"Too Cute to Handle
"Your voice sounds familiar… and your face too.
But I can't remember—hmm, I don't know…"
"Damn!" he suddenly exclaimed.
"Did I lose part of my memory when I hit my head against your chest?"
"Maybe my memory is slowly disappearing completely…" Han continued, making an exaggerated sad face.
Jin and Smart immediately smiled when they saw Han's cute expression.
Dex stepped a little closer, his deep voice smooth and relaxed.
"So… do you feel like hitting your head against my chest one more time?
Maybe your memory will magically come back this time," he said lightly.
"What do you think?"
"Dex, what are you doing? Leave Han alone. Don't start with your games," Jin said, shaking his head.
"Hey, he might be right!" Han said dramatically.
"Maybe that's exactly what I need."
He quickly got to his feet.
"Come on, get up! Let's recreate the scene!"
Dex grabbed his hand and pulled him back down into the chair.
"Let's recreate it like this… sitting," he said casually.
Then he gently slipped an arm around Han's neck and guided his head against his chest — softly this time, not with force.
Han was caught completely off guard, unprepared, and for a second he didn't even react.
His head was now resting against Dex's chest, and he could feel every beat of his heart against him.
Dex kept his hands around his head, not harshly — just firm enough so he wouldn't pull away.
And in that moment, something strange stirred inside him.
An unfamiliar emotion.
Something he couldn't quite name… and didn't fully understand.
Smart smiled at the scene he was watching and immediately nudged Jin with his elbow.
He leaned closer and whispered,
"Your friend is really cool!
He sure knows how to shut Han up… at least for a few seconds," Smart chuckled under his breath.
Jin grabbed Smart's hand and pressed it firmly under the table, a mischievous, slightly annoyed smile on his face.
"Mmmm… so cool and so defiant," he murmured.
Dex—what the hell are you planning in that dirty little mind of yours?
What was that whole scene just now?
Fuck… don't push it any further, Jin thought, and unconsciously clenched his teeth, pressing Smart's hand under the table.
"Bubu… are you trying to break my hand?" Smart's low voice whispered in his ear.
He immediately loosened his grip a little, then gently caressed his hand with his fingers.
Han snapped back to reality and immediately shoved Dex with his hands.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?
How dare you?"
Dex stayed silent, thinking Han might be feeling embarrassed.
Han took a deep breath and spoke again.
"You didn't give me any time to get ready for the scene.
Why was it like that?
Come on, get up—let me show you how the real scene went.
We have to do it standing."
Dex couldn't believe he was being ordered around by a spoiled little kid.
And yet… he was still enjoying the whole situation.
Especially the fact that Han really was such a cute, naive baby.
"Dex—what are you waiting for?
Get up, let's do the scene.
Can't you see my memory still hasn't kicked in yet? Come on."
Dex stood up immediately, his height casting a shadow over Han.
"Ugh… why are you so tall?
Now I feel like the shortest person in the world," Han said, scratching the back of his head.
Dex smiled, charmed by Han's behavior.
It was a type of behavior he had never encountered before, and yet it fascinated him… and he liked it.
Jin noticed the look Dex was giving Han and immediately wanted to stop the scene.
"Han—sit back down quickly," Jin said sharply, and Han obeyed immediately.
Then Jin's gaze returned to Dex.
"I said, enough teasing Han—enough."
Jin tried to give Dex signals to stop with his actions, but Dex was having fun and had no intention of stopping.
As soon as Dex started to argue with Jin, a few girls holding books and photos jumped in.
"Hey Dex!" they called out, excited.
Han opened his eyes wide and looked at them curiously, not knowing what they wanted.
The girls were smiling, their faces glowing like they were meeting the prince of their dreams.
"We're your fans," they said. "Can we get your autograph, please?"
Autograph? Fans?
What does that even mean? Han muttered to himself, staring at them in disbelief.
"Ah, poor girls… they probably mistook him for some celebrity.
I mean, fine — they got confused. It happens. But why is he actually acting like some kind of idol?
He really must love himself.
And with those tattoos? Please… he probably thinks he's something special, like every girl is supposed to lose her mind over him.
Yeah. That's definitely it," Han muttered — just loud enough for everyone to hear.
"What exactly are you doubting?" Dex asked, a hint of irony in his laugh.
"That I might actually be someone? Or that girls go crazy over me?
You don't believe either one… right?"
"Haha, are you serious?" Han burst out laughing.
"If you really are some famous guy, I'll be your bodyguard every single day until you fall asleep — for a week… no, no, make that a month," he added, clearly teasing.
"Han, what the hell are you saying? Stop. Don't talk anymore," Smart snapped.
But Han didn't listen at all.
"Alright then, is that your final word?" Dex said.
"Yes, it is," Han replied confidently.
"Hey, Dex… stop.
