TAKE #14
14th SCENE
-I'm thinking of watching a movie-
I hurriedly opened the bathroom door, lifted the toilet lid, grabbed the bowl, and vomited. Yeonjun, who had followed me in a hurry, held my head steady. He patted my back as I vomited loudly, reassuring me that it was okay.
''Is this okay...?''
'' Ugh... Yeah... I guess I can't drink beer.''
''What do you really want to eat?''
''What do you want to eat?''
''Yeah, I'm craving it right now''
'' I don't know... ''
''Should I just rest in my room?''
I nodded and prepared to shower. Suddenly, I began to worry about my deteriorating physical condition. My stomach and mood were so filthy that I thought I might fall ill and end up bedridden.
When I came out of the shower, Yeonjun was finishing up the vegetable porridge. He hesitated for a moment, then helped me up and took me to the bedroom.
Then he brought me vegetable porridge and blew on it for me while I was leaning on the bed. I was in so much pain that I just ate it without saying a word.
I couldn't remember anything beyond drinking the water he offered. Aside from rejecting the fishy egg and tuna flavors, I couldn't even remember eating it.
☆★☆
"Hmm..."
As I tossed and turned, my hand stumbled upon something. I slowly opened my eyes and faced Yeonjun, who was staring at me with his disheveled hair.
"Oh, hello...?"
I awkwardly greeted Yeonjun, and he covered his mouth and chuckled. He arched his eyes prettily, caressing my face as he replied.
"Hello? Did you sleep well?"
His voice, low and composed, as if he'd just woken up, made my heart flutter. I wanted to kiss him right then and there, hearing him say he loved me.
"Yeah. How long did I sleep?"
Yeonjun glanced at the desk clock and continued speaking.
"Hmm... well? It's already been 8 hours since the date changed. It's 8 o'clock now."
"I'm hungry... I want to eat noodles"
"Noodles? Are you okay?"
Yeonjun narrowed his eyes slightly. His characteristically worried expression made me feel strange. It felt like I was back in that day, and my stomach churned.
"Yeah... I want to eat it."
☆★☆
When I stepped outside, I saw a tent made of chairs and blankets. I looked at Yeonjun in surprise, and he shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.
"Secret...base..."
He looked at Yeonjun with a smile, thinking that he was very cute.
"It's cute,"
I reached out and ruffled Yeonjun's hair. Yeonjun covered his face with his arm and turned his head away. When I pushed my hand away, he creaked and walked toward the kitchen.
"Oh, it won't take long, so just wait a moment."
It really didn't take long, just as Yeonjun had said. After waiting for about five minutes, Yeonjun set two dishes on the table.
"Can you eat it?"
The visuals and smell were so delicious that they tempted me. It almost seemed like it was screaming at me to eat it quickly.
"Yeah! It's okay! I'll enjoy it!"
I picked up my chopsticks and took a bite. As expected, the taste was simply insane. I ate, slightly impressed by the taste that made me feel homesick.
"Do I need to go to the hospital?"
"Yeah, it's just stress. Don't worry."
I flicked my hair back again, as it continued to tangle. Yeonjun snickered and put down his chopsticks as I frowned, annoyed by his hair.
"Don't you have a hair tie?"
At Yeonjun's words, I looked at my left wrist. Only my wedding ring was shining, so I immediately turned my gaze to my right wrist. It couldn't be there.
" doesn't exist... "
In response to my answer, Yeonjun sat down next to me, wondering when I'd arrived. He then removed the hair tie from his left wrist. I could tell how long he'd been wearing it by the red marks on his wrist.
"Ugh, really"
Yeonjun adjusted my hair tie, and I looked at him. Yeonjun slowly pushed my hair back, then tied it up while facing me.
My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst.
"Okay. Enjoy your meal."
Yeonjun stood up, reached out, brought his bowl and chopsticks in front of him, and sat down again.
"Eat...all the food..."
I turned my head and looked at Yeonjun, and Yeonjun turned his head and looked at me too.
"I'd like to watch a movie with you."
" great "
Yeonjun answered with a sad smile. The dark aegyo-sal engraved under the corners of his eyes was truly adorable.
☆★☆
After putting the dishes in the dishwashing basket and returning to clean up the lunch boxes, Yeonjun quickly walked over to the sink and started washing the dishes. I sighed and shook my head, then put the side dishes in the refrigerator and wiped down the table with a wet tissue.
Yeonjun roughly wiped his wet hands on his clothes. I chuckled at the sight, and Yeonjun grabbed my wrist and led me to the secret base he'd built.
"Voila! How is it? It's pretty well made, right?"
"Perfect"
Yeonjun turned on the projector with a proud smile and handed me some popcorn.
"There's no beer."
" don't worry. "
Yeonjun shook the orange juice he'd prepared beforehand like crazy and poured it into my empty glass. It tasted quite like beer.
" oh, "
As I gave a small exclamation, Yeonjun giggled and turned on the movie. The familiar opening began, and Yeonjun held my hand tightly.
Whether it was because I was drunk on the atmosphere or because I was drunk on Yeonjun, I didn't take my hand away, but rather moved it while wiggling it and interlocking my hands.
"You never said you wanted to wear a hat..."
"I just want to wear it, don't you want to?"
"...no, okay"
"What other movies do you want to see?"
"No, I wanted to see this"
"You still haven't seen it, have you?"
"Because I don't have anyone to watch it with..."
Yeonjun asked with a satisfied smile.
"Why? Don't you have another man?"
In response to his harsh question, Yeonjun hit him on the forehead.
"You're the only man for me, Choi Yeonjun"
At my answer, Yeonjun turned his head and started watching the movie.
About 30 minutes into the movie, the man and woman, who had confirmed their feelings for each other, slowly approached each other and kissed.
"Ugh,"
I immediately covered Yeonjun's eyes. Yeonjun's face, facing the screen, slowly turned his head toward me.
"Why don't you let me go?"
" ... "
Yeonjun drew closer to me. His sudden approach brought my hand, which had been covering his eyes, to my forehead. I could feel Yeonjun's hot breath, and he lifted his chin, tilted his head slightly, and kissed me.
It was sweeter than cotton candy, like cotton candy.
" I love you, my sweet heart "
By the time the dialogue in the movie started, Yeonjun had opened his mouth to me. But I still covered his eyes. I never wanted him to see my now dumbfounded expression.
Through the gap between my hands, I could see Yeonjun with his eyes closed. As I gradually spread my fingers apart to look at his face, Yeonjun slowly opened his eyes.
As I was startled and tried to move my hand away, Yeonjun grabbed my wrist and covered his eyes again.
Beneath his covered hand, the corners of his mouth were beautifully curved. He opened his mouth, drawing that curve with fluidity.
"I remember what I said wasn't something cute like blindfolding each other, right?"
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Cheongyeon's experience of tasting the fishy smell of eggs and tuna is my own... When you're really sick, your sense of smell and taste become more sensitive, so I wrote it down based on that memory!
Here, as a point of excitement, I first gave her egg porridge, then tuna porridge, but since Cheongyeon said she couldn't eat it, I could have boiled white porridge for the third time, but I was worried that it might be lacking in nutrients, so I chopped up some vegetables ((you can grind them in a blender, but the hidden point is that I chopped them with a knife)) and boiled some vegetable porridge. You, that guy... are you my style? (?)
This is the first serialization this year...!
Happy New Year🙇♂️🙇♀️🙇