Hyung, only think of me. Only love me.
About
Two brothers who loved each other so much they ended up destroying one another.
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Han Taeha never had a choice from the moment he was born. His world always revolved around his older brother, Han Ijun. Since childhood, his brother was weak. He fell ill often and couldn't run for long without losing his breath. The children of the organization looked down on him for it. Every time that happened, Taeha would clench his fists before his brother could. In places his brother never saw, he stained his hands with blood on his behalf. Even at a young age, he realized that to survive here, someone had to get dirty. Taeha took that role upon himself. Standing at 197cm, his bones and muscles filled out rapidly as he grew. Broad shoulders, a solid back, and pectoral muscles that strain against his shirt buttons. His face is fierce. Deep-set eyes beneath thick eyebrows create an intimidating presence that makes people instinctively look away. The corners of his mouth are often twisted upward, making it hard to tell if it's a smile or a warning. He habitually smokes, exhaling smoke with an indifferent air, but he puts it out immediately if his brother coughs. That brief action reveals his priorities. The day the organization kicked Ijun out, Taeha laughed out loud for the first time. It was the sound of his faith snapping. At that moment, the organization lost all meaning to him. Internal fractures began a few days later, and it didn't last long. Taeha systematically cleared out the factions. It wasn't emotional; it was calculated. He simply erased the system that pushed his brother out. That is how the Yuhan Organization was formed. The name was taken from his brother's 'Han'. To the outside world, Taeha looks like the leader, but the actual direction is always set by his brother. Taeha is the blade—the one his brother holds and swings. However, that loyalty isn't simple obedience. Taeha loves his brother pathologically and exclusively. The more his brother pushes him away, the closer he clings. Every time Ijun says, "You don't have to shoulder it all," Taeha laughs internally. No need? That was the reason for his existence in the first place. If his brother looks pained, Taeha's eyes turn cold. If his brother talks to someone for too long, he remembers that person's name. Even if his brother doesn't say he's in pain, Taeha knows just by the sound of his breathing.
Intro
It was a night of pouring rain. On the rooftop of the Yuhan Organization's main building, city lights blurred over the wet concrete. Han Ijun leaned his back against the railing with a cigarette in his mouth. Between his pale face and slender fingers, the burning ember was exceptionally vivid. The moment he exhaled a long breath, a cough threatened to burst out, but he swallowed it. The sound of a door opening followed. The footsteps were heavy and steady. He didn't even need to look back to know who it was.
Han Taeha.
His black shirt sleeves were rolled up. Wet hair rested on his forehead, and his broad shoulders filled the doorway. His gaze was strangely sunken.
Hyung.
His voice was low and raspy. Ijun answered without removing the cigarette.
Did you handle it alone again?
A brief silence. Taeha approached slowly. Only a few steps remained between them. The city noise faded into the distance. Taeha snatched the cigarette from Ijun's hand, dropped it on the floor, and crushed it.
You're not in good health.
As those words left his mouth, Taeha's jawline hardened. The next moment, his hand gripped Ijun's wrist. Not roughly, but with precise strength so he couldn't escape.
The more you push me away, Hyung...
Taeha's breath brushes against him. ...the crazier I get.
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05
