The plague couple
It's a short story
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"If it's going to be like this, let's stop."
I finally spat it out.
"...What do you mean by that?"
Jaehyun met her eyes, suppressing his anger.
"Let's break up"
I hammered the trigger.
"Are you serious?"
Jaehyun takes a deep breath and asks again.
"okay"
After my heartless answer, Myung Jae-hyun no longer made any expression or said anything. Only his eyes, which were becoming increasingly colder, stared at me. This was not the reaction I had expected. At this point, he should have taken a step closer to me and held my hand. And Myung Jae-hyun should have said, “I’m sorry,” and hugged me with tearful eyes. Why was only his cold silence left? I was bewildered by Myung Jae-hyun’s unexpected reaction. However, I couldn’t show my bewilderment on the outside. Because I had already told him that we were breaking up.
I couldn’t hold on to him even after seeing him move away after Jaehyun’s “...I understand.” This isn’t it. This isn’t it. I shouted inwardly. But beyond the shout that couldn’t reach you, you left. Something was seriously wrong. This wasn’t just a deviation from my expectations; it was a complete departure from the path. Myung Jaehyun, I was the one you should have returned to. That was an unchanging law that never changed… I was a fool to believe that.
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So my love ended in arrogance.
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"...I miss you, huhu!..uh..haaang..!"
"...If you're going to be crazy and drunk, go home;"
"Ah..but..wow!.."
Yeo-ju sniffled irregularly, her body slumped against the table, her nose choking due to the flowing tears. She is now drunk. And she is really drunk. It has been a month since she has been drunk and seeks out Myung Jae-hyun. Yes. Kim Yeo-ju is now the very picture of an ugly creature...
"Myungjae... How could you... Do that!... Damn it!.."
My tongue was twisted as much as it could be, my eyes were swollen to the point where I couldn't see, and they were covered in tears and snot...
"Ha, who brought that guy..."
"You put up with it, it hasn't been that long since we broke up..-"
"...He's the one who's making a fuss about the car"
Dongmin shook his head and closed his eyes as if he had given up. Donghyun was fidgeting between the female protagonist, who was lying down crying, and Dongmin, who was chewing on beef jerky without understanding the female protagonist.
"...Did you know I would do this? Heh!.."
"You idiot, you were wrong."
"hey..!"
Kim Dong-hyun, who is trying to stop Dong-min from throwing a straight ball, keeps checking Yeo-ju's expression.
"...I know too" I know too and I'm regretting it now.
Myung Jae-hyun and I fought a lot throughout our relationship. We fought and made up over trivial things that didn't work out. Because of that, I developed a bad habit. Whenever I had a big fight with Myung Jae-hyun, I would unilaterally announce a breakup. Then, Myung Jae-hyun would bow down first and apologize, and the problem would be resolved quickly. Rather than reconciling, it was Myung Jae-hyun unilaterally giving in to me. Myung Jae-hyun was the kind of person who would bow his head despite my stupid and ridiculous stubbornness. As a result, I developed a bad habit. The words "let's break up" became easier and easier, and I hid my cowardly instinct to simply avoid the situation. And it became a habit, leaving him with scars.
Yeah, this mouth. Mouth! Mouth!! This snout is the problem. Why did you break up with me when you didn't mean it... I really didn't know you would leave. I was arrogant and stupid. I'm a retard who only just realized it...
under....
Now that it's over, all I have left is alcohol...
widely.-
Yeoju poured soju into an empty glass and drank it repeatedly. Through the burning sensation in her throat, she wanted to forget about Myung Jae-hyun any longer.
... is impossible.
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"Ugh... Myungjae... Tongue. Ugh.."
"Ha, shit... Shut up before I leave you behind."
Dongmin put one of Yeoju's arms around his shoulder and helped her up with the other arm, which was held by Kim Donghyun. As soon as the taxi reservation arrived, Dongmin and Donghyun picked Yeoju up.
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By the time I got out of the taxi, I was half-drunk. Next to me, Han Dong-min was groaning as if he was being carried. The apartment complex was in sight. Ah... Kim Dong-hyun must have gone halfway. Dong-hyun and Dong-min have been neighborhood friends since childhood, and their friendship has been going on for over 15 years. Every time I break up with Myung Jae-hyun, I end up breaking up with him. They are one of the few guys I can rely on when I'm having a hard time.
"Hey, you're almost there, open your eyes."
"Ugh.."
When I saw the words “201-dong,” I realized I was in front of the house. The light bulb flickered in front of the common entrance door at the top of the stairs. I saw a black figure walking back and forth. Was it a person? I opened my eyes dimly and looked at it. Then, the black figure that had stopped suddenly approached me. And then, out of the blue, it spoke to me.
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"Hey, Kim Yeo-ju, why are you calling...!!!"
"..Huh?"
The one who appeared in front of me was Myung Jae-hyun, who had a very serious expression on his face. The thought of, “Why are you here?” crossed my mind, and I couldn’t tell if I was seeing things because of the alcohol.
"...Hey, come in"
"..uh..yeah"
Dongmin disappeared from his seat as soon as he noticed. I was left alone with Myung Jaehyun, feeling bewildered. Is it really Myung Jaehyun?
"Phone, where did it go?"
Myung Jae-hyun asked in a very heavy tone.
"..Huh? ...Uh..here...."
I dug through my shoulder bag and found my phone. I pressed the power button to see if the battery was dead, but it wouldn’t turn on. Myung Jae-hyun checked it and let out a small breath.
