DASH

Chapter 96

"Are you going on a business trip?" Jaekyung asked, dumbfounded, standing on the threshold.

— I don't know yet.

"And for how long?" He asked, although Jihon had already told him everything.

"Maybe for a few months." If I go, I will probably return after the Olympics.

Somehow justifying himself, Jihong continued: "And what are you going to do?

"What else can I do?" I'll drop out of the race," Jaekyung replied as a matter of course.

Jihong stared at him silently, and then the obviously annoyed guy hissed, "What? Do you think that if you break your promise, I will keep my word to the end? Do you take me for an idiot?

Seeing that he was determined and not going to compromise, Jihong sighed heavily: "I don't want to break my promise either.

And he leaned slightly, resting his elbows on his knees: "I'm not going on a whim. Besides, there's no one else to do it but me.

"That is, there is no one?!" Jaekyung exploded. "Do you work alone in the company?"

"I tell you, there is, but... But only I can go.

"If you don't go, will you be fired?"

"Well... Could be.

"Then quit, hyung," Jaekyung said without a trace of irony. "It'll be better that way.

— ...

Jihon leaned even lower and clasped his head in his hands. To which Jaekyung silently looked at him and clicked his tongue again. And then he approached, threw his bag on the sofa, and sat down.

"All right," he grumbled. "Unless you run away yourself, I won't jump off." How can I stop halfway? I have to do it. At least I have some pride. I will win gold in the four-hundred-meter swim and look at the faces of those cultists and their leader. I dream of enjoying the picture when they are dying of addiction. I will definitely win the Olympics for the second time in a row. Once he has taken up the case, he must win at any cost.

Yes, that was Jaekyung. No matter what others said, he took swimming seriously. At first, he forced himself to prepare, but then he set himself a new challenge, and his training began to be even more enthusiastic. He loved to be in a leading position, but he hated losing even more, so Jaekyung wouldn't give up one way or another. And he will probably return as a champion.

"I guess I'll want to die more than once during my preparations," he said casually.

Jihong frowned, but Jaekyung continued calmly, maintaining eye contact, as if he wanted him to hear him well: "I'll give up a hundred times a day. And every time you ask yourself: "Why not this, if he is not around?" I will regret that I connected my life with swimming. And roar at the sight of the pool.

"What... roar? Jihong asked, unable to hold back a nervous smile.

But Jaekyung didn't even smile, "I'm serious. I used to cry a lot.

"Why... And why? Jihong said belatedly, but still surprised.

"Yes, I understand, I understand. Enough already," Jihon laughed.

"But I'll take the gold medal anyway," Jaekyung said firmly.

— ...

"I'll do it for you." No matter what.

Jihon could neither take his eyes off nor connect the words into a sentence.

Suddenly, Jaekyung broke the silence again: "Hyun.

"What?"

"Aren't you cold?"

"It's cold.

"Then why don't you sit here?" Jaekyung asked, pointing to the seat next to him.

"No," Jihon blurted out immediately, causing the bulldozer's eyebrows to meet at the bridge of his nose, and on his face the question: "Why?"

"You'll get infected."

"Come on," Jaekyung muttered, as if he was talking some nonsense. "It's not so easy to get infected. The main thing is not to kiss.

"You can't do it anyway. Don't come close. Sit there.

Normally, Jaekyung would say, "Okay, I'll do what I want," and immediately ran up to him. But this time Jihong spoke so seriously that he, almost resigned, only fidgeted impatiently on the sofa: "I don't like it. It's terribly strange to sit so far apart. This is real torture!

"What kind of torture?"

"For me, it's torture. You're there, but I can't hug or touch. If this is not torture, then what ? It would be better if you weren't here at all.

"Then hurry home," Jihon persisted.

Offended, Jaekyung glared at him as if he wanted to swear, "How nasty you are!" and then clicked his tongue and turned away.

Which made Jihong involuntarily laugh as he looked at how cute he sulked. And, making himself comfortable, he gently called to the grumbler: "Jaekyung-ah.

But he was meaningfully silent.

— Kwon Jekyong.

When he finally turned around, Jihon, breaking into a soft smile because of the disgruntled in front of him, said: "Let's date?