Raising a Newbie and changing it [BL]

"What, what's with your face? What's the problem?”

"I tried to bake it, but...….”

"No, what... ....”

Sung Cha-hyun blinked. It was the first time that anyone who only uses chopsticks because he can't grill meat said he wants to.

"You're afraid I can't bake it? I'm good at baking."

"That's right, you'll be good at baking....”

What, what is it? When Sung Cha-hyun stared at Choi Soo-bin's face, he waved his hand. Then he soon put his chin in the back of his hands. There was still a look of sorrow on his innocent face. As a child, he boasted of his ever-changing sensibility. Sung Cha-hyun rubbed his back neck and put it on the grill from the end. The delicious smell of meat ripening with teeth and smoke tickled the tip of my nose.

Choi Soo-bin ate meat well in a blessed and pretty way, as if the saying that she eats meat well was not a lie. My brother also made me a wrap, saying, "I don't think I ate a few pieces of meat." I tried to refuse, but the effort I put in here and there was a real take. Everything in this store is good, but the garlic was too spicy. The natural phenomenon moistened the eyes. Choi Soo-bin laughed. His face was flushed, perhaps because he was drunk.

"Is my cheap ssam that delicious?"

I couldn't say that garlic is spicy because there is a wrap in my mouth. I just nodded roughly. Choi Soo-bin smiled beautifully. Then I got excited and started making a bigger ssam than before.

"It's because it's wrapped in love."

Your love is a little... Too much. It's a little spicy.

To avoid Choi's hot love, Sung filled Choi's glass with empty glasses. Choi Su-bin smiled brightly and drank it well. Not anymore, I can't drink anymore. There was no such rejection. Empty bottles of liquor lined the table. You said you drink moderately, but you did. Sung Cha-hyun smiled with satisfaction as he watched his partner healer, who was a good drinker.

Before I knew it, I almost ran out of beef that had been on the wooden board. Sung Cha-hyun carried the well-done beef over Choi Soo-bin's bowl.

"Do you want some more?"

"No...", it's okay."

Not exactly, it's okay. It was a near pronunciation. Sung Cha-hyun blinked. Choi Soo-bin's pretty black eyes were slightly loosened. Instinctively, and from years of drinking experience, I could tell.

Son of a... I'm in trouble!

Sung Cha-hyun calmly put the tongs and scissors down on the table. And Choi Su-bin carefully wrapped the wrap and handed it over. Choi swung her hand a little and grabbed her wrist holding a ssam. Choi's eyes were moistened with alcohol. Very innocent. Sung clenched his teeth and turned his head.

"Hyung..."

"Yes, I'll have this for now."

"Chahyun...".”

"Yes, I'll answer you if you eat this.”

Choi Soo-bin pulled Sung Cha-hyun's arm and put a ssam in his mouth. While Choi was chewing on the ssam, Sung strode to the counter, taking his wallet out of the back pocket of his pants. The staff pretended to know.

"Oh, are you finished?”

"Yes, I'll pay first."

"Oh, you don't have to pay.”

"Yes?"

"I've already paid for it's over.”

"Yes? Who?"

The staff glanced at the back of Choi Soo-bin, who was sitting with her back erect even though she was drunk, and whispered.

"The other customer has left his card. When you come to pay, you tell me to pay with my credit card..”

"Yes?"

Did you leave your card when you woke up from the bathroom? Sung Cha-hyun looked at the employee with a subtle look. The employee covered his mouth and laughed and handed over the receipt and Choi Soo-bin's credit card.

"You really get along."

"......Oh, yes. What...."

Sung Cha-hyun replied hesitantly. As he slowly approached the table, Choi Soo-bin looked at Sung Cha-hyun with hazy eyes. You needless nimble... Sung opened his eyes thinly and handed over a long padded jacket hanging behind Choi's chair. He smiled brightly.

"Hyung..."

"Get up, you gotta go home."

"Yes......."

"I'll call you a taxi. Where's your house? Tell me your home address."

"Yes..."

Turned on the taxi application and asked for his address several times, but Choi just sat with her back erect and murmured. The drunk man had a dirty posture. Sung made eye contact with Choi Soo-bin, who swept her hair back and sat with her knees bent.

"Subin, where are you at home?"

"...Chahyun....”

"Yes, Subin. Where are you in Seongbuk-gu, Seoul?"

"I... I practiced...….”

"Oh, yeah. What dong is Seongbuk-gu?"

"Grilling meat...….”

"What?"

"But you're... you're so good at grilling...….”

Then he bowed his head and stumbled. Sung Cha-hyun urgently supported his head. The red-hot face was hot, and the black hair was soft. I can hear a little breath, so... He didn't seem to have collapsed or done anything because of acute alcoholism. Is he sleeping?

It's better because he's not drunk and he'sir. It would have been better if you could have told me your home address and slept. Sung Cha-hyun rummaged through Choi Soo-bin's long padded jacket pocket and took out his cell phone. As expected, the password was on the line. He let out a long sigh and swept over his hair.

If he were his colleague, he would have thrown it away on the street, but Choi had some responsibility for getting this drunk. Didn't you keep pouring alcohol to avoid his spicy love? No, but if he thinks it's dangerous, he should say no...It's too late to regret now.

