I FINALLY got rid of those pills.
Garam had been taking the miracle pills diligently ever since Song Sihyuk sent them to him four years ago.
Take one pill once a day.
That’s it.
That was what he had been doing for the last four years, and nothing had changed much about him.
I do regular check-ups, so I know that my body is healthy.
However, there was just one thing that frustrated him about his body.
I want to bulk up, but I can’t even gain noticeable muscle mass.
Of course, he consulted experts since he really wanted to have a bigger and stronger body. But all of them said the sa thing: genetics.’
Apparently, Garam had a higher tabolism than average people.
And, still according to the experts, his body type made it more challenging for him to gain muscle mass.
But he didn’t want to lose hope.
Actually, he thought he would bulk up while he was in the military— but he remained the sa no matter how hard he worked or how much he ate.
Hence, he sought an expert again.
This ti, he got a different response.
Hormonal imbalance.
Apparently, he had low testosterone levels that affected his muscle growth.
That hormonal imbalance was probably caused by the miracle pills.
Maybe it’s finally working on my body after four years.
Or perhaps, the miracle pills had always been the reason for his failure to gain more muscle mass. He just didn’t think of it since he had a natural fast tabolism even before he started taking those pills.
Haaah.
Well, it’s on since I accepted this deal five years ago.
He had already sold his body to Song Sihyuk.
However, he felt relieved when he sent all the bottles of miracle pills to his contract husband’s old address.
And, in his heart...
"I wish you were really cheating on , Sihyuk Hyung," Garam whispered to himself. "It’s about ti for us to end this nonsense marriage."
***
"SNITCH."
"Crybaby."
"When did I cry?"
"We share the sa room. Do you think I don’t hear you cry yourself to sleep?"
"B-But don’t you wear noise-cancelling headphones or whatever they’re called?"
"You’re a loud crier, idiot."
"Yah."
Garam smiled while watching and listening to Finn and Lee Eunsang fight.
The two were in the dining hall while having breakfast (and bickering), so the maknaes hadn’t noticed him yet.
After all, he entered the dining hall quietly.
"Are you done fighting, kids?"
Finn and Lee Eunsang turned to Garam, and then gasped. "Hyung...!"
"No need to stand up," Garam said, joining the two maknaes at the table after making a cup of coffee for himself. "Eunsang-ah, I know that you’re a strong person. But that doesn’t an you should keep all your problems to yourself, especially if they affect our group."
Guilt imdiately crossed Lee Eunsang’s face. "I’m really sorry, Hyung."
"I didn’t say that for you to apologize," Garam said gently. "I just wanted to remind you that you can rely on us. We’re a team, after all."
"Yes, Hyung," Lee Eunsang said, nodding. "I’ll keep that in mind."
"Good. Do you have a shoot later?"
"Yes, Hyung. I actually have a scene with Hyunju Hyung this ti."
"Alright. If the atmosphere in the set is horrible because of my confrontation with Oh Hyunju, call ."
"But what if you get on Hyunju Hyung’s bad side, Garam Hyung?" Lee Eunsang asked worriedly. "I don’t want him to target you, too..."
"I can take care of myself, Eunsang-ah."
"Just trust Garam Hyung," Finn said, smacking Lee Eunsang on the back. "Garam Hyung is smarter than you anyway."
"Yah!" Lee Eunsang glared at Finn. "What does my intellect have to do with this?"
Pfft.
Garam just smiled while watching Finn and Lee Eunsang bicker again.
My dongsaengs are so cute.
***
"HYUUUNG!"
Garam chuckled when Kwon Jigu, the third oldest mber of their group, called him in a slightly cracked voice as if he were about to cry.
Fortunately, his dongsaeng arrived after he had finished his workout routine.
Yes, they were in the gym.
Garam had just finished running on the treadmill when Kwon Jigu arrived.
This kid has gotten more muscular... I’m so jealous.
"I hurried back to our dorm as soon as I finished filming, but you weren’t there when I got ho," Kwon Jigu said, clinging to Garam’s arm. "I’m glad I caught you here."
"Oh, were you looking for ?" Garam asked. "Do you need for sothing?"
"I just feel bad that I wasn’t able to help Eunsang when I’m the oldest after you and Hanseong Hyung," Kwon Jigu said in a sad voice. "Our Eunsang asked to trust him and not tell you about his struggle, Hyung. I shouldn’t have listened to him. And I should have acted like a proper hyung. But I’m still as cowardly as ever..."
"Jigu-ya, don’t say that. I’m sure Eunsang appreciates the fact that you respected his decision," Garam said, consoling his dongsaeng. "But if you want to make it up to Eunsang, then should we send him a food truck? After all, he’s working hard filming."
Kwon Jigu’s face bead, and then he nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, Hyung!"
***
IT HAD been a long day for Garam.
After hitting the gym, he reached out to a famous café and arranged for a food truck to be sent to Lee Eunsang’s filming location. But he and Kwon Jigu wanted to surprise Lee Eunsang, so they contacted Shin Junho, their manager, and shared the plan with him.
Of course, the food truck was sent under their group na Victorious Boyfriends.
If only my na and Kwon Jigu’s na were put on the banners, then it will surely create an issue within the fandom.
Solo fans could be wild and an, after all.
Garam was planning to play a ga all night, but when he grabbed his phone, he suddenly got a call from Lee Eunsang.
Ah, the food truck has probably arrived at the set.
"Eunsang-ah, did the food truck arrive—"
"Hyung, everyone here is acting weird!"
Garam knitted his eyebrows, already worried about their maknae. "So, did their bullying worsen?"
"It’s the opposite, Hyung— everyone, including the director, apologized to !"
***
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