Peninsula: I'm the Top Streamer

Chapter 698 Don't go, stay with me.

Looking at Tzuyu, who was propping her forehead up and occasionally snuggling up to Kwon Heonhyuk, Kim Jisoo felt even more frustrated by her failed plan.

She pinched the bridge of her nose. There was another intense concert tomorrow, so it seemed that this was the end of today and she couldn't continue.

"Wow, really..."

She muttered to herself, watching Kwon Hyun-hyuk skillfully adjust his position to make Zhou Ziyu lean more securely against him. His large hand gently patted Ziyu's back, the movement so natural it was almost blinding.

"Hey, aren't you afraid someone will see us?"

Seeing his intimate actions, Kim Jisoo couldn't help but speak up.

Upon hearing this, Kwon Hyun-hyuk didn't mind and just smiled. However, Chou Tzu-yu managed to do her best and tried to stay more alert.

"Drink more, why are you letting Tzuyu drink so much?"

Kim Jisoo couldn't help but say.

"I drank quite a bit too, but everyone's alcohol tolerance is different."

Kwon Heonhyuk shrugged, indicating that he wouldn't take the blame.

"cut."

Kim Jisoo raised her chin and pointed at Kwon Heonhyuk, "You should take Tzuyu back safely."

Quan Xuanhe looked up at her, but didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Of course."

He looked down at Chou Tzu-yu next to him.

At this moment, Chou Tzu-yu simply raised her head slightly and smiled at the two of them, looking somewhat dizzy and charmingly naive.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk looked at the charming and adorable Chou Tzu-yu, and his smile widened.

As Kim Ji-soo watched this scene, that inexplicable sense of irritation resurfaced in her heart.

She grabbed her bag and stood up first: "Let's go, let's go."

She took the initiative to help Zhou Ziyu walk out, pushing Kwon Xuanhe aside.

The night breeze outside the barbecue restaurant carried the chill of late autumn, dispersing the warmth and aroma of food emanating from inside.

The streetlights were dim, and there were few pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

Kim Jisoo supported Chou Tzu-yu with one hand, and with the other hand, she hailed a passing empty taxi with swift and decisive movements.

She opened the car door, but instead of getting in immediately, she turned around and looked at Quan Xuanhe.

"Okay, we've safely taken Tzuyu back to her dorm."

She paused, her sharp gaze fixed on Quan Xuanhe's face, and emphasized her tone.

"Tzuyu, let me know when you get to the dorm."

Then, turning around, he said the same thing to Chou Tzu-yu in a gentle and tender tone.

The handover proceeded smoothly, and Kwon Hyun-hyuk helped Chou Tzu-yu over.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk, supporting the limp Zhou Tzu-yu who was leaning against him, could only helplessly twitch the corners of his mouth upon hearing this. He neither refuted nor agreed, but simply nodded to indicate that he understood.

"I'm leaving." Kim Jisoo didn't say anything more, crouched down and got into the back seat of the taxi, and the door slammed shut.

I should have known better than to do this today; in the end, Kwon Hyun-hyuk got his way.

Through the car window, she took one last look at the two people outside. The taxi quickly merged into the sparse traffic, its taillights flashed a few times, and it disappeared around the street corner.

Quan Xuanhe withdrew his gaze and looked down at the person in his arms.

Chou Tzu-yu frowned slightly, mumbled something indistinctly, and unconsciously rubbed against his chest, like a little animal seeking warmth and shelter.

Her cheek pressed against the fabric of his sweater, radiating an unusual warmth, and her breath, tinged with the faint scent of alcohol, tickled the side of his neck.

Their actions were a bit intimate, but since they were both fully disguised, no one recognized them.

He quickly flagged down another car. He carefully helped Tzuyu into the back seat, half-carrying her, and then got in himself, giving the driver the approximate address of TWICE's dorm.

The car started smoothly and drove into the night.

The interior of the carriage was enclosed, with only the low rumble of the engine and the light and shadows flashing past the windows.

The cool breeze outside the store, combined with the shaking inside the car, made Tzuyu seem even more dizzy.

She no longer leaned quietly against him, but instead, as if she had lost her balance, she slumped softly against Quan Xuanhe, her forehead resting on his shoulder.

“Oppa…”

She called his name softly and indistinctly, her voice gentle and sweet, with a heavy nasal tone, as if she were talking in her sleep.

"Well, I'm here."