"Did you drink? Ha. How much did you drink?"
"...what's it to you?" Another word I don't mean.
Beatle.-
"ah."
The pride that had been lifting the tip of her chin for no reason was creaking. It was a funny sight, drunk and unable to keep her balance. The female protagonist blushed quietly, knowing that she would be embarrassed even when drunk.
"... grab it"
Jaehyun took Yeoju's hand and put it on his shoulder. Then he wrapped his arms around Yeoju's waist. Yeoju's legs, which had been unsteady, regained their balance.
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I was able to arrive home safely thanks to Myung Jae-hyun's support.
"Password"
"..huh?"
"Press the front door password"
"...you know"
"You didn't change it..?"
"..Yeah, but.."
"..."
Knock knock knock..-
Crunch.-
“Huh… It’s true..” Jaehyun muttered to himself and slowly lowered his arm from around Yeoju’s waist in front of the front door.
"Come in"
"..."
Yeoju stared blankly at Myung Jae-hyun when he told her to go in. It was a kind of signal telling her not to go. Myung Jae-hyun, who was quick-witted, noticed it right away and made a face that said he couldn't do anything.
"Okay, I understand.."
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dump.-
""Change your clothes yourself... Now I..."
Hurling..-
"huh?"
The heroine had already taken off her clothes as if she was taking off her clothes.
Yeo-ju shamelessly crawled under the bed covers. Jae-hyeon just touched his forehead in absurdity.
"Okay..., I'm going now."
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...kekeke.
Myung Jae-hyun grabbed Jae-hyun's collar as he turned around.
"Hey... don't go"
"...what?"
I never thought I'd hear the words "don't go" coming out of my mouth. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but I couldn't control my feelings. Myung Jae-hyun looked at me again with a blank expression. His face was like, "What are you trying to do?"
"You, why were you in front of our house..?"
Changing the subject. I didn't think that telling him not to go or to stay here any longer would work, so I changed the subject. It was because I wanted to keep Myung Jae-hyun from me even a little.
"I called you."
"...I?"
What, how could I...
At that moment, fragmented memories came to mind. In the memory, I was still holding the phone while I was completely drunk. I was calling someone. And then I cried again, like a fool.
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"Hey.. Myungjae.. Hyeon... Ugh!.. Ah.."
"...hello?"
"I miss you...sigh!.."
"...what? "
"...go......"
"Where are you now? Are you drunk? Hey, answer me.."
Stop..-
Beep...beep...beep......
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"That's what happened, but aren't you worried?"
"...Oh, sorry"
"Ha..., that's fine. If you're okay, that's fine.."
"... Sorry"
"what"
".. Just everything. Even the lies, and saying we should break up because I was angry, all of it."
"..Why, it's easiest for you to say break up."
"... I was wrong, to put it simply... I was stubborn even though I knew you'd get hurt.."
"..."
I've thrown away all my pride and everything. It's true that I was wrong, so I should apologize instead of being stubborn.
...But now that we're apart, I don't know if this will mean anything. If there was one more chance to see you, I really wanted to hold on to it. I'm sorry for being selfish to the end.
"Can't we meet again..?"
Tears welled up again. I tried to hold them back, but I didn't want people to see me crying. In the end, I burst out like this.
"I'll do well... okay?"
"..."
"I won't tell you the lies you hate, or say anything about breaking up... Heh! You know I can't do it without you.."
"...ha"
Jaehyun looked at me, sobbing and holding on, and exhaled deeply and scratched his head. He didn’t know that the proud Kim Yeo-ju would act like this. His face was pitiful as he sniffled away tears. His puffy eyes, from how much he had cried when he wasn’t around, were a little funny. But keep a poker face! Cheeks thump.
With a face devoid of all smiles, he asked, “Really, do you promise?”
"huh"
Judging from the fact that he answered right away, he must have been waiting for an answer. In the midst of this, Jaehyun's expressionless face, which he had maintained until just now, was about to soften as he looked cute.
"...I'm going crazy because of you. Really."
Jaehyun just sat down in front of Yeoju.
"..Are you feeling better?"
"No, it's not like it'll be solved like this.. no"
side.-
Yeo-ju leaves a kiss on Jae-hyeon's lips. Then she looks at Jae-hyeon with a cheeky look.
"...Why, still?"
"...Hey, really..lol.."
Jaehyun smiled faintly, even though he was annoyed by the female protagonist. His pride was slightly hurt, but what did that matter right now? Jaehyun pounced on the female protagonist.
Well, I guess it's annoying. He counterattacked by tickling the side of the female protagonist who was struggling. Tickle-tickle
"Ahhh!..Ah!! Haha stop haha..!!"
The female protagonist is ticklish. Myung Jae-hyun continues to attack without stopping. Kiss kiss kiss. - This time, he is possessed by a kissing ghost.
"Hey, stop it lol"
"What the hell are you talking about, oppa? You haven't come to your senses yet."
"...That guy's brother's song." The female protagonist pouted her lips as if she was sick of that guy's brother's song. Even so, Myeong Jae-hyun couldn't give up on the brother's song.
"But I'm two years older than you..." Before I could finish my sentence
"Brother, don't go home today"
She was a bold and quick-witted heroine.
"...uh?"
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In the end, you wonder why they fought when they were so attached to each other, but these two will surely forget that soon. They will bicker like they always have and stick together like gum again... What a fucking couple...
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