There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 772

Chapter 772: Side Story 4. Endless Journey - 55

Thankfully, the fever went down considerably after Byul ate all the food he had ordered from Kar. Even while feeling sluggish, the meal tasted delicious--maybe even more delicious than before?

How could that be?

"Is the taste alright?" Kar asked.

"Mm!" Byul exclaimed while biting the spoon--even the leftover tasted good. Maybe because it was made just for him?

"That’s a relief," Kar smiled and brushed the curly fringe away so he could touch Byul’s forehead. "You’re fever is down now."

"Because I sweated a lot," Byul grinned shyly. "Oh, I should take a shower!"

"Won’t your fever return if you do?" Kar frowned. "Just wipe your body and change your clothes."

Byul shook his head and shuddered in disgust. "No, I feel gross!" he got up and puffed his cheeks, returning the snack plate to the sink. "I’m just going to take a quick warm bath, okay?"

"Hmm..."

Looking at the skeptical esper, Byul laughed and flicked the furrowed brows. "Pfft--it’s not like I’m actually ill, Hyung. Don’t tell me you’re going to watch me shower out of worry?"

Kar tilted his head and stroked his chin in contemplation. "Should I?"

"W-what?" Byul stepped back in flusters; he suddenly wanted to smack his own mouth that spoke without thinking while he ran back to his bedroom. "No!"

The esper smirked and got up, chasing the escaping actor with calm, long strides. "Don’t run."

"It’s because of you!"

"How can an actor be flustered because of something like that?"

"T-that’s different!" Byul turned around and pursed his lips, hiding behind his bedroom door. "Just so you know, I won’t be reacting like this if it’s someone else!"

"Really?" Kar stopped at the door and leaned against the frame. "What about Asa?"

Byul tilted his head. "What about him? Asa Hyung is not you?"

"...yeah," Kar chuckled, holding the door as he leaned down and kissed the innocent lips. "I guess it’s my honor, then."

"Uhh..."

How could Byul keep holding the door between them if Kar acted this sweetly? He was already so sweet and kind before, but...it was like he became several times sweeter than before--it was maddening! Byul worried he would catch a fever every time his hyung did something.

Oh. His Hyung...

Could he call Kar that? His?

Byul was drowned in his own thought that he didn’t even realize Kar already entered the bedroom. Before he knew it, the esper was already looming in front of him, playing with his curls. "Are you still going to be busy after this?"

"Aside from going to classes, I have promotions for the drama," Byul replied in a slight daze, cheeks heating up from the occasional touch on his temple. "Why...Hyung?"

"If you have some time to spare..." Kar’s hand slid down along Byul’s arm and held the younger’s hand, bringing it to his lips. "Would you like to go on a date with me?"

What the hell? What the hell?! Byul had to bite his lips to prevent any scream from slipping out as the blue and amber stared at him; the same gaze he remembered from last night. While he tried not to scream, he couldn’t prevent the intense blush spreading across his cheeks.

"Y-yeah..." Byul lowered his head as he stuttered. "I’ll...I’ll tell you if I have a day off..."

"But don’t force yourself to make time, okay?" Kar cupped the younger’s face and returned the black eyes to him. "I don’t want you to exhaust yourself and get sick."

Byul couldn’t quite decide if he wanted to scream of melt to the ground--but he managed to nod, at least. "T-then...I’ll have that shower now!"

"Be careful and stay warm," Kar smiled and let go of the younger’s hand. Well, he didn’t want Byul to catch a fever again. "I’ll have warm ginger milk ready after you finish."

Byul perked up at the mention of his second favorite drink and nodded before running to the bathroom. "Okay!"

Well...it seemed like it was okay to call Kar his hyung.

* * *

A date...Byul only thought it was a pipe dream before, as Kar left to climb the Tower for who knew how long. He had fantasized about it sometimes or when he had to act in his drama. Funnily enough, once he did it, Byul couldn’t remember any of his fantasy.

Well, in the first place, Byul never fantasized about being flown with a helicopter that his hyung piloted himself. Being aware of their limitation, Kar brought him to a place that not many people knew, somewhere with an incredible view where they have a picnic--of course, with Kar’s homemade food.

He also never imagined going around the city on a motorcycle, feeling the wind against his body while hugging his hyung tightly. Oh, what a dream!

Of course, they also did normal stuff like going to the movie theatre and visiting the cafes that Kar had missed for the past four years, but since it was too public, they had to act like two childhood friends hanging out together. It felt less like a date; Byul honestly preferred to spend time at home instead, watching movies or just talking about nothing and everything.

The downside about that was...it got harder to keep his heart from palpitating and his face from reddening. At home, his hyung was truly, truly sweet. It was like he took revenge on the time they couldn’t show intimacy in public. Kar would pull Byul onto his lap or lay on Byul’s thigh.

Sometimes, he would even sneak to Byul’s bed and slept while hugging the actor--usually after returning from dungeon raids.

No matter what, that winter was full of bliss and warmth for Byul. And apparently, it was very visible to the people around him.

"You look brighter these days," his manager said one early spring day when he was visiting her office after the closing party for his drama. "I mean, you always looked cheerful, but you’ve been in such a good mood the whole winter."

"Really?" Byul tilted his head. He didn’t particularly feel he was acting differently, but...it was true that he was much happier than usual.

"Wait--don’t tell me..."

She suddenly narrowed her eyes and leaned forward, looking at Byul closely. Unconsciously, Byul stuttered in response. "W-what?"

Instead of answering, she looked around her office, proceeded to lock her office door, and closed her blinds. "Byul, be honest with me," she grabbed Byul’s shoulder next.