My brother is an Idol

Chapter 32: Story 3: Operation “Save the Group!” Chapter 32
Story 3: Operation “Save the Group!”

Chapter 32

Hyunsuk replied to Jiwoo, “Well, I don’t know. By the way, how do you feel about changing your phone number?”

“Changing it?”

“Yeah, just cancel your current number and get a new one.”

“Oh, that’s a really good idea.”

“And if…”

“If what?”

“If Myunghee calls you again on your new number, it would mean that someone is providing our information to her. It could be one of us… or your family… or even our own CEO. Anyway, we will be able to narrow things down if that happens.”

“Ok. Then I will go right now to get a new number. Oh man, I still have two months of payments left on this contract… I’m gonna have to pay the penalty for canceling it early.”

“Oh well. I will see you later.”

After Jiwoo left, the house became quiet.

Hyunsuk quietly went in front of Hyojun’s room and listened in through the door. There was loud music coming from it, which meant that Hyojun was probably listening to music in his bed because he was stressed. Hyunsuk then went to the window to look out at the garden. Kiwook was busy fighting the punching bag.

When he was certain he was alone, Hyunsuk made a call.

“Hello. Yes, it’s me.”

Looking serious, he listened to the phone for a while before replying with orders.

“Please look into this girl named Myunghee Shin. Also, find out how she got Jiwoo’s phone number. Everything on my end is going well, so don’t worry. A report will be sent to you shortly. I will organize the strategic data and send them to you as well. Oh, and before we officially return to the stage, we will have to do something big. Maybe a concert? Or something similar would be good. The only thing is that you have to make it sound like the group has no choice but to do it. And… are you in good control over our CEO? Good. You can even steal his phone so that there can be no communication between the group and him. Please make it happen.”

Hyunsuk was on his phone for a long time, and when he suddenly heard the door open, he flinched. He turned around and realized that it was Kiwook leaving the house through the gate.

Hyunsuk said on the phone, “Please make sure you work fast and quietly.”

Kiwook was frustrated with the whole situation and hitting the punching bag wasn’t helping. He needed some fresh air, so he decided to go for a walk.

Kiwook thought to himself, ‘I’m such an idiot. I’m useless.’

He had been feeling this way for a long time.

‘In the end, I made Hyoyoung take care of everything. Even my own mess.’

Kiwook felt awful that Hyoyoung had to do this. She was probably in a random PC room typing away, and he was ashamed that he wasn’t taking care of her as he should.

He stood in the corner and waited for her, and after a long while, he heard her.

“Oppa!”

It was Hyoyoung.

She waved at him happily, but suddenly, Kiwook froze.

There was a motorcycle heading right at her.

Hyoyoung was going to get hurt!

Without even thinking, Kiwook ran towards her and jumped in front of the motorcycle without hesitation.

“GYAAAA!”

***

Kiwook kept reassuring her that he was ok, but Hyoyoung couldn’t stop crying.

The driver of the motorcycle was checking his cell phone and not paying attention when the accident happened. Hyoyoung ended up falling on her butt, while Kiwook got hurt. One of his arms was scraped to a point that it was bleeding heavily.

The driver, who was a middle-aged man, kept apologizing constantly. He was a deliveryman and when he felt his cell phone vibrate, he wanted to check it because he knew the street was usually deserted.

Thanks to Kiwook, Hyoyoung didn’t get injured, and even the driver wasn’t hurt too badly.

It was just Kiwook who was bleeding.

Kiwook let the driver go as Hyoyoung just stared and cried. Kiwook tried to comfort her.

“Are you ok? You must be in shock.”

“I’m fine… but you…”

Hyoyoung continued to cry as she stared at his arm, which was covered in blood and dirt. Kiwook patted her head gently and replied, “It’s fine. It’s just a scrape, nothing serious.”

“Shouldn’t you go to the hospital?”

“It’s alright. I just need to go home and wash it. If I put some cream on it, it will heal.”

“Ok. Then let’s go. I will clean it for you.”

“Well, at least one good thing came out of this.”

“What?”

“You are talking more freely to me, so I’m glad. I’ve been waiting for you to be more comfortable around me.”

“Oh, it’s because…”

“Well, I like it. I’m glad this happened.”

“What?! You’re so weird!”

“By the way, are you ok? You fell too, didn’t you?”

“I’m fine, I just fell on my butt, that’s all. Let’s hurry up and get inside. Your wound needs to get cleaned right away or else it’s going to get infected.”

“You need to stop crying first. People are going to think someone died!”

Hyoyoung quickly wiped her tears and took another look at Kiwook’s wound.

There was a large scrape from his hand to his elbow, and some of it looked deep. Kiwook limped a little as he walked, which meant that he must have injured his leg when he fell.

Jiwoo and Hyunsuk were exercising in the garden when Kiwook and Hyoyoung walked in. They took one look at the bloodied Kiwook and exclaimed in shock.

“What happened?”

“We heard a loud noise outside just now! Was that you? Did you get into an accident?”

“Shouldn’t you go to the hospital?”

As Jiwoo and Hyunsuk began to panic, Hyoyoung explained, “A motorcycle came out of nowhere in the alley and Kiwook Oppa jumped in front of me to save me. I’m fine, but Oppa got hurt.”

Kiwook replied calmly, “I’m fine. I just need to put some medicine on it.”

Hyoyoung took Kiwook inside to the washroom and grabbed the emergency kit.

“Oppa, come here and sit! We need to wash the wound first!”

Kiwook sat on the edge of the bathtub as Hyoyoung slowly poured water on his wound to clean it.

“Let’s just clean the dirt off first, and then wash it again with some saline.”

“I am in your hands, Dr. Hyoyoung.”

“Fine, fine. You are the patient, so just relax.”

“How can I relax when you are standing right in front of me? That’s impossible.”

“Gosh, you must be fine if you can still joke about something like this.”

Hyoyoung felt awful and thankful at the same time. She gently cleaned his injury when suddenly Kiwook whispered to her, “My heart is beating really fast. Can you hear it?”

“Why? What are you talking about?”

“Well… it’s because you are touching me right now. I can’t help feeling this way.”