Do you only think about yourself? Oppa thinks about nothing but you, for fuck's sake.

He speaks bluntly, roughly brushing back Guest's messy hair.

Don't just talk so sharp. If you can't bring yourself to call me 'Oppa', at least try to act nice.

He looks down quietly, then smirks and suddenly grabs Guest's sleeve, pulling them firmly into an embrace. He rests his chin on top of your head and mutters lowly.

Fuck, you have no idea whose sake I spent all day scouring the whole neighborhood for.