It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 186: You’re getting good with words, Matteo

Chapter 186: You’re getting good with words, Matteo

"Hm, you’re different, Matteo." Seojin said and Seojun raised an eyebrow at him. "Hyung’s changed you quite a lot."

Seojun stayed silent. Whatever did he mean by change? Well, he did feel like a different person when around Dongwoo. He felt vulnerable, in fact. Soft and weak.

That was how it was meant to be when next to one’s lover so he did not find it strange. Yeah, he did his research.

"You’ve grown so patient and loving." Seojin said. "Around Hyung, you’re a completely different person from the brother I used to know who always resorted to his fist when irritated."

"Can’t you tell?" Seojun asked.

"Huh? Tell what?"

"It’s because I don’t want to be the bad guy around Hyung." He said. "While you’re the sunny and sky guy who knows how to lie his way out of anything with a smooth tongue, I’m the type who would just resort to brute force. But... I don’t want that image of me to be what Hyung remembers when he closes his eyes." He explained. "So, I’m changing."

"I can’t say your words didn’t hurt when you indirectly called me a liar, but... It’s a good thing. Your change, I mean. It makes you seem more... Humane." He smiled sweetly at his one and only brother but it just made Seojun feel cringe.

"Heck, don’t smile at me like that. It’s creepy." He exclaimed, getting up to his feet.

"What? I’m just showing ’care’ and ’love’ towards my younger brother. Is that too hard to accept?" He asked, with that cheeky smile on his face, and Seojun looked at him, feeling disgusted.

"Just go to hell with that care. Or better still, just use it on Hyung. I don’t need it."

"Ouch!" Seojin said with his hand on his chest. "That was a sharp stab, Matteo."

"Hope it kills ya."

"I know you don’t mean it." Seojin said and also got up to his feet. "If I die now, who’s gonna clean up the mess you keep making?"

Seojun rolled his eyes as he picked up the flexible shower head and said,

"Well, I’ll stop making messes and only focus on taking care of Hyung. Your service is no longer needed."

This actually started to get annoying and Seojin’s veins popped up on his temple, forming an irk.

"Well, well, well. My ungrateful brother has finally shown his true colors." He said, but Seojun made a quick comeback right away.

"My colors were always on display. You were the one too blinded by your own flashy colors to see them." He said and both suddenly paused. Then, out of nowhere, they both started laughing like someone had cracked a really funny joke.

"That was a good one. You’re getting good with words, Matteo."

"Please, don’t praise yourself. You know it’s your influence that’s causing all this." He looked at Dongwoo in the tub and said, "Let’s wash Hyung already. The water will soon get cold."

"Yeah, good idea."

They started washing him together. Seojun was in charge of his lower body while Seojin was in charge of his upper body.

"Hey, you didn’t mean it when you said I should go die, right?" Seojin asked and Seojun clicked his tongue.

"Of course not." He said, and Seojin nodded, feeling touched, but then he added, "If you died, who would cook for Hyung? My culinary skills are lacking compared to yours and Hyung deserves the best."

Once again, Seojin got an irk on his forehead.

"You punk." But he sighed, letting it all out and proudly said, "I guess I’m very important in this relationship. What will you two do without me?"

"Yeah, I wonder."

It took a while to get all the cum out of Dongwoo’s insides and then they both took turns taking a shower to rid themselves of the sweat gotten from the rigorous activity.

"We can’t go to Hyung’s room to get his underwear." Seojun said. "So he’ll have to sleep without one."

"Oh, actually..." Seojin shuffled through his bags and brought out Dongwoo’s underwear, the one he had left in their place.

Seojun saw this and stared at him with squinted eyes, and an expression that loudly called him a pervert.

"Hey, don’t look at me like that. I packed it by accident." He said but Seojun kept the look up. Who was going to believe that? "Okay, fine. I took it along on purpose. Maybe I was psychic and knew something like this would happen. In any case, it’s a good call."

He wore Dongwoo that underwear after applying some ointment to his ass. An ointment which he happened to have packed for some reason.

They wore Dongwoo one of Seojins shirts. A comfy one that would let him sleep like a baby.

"He’s pretty." Seojin suddenly said as they watched Dongwoo sleep softly.

"Yeah, I know." Seojun agreed. "I can’t stop staring at him. I... Love him so much."

For the twins to love someone with their entire heart, soul, and being, that person had to be the luckiest person alive.

These two stood above others majestically, flashing fake smiles at the crowd and ensuring no one stood in their paths as they ventured for that which they longed for more than anything.

They could only ever really smile genuinely in front of one person. The person who had stolen their hearts when they were kids with his bright presence.

And because he acted as a light and beacon to two lost boys, bringing them out of darkness, they sought to be something similar to him.

A light he could look up to, a beacon that could guide him, and arms that could shelter him in warmth.

Their love for him knew no bounds, and it continued to grow more vast than even the sea that separated him from his family.

They would be his family. They wanted to be his only family. The only ones he could rely on.

They wanted a happily ever after with him.

And they would utterly crush anyone who could pose a hindrance to their happily ever after, no matter who it was or whatever relationship they had with him.

Not even his own brother.

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