We decided not to cross the line (Season 2)

Episode 54. His friends

We ate that ridiculously salty dinner and

sat around the living room table.





What I’d brought to play with Hunji

I took out the board games and set them on the table.





We decided the losing team would do the dishes, and

the game began.





Me and Hunji,

and Hunji’s brother and a friend made up the other team.





One Card, Diamond Game,

and even Jenga—we all

turned back into grade-school kids while playing.





Maybe because washing the dishes was on the line,

everyone was more serious than I expected.





Even when I play games with my grade-school-age nieces and nephews,

I never go easy on them.




From all the games I’d played with my nieces and nephews

I showed the skills I’d built up over time with no regrets.





At last, our team won 2:1.





Hunji’s brother and Seongu

ended up on dishwashing duty as the price of defeat,

and meanwhile we went out

to buy ice cream.





"Hunji. I thought I’d be super awkward

when I met your friends,

but seeing them today, they seem better than I expected.


And thank you."






"For what?"






"For calling me princess.ㅎ"






"Ah... Princess!!

I think the way you address someone

decides how you treat them.

From now on, my friends will treat Janga as if she’s a princess."

"At first I thought I’d die from how awkward it was,






but now I think it’s actually made things more comfortable."

"So... Janga...."





He said, looking at me.





"Don’t be too scared before you’ve even gone through it."





I nodded.





And



I could feel

that he really meant it.

"Then should my friends call Hunji





Prince?"

"Huh? I guess so!!





Then I automatically become Prince too."

He laughed heartily.




But




later, my friends called Hunji

'Little Young Master'

instead of Prince.

"By the way... Hunji.





Actually, when I was seeing Taehyung,

I ran into your sister by chance.

At that time... she asked to see me,

but I turned her down."

"You did?"





"After seeing your brother today,





I somehow feel like I’m going to tell your sister about it."

"If you don’t want to meet her, I’ll explain it."





"No. It’s not that I don’t want to meet her..."





I paused for a moment.




"I’m sorry because back then I was so cold about it."

 



"...If that’s what Janga did,

she must have had her reasons."





'Whoa... what is with this guy?'

'How much did he mature in the meantime?'





Sure enough, the next day

I got a message from Hunji’s sister.





'About meeting...'

We made plans




to meet up that weekend.




A few days later, in the evening,

just as I was finishing up and about to close the door,





Woojin came in.

"Woojin!





Is this your last coffee before getting off work?"





"No, Janga.

I came to say goodbye before I leave for Spain."




"Really?

You’re leaving that soon?"

"That’s how it turned out.





The position I’m going to

was suddenly open, so I ended up leaving right away."





"Woojin..."

I smiled, trying hard to hide my disappointment.

"Have a healthy trip.





Oh, and here’s my phone number.




I’m only giving it to you now.





Let me know how you’re doing over there."

Before we said goodbye

I gave him a friendly hug, wishing him to stay healthy and well.

Not long after Woojin left,





the door opened again.

"Hunji.

What brings you here? At this hour?"





But

he didn’t look very happy.





"Janga."
 
"Yes?"




"Janga..."

He stopped talking for a moment.





"Why are you so kind to everyone?"





"Huh? What do you mean...?"





"Not everything is as it seems."   




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