Sung Cha-hyun set up his destination as his own room and called a taxi. After confirming that the taxi was allocated, he called Choi Soo-bin's name quietly.

"Subin."

There was no answer. It seemed to be deep asleep. 쯧, kicked his tongue and tied both sleeves of the long padded jacket to Choi's neck. Then, Choi Soo-bin's arm was put on his shoulder and raised from his seat. It was heavy, but much better than when I moved a 100-kilogram physical education and club member. The employee approached me with his mouth shut.

"Oh, are you drunk?”

"Yes, a little."

"Do you want me to call you a taxi?"

"No, I'm fine. I called."

"That's a relief. Go home safely."

Sung Cha-hyun nodded roughly and stepped out of the door opened by the employee. A cold night breeze brushed my cheek. Choi Soo-bin's soft hair tickled her cheeks and neck. Bread, the claption rang. A taxi was waiting on the road in front of the store. When I opened the rear door and pushed in the sobbing Choi Soo-bin, the taxi driver clicked his tongue.

"No, how much alcohol did you drink to make him lose his senses?”

"You've had some."

"I'm glad one of you is fine. You're the one who called the taxi, right?

"Yes, that's right."

The taxi started smoothly when it was closed because it was stuck in a narrow seat. A street lamp passed over the taxi window.

Choi Soo-bin's back and waist were supported and seated properly. Choi Soo-bin frowned and then bowed Pick's head. A little more twist and I thought I'd hit my head against the window.

Sung Cha-hyun sat close and gently pulled Choi Soo-bin's head. A warm cheek touched my shoulder. Slowly swept away the soft hair. Maybe it's a little more comfortable, but my pretty face is soft.

Sung Cha-hyun threw his eyes into the window. Somehow I felt strange.

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Sung opened his eyes thinly and looked at the distant stairs. It was the first time for him to climb the stairs carrying a drunken man on his own. It has been several times that he put his drunk motive to bed in his own room, but at that time, there was someone who moved him with him.

Sung Cha-hyun muttered to Choi Soo-bin, who leaned completely on him.

"Would you like to get up soon? Huh?"

Of course there was no answer. You two only drank five bottles, and you fell down, you weak bastard, how could you run the SHINHWA RADE engineering college of engineering?......he breathed a long sigh. I couldn't even lift my arms or carry her because I couldn't keep my head up.

Sung Cha-hyun took care of Choi Soo-bin's limp body and climbed the stairs holding her arms over her waist and shoulders. Sweat dripped as it came up to the second floor. Choi Soo-bin's legs were unnecessarily long, so she kept tripping on the stairs. I had to care more about the ship than the little one.

It's really good to get it to the second floor of your room. You did so well. If it were on the fifth floor, it would have abandoned Choi Soo-bin and went into the water.

Beep beep, boom!

He pressed the front door password and kicked the door as soon as the lock was released. When I turned on the light and sat Choi Soo-bin on the front door's chin, he looked uncomfortable and bowed his head down. Sung Cha-hyun also sat in a squatting, frowning, taking off Choi's sneakers. He also untied the sleeves of his long padded jacket that was tied around his neck. My feet sank in the cold.

"Stay with it, you little bastard."

“…….”

I couldn't possibly put Choi to sleep on the porch. What if you catch a cold while putting them to sleep at the front door? Then you can't go to Reid. Healjulang hasn't even cleared the last ten steps yet.

It was a game-oriented way of thinking, but just thinking about it, "I caught a cold. Why? Because I put the kid who bought me Korean beef to sleep on the floor." If he said this, it would be a rare waste. Even if you think of Sung Cha-hyun without a conscience, that's a little... He was severely unscrupulous.

Choi Soo-bin huddled up to see if it was cold. Sung Cha-hyun raised himself.

"Subin."

“…….”

I have to move him into the room. What should I do? Sung Cha-hyun stood crooked and looked at the round head of Choi Soo-bin, who gently bowed his head. If it were the other guy, he would have held one arm or hood and dragged on. But I couldn't do that when I thought of two plus Korean beef.

I... I practiced...….’

"Grilling meat...….’

Words that lingered throughout the car came to mind again. Yeah, I can't handle a kid who practices grilling for me....

He lowered his position and pushed his hand through Choi's arms. Choi Soo-bin, who is a little taller, hugged her when she forced her arms around her back and waist. Sung Cha-hyun asked for it last request.

"Subin, can't you just get up?”

The sound of an even breath echoed right in my ear. Yeah, I didn't expect it. Sung Cha-hyun frowned. Your feet will be a little drawn, but you can't help it.

I put the room behind my back and walked carefully. The bed frame touched the heel. I checked the bed with a side glance and whipped out the blanket. Then he turned around and threw Choi Soo-bin into bed. The mattress bounced off.

He pushed his legs out of bed, took off his socks, picked up a blanket that fell on the floor and covered them. Choi Soo-bin crouched as she stroked her soft hair.

With Choi Soo-bin lying down roughly, Sung came out. I had to go to the convenience store. Since he drank without knowing how much he could drink, it was obvious that he would suffer from a hangover tomorrow. I'm going to make you some ramen.