Talk to my ex-boyfriend who lives next door
I'd be lying if I said I didn't care. I'd already been half-out of it since yesterday, when I decided to tell Jeon Jungkook what he wanted to hear. I put my phone down and spent a long time lost in thought.Because I've been seeing him for almost two years...Thinking back, I can't help but smile. My relationship with Jeon Jungkook wasn't exactly laid-back or sophisticated, but it was a fun, mutually endearing relationship. I laughed so much around Jeon Jungkook that it was the most I'd ever laughed in my life. So why did I, someone like me, break up with him? I stared blankly into space.
If I slowly trace them one by one, it seems there were many reasons why we might have broken up. Frequent arguments, completely different ways of expressing ourselves, self-importance over each other, and even a complete lack of understanding of one another. Looking back now, I realize we weren't a good fit back then.Why didn't I know that back then? Now I know it so well.The corners of my lips, which had been slightly raised in a smile, quickly sank back down. It wasn't that I didn't know. I knew, but I ignored it. I was so greedy that I didn't want to lose Jeon Jungkook that I expended unnecessary emotional energy. But this was, after all, my choice. Even though I was sometimes tired and worn out, I was happy, so that meant those things weren't the reason for our breakup.
There was only one reason why I let go of Jeon Jungkook, who I had been greedy for for the first time in my life, and who I had loved madly.
“Oh, I’m really drunk.”
At some point, the clear liquid that had been filling my eyes gradually blurred my vision and fell helplessly in pitter-patter. These tears had to be my last, shed for Jeon Jungkook, and they were the reason I had to have a proper end to Jeon Jungkook. After crying for a while, I wiped my face with cold water and put on a black biker jacket over my ripped jeans and a white short-sleeved T-shirt. Finally, I hesitated in front of the vanity table for a moment before opening the front door a little earlier than the scheduled time. As soon as I opened the door, a faint breeze blew in, mixed with a familiar scent.
“How long have you been there?”
“It hasn’t been that long.”
"… let's go."
Unsurprisingly, the owner of that scent was Jeon Jungkook. The cool, warm scent I'd been smelling for two years enveloped me. Jeon Jungkook's scent had always made me feel good, but now it only made me sad. I pretended nothing was wrong and headed to the elevator ahead of Jeon Jungkook, and he followed me. Just like the day we went out for gamjatang together, we walked side by side for a little over 20 minutes. Unlike that day when we hadn't spoken a word, we chatted as we walked, and thanks to that, the atmosphere was somewhat relaxed by the time we arrived at the barbecue restaurant.
We ordered the usual two-person portions of samgyeopsal (pork belly) and pork skin, three bottles of beer, and two bottles of soju. Jeon Jungkook ordered that menu item as if it were a given, so naturally that I couldn't help but snicker. Sure, it couldn't be true, but if I said I wanted something else, why didn't he just order without asking? It seemed to show how accustomed we were to our memories. Now, both Jeon Jungkook and I had to break free from that. Feeling a bit bitter, I poured myself a glass and filled Jeon Jungkook's glass to the brim.Oh, right. You know?At the sudden fact, Jeon Jungkook stops grilling meat and looks at me.
“Even I can easily do this much.”
“Hey, every time we came here we ate like this, and you were always out of your mind.”
“I told you you drink well.”
"Well, you're saying you can't drink at all-"
“Eat some meat.”
Jeon Jungkook pouted, his pride quite hurt, and placed the well-cooked meat in front of me. I stared at the meat in front of me for a while, then picked it up with chopsticks and put it in my mouth. Jeon Jungkook seemed to have forgotten what I said. I clearly told him that day when we went to eat gamjatang. That this kind of consideration between us not only didn't suit us, but shouldn't exist. I downed my glass of beer in one gulp, and when I put it down, Jeon Jungkook naturally poured mine. He didn't forget to nag me, which he always does whenever we drink together.
“Drink slowly. Then it’ll all go away, you.”
"I don't think that will happen."
"I think I told you not to be too hard on yourself and to be confident in your drinking capacity. I told you over a hundred times to be especially careful when drinking with men."
I feel strange. It's been over three months since we broke up, and why are you the same as before? Jeon Jungkook, whether aware that he's returning to that time or not, just calmly grilling meat with his eyes fixed on the grill. I quietly watched him and bit the inside of my mouth. It's strange that Jeon Jungkook keeps taking care of me, and it's also strange that he nags at me.I'm not your girlfriend anymore.As soon as those words came out of his mouth, it was only then that Jeon Jungkook turned his gaze to me.
“… That’s right. You’re not my girlfriend anymore.”
Jeon Jungkook smiled bitterly, lowering the heat on the grill to low and keeping his mouth shut. The meat was already golden brown, and despite the well-done meat in front of us, we hesitated to pick up our chopsticks. In the bustling barbecue restaurant, silence fell only on the table where Jeon Jungkook and I were sitting. To break the silence, I held out my beer glass to Jeon Jungkook, and he immediately picked up his glass and clinked it with mine. Perhaps sensing that it was time for a drink, we all downed our glasses without exception.
Jeon Jungkook frowned at even a single glass of beer, and since beer wasn't enough, I poured soju into my glass and filled it to the brim. Jeon Jungkook, his eyes wide, quickly snatched the bottle from me, but the glass, already filled with soju, was already on its way to my lips. Knowing I wouldn't get drunk even if I drank like this, I felt a pang of disgust, and Jeon Jungkook poured himself a glass of soju and downed it, furrowing his brow.Drink while thinking about your tolerance. I can drink like this, but you can't.As I put down my glass, Jeon Jungkook also puts down his glass and makes eye contact with me.
“Kim Yeo-ju, why did we break up?”
Now it was time to confess everything to each other. We had to let go of everything we had been holding onto, and either sort things out or end things. To become comfortable neighbors with Jeon Jungkook, I was determined to sever the lingering feelings I'd been holding onto. Even if it meant hurting both of us in the process.
Oh, the amount of content control was a complete failure; this is why we have to talk about Tokbing only through text. It must have been so hard to write a text... Actually, I wanted to talk about the breakup in this episode, but due to the failure of amount control, it has to be postponed until the next episode🤦🏻♀️ Please look forward to it~!
Sonting please👀