We decided not to cross the line.

Episode 95. Hunji's Advance

He was looking around the house when he asked me

"Which room should I use?"




"There’s only one room in this house.





How are you planning to live with me here for a year?"

"Then should we move to a bigger house?





It seems like that would be better, right?"

"Hoonji.






Come here and sit down.

This isn’t something you decide so easily.

You show up out of nowhere with your bags

and say, 'I’m going to live with you from now on,'

and that’s not the end of it."

"What’s the problem?






If it’s too small for two people

then we can just move to a bigger house.

It’s a tourist city, yes, but

there are hardly any Koreans here...

Why do you make everything so serious

and complicated?

You said you don’t want to get married, right?

Then let’s try living together."

It was absurd that he had a solution






for every problem I brought up, but

since he wasn’t wrong

it was hard to argue back.

"Since it’s hard to come to a conclusion about this right now,





I’ll make the pasta first.

Hoonji, go take a shower first."

After wrapping up the conversation for now,





we decided to eat first.

"Wow~ This pasta is so good.





You remember the bean sprout soup I made then, right?

We’re both good at cooking, so there’s nothing to worry about."

I don’t even acknowledge my own cooking skills,





so Hoonji’s shamelessly admitting how good he is at cooking

was so funny I burst out laughing.

"Why? You’re laughing, but why do I feel weirdly annoyed?





Are you laughing at me?"

"No."





I shook my head, holding back my laughter.

"Thanks for eating it so deliciously."





"But there isn’t a Korean supermarket here, so





I can barely eat Korean food.

Hoonji, do you think you can spend a whole year in a place like this?"

"Ah... I do feel a little disappointed about that, but...





I pretty much eat anything, so

it’s fine."

'He really came prepared...






How am I supposed to stop this guy?'

So this is what people mean by reaping what you sow.






For the sin of ending things with him all on my own,

it was hard to push any harder in this situation.

"But Hoonji...





what if I’m still dating Julian?

Why did you come all the way here so recklessly?"

"Ah... that...





After I left for Paris then,

that guy named Julian called me.

Since he called but didn’t say anything,

I guess he was trying to check whose number this was.

Since I answered the phone,

I figured you had broken up when you went to Paris.

Even if you hadn’t broken up...

I was confident I’d be able to find you again.

Because back then,

I could see that all of your heart was still with me."

'Wow... just like I judged Julian too hastily,

I guess I didn’t know everything about Hoonji either...'





I only knew how delicate he was,

and had no idea he was such a meticulous planner.





And he was someone who was more certain about my feelings

than I was myself.

This time,

I had a feeling I wouldn’t be able to stop his plan.
 




"After we finish eating, I’ll do the dishes."

"No, I’ll do it.





You’ll be tired today, so just rest.





If we become housemates from now on,

you’ll have to do it too, Hoonji."

When he heard me, he smiled brightly.

"As expected, you know me well.




So you’re admitting that in the end,




I won’t back down, right?"

"Do something about Hoonji"