It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 337: What would he say by the time he met Minwoo?

Chapter 337: What would he say by the time he met Minwoo?

Dongwoo, after leaving the restaurant and going to the hotel facing the restaurant, decided to call Minwoo. He dialed his number but he didn’t pick up.

He tried calling a few more times but there was still no response. He felt Minwoo was intentionally not answering but then he worried for his brother. What if something had happened and that was why he wasn’t answering?

He started thinking of how to approach the receptionist to point out the direction her brother went to and, if possible, the room number.

After all, this was an expensive hotel so confidentiality must be at its max.

After coming up with something, he walked in, headed for the reception desk, and asked the receptionist, who was shocked to see the same face twice.

"Um, excuse me, just now, my brother came in here wearing glasses. Could you direct me in the direction he took? He has the same face as mine, so I believe you can tell who is referring to." He said and this put the receptionist at ease.

She almost thought she was going insane.

"Ah, just a moment." She said and checked the check-in book. He was the last person to walk in so she could check the last name and the room.

But once she saw she had gone to a presidential suite, she felt it wouldn’t be appropriate to tell him, even if they were brothers.

Dongwoo seemed to have understood her gaze so he took out his key and said,

"Oh, it’s nothing serious. I just forgot to hand him the house keys." He said. "I need to leave town soon, so I have to hand this to him right away."

The receptionist was a bit skeptical but decided to just heed. What harm could be done by handing a brother his house keys?

"Alright, he’s headed for room 403, it’s a presidential suite at the top floor." She explained, and he nodded, thankful for her assistance.

"Thank you so much." He said and headed for the elevator.

There were three elevators. One was still moving and it looked like it was heading for the top floor. That must’ve been Minwoo.

So, he went to the next and tapped on the button.

As he waited for the elevator impatiently, he wondered who Minwoo was meeting for him to head to a presidential suite.

’Minwoo, what are you doing?’

The elevator door opened and he walked in, pushing the button. He needed to get there fast before anything happened.

Should he have just taken the stairs? He wondered. No, he would be out of stamina by the time he got there.

He rested his back on the elevator and then started wondering.

What would he say by the time he met Minwoo? How would he react when he discovered it was all a misunderstanding and he was just seeing an old friend?

Then... What if he really planned to meet someone and have a ’fun’ night, could he really be mad about that? Yes, he seemed to like Sungho, but he never said he wouldn’t sleep around.

Sex was his coping mechanism, but for him to meet someone else, did that mean something happened that was making him feel stressed to the extent he began to sleep around again? Did it have anything to do with Sungho? Was that why he didn’t want to do it with Sungho and was going out to find someone else?

Someone staying in a presidential suite?

Why did that sound oddly suspicious in his head?

These questions flooded his head. He wanted to help his brother. He really did but how was he going to do it when he couldn’t understand the complexity of his feelings?

"Hah!" He sighed. "For now, let’s just see what’s going on. I’ll walk away if it’s something I shouldn’t interfere in. But if Minwoo looks uncomfortable and looks like he’s being forced, I’ll step in."

Little did Dongwoo know that he needed to step in no matter what it was, especially since the other party was none other than Alejandro, who was a threat to their lives.

He was a freaking Mafia. A dangerous man.

As Dongwoo’s elevator door opened, his eyes fell on the long hall and the T path at the end.

There was so much silence that one would think it was an empty place, but the suites were all soundproof, so even if someone was screaming for help inside, no one would hear them.

He gulped and started walking through, glancing at the doors, checking the numbers, and realizing it might be one of the doors at the T path.

So he picked up his pace and was about to turn when he suddenly caught sight of Minwoo and Alejandro.

He froze but instincts told him to hide. So, he hid, out of sight and spied.

There was a huge lump stuck in his throat as he tried to comprehend what was going on in front of him.

He was... dumbfounded.

What was Minwoo doing with Alejandro? Why were they together?

Just what... What was going on?

He couldn’t approach just like that, so he decided to call Minwoo once more.

He heard Minwoo’s phone ring from where he was but Minwoo silenced the phone, like he had been doing since Dongwoo started calling him.

Ah, this made Dongwoo uncomfortable. Why wasn’t he picking up? Just what was he doing with Alejandro?

And then, he heard Minwoo say,

"You did it so much yesterday already, so why do you need to do it today? Are you a dog in heat?" He asked and Alejandro chuckled, reaching his hand out to stroke his face lightly.

"Haha, let’s say I’m a horny dog. It’s all your fault for giving me a good time. So, I want to have a good time again."

Minwoo gritted his teeth, glaring at Alejandro and clenching his phone hard.

"I can’t." He said. "I don’t want to do it today. I couldn’t concentrate on work today because my body ached all over. Let’s not..."

Alejandro caught his arm and pinned him to the wall aggressively. He looked at him with a smile that was far more dangerous than his glare.

"Haha, that’s not for you to decide." He said and leaned closer. "I’m simply taking my side of the deal with a smile. No excuses."

"Let go. I don’t want to."

"You can struggle all you want. I’ll still do what I want with you." He moved his face closer to Minwoo’s face and grinned. "I am graciously taking up your offer and doing what I want with you."

As soon as he said that, a raging Dongwoo threw a weak punch and hit Alejandro’s face, shocking both of them since neither saw this coming.

Dongwoo growled angrily and was vividly fuming, his trembling clenched fist bruised red from hitting a brick-layered face instead of flesh, but he did not care about that.

He was just so angry that such a thing was going on in front of him and it involved Minwoo.

"Get away from my brother, you crazy scumbag."