W. Malrang
I needed to ring the doorbell, but my hands wouldn't move. If I opened the door and went in, my brother would be there. What should I do? I knew I'd be flustered and awkward.
It felt strange to see me holding an umbrella in a sky so clear it looked white, not blue. Subin, who hadn't even seen his nose for two days, insisted on making me come all the way to his house.
What should I do with this umbrella? I have to return it.
Ding-dong
Contrary to my expectations, the door opened right away. Hi, brother... Ugh.
I tried to greet her as brightly as possible, but failed. It wasn't Soobin oppa, but the woman who had rushed out. I bowed and greeted her warmly, but then she asked me a favor.
"Subin is very sick right now, so I have to go out urgently... If it's okay, could Yeoju stay by her side?"
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"If it was going to hurt this much, why did you give me an umbrella, you idiot Choi Soo-bin?"
He said he had a bad cold. It was because he gave me an umbrella and got drenched. Knowing that, I'm so upset and irritated. I hate you, Choi Soo-bin.
I looked at my brother, who was groaning and sweating profusely, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a wet towel.
"I thought I was going to die when I woke up, really- You made me suffer mentally, and now you're making me suffer physically too?"
"..Why are you here?"
"!..huh"
As I was muttering to myself, my brother struggled to raise his upper body and asked me. I was flustered and flustered, but he looked at the towel in my hand and, as if he'd grasped the situation, sighed deeply.
"I'm sorry for wasting your time."
"If you're going to say something like that, you should get some more sleep."
"..How can I sleep when you're here?"
"Oh, you were sleeping so soundly just now. What are you doing?" I nonchalantly wiped my brother's neck with a wet towel. He took a moment to catch his breath, unresponsively, under my touch, then grabbed my wrist and put me down.
"why?"
"I'm okay now, so go home quickly."
"Oppa"
"It's really okay"
"Do you hate me that much when I'm next to you? I don't like you anymore either. Don't get me wrong, I really do!"
F*ck... I'm screwed. I spewed out words I didn't mean again. After a while of silence, my brother finally put my hand down with a bitter smile.
"Okay, I won't get you wrong."
"...You know what, oppa? I really hate you. I hate you more than anything in the world."
"Okay, okay."
"What else should I have known!!"
My heart was pounding, and I lost my temper for no reason. I cried and yelled, and only then did my brother raise his head to meet mine. His eyes were strangely sad.
I felt like if I kept facing him, everything I had decided to do would fall apart, so I stopped whining and spoke quietly.
..sorry for yelling.
"There's porridge and medicine on the table, so be sure to eat."
"..."
"Just don't eat it. I'll really hate you."
I immediately got up, packed my bags, and left the house. I was upset that he was hurting instead of me, and it felt like he kept pushing me away. Still, seeing my brother after so long was exciting. I felt sorry for Yeonjun, who still contacted me.
As soon as I got home, I collapsed on the bed and stared at the ceiling. When will this terrible unrequited love ever end? - Should I just date Yeonjun oppa? .. No, I haven't even made up my mind yet. No.
Then, just as my eyes were starting to close, they suddenly opened.
"Ah, damn it, an umbrella!.."
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