It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 249: You want to know how I was able to get rid of Shinwoo, right?

Chapter 249: You want to know how I was able to get rid of Shinwoo, right?

Minwoo was speechless.

"Wait, Hyung, you were treated that way?" He asked but Dongwoo could only shrug. He heard it, so what other confirmation did he need? "Wait, he didn’t hit you in the face or anything like that, did he?"

"No, he didn’t. I thought he would, given he got so scary and kept pulling my hair, and giving me a headache. It was like he was obsessed with my hair, that maniac." Dongwoo said, sadly. "It was painful. And maybe because it’s a bad memory but I happen to remember it quite clearly. Stupid, right?"

"Well then, we’re both stupid for remembering bad memories more than good ones." Minwoo said, trying to lighten the mood. "So you gave him a blow job because of his threats. I felt he was so small that he couldn’t even choke you with it."

Dongwoo tilted his head, staring at him oddly. Was that the right response?

"Oh, sorry. Was I not supposed to talk like that?" Minwoo asked, seeing Dongwoo’s odd stare.

"You know, I’m feeling really embarrassed telling this story, and your reactions, as well as your direct comments, aren’t helping much, Minwoo." Dongwoo said.

"Oh, right. Sorry." Minwoo said. "I’m just so furious at how that bastard treated you. You suffered a lot, Hyung. I’m so sorry I couldn’t be there."

"Well, we both had our fair share of pain and suffering. I wasn’t there for you, and you weren’t there for me either, so we’re even."

"No, you can’t say that." Minwoo said and sighed. "Anyway, tell me. What happened after that? That bastard must’ve been a real asshole and didn’t let you go easily, right? Did you have to sleep with him first before he let you go?"

"No, I didn’t sleep with him." Dongwoo said and smiled widely. "I was a virgin up until this year."

Minwoo’s mouth shaped into the letter ’o’. He was so surprised at that fact and said,

"Wait, aren’t we the same age?" He asked in disbelief. "You never slept with your lovers? How did that come about?"

Minwoo didn’t know about Dongwoo’s trauma and Dongwoo didn’t think there was a need to bring up that topic so he said,

"I had my circumstances." He said, smiling awkwardly. "You could say my body was waiting for ’the one’ to show up. Or should I say, ’the ones’? Hehe." He laughed.

Though Minwoo did not understand all of it. He felt Dongwoo might’ve been a little old-fashioned, waiting for the right time to offer his precious hole.

’Hah, my brother is just so special in everything.’ he thought and then furrowed his eyebrows. "Then, if it wasn’t sex, how were you able to keep him away?"

"Well..."

*Knock, knock!* The knock on the door interrupted him and they both turned to the door to see Eunwoo.

He opened the door and said,

"Sorry to interrupt but I just came to tell you that the director is calling off the shoot for today. It’ll be rescheduled to Monday." He said. "I’m going to go ahead and help pack in the meantime."

Dongwoo nodded.

"Thanks. Great work."

It couldn’t be helped. His hands were injured and the mood in the studio was ruined. They wouldn’t be able to continue the shoot like that.

"Oh, and... The director also asked me to relay this to you." Eunwoo added just before he closed the door. "Tell the kiddo to calm down and see things clearly. It’ll be over soon."

He said those words and left.

Taiha was probably worried that he was letting Song Haijin’s actions get to him. He sighed.

He shouldn’t be getting mad. That was probably what Song Haijin wanted.

She wanted to get him mad, create a rift in their relationship, and then emerge victorious. In order to not let her get what she wants, he would have to act in a way she would not expect.

He turned to Minwoo.

"You want to know how I was able to get rid of Shinwoo, right?"

Minwoo nodded.

"It wasn’t easy. He made me suck him off every single day and didn’t hesitate to demean me. He made me feel far more inferior than I already was, reminding me that if people discovered that I was a cock sucking fag, I would be isolated and remain poor for life. He didn’t hold back one bit and I let his words get to me."

Dongwoo cried days without end. He didn’t know what he did wrong to deserve what was going on.

His daily performance dropped with his ever-persistent ’boyfriend’ who made him do whatever he wanted and made them meet up no matter the time.

He was fed up.

This was no longer a relationship of consent. It was a prison. He was locked and chained without any physical or visible restraints.

He just wanted to end things.

And then, one day, Dongwoo decided to ignore Shinwoo.

Shinwoo had called him out to meet him at a bar, but he acted dumb, cut the call, and didn’t pick up any call after that. He didn’t even respond to his texts either.

He was tired of it all.

Shinwoo could do whatever he wanted, he didn’t care anymore. The fear he had instilled in him had hindered him from doing a lot of things and carrying out his own wishes and that made him feel like he had become a marionette.

A lousy one at that.

Well, Shinwoo could go ahead and ruin the reputation of this lousy marionette.

It wasn’t like he was new to having a bad reputation.

The neighbors could stare and he could ignore them. They could talk behind his back and he could pretend he was deaf.

No matter what they did, he wouldn’t care.

All he needed to do was wait till the heat died down and then he would start searching for a job again. It wouldn’t take long.

Staring at the picture of the twins, Dongwoo rested on the block slab at the rooftop. He kept staring at the picture and wondered a lot if things would ever get better.

"There you are." Dongwoo heard Shinwoo’s voice and flinched.

He looked back to find Shinwoo approaching and his body started trembling in fear.

He had grown to fear Shinwoo that even his body trembled on its own each time he was near.

"You’ve got a lot of nerves ignoring my texts and my calls." He said and Dongwoo swiftly kept the picture back in his pocket. "So, what are you going to do? Give me an excuse. It better be a reasonable one."

Dongwoo stared at him, his body slightly shaking.

"I... I don’t have an excuse." He said and lowered his head. "I... I just don’t..." He took deep breaths. "I just don’t want to do what you want. I will... Not be afraid of you anymore and stand my ground."

"Oh yeah?" He scoffed and grabbed his hand. "Say that to your trembling hand."

Dongwoo took his hand back and stepped back, looking away from him.

"It’s what I chose. But your actions are embedded in my memory that my body trembles at random." He explained.

"Then there you have it." Shinwoo tittered and closed the gap between them. "You, Lee Dongwoo, will never escape me." His lips curled up in a maniacal grin. "You will forever be scared of me and I will use that to control you. You will never be free from me."