There was a wall between humans and dolls.
I just hope that wall crumbles a little.
* * *
The next day, Yeoju's wish, as expected, remained unfulfilled. For both Yeoju and Jeongguk, only a serene silence lingered.
"..let's take it off."
Today, as always, Jeongguk's heavy voice rings out. His words are devoid of any sweetness.
"yes."
The heroine follows Jeongguk like a robot. Jeongguk coughs once and waves his hand. "Come on." The heroine follows him silently.
"..Is life going well these days?"
"..N, yes. No. It's okay."
"That's fortunate. Be careful not to get hurt. It's just a doll, though."
"I will listen carefully."
At first glance, it seemed like Jungkook didn't care about Yeoju. However, deep within Jungkook, love for Yeoju was blossoming. Jungkook smiled faintly and stroked Yeoju's hair.
* * *
A month passed like that. Jungkook couldn't contain the spark of love blooming within him. His heart grew so large that he desperately tried to hide his feelings. "Sharing love with a doll he made himself? What nonsense?" Jungkook lowered his head, his face complicated.
"Master, it's time to go out."
"..master,"
"...yes?"
"I'm sick of hearing you call me master, so stop calling me that."
"What does that mean.."
"Stop calling me master and call me by my real name."
Jungkook spoke in a deep, heavy voice. The woman, slightly flustered, shook her head, as if she couldn't do it. Jungkook swallowed hard and exhaled. Then he continued.
"jungkook jeon."
"..."
"Your master's name is Jeon Jungkook."
Jungkook smiled and whispered. The female protagonist opened her mouth, staring into Jungkook's dark blue eyes.
"Yes, I understand, Jeon Jungkook."
"...no,"
Jungkook let out a laugh, as if he was dumbfounded. The female protagonist tilted her head innocently, and Jungkook opened his mouth, sweeping his bangs back.
"They said it was a doll, but it looks like a total robot."
"..."
"It's weird to call it that, isn't it?"
"Jungkook...Jeonjeong..."
The heroine's words were cut off with a "huff." It was Jungkook, who suddenly kissed her, almost as if his breath was stopping. Jungkook raised the corners of his lips in a blatant manner and muttered softly, "How can a mere doll be this sweet?" For a few seconds, the heroine froze, as if her breath had stopped. She couldn't miss the sweet feeling welling up from within, the human feeling.
'It's sweet.'
He chewed it over in his mind over and over again. The woman seemed to have reached a conclusion, and forcefully licked Jeongguk's tongue. Jeongguk chuckled, grabbed the tip of her chin, and pushed her against the wall.
"ha.."
Jungkook forcefully pulled his lips away. The woman stared at him with an expression that seemed to say, "I can't believe it," or rather, "I don't want to believe it."
"Why do you look like that?"
"Do you love me?"
"..Well, maybe."
"Don't love me. I might be ruined."
"I'll fix it again."