Chapter 33: First meeting (4)

Yohan's fingers interlaced with the hand that was obstructing his view, attempting to pry it away from his face. His voice held a note of annoyance as he spoke to the owner of the offending appendage.

"What do you mean by that? And can you please remove your hand?"

Despite Yohan's efforts, however, the large hand refused to budge. "Wow." The deep voice chuckled playfully in response, still close to Yohan's ear. "Do you really like holding my hand that much?"

Annoyed at this shameless stranger who had taken liberties with him in such a manner, Yohan couldn't help but want to bite down on the man's offending palm, even though he found himself inexplicably drawn towards this person's deep voice. On one hand he found it playful and alluring, but on the other hand, irritating and shameless.

And unable to see due to his blocking palm, Yohan became acutely aware of his surroundings through heightened senses. He could hear snippets of conversation among some men nearby, who were clearly gossiping about someone they knew.

"Even though he was the one who initially refused..."

"He said nonsense when I mentioned his interest, but his eyes never left the other person..."

"Maybe it's because people usually pursue and confess to him, so he doesn't understand that he actually... has a crush?"

"Look, even now, he's flirting with him despite not knowing each other at all."

Kane grinned wickedly at his friends while still keeping Yohan's vision obstructed. But from beneath his closed eyelids, Yohan could sense Kane's aura filled with murderous intent. He struggled to breathe under the weight of Kane's palm and became increasingly irritated by this impolite behavior.

A sudden burst of impulse overtook Yohan, causing him to sink his teeth into Kane's palm with all his might - eliciting a sharp intake of pain from the man and causing his cheeks to flush in embarrassment.

Despite Yohan's efforts to bite down harder on Kane's hand, it still refused to move from his face, as if it was a natural extension of Yohan's body. Laughter could be heard coming from the men nearby who had been gossiping earlier.

"Did you see his face turn red?"

"Maybe he has a fetish for being bitten?"

Yohan was stunned by their conversation, were they really talking about this man covering his eyes? The deep voice whispering in his ear only served to confuse him further, making everything else fade away into nothingness.

"Are you deliberately marking me to prove that I belong to you?" The voice sounded sexy and seductive, causing heat rising up into Yohan's cheeks. However, despite feeling flustered, Yohan couldn't help but wonder if this person was crazy. Who marks someone to claim them as their own? He had only bitten Kane's hand to try and get him to release his grip!

"You... do you have a brain problem?" Yohan muttered, his voice barely audible because of the hand covering his mouth.

"Yes, my problem is that my 'pomeranian' is currently marking me deeply, probably for the bite mark to last forever." The stranger's words only served to confuse Yohan further. He had no idea what a 'pomeranian' was, as his uncle had limited his access to the internet and texrbooks useless in this regard.

But he deduced it must be some sort of animal based on context clues.

Fueled by annoyance and frustration, Yohan bit down harder, until he tasting the metallic tang of blood on his tongue. He expected Kane to be angry but instead heard that seductive voice again.

"You... are so passionate about me..." Kane whispered again, his deep voice sending shivers down Yohan's spine.

This time, however, instead of feeling aroused or intrigued by the words spoken by this stranger who had taken liberties with him without consent and seemed crazy at best, Yohan felt like strangling Kane's neck for speaking such absurd things.

"Kane, that's enough." Kian's cold voice cut through the tense atmosphere.

Yohan immediately recognized Kian as the one who spoke from his cold voice.

So, this man who covered my eyes is called Kane? Yohan wondered briefly before he heard Kane whisper into his ear in a low tone, almost like a secret.

"I'll let go of my hand if you promise not to look at my brother like that again..."

"Brother...? Who....? Oh!"

Yohan remembered that Kian had mentioned earlier that one of these men was his sibling. If this Kane turned out to be his brother... Does this mean that the brother I can't look is that man, the living refrigerator?

"Alright then..." Yohan replied in a pleading tone. "Please let go of your hand."

But Kane wasn't done with his teasing yet. "Say it again but add 'darling' at the end~"

Yohan felt like he was losing his mind, this man knew how to push his buttons and provoke him more than Yoh, who had tormented him for years. He could hear the murmurs of Kane's group nearby.

"You're a freak..."

"How disgusting..."

"He's so dumb when he has his first crush."

Yohan felt dizzy with everything that was happening until another hand reached out to help remove Kane's hand from his face. When he finally opened his eyes, Kian's face came into view, he felt moved and stared at him for a long moment with an admiring gaze.

'Brother refrigerator...' Yohan thought gratefully. 'You're the best...'