Don't play around," Jin said sharply.
"Han is just joking."
"Joking? What joke?!"
"I'm telling the truth.
I mean it.
I'll be your bodyguard and go everywhere with you.
One month, I said. Don't make me turn it into two. Do you hear me?" Han kept talking without stopping.
Damn it… why is this kid so naive?
I'm trying to stop Dex from this, and he keeps adding more fuel to the fire.
Part of me wants to just let him deal with the consequences of his own actions… Jin thought.
.
Dex smirked, then turned to the girls and started signing autographs.,
In a low voice, he said to Han,
"Put the cap on my head. Now — quickly."
Look at him… look how he gives orders, like he's actually important.
Fine then, let's grant the VIP his wish.
Han took the cap and placed it on his head.
"There. The cap is on.
Any more orders, Mr. VIP?" Han asked, teasing him.
After the girls thanked him and took a few pics, they walked away happily, talking to each other about Dex.
Then a few more girls showed up after hearing that Dex was at the café.
This time, Han found it a little strange, but he still kept calm.
But when even more people started coming, he began to get irritated and immediately leaned closer to Smart, asking quietly.
Did I mess up by speaking earlier or what?
Smart frowned slightly.
"You made a big mistake.
He's the rapper… Dex.
I guess you know him."
"What… fuck… really?" he turned his eyes toward Dex, studying him carefully.
"But now… what should I do?
Should I just leave?
What do you think?" he asked Smart.
"You're not going anywhere!" Dex said sharply.
"Hey, Dex!" Jin called out sharply.
Dex shot him a look, like to say,
"Leave me alone!"
Damn… this one's not backing down easily, Jin thought.
😀
Han turned his head, looked him in the eyes, and spoke immediately.
"Are you… Dex? The rapper?"
"Mmm, yep. Believe it now?" Dex replied instantly, lighting another cigarette.
Han tried to ease the situation, making sure Dex didn't take the promise part too seriously.
With that cap and your hair hanging over your eyes… how was I supposed to know it was you?
You looked like some criminal hiding from the cops!"
He grabbed the cap again and pulled it off to get a better look.
"Let me see one more time so I can believe it," he said calmly.
Dex just grinned at his actions and didn't stop him.
Han reached out and pushed Dex's hair back a little, just enough to see his face clearly.
It was something Dex never expected.
His eyes were free, and now Han could look him straight in the eyes!
"Ah, now I can see you properly," Han said with a grin.
"You've changed a lot.
You didn't have this many tattoos before… and this one on your neck?
Did you get it recently?"
Dex got lost in Han's gaze, not hearing a single word he was saying.
His thoughts started racing, and the only thing spinning in his mind was:
"This guy is… damn cute."
Too bad he's way too young to be mine."
Han — "What's with this behavior?
You planning to drive me crazy today, huh?"
"Go on, Han, apologize to Dex for your attitude earlier and for what you're doing now," Smart ordered.
"Why should I apologize?
I didn't do anything wrong.
It's not my fault this guy walks around like a robot and bumps into people," Han said, not even looking Dex in the eyes.
Dex watched him with a smirk, finding his behavior so amusing.
It only made him more curious and eager to tease him even more.
He'd never met anyone who spoke to him like this before, and it intrigued him even more.
Han — "I swear, you're giving me a headache.
I need a pill right now…
Jin… get me a pill."
"Babe… calm down," Jin said.
"Why do you have a headache?"
"Because of this spoiled kid.
"He's been driving me crazy all day with his talking," Smart complained immediately, and took a sip of his warm chocolate.
Jin saw the chocolate on Smart's lips and immediately reached to wipe it, but Smart leaned back slightly, embarrassed.
"What are you doing in front of everyone?" Smart asked.
"I don't care about other people," Jin replied, looking him in the eyes.
"Be careful with your behavior in public — someone might recognize you. Act mature."
Smart reached out toward Jin's back, pulled the hoodie over his head, and then put the sunglasses on him.
"Now that you've got me masked and no one can recognize me, shall we continue where we left off?" Jin smiled, taking a napkin to gently wipe his lips.
"Hey, we're still right here in front of you," Han said, winking.
"I don't mind — go ahead.
We're used to scenes like this," Dex said, including Jin in the remark.
Smart opened his eyes and turned his head toward Jin, then directly to Dex.
"You're used to this? How?"
Jin lowered his sunglasses just enough to peek at Dex's eyes and gestured for him to shut his big mouth.
"Oh, I meant myself.
I'm used to scenes like this, especially on tour in Europe.
Couples everywhere, standing close without a care who's around."
"Ah," Smart said, feeling a bit relaxed as his mind immediately went to Jin.
Han glanced from the corner of his eye and whispered, "What a wild one!"
Dex overheard and stepped a little closer.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing!
Just normal stuff in Europe, right?"
