He graduated from a prestigious foreign school, got an outstanding degree, and worked as his uncle’s assistant for two years immediately after graduating.

After those two years, he worked in his family’s company as an assistant, hoping to start from scratch.

He was the only heir to the company fortune, so anyone would have guessed him to resume an important position at the company, but Minwoo did not.

He looked at the position as an additional sin. Whatever he was getting, it was all because his brother was not there. And he hated that he had to replace his brother in everything.

The first in line in heritage, the first in line in position, the first in line in everything. Dongwoo used to be the first, having been born first but after he disappeared...

His parents gave up on searching for him but he never did. As long as his body was not found, and his death was not confirmed, he would not stop searching.

And after years sticking to that conviction, he finally found him.

It was strange to see he was using his name and though he didn’t know what happened, he decided to go to him. Go to where his brother is.

Of course, he didn’t tell his parents yet that he had found him. He wanted to first approach him, make him understand that he had a family somewhere, and then tell them.

’I hoped I’d see him here but I guess he didn’t come. I don’t want to scare him though. I wonder how much he’s grown. He looked so pretty in the picture.’ He thought, taping his finger on his glass. ’Well, in the meantime, why don’t I have some fun?’

He gulped down the rest of his champagne and put down the glass on the table.

Meanwhile, Sungho spotted Dongwoo walking towards the elevator. His head was a bit fuzzy because of all the drinks he was poured by different big shots.

’Where is he going?’ he thought and blinked.

He needed to get away. If not, he would get poured more wine, and if he got extremely drunk there, the reporters would have a story to tell of him the next day.

’I haven’t apologized yet.’ He thought as he walked in the direction he saw Dongwoo go.

But then, while trying to turn at the corner, he bumped into him.

"Ouch!" Minwoo exclaimed as he fell to his butt and his glasses fell off as well. "Who is it?" He raised his head only to see a good-looking guy just standing in front of him.

"Lee Dongwoo? What are you doing on the floor?" Sungho asked.

’Hm? He knows me?’ Minwoo thought and picked up his glasses. "Yes, I am Lee Dongwoo but... Who are you?"

"Can’t you recognize me?" Sungho asked. "Or are you drunk as well? Damn, my vision is getting fuzzy."

’Hah, seems like he’s already drunk. I think I’ve hit the jackpot for the night. I don’t need to search far.’ He grabbed Sungho’s hand and said, "You’re drunk. Come, let me take you somewhere to relax."

Sungho followed him and entered the elevator.

As soon as they got to the hotel room, Minwoo made sure to check if they were followed by any reporter, and once he confirmed that they weren’t, he locked the door and said,

"Sir on the bed for a while. You must be tired."

Sungho did so without much thought on it.

He closed his eyes for a while and then said,

"I’m sorry for what I did." He apologized. "I’ll make it up to you, I promise. I..."

"I don’t remember what you did, and I don’t remember meeting you before." Minwoo said, approaching him while taking off his coat. ’He might be talking about something he did to me in the past or... He could be referring to my brother. But... I don’t want to think of that right now.’

He got in front of Sungho and held his face, looking seductively into his eyes.

"But if you want to make up for it, you might as well just give me your body." He said and Minwoo opened his eyes.

"What?"

"Just one night," Minwoo said. "Let’s do it tonight, you and me."

"I... I don’t understand." Sungho said, suddenly getting flustered, but his thoughts weren’t exactly in a straight line either.

"What’s there not to understand? I want to have sex with you."

Sungho went silent. He gulped and watched Dongwoo smiling at him with lust in his eyes.

’What is he saying? He knows I’m not gay. Why would he ask me of such a thing?’ he wondered and rolled his eyes down. ’I don’t think I’ll get hard for a guy.’

"Oh, are you worried about getting hard?" Minwoo asked and smirked. "You don’t have to worry about that, I’ll take care of it."

Though he said this, Sungho was still not convinced. He grabbed his hand and dropped it from his face.

"Dongwoo-nim, please, think this over. I didn’t even know you were interested in me and..."

"I’m not interested in you." Minwoo said. "It’s just your body." He slid his hand over Sungho’s neckline and stopped at his exposed collarbone. "After this night, let’s act like nothing ever happened between us." He pushed his lips to his ear and whispered softly. "Just do it tonight and put it all behind us."

"I can’t. I shouldn’t." Sungho stubbornly refused. ’Dongwoo-nim might just be acting on the influence of wine. If I did this... I don’t think I’ll ever forgive myself.’

Minwoo got a bit annoyed and pushed Sungho down.

’I don’t want to have to go out and find another man when there’s a very fine meal right here.’ he thought and got on top of him. ’Do I really have to force myself on him? I’m certain once we get to it, he’ll stop thinking of resisting and get on with it.’

"What are you...?"

"Shhh!" Minwoo pressed his finger across his lips and went down to take off his belt buckle and undid his zipper.

"No, don’t..." He pushed Minwoo’s head but he didn’t have much strength in his hand.

"Don’t be a wuss, it’s not like you’re the one taking it. You just have to give it and get rid of all that tension. Trust me, I’m a natural at this." He grinned.