Stepbrother

Teddy ate all of his ramen. "I've prepared this fruit salad for you just in case you were on a strict diet. I don't know what you really like to eat, so I would really appreciate it if you could at least make me a list of your favorite foods" , he remarked.

"You're right, I'm very strict about the food I eat because, as you can see, this muscle doesn't just come from eating junk food, you know," Mr. Joeng added, gesturing to his six pack. Teddy asked, "Oh, I see, so do you exercise every day?" "Not every day, but most of the time, as you can see in my room, I have a punching bag that I usually use before going to work." Teddy smiled as he added, "Oh yeah, I saw that." 

"Can I eat this fruit salad or are you going to eat it?" Teddy inquired. "It's fine, you can eat it." "This plate is already large enough for me," Mr Joeng said, looking at him. Teddy took the fruit salad and began to eat it. "By the way, sir, what kind of job do you do? I'm curious," Teddy asked, glancing at Mr Joeng. 

After Teddy asked that question, Mr. Joeng stopped eating to look at him. On the other hand, Teddy was still eating his food. As he was eating, a man came and sat towards him. He then forcefully took the plate from Teddy's hand and said, "So you are curious to know the type of job that your boss does, huh? Oh! Wait a minute, where are my manners? I should ask first: is he your boss or your boyfriend? Because the last time I checked, he liked them fragile, handsome, and cute like you", he said, staring at Teddy from head to toe while biting his lower lip.

Mr Joeng pounded the table and glared angrily at the man and added, "If you know what's good for you, Ethan, you better shut your fucking mouth and get the hell out of here."

Ethan chuckled and asked, "What?" "Are you embarrassed about the type of jobs you do, huh?" Ethan questioned, smirking as he looked at Mr Joeng. "Well, let me tell you what kind of job your boss does, my boy." "Your boss is a gold dealer; he sells gold illegally to other countries," Ethan remarked, smirking and glancing at Teddy. Teddy wasn't sure whether to sit and listen to Ethan or run away because the scenario was becoming awkward.

"He doesn't stop there; he also owns illegal casinos and is a loan shark who's also selling guns illegally and drugs to other countries. The whole mafia", Ethan said, laughing while staring at Logan, who was full of rage all over his face. "Oh, I forgot the most important part: your beloved boss is also a murderer. So you better watch yourself because not everyone survives in his hands", Ethan said, looking at Teddy. "That's enough! Get out of here, you fucking bastard, or I'll kill you", Mr. Joeng said, flinching his fists while staring hostilely at Ethan.

"You see!, I haven't said much, but he already wants to kill me", Ethan said. 

Ethan was smirking as he was eating. Teddy startled when he realized that Ethan was wearing a black glove on his left hand because he remembered what the boys he met at the restroom while he was in the club said about Mr Joeng's stepbrother. Teddy couldn't stop staring at his hand while Ethan was eating, which drew Ethan's attention.He smashed the table and choked Teddy on the neck while standing up in his chair, "What the fuck are you looking at, you moron!" "Do you feel sorry for me just because I lost my finger?" he shouted. Teddy was having trouble breathing.

Mr. Joeng took his plate that he was eating on and tossed it on Ethan, and the plate hit him in the back of the head. Ethan pushed Teddy away, causing him to fall to the ground and injure his hand. He then touched the bleeding area on the back of his head, screaming. "This boy is my guest; you better show some respect to him, otherwise..." , Logan didn't finish his sentence. 

Otherwise, what!, huh?" "What are you going to do?" Ethan asked, holding his head. "Next time, I'll cut your dick instead of your fingers," he growled, glaring angrily at Ethan. Teddy, on the other hand, remained on the floor. Mr. Joeng approached Teddy, carried him up, and made his way to his room.

As they walked, Ethan was staring at them. "What is this behavior, and why is that bastard acting like that?" "What exactly is their relationship like, and are they really fucking each other?"Ethan laughed, "Wow, this is getting interesting," he remarked, smirking while holding his head. 

While he was still standing there, a maid arrived to retrieve Teddy and Logan's dishes. "You idiot call the doctor now what are you looking at?" Didn't I tell you you shouldn't look me in the eyes? Or do you want to die?" Ethan asked as he kicked the maid in the feet.

" Please accept my apologies, sir. "I'll call the doctor right away," the maid said. Ethan yelled, threw the chairs and plates, and then went to his room. As she trembled, the maid immediately called the doctor. When she was finished, she picked up the plate shards on the floor.

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When Mr. Joeng entered his room, he threw Teddy on the floor. He then moved on to the punching bag. He struck it for over 30 minutes without using boxing gloves. "Should I step in? "This is getting out of hand; at this rate, he'll lose his hands," Teddy muttered, still sitting on the floor. "But the way he's so angry, he can even kill a person, and I don't want to be the victim" , he groaning while he was massaging his hand that got hurt. 

Mr Joeng continued to throw punches at the punching bag without pausing. He was now sweating profusely, which had made his shirt wet, and he was breathing loudly. "OK, enough, I can't watch this any longer, I'm stopping him, and if he kills me, so be it." "This is so painful to watch," Teddy muttered as he rose from the floor. 

Teddy walked towards Mr. Joeng, even though he was so scared to stop him. The situation was so terrible that he didn't want to see more of it. He didn't like Mr. Joeng that much, but watching him be like that made him sad. He approached him and hugged him in the back. "Please stop it, okay? You're hurting yourself, please", he said while giving him a back hug. Mr. Joeng was surprised because he was not expecting Teddy to do that, so he stopped.

He huffed. Teddy took his hand and pulled him to the bed. Mr. Joeng's hands were bloodied. Teddy speaking inaudibly: (Did he mean doing this awful thing when he claimed he was exercising?) Teddy looked to Mr. Joeng and inquired, "Where is your first-aid kit?"

Mr. Joeng demonstrated by pointing with his index finger. Teddy walked over to the drawer and took the kit. He then kneeled in front of Mr. Joeng to clean his wounds before wind-blowing them for a minute. Mr. Joeng's heart was racing as he stared at Teddy. He finished by bandaging both of his hands.

"It's okay for everyone to be angry; it's a natural emotion." But you can't just do this to yourself. What if you lose all of your fingers as a result of this? "At the very least, use gloves," Teddy said, staring at Logan.

For a while, they all locked gazes on one other. Teddy fell as Mr Joeng pushed him in the chest with his leg. "Who do you think you are to tell me what to do, huh?" "Do you think you're important to me just because I brought you here?" Mr Joeng asked, furrowing his brows and enlarging his eyes as he stared at Teddy.

Teddy sighed deeply before answering. "I am your creditor." I don't want you to die as a result of overexertion. So live and take care of yourself before I pay you back everything I owe you. After that, you can die. I don't want you to die and give me sleepless nights by collecting your money in my dreams. You should do it while you're still living, and then you can die afterwards."

Mr Joeng laughed as he gazed at Teddy. "Come sit here," he urged. Teddy stood up and sat next to him on bed. "So, my debtor, what should I do when I'm angry?" Because all I knew was to punch that bag. Should I punch you instead?" he asked, patting Teddy on the cheek.

Teddy exclaimed, "No!" while staring at Logan. Logan grinned. "Then you should come out with some tips, you know, or I'll die without letting you pay what you owe me," Logan said, stroking Teddy's lips and looking at him.Teddy speaking inaudibly :"I better not fall for his antics this time or he'll label me a whore again" 

"Uhm, I don't know, maybe you can try having sex with someone else when you're angry, that might help in destracting your mind," Teddy said, glancing at Mr Joeng.