"BABE, what are you doing?"
Garam ignored Song Sihyuk as he was busy inhaling the steam.
As soon as they got home, he immediately boiled water. Then he poured the hot water into a heatproof bowl. After that, he leaned over the bowl— creating a safe distance from the water, of course— and inhaled the steam through his nose.
He had been doing that for three minutes already.
Just two more minutes.
Garam was doing that because he woke up with a clogged nose and a hoarse voice after crying "hyung" all night while having sex with Song Sihyuk.
Love the sex, but not the aftermath.
Especially not when he was scheduled to start recording tomorrow.
Thank goodness I have a whole day to rest my voice.
When Garam lifted his head, he couldn’t open his eyes right away.
But he felt the soft towel that gently touched his face.
Oh, it’s Sihyuk Hyung.
"Is it for your hoarse voice?"
Garam opened his eyes slowly, and then he nodded.
"I’ll make you ginger and honey tea before I go to work."
Right, it was still a weekday.
That was why they had to check out of the hotel early.
Sihyuk Hyung has to go to work. And it’s safer to leave the hotel at that hour to avoid meeting people who might recognize me.
"I’ll ask the chef to make warm broth for you."
Garam just nodded again.
Song Sihyuk looked confused at first, and then he chuckled when the realization probably hit him. "I get it. You’re not going to talk to rest your voice."
Again, Garam just nodded.
"Aigooya. My wife is so cute."
Garam just rolled his eyes.
This hyung finds everything I do ’cute,’ even though I’m just standing and breathing here.
"Should I not go to work today?"
Garam knitted his eyebrows, giving his chaebol a questioning look.
"To take care of you, babe."
Aigoo.
Garam grabbed his phone from the table and typed fiercely before showing it to Song Sihyuk.
<’Go to work and earn money, Hyung. You can’t miss work in this economy.’>
"Aigooya. My pride gets hurt every time you worry about my finances, Garam-ah. We’ll still live in luxury even if I don’t work."
Garam typed on his phone again.
<’Hyung looks the sexiest when you’re working.’>
Song Sihyuk laughed, and then he gently grabbed Garam’s face. "Alright, alright. I’ll go to work."
Garam smiled and nodded.
"I’ll call the house helpers and make them stay here to look after you. But if you need me, or you just miss me, then call me— I’ll come running to you."
Aigoo.
That was cheesy.
But it gave Garam butterflies in the stomach.
"Rest well, babe," Song Sihyuk said, kissing Garam on the forehead. "I’ll come home early and join you for dinner."
Aww.
Garam, as the second oldest member in his group, was used to taking care of his younger members.
So, being taken care of now felt different.
I didn’t expect I’d enjoy being doted on.
It felt nice— really nice, actually.
So, Garam pulled Song Sihyuk by the collar and kissed him on the lips.
Yeah, this could work.
***
"HELLO, Hyung-nim..."
Song Sihyuk knitted his eyebrows when a sulky Choi Sumin stood before him. "Why the fuck are you still here? I already fired you."
Although he cursed his cousin, he wasn’t actually annoyed.
Lim Garam acted clingy earlier before Song Sihyuk left, so he went to work in a good mood.
He stayed in that mood even though he was stuck at his table all day because of the documents that he had to read and sign. In fact, he even skipped lunch because he wanted to finish work ASAP and come home early.
"Grandfather said he’ll leave me out of the will if I don’t stay in the company."
Haaah.
Song Sihyuk leaned against the backrest of his seat. "Why do you want to quit when you don’t even know what you want to do anyway?"
"Hyung-nim, why do I need to work when I’m already set for life?"
Good point.
This is why I can tolerate this brat— his lack of ambition makes him harmless.
And that was also the reason why their grandfather adored Choi Sumin.
Because even if Choi Sumin acts cute, it’s not because he wants to suck up to our grandfather— it’s simply because this punk is clingy.
"But Grandfather keeps forcing me to work."
"Well, what sets chaebol families apart from ordinary rich families is the fact that our family owns the company," Song Sihyuk said bluntly. "Of course, Grandfather wants every member of the family to contribute to the growth of SG Group."
Choi Sumin just pouted.
This kid...
"Yah. Do you still want to be a pilot?"


***
Apparently, Sihyuk Hyung doesn’t want live-in house helpers at his penthouse.
"Oh. Is my baby confident that he’s famous enough to be recognized by middle-aged people?"
"It’s not like that, Hyung. I know that our group is only popular among young people or idol fans. I’m just being extra careful..."
"Don’t worry. Every staff member who got permission to work here signed an NDA."
They’re all kind to me, and they have never looked at me with judgmental eyes.
Is Sihyuk Hyung that strict?
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