W. Malrang
"You looked pale the whole time you were working... Are you okay?"
"I saw you when you were working. It's okay."
"Eat more rice. You're looking thin these days."
It was the sound I heard as soon as I sat down near the office with Taehyun after work. "Am I thin?... That could be true. I've been so out of it that I haven't had time to take care of myself." I didn't bother answering, but instead picked up a glass of water, and I felt my hands tremble.
"Ugh-.. I thought it was going to pour."
"Look, what's wrong with you?"
"I said no"
"Okay, if it's something difficult, you don't have to say it. Just take care of yourself and go out, I'm worried about people."
"...thank you"
Actually, I keep thinking about Beomgyu. I feel like I'm starting to feel the aftereffects, even if it's late. It's harder than when we broke up.
I held back my words and put down my spoon. It was ridiculous, struggling over something as trivial as this. So I decided to hold on and endure. Taehyun, who was still looking at me with concern, smiled faintly, and only then did he seem to feel relieved and sip his water.
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["I told you to go on a blind date? I guarantee you, she's a really good girl!"]
"Oh, I don't meet soldiers. I don't."
["Fuck... This makes me sad?"]
"Why do you keep yelling at me whenever I look like I'm having a hard time?"
["I'm not a soldier, so let's meet. Let's meet just once, no, just three times!"]
"You're bothering me again, Choi Soo-bin."
After hanging up the phone and picking up the remote, I flipped through the boring channels. Yeonjun, who had been lying on the floor watching TV, suddenly sat up and sat next to me.
And then, my plan to ignore him was shattered by his silent, staring gaze. "Why?" I asked briefly, and he answered as if he'd been waiting.
"Choi Soo-bin said he'd do Namso?"
"Yeah, that's what they say."
"Are you going?"
"I don't know yet"
"...yet?"
I shut my mouth at the three consecutive questions and turned my gaze to the TV. "When will this guy get home?" I thought to myself, and then the vibration rang again. "Oh, I told you not to answer, why are you calling again-!"
[Choi Beom-gyu]
...Beomgyu?
Suddenly, I jumped up and ran outside. After making sure no one was around, I carefully answered the phone. It was so wonderful to hear a voice after so long that I almost cried.
["Hey-.. I really... don't know you.. Phew-"]
"..Beomgyu, have you had a drink?"
["I drank it, but why- do you hate me again?! It's annoying?!"]
"No, no! That's not it.. "
["I'm the one who cares... It's not just you who cares"]
"Who are you with now? Let's meet up and talk.."
["Ziggum... Yeonji is next to me... Yeonji is here"]
"..."
Huh? What are you suggesting? I was dumbfounded. I didn't hang up the phone, but stayed still. Then I heard Beomgyu collapse on the table. And then...
["Brother, come to your senses! Are you okay?"]
I heard a woman's voice. "Fuck, I can't help but swear at this." I hung up the phone and went into the house. Yeonjun oppa looked up at me, dumbfounded.
"I bought you something delicious, hey wait a minute why are you crying!"
"..uh- oppa"
"Don't cry... It's okay, it's okay"
As soon as I saw my brother, tears welled up in my eyes. It was embarrassing, but there was nothing I could do. Countless tears flowed as my brother patted my back and wiped my tears away with affection, but all that could come to mind was Beomgyu.
After a while, I finally calmed down and barely managed to stop him from whining and saying he'd let me sleep, and I sent him away. I wanted to be alone. Yeonji... Yeonji, you said. Jo Yeonji... Is she pretty? How pretty-
Ding-dong! Ding-dong ding-dong ding-dong!
"!.. Just a moment, I'll be out soon!"
What's going on at my house in the middle of the night? I opened the door with that thought in my mind, and an unexpected person was standing there.
..ha, the truth is varied
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