Vol 3 Chapter 51

The vibration from the laughter was transmitted through Kapros's head. At the same time, he felt the hand on his back press down more firmly.

"I've never seen such handsome eyes with such a dead look. I was really speechless the moment our eyes met. You know what I thought then? If his eyes look like this when they're dead, what would they be like if they really came alive?"

"I..."

For the first time, a slightly hesitant voice came from Min-hoo's direction.

"I felt the same way."

"You too, and probably everyone else. Come to think of it, this guy really has a way of making people curious. Hahaha."

Ju-yeol-hyung laughed loudly, ruffled Kapros's hair, and then suddenly started moving around with a rustling sound.

"Oh. We're out of alcohol... The time is already... Huh? Eleven o'clock? When did it get so late? I guess it's about time we got up..."

There was a scraping sound of a chair being moved and the sound of feet rubbing against the floor.

"I feel a bit drunk now that I'm up. I have work tomorrow... Hey, you get up quickly too and help Mu-heon up."

"Ah. Yes."

"I'll go pay the bill."

As hyung moved away with the sudden atmosphere of wrapping things up, Min-hoo abruptly stood up beside Kapros, leaned over him, and started shaking his body.

"...Mu-heon. It's time to go. Get up."

The recent conversations that had been hazily swirling in Kapros's mind seemed to dissipate with the shaking of his body. When he didn't get up from the gentle shaking, Min-hoo came closer to his ear and started shaking him more vigorously.

"Kap. Mu-heon. Mu-heon?"

"...Ugh..."

As his body was shaken more forcefully, the jumbled conversations began to fade to white, and after struggling to move a body that didn't feel like his own, Kapros managed to lift his eyelids with difficulty.

The first thing he saw in his dizzy vision was Min-hoo's worried face looking at him. Nothing came to mind clearly from his jumbled thoughts. Had he passed out first while drinking and talking earlier? Min-hoo's face also looked relaxed as if drunk, but when he saw Kapros awake, his refreshing smile was quite pleasant.

"Are you coming to your senses? Are you okay?"

"Hmm..."

As Kapros blinked rapidly and put strength into the arms he had been lying on to raise his body, he felt his terribly drowsy mind clear a bit with the cold air.

"It's time to go now."

"Ah... Then... we should go."

Although drowsiness washed over him to the point where he felt like he could collapse and fall asleep again immediately, Kapros stood up, shaking his head to drive away the sleep.

"...!"

However, as his legs immediately gave out and he collapsed to the right, Min-hoo was startled and hurriedly embraced him to support him.

"Whoa, are you okay?"

"...Thanks."

Frowning, Kapros thanked him and stood up again, took a step with his left foot, and as he tried to step forward with his right foot, he felt Min-hoo supporting his body as it collapsed to the right again, and irritation surged.

"What's wrong with my legs?"

As Kapros muttered irritably, he felt Min-hoo's body, which had been holding him up, stiffen slightly. Ignoring that, Kapros looked down at his legs, but they seemed fine.

This is strange... My legs don't hurt, so why do I keep falling to the right? As he was thinking how odd it was, even with his terribly drowsy mind, Min-hoo slowly opened his mouth with trembling eyes.

"Um... Mu-heon."

"Yeah."

"Can you recognize who I am?"

At those words, Kapros lifted his heavy head with difficulty to look at Min-hoo and saw him waiting for an answer with a serious expression.

Is this guy joking right now?

"Jeong Min-hoo. Should I call you Kran?"

"...Uh... Well..."

"Hey, why aren't you coming? Why are you just standing there?"

Ju-yeol-hyung, who had finished paying and was waiting, asked as he approached again because we weren't moving. Min-hoo, who had been looking troubled, was startled as if about to jump at those words. He picked up something long from the ground and pulled Kapros's arm behind his back while awkwardly bending his back. It was a pose that seemed familiar from somewhere.

"Get on my back."

Min-hoo said firmly and started to piggyback Kapros before he could answer, striding towards hyung.

"What..."

At first, Kapros was a bit taken aback and was about to get angry, but before he could say anything, his vision blurred again, so he just relaxed and closed his eyes. His reason was almost paralyzed at the moment to come to his senses. He was also terribly sleepy with his swaying vision.

"Why are you carrying him? I thought he was up."

At Ju-yeol-hyung's puzzled question, Min-hoo shook his head.

"It seems like he's having trouble walking."

"Then what about his home? His eyes are closed now?"

At the troubled voice, Kapros felt Min-hoo glance towards him. To show that he was awake, Kapros narrowed his eyes slightly and exhaled.

"I see. Mu-heon! Just tell us where your home is. You can sleep after that."

Home? If it's home...

Buzz... Buzz...

As Kapros was trying to recall, suddenly hyung flinched and hurriedly pulled out his phone from his pocket. Hyung checked the hologram flashing to indicate an incoming call and immediately pressed to answer.

"Hello. ...What? ...What did you say? The fourth one?!"

At first, he answered with his nose slightly wrinkled, but immediately after hearing something, his eyes widened in surprise and he shouted loudly, which made Kapros's eyes snap open even in his drowsy state.

After talking a bit more, hyung said, "I got it... I'll be there soon," and put his phone in his pocket. Soon, hyung turned to look at them with an apologetic expression and scratched the back of his head with a sigh.

"I'm sorry. I was going to take you home together... But it seems something urgent came up at home."

Kapros nodded, trying to hold his head straight, as hyung looked at him with eyes that seemed truly sorry, his lips pressed tightly.

"If there's something at home... of course... you should go."

Kapros thought he had spoken quite soberly, but the words that sounded hazy to his ears were somewhat slurred in pronunciation.