Snow and Ice || 태국

Little left to the imagination

Taehyung had skipped morning classes for training. When he went back to his dorm, Nayeon was already back from class along with their two other roommates.

"I'm dying from exhaustion." When Taehyung entered the room, he tossed his bag to the side and slumped onto a chair. Nayeon saw that both the ends of his hair and his shirt were damp with sweat. Thus, she walked behind Taehyung and started kneading his shoulders. "My king, I'll massage your shoulders."

Taehyung rolled back his shoulders comfortably. "Concubine Im, you're the most thoughtful."

Jihyun was working on her assignment. When she saw Taehyung return, once again full of exhaustion, she put her assignment aside and nudged her chair toward Taehyung's direction. Holding onto the back of the chair, Jihyun looked over.

Nayeon picked up a small container from her desk. It held the local specialty that her mother had sent her—deep-fried little yellow croakers.

"My king, do you want to snack on some dried fish?" Nayeon asked.

Still holding onto the back of the chair, Jihyun laughed. She commented, "Feels like raising a cat."

The little yellow croakers in the container were fried to a golden crisp bound to yield a delightful crunch with every bite. The former was something that Taehyung could see. As for the latter, it was something he imagined. In any case, he felt his spirit-stirring as he smelt that mouth-watering aroma unique to fried food.

Gulp... He could not help swallowing a large mouthful of saliva.

His resolve was killing him!

He struggled internally for a good time, his face displaying a pained expression. Finally, he pushed the container aside silently and declared, "Concubine Im, have it to supplement your health. After all, you're carrying Zhen's dragon seed."

Jihyun was about to cringe to death from their roleplay. She remembered that Nayeon was perfectly normal when she first got to know her. After hanging out with Taehyung for this short time, this girl's character was already like this. Given an even longer time... She could not bear to imagine what Nayeon would be like!

Hyojung was hanging out her clothes on the balcony. She turned her head and asked, "Taehyung, are you planning to go back to speed skating?"

"Yup, next time, you guys can call me 'Little Ice Tyrant'."

This nickname was something that Taehyung came up with himself. He had yet to announce it. After all, his performance so far was only mediocre and could not be considered that of a "Little Ice Tyrant". The most he could be was a "Little Ice Tortoise".

Hyojung asked, "Isn't it tough pushing yourself like this every day?"

"Yeah," Jihyun nodded in agreement and continued, "and training till your figure is too muscular doesn't look good either..."

"Both of you are worrying for nothing." Nayeon seized Taehyung's chin and turned his head from side to side. "Look, look, with this face of his, does he even still need a figure?"

Taehyung was speechless. Could this even be considered praise...

He brushed Nayeon's hand away and shook his finger at Jihyun. "You're all wrong. All muscles look good. It's only fats that look terrible."

Jihyun lowered her head and stared awkwardly at her slightly protruding belly. "Can we mince our words a little, my heart hurts..."

"I said that fats look terrible, not you. As long as you get rid of it, you'll look even better! How about this, do you want to work out with me?"

Jihyun immediately swiveled her body and re-engrossed herself with her assignment. As she did so, she mumbled, "I better focus on studying so that I can earn lots and afford the best weight loss pills in the future."

Taehyung retorted, "Would you still need to lose weight if you're earning so much? Just raise a whole nest of sugar babies."

"What nest!" Jihyun was about to fall from her chair at Taehyung's words. "With this collective noun usage of yours, you must have caused your language teacher much grief..."

"Well, I am majoring in veterinary science." As Taehyung spoke, he twisted his head to look at Nayeon with a straight face. "We need to respect our major."

Nayeon nodded furiously. "That's right!"

The two of them had forgotten that Taehyung had just skipped his major class.

Done with hanging her clothes, Hyojung entered the room, sat down, and started fiddling with her phone. Phone in hand, she had barely sat down for a moment when she shrieked in alarm, causing the other three roommates to jump in fright.

Taehyung asked, "Did you sit on a nail?"

"No..." Hyojung seemed to have difficulties speaking. She hesitated for a moment before looking at Taehyung cautiously. "Taehyung, you, you need to brace yourself."

Taehyung: "???"

Hyojung passed the phone to him.

Utterly confused, Taehyung took the phone. On the screen was a shameless couple lying on the grass... oh, wait a minute!

Wasn't that Jungkook?!

Wasn't that him?!

Who took this?!

From this angle, it appeared like Jungkook was fully pressed against his body while kissing him. This "splendid" point of view had captured an image that could not be more evident or explicit. The photographer was a talented person who—with time and training—could become an outstanding adult film director.

Taehyung clicked out of the picture and discovered that this was a long post with several photos attached. His chase after Jungkook had also been captured and their faces could be seen clearly.

The highlight was a carefully processed GIF image. In it, Jungkook was pressing him into the grass, Jungkook's hips making a slight rolling movement that looked like he was thrusting forward gently. The appeal of GIF images lay in their never-ending loops. This meant that although Jungkook only nudged his hips forward once, it became a continuous series of movements that replayed again and again and again...

Mm, there was very little left to the imagination.

Taehyung was stunned. It took some time before he recovered his senses from the shock.

With a darkened expression, he put down the phone. When he raised his head, he found that his three roommates who had previously lowered their heads to watch the screen with him had all straightened up. They were currently staring at him in silence.

"If I say that this is a misunderstanding, would you guys believe it?" Taehyung pointed to the phone and asked.

The three roommates shook their heads uniformly.

"Is it that no one in the whole school would believe it?" he asked again.

The three roommates nodded uniformly.

Taehyung tugged his hair before suddenly slamming his fist against the table.

"Bang!"

The three roommates shuddered in fear.

"Jeon. Jung. Kook." Word by word, Taehyung gritted out his name from between clenched teeth. After saying his name, he stood up with a "whoosh".

Terrified, all three roommates took a step back.

Taehyung grabbed his bag and stomped out. Nayeon was a little worried. She chased after him and asked, "Taehyung, where are you going?"

"I'll slaughter Jungkook for dinner tonight!"

Nayeon: "......"

Author's Bonus Content

Jungkook: I heard you want to eat me? *Slowly unbuttons shirt* Come on~

Taehyung: ...