Quan Xuanhe responded, adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable, and loosely wrapped his arm around her side to prevent her from slipping.

He could feel that Tzuyu's body weight and heat were completely dependent on him.

"I don't want to go back..." she suddenly hummed again, her voice carrying a childlike grievance and stubbornness, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes casting small shadows under her eyes.

She weakly raised one hand and gripped the corner of his coat with little strength.

"The dorm is empty, my unnies aren't here, I want to be with you..."

This sentence changed his mind about sending her back.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk looked down at Chou Tzu-yu.

The light from the streetlamp shone through the car window, quickly illuminating her flushed face. Her unguarded dependence and vulnerability, along with her drunken honesty, were laid bare before him.

The calm, gentle, and slightly shy Chou Tzu-yu of the day was gone; only the clingy and stubborn Chou Tzu-yu in front of him remained, wanting nothing more than to hold onto him.

The fingers gripping his clothes were weak, yet they held a hint of stubbornness.

She seemed to have drifted into a half-dream state again, instinctively clinging to him and drawing in his comforting scent.

Quan Xuanhe silently looked at her, feeling the slight tugging at the hem of her clothes, as well as the warmth and weight on his shoulder.

The carriage was quiet, and the driver focused on driving. He recalled Jisoo's warning before she left, then looked at the unsuspecting Tzuyu in his arms.

After a moment of deliberation.

Actually, I didn't really weigh the pros and cons.

He looked up at the driver in the front seat and said, "Sir, could you please change the address? To..."

Quan Xuanhe gave his home address.

The driver responded and made a U-turn at the next intersection.

The car drove in a completely different direction from the dormitory.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk lowered his head and looked at Chou Tzu-yu, who was still oblivious and had instinctively curled up in his arms in a more comfortable position. He tightened his arms around her, protecting her more firmly by his side.

The city lights outside the window flowed across her peaceful sleeping face, and only her even, slightly alcohol-scented breathing could be heard in the carriage.

He leaned back in his seat, gazing at the night view rushing past the car window.

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Sana Minatozaki sat cross-legged on the sofa, the light from her phone screen reflecting on her face as she unconsciously scrolled through the latest trending posts in the entertainment section.

[A stunning collaboration at the concert! Kwon Hyun-hyuk & Chou Tzu-yu cheer side-by-side, igniting the entire audience!]

[Captured a memorable moment! Jisoo's stunning visuals when the camera cuts to her!]

[Analysis Post: Kwon Heonhyuk and Chou Tzuyu Attending Concert Together - Coincidence or...?]

The photos and GIFs weren't particularly clear, but they were enough to recognize the two familiar figures.

Kwon Heonhyuk was dressed in a dark casual suit, looking relaxed, while Tzuyu next to him was dressed simply, her face turned to the side, her smile carrying a hint of shy sweetness.

Even though the two were sitting together, their presence was palpable, standing out from the crowd, even through a screen.

Sana Minatosaki sighed softly and tossed her phone aside. She knew Tzuyu had gone to Jisoo's concert today, and she also knew that Kwon Hyuk would most likely be there too.

Now when I see the news, I just feel like it's true, as expected.

But seeing the two of them captured on camera and become the focus of the entire internet still left her with a feeling that she couldn't quite explain.

No, so this means they're meeting openly and legitimately?

Why didn't you tell her?
Sana Minato felt a little dissatisfied with Kwon Hyun-hyuk.

The clock on the wall had already passed 1 a.m., and normally, Tzuyu should have been back long ago after the concert and her social engagements.

Without hesitation, Sana Minatozaki picked up her phone, found Tzuyu's number, and dialed it.

The receiver emitted a "beep...beep..." waiting tone.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

"Hey?"

A deep, familiar male voice came through the receiver.

Sana Minatozaki's fingers tightened around her phone almost instantly; she recognized the voice immediately.

Who else could it be but Kwon Hyun-hyuk?

Accident?
It seems not surprising at all.

After all, it was expected that they would leave backstage together after the concert ended.

I never expected that he would be the one to answer the phone at this time.

That slight surprise was quickly replaced by a sense of "I knew it," and a subtle, almost imperceptible sour feeling quietly permeated the air.

"What?"

Sana Minatozaki spoke into the microphone, her tone unabashedly sarcastic and teasing. "Where's Tzuyu? She can't speak right now?"

Quan Xuanhe on the other end of the phone seemed to be able to imagine her raising her eyebrows and pouting at that moment. He chuckled helplessly, his voice sounding somewhat muffled through the receiver.

