Foolishness

"I'm curing my hangover with Han Yeo-ju's noodle soup..."

So we travel in Subin's car

"....."
"......"
"......"

What should I do with this silence...

"Big... gulp-"

"cold?"
"Why are you coughing?"

I just tried to break the silence by coughing.
I was rather embarrassed by the two men's worries.

"No... Where do you live? I live in apartment 943."

"I live in Apartment 553"
"Huh? Subin lives in the apartment right next door?"
"Okay~ I'll come visit often. I'll order some hangover soup tomorrow."
"Uh, Subin, what do you like? I'll boil it for you."
"Seaweed soup"

"I'm curing my hangover with Han Yeo-ju's noodle soup..."

"?"
"??"

It was only a matter of time before Taehyun's words chilled the atmosphere.

"Huh? What did I say?"

What kind of moment is it to ask after you've already said it yourself...

"Then, let's eat noodles, Yeoju."
"Huh? Haha, no, it's okay. Seaweed soup is good too."
"Then I'll help you cook."
"yes"

"...."

Taehyun's expression in the rearview mirror wasn't very good.
He was staring outside with his forehead slightly furrowed and his eyes unfocused.

"..Okay, we've arrived~ Please get off."
"Okay, thank you for bringing me here, sir."
"Haha, both of you go in carefully."
"huh!"

After Subin left like that

"Who are you to tell Han Yeo-ju to be careful when entering Mara-ya.."

Taehyun was grumbling softly.

"What are you?"
"Building 304"
"Hey, let's go together."
"okay"

Why are you smiling so beautifully?
I suddenly started talking to Taehyun, pretending nothing happened to my heart that was pounding on its own.

"What floor are you on? I'll press it for you."
"I'm on the 4th floor"
"??? I'm on the 3rd floor"
"It's close"
"I know"

It was upstairs... a little later

"It's the third floor. The door opens-"

A mechanical sound was heard and the door opened.

'widely-'

"?"
"Han Yeo-ju"
"..?"
"I still love you"
"..uh?"
"I'm talking under the influence of alcohol. But this isn't a mistake."

In the end, the worst happened.

Are you crazy?

Are you a dorat?

God, Allah, Buddha, why are you giving me this ordeal?

"Call me, Yeoju."

The affectionate voice I always heard when we were dating,
Long time no see

I was confused as to why he was doing this to me now.

I was sure that if I confessed, he would give me a free pass, but that didn't work out.