"Hey Dex," came the voices of some other girls who had spotted him, running straight over.
"Please—can we take a photo with you?"
Damn, so many fans.
These girls are dying over that tattooed, ripped body…
Maybe I should actually be his bodyguard—stand here and benefit from his fame?
And the line of girls would be long for me too—what a genius idea, he thought, but quickly shook off the thought as Dex's voice interrupted.
"Han—where's the cap? Put it on now, quickly!"
Han immediately placed the cap on him, jumped to his feet, and headed straight toward the girls, like a true bodyguard.
"Hey, beautiful girls, take it easy and one at a time!
We don't want anyone crushing Dex, right?
There are autographs for all of you.
Lower your voices and don't shout."
"Shh," he said, pressing a finger to his lips to get them to quiet down.
Dex couldn't hold back a laugh at how cute he looked.
He's really playing the role of a cute bodyguard, Dex thought, lightly shaking his head.
"Hey Dex, let's head out now," Jin said, noticing that a lot of people had gathered.
One of the girls turned toward Jin, staring suspiciously.
At that moment, Smart stepped in front of Jin, blocking her view.
"Why are you looking at my boyfriend?"?" he asked in a firm, authoritative voice.
Jin couldn't believe Smart's boldness.
He felt so protected and couldn't help but enjoy the moment without wanting to do anything.
He just wanted to let Smart take care of him.
"Is that Jin? The one who owns 'Deep Style'?" one girl shouted.
The other girls immediately turned and ran toward him, thrilled.
"No, that's not Jin, and please don't get too close to my boyfriend," Smart said sharply, his tone firm.
He placed his hand behind his back so Jin could grab it.
Jin took his hand, and Smart pulled him close. They started walking away as some of the girls tried to follow.
"Give me the car keys," Smart said.
Jin handed them over, and the two of them headed toward the car.
Smart opened the car door immediately, helped Jin inside, buckled his seatbelt, and then slid into the driver's seat, warning the girls not to take any photos.
Jin followed his every move through his hidden gaze beneath his sunglasses.
He was already seeing someone—so strong, sexy, and cool.
The way Smart carried himself hit him differently.
"My babe… I just want to go wild with you right now,
forget the world even exists," Jin thought, feeling his excitement spike.
As soon as Smart slid into the driver's seat, Jin turned toward him, his voice low and teasing:
"With the way you're acting… you're setting every cell in me on fire."
Smart smiled.
"If you like this side of me, then I'll do it often…
keep you burning all the time."
He pressed the gas, and the car shot forward.
✧
Meanwhile, Han was trying to keep Dex safe from the crowd of girls who seemed desperate to touch him at every chance.
"Damn it," he muttered.
"What am I even supposed to do now?
And why didn't you cover yourself better?" he asked Dex.
Dex met his gaze.
"I was masked… but a spoiled kid spotted me," he said, nodding at Han, who had taken off his cap.
"Ah, so it's my fault, huh?
If you'd told me who you were from the start, I wouldn't have touched your cap," Han replied without missing a beat.
Han took a deep breath, paused for a few seconds, and then raised his voice slightly.
"Girls… could you please give us some space?"
He grabbed Dex's hand and pulled him forward, keeping him close and in control.
"Stay in front of me," he whispered.
"Oh god… looks like I'm about to start playing your bodyguard," he muttered, guiding him toward the car.
"You're my bodyguard for a month now," Dex said, laughing.
"No, I'm not," Han replied, trying to wiggle out of the situation.
"What I said earlier was just a joke."
"Hmm… doesn't feel like a joke to me.
You're keeping that promise. End of story."
"I'm way too short to be your bodyguard," Han said immediately.
"Don't you see the height difference
Dex leaned in slightly and whispered,
"You're not short… I'm just taller than usual.
Anyway, I don't really need a bodyguard.
I just want you to keep your promise and stay with me,
whether it's as a bodyguard… or just as a friend."
"Damn it… why do these things always happen to me?
Why did you have to show up today?!" Han shouted, frustration bubbling up.
"Watch your tone. I'm older than you."
"One or two years older doesn't really matter," Han muttered.
"Hmm… what if I said eight years?" Dex whispered, half-teasing.
"Eight years?? You're joking, right?" Han asked, wide-eyed.
"Hmm… nope. Not joking," Dex said, locking eyes with him.
Han muttered under his breath, "What's my fault?
You don't even look thirty…
How was I supposed to know?"
"Now that you know…
what are you going to do about it?
I think you know… or should I teach you?" Dex teased.
"Alright… okay… I'm sorry for how I acted," Han muttered, voice low, almost like he was grinding his teeth.
Dex heard him, a small smirk appearing at the corner of his lips.
Han grabbed his arm and guided him into the car.
He hit the gas, and the car shot forward, racing down a road whose destination was still a mystery.
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