"She's next to me; she's had too much to drink and is a little dizzy."

"Drank too much?"

"Hey, did you get her drunk? Jisoo has a concert tomorrow, she definitely won't let her drink too much, so it must be you? Hey, your methods are so shady."

She spoke rapidly, bombarding him with questions, her words quick and forceful, as if she were fiercely protective of her own.

While she was also trying to smear him, perhaps Sana Minatozaki didn't even consider it smearing him.

"ah."

Quan Xuanhe's voice carried a hint of helplessness at being wrongly accused.

"Do you think I need to force-feed Tzuyu?" He paused, seemingly glancing at Tzuyu beside him.

"You know how little Ziyu can drink. She's like this after just a few drinks."

"It's because Jisoo was in a good mood that she drank a little more."

Sana Minatozaki paused for a moment, then, thinking of her maknae's pitiful alcohol tolerance, she roughly understood what was going on, but she couldn't stop making sarcastic remarks.

"Tch...who knows if you're serious or not. Anyway, nothing good ever comes of Tzuyu being with you." She changed the subject and got back to the main point.

"When will Tzuyu be sent back? I'll come downstairs to pick her up then."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds.

Sana Minatozaki seemed to be able to hear a background sound, like the low hum of a car driving smoothly.

Then, Quan Xuanhe's voice came clearly, saying matter-of-factly, "I'm not going back tonight."

"..."

Sana Minatozaki was speechless.

"No, we just got back from Japan, it's only the first night."

"So that's how you tricked Tzuyu?"

She felt that Quan Xuanhe was too hasty; he had only just returned and was already trying to do it.
So she's superfluous?
Sana Minatozaki expressed her dissatisfaction with Kwon Hyun-hyuk.

"Then tell Ziyu to go back."

Upon hearing this, Kwon Hyun-hyuk didn't say anything more and put the phone to Tzuyu's ear.

Tzuyu's muffled voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sana unnie, I'm not going back, I'm staying here with oppa..."

Her voice was so soft it almost seemed to melt into the electricity, with a long, drawn-out trailing tone, carrying a touch of drunken naiveté.

Sana Minatozaki held her phone, utterly speechless.

What else could she say?

"qinjia?"

She asked the question again.

"Inside."

Chou Tzu-yu simply responded softly on the other end of the phone, and that was the end of it.

"Okay, then give the phone to Xuanhe."

Sana Minatozaki had no choice but to say that.

The phone rustled and returned to Quan Xuanhe's hand.

"Just be careful, don't make me worry about this kind of thing next time."

Sana Minatosaki only said that one sentence, and then, without waiting for a response or caring whether he heard her clearly, she hung up the call.

The world fell silent instantly; the momentum from before deflated like a punctured balloon.

Speechless...

Sana Minatozaki tilted her head to the side, looking somewhat resigned to her fate.

An inexplicable sense of irritability and helplessness welled up inside me.

At this moment, Sana Minato felt that her concern was superfluous, like an inconsiderate third wheel who insisted on squeezing into their private world and interfering.

She scratched her hair in frustration, then tossed her phone onto the other side of the sofa with a dull thud.

"Try asking me next time..."

Sana Minatozaki muttered this sentence.

The car door closed, and Quan Xuanhe half-supported, half-carried Zhou Ziyu as they swiped their cards to enter the apartment building lobby. The elevator ascended smoothly, leaving only Zhou Ziyu's slightly heavy breathing and his own steady heartbeat in the small space.

She leaned softly against him, her warm breath carrying the slightly intoxicating scent of liquor brushing against his neck.

The elevator doors opened with a ding, and Quan Xuanhe skillfully entered the password. The heavy front door opened in response.

The entryway sensor light turned on automatically, casting a warm yellow glow that dispelled the darkness.

He slammed the door shut behind him, the click of the lock ringing out clearly at that moment.

Chou Tzu-yu, leaning against him, seemed to have had a switch flipped by the sound.

She opened her eyes, which had been closed in a daze, a crack. Her usually clear and gentle eyes were now veiled with a layer of watery mist, and she locked onto Quan Xuanhe, who was standing close to her, with a hazy yet unusually focused gaze.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk was about to bend down and ask her if she was feeling unwell, or help her to sit on the sofa, when Chou Tzu-yu moved without warning.

Her slender arms, which had been weakly wrapped around his waist, gradually tightened, and she used almost all her strength to embed herself deeper into his embrace.

Then, under Quan Xuanhe's slightly surprised gaze, she tiptoed, with the recklessness and bold initiative of being drunk, tilted her head up, and pressed her soft lips against his.

"Well……"

Quan Xuanhe was completely unprepared for this. Perhaps he had expected it, but he didn't realize it would happen so quickly, without any prior warning.

Chou Tzu-yu's body was pressed close, and through the thin clothing, one could clearly feel its warmth and softness.

Quan Xuanhe's Adam's apple bobbed as he realized what was happening. The hand that had been on her waist tightened instinctively, while his other free hand rested on the back of her neck, where a few strands of hair were scattered.

Chou Tzu-yu seemed dissatisfied with the simple photo. She slightly separated her eyes and looked at him with a hazy gaze, as if confirming something.

Then he approached again, this time with more obvious actions, with an awkward yet bold invitation.

Her fingers unconsciously gripped his shirt, pulling it slightly as if she could lock him firmly to her side.

The warm yellow light in the entryway made her flushed cheeks appear even more radiant, and her long eyelashes cast fan-shaped shadows under her eyes, trembling slightly.

Quan Xuanhe lowered his eyes, looking at her completely dependent and unreserved appearance.

The air temperature seemed to be rising silently, with only the intertwined, slightly intoxicated breaths of the two people clearly audible in the quiet entryway.

However, the power of alcohol eventually prevailed. Tzuyu's kisses continued, but the force gradually weakened, turning into unconscious caresses.

The arms that were wrapped around his waist gradually loosened and fell limply down, with only the fingertips still loosely touching the hem of his clothes.

"Well……"

She let out a muffled, sleepy nasal sound, and her tiptoes, which she had been trying to stand on, relaxed, and she slumped into his arms, her chin resting weakly on his shoulder.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk reacted quickly, tightening his arms immediately and firmly catching her sliding body, completely bearing her weight.

Looking down, Chou Tzu-yu's eyes were closed, her long eyelashes casting quiet shadows beneath them. The flush of intoxication on her cheeks had not yet faded, her lips were slightly parted, and her breathing had become long and even.

The reckless energy from before vanished without a trace, leaving only a deep weariness and complete relaxation.

"Are you about to fall asleep?"

Looking at her unguarded sleeping face, Quan Xuanhe's earlier romantic feelings vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of helplessness and tenderness.

He carefully adjusted his posture, bent down, put one hand under her knees and the other hand firmly supporting her back, gently lifting her up in his arms.

Tzuyu frowned slightly during the moment of weightlessness and let out a soft moan of dissatisfaction, but quickly found a more comfortable position in his arms, pressing her cheek against his chest and becoming completely quiet.

Her body was so light that holding her was almost effortless. Kwon Hyun-hyuk carried her, tiptoeing through the living room towards the bedroom.

The motion-sensor lights in the hallway turned on and off with his footsteps, finally stopping at the bedroom door.

He turned sideways, used his shoulder to push the door open, and went inside.

Only one soft-light night lamp was on in the bedroom, casting a warm glow on the neat bed.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk walked to the bedside and gently laid her down. Zhou Ziyu's body instinctively curled up slightly upon contact with the soft mattress before relaxing.

He pulled over a thin blanket and carefully covered her shoulders.

Kwon Hyun-hyuk sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Tzuyu with her eyes closed in the light of the night lamp.

In her sleep, Chou Tzu-yu's eyebrows and eyes relaxed, the gentleness and occasional shyness she had when she was awake gone, as well as the confusion and stubbornness she had when she was drunk, leaving only tranquility.

A few strands of hair fell across her smooth forehead. Quan Xuanhe reached out and gently brushed them aside, his fingertips touching her slightly warm skin.

She seemed to sense something, and unconsciously nuzzled her pillow in her sleep, letting out a satisfied, soft murmur.

His breathing became more even and long, clearly audible in the quiet bedroom.

Quan Xuanhe's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then he sighed silently and prepared to turn around and wash up.

Oh well, let's just leave it at that. There's no rush anyway. It's all meat in the pot, so I can eat it sooner or later.

As soon as he turned around, unexpectedly, his hand was grabbed by Chou Tzu-yu.

Her soft, delicate hands gripped him with unusual force at that moment.

Quan Xuanhe looked down and saw Zhou Ziyu staring at him with hazy, dreamy eyes in the dim light.

"Don't go, stay with me."

(End of this chapter)