I'm not a private person!
The morning we greeted together
On a morning when sunlight was gently filtering through the curtains, Kyo-eun opened her eyes slightly at the feeling of unfamiliar bedding.
I couldn't sleep well because I was nervous until late last night, but strangely, my mind was at peace.
The moment I hugged the blanket and slowly stretched—
Knock knock
A knock on the door.
우지(지훈)
“Sir, are you awake?”
A familiar, yet not awkward, voice. It was Woozi.
하교은
“Ah, yes..! Just now…!”
Kyo-eun got out of bed in a hurry, tidied her hair, and opened the door.
Standing in front of the door was Ji-hoon, wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and comfortable pants, holding a warm mug in his hand.
우지(지훈)
“Here, my morning coffee. No sugar.”
하교은
“…Wow…I’m so touched….”
Kyo-eun opened her eyes wide as she accepted the coffee, and Ji-hoon smiled slightly and tilted his head as he spoke.
우지(지훈)
“When I was alone, there was no one to take care of me like this, so I just ate whatever I wanted and left.
우지(지훈)
“Today, I wanted to start a little differently.”
하교은
"Really...?"
우지(지훈)
"Yeah. We both had a hard time yesterday. But now that we're together like this..."
Kyo-eun nodded with the corners of her lips slightly raised, and Woo-ji lightly stroked her head.
우지(지훈)
“Go wash up and come out. I’ll prepare breakfast.”
하교은
“…Huh?! Morning?!”
우지(지훈)
“Yeah, ramen.”
하교은
“Phew…”
The two laughed together.
Yesterday's dark and heavy shadows were momentarily being pushed away by the sun-filled window.
Two people sitting facing each other at a small table.
The look in our eyes as we ate steaming bowls of ramen together was warmer than anything else.
Woozi said while holding chopsticks.
우지(지훈)
"Kyo-eun, honestly... this kind of routine feels really unfamiliar to me. But because of you... I feel like I want to get used to it."
하교은
“Me too. I want to get used to it. This time with Ji-hoon.”
So the two of them slowly savored their morning together for a long time.
***
하교은
"Ji-Hoon, I'll do the dishes."
After finishing breakfast, Kyo-eun moved the empty dishes to the sink and spoke, but Woo-ji came up from behind and stood next to Kyo-eun, linking arms.
우지(지훈)
"Hey, let's do it together. There's nothing much to do at home anyway."
하교은
"...Then I'll rinse."
우지(지훈)
"Okay. But this kitchen is small... what should I do?"
하교은
"Yes...? What's so narrow..."
Woozi deliberately pressed his body a little closer and whispered playfully.
Kyo-eun's eyes widened in embarrassment.
A distance where our shoulders would bump into each other with just a little movement and our breaths would touch each other.
하교은
“Ji, Ji-Hoon, you’re too close…!”
우지(지훈)
"Oh, I didn't do it on purpose. The kitchen is small, isn't it?"
Wooji laughed slyly, and the tip of Kyo-eun's hair, which had been turning her head, lightly brushed Wooji's chin.
At that moment, Kyo-eun stopped breathing, and Woo-ji stopped moving for a moment and looked at her quietly.
우지(지훈)
“I guess that means we’re that close?”
하교은
"...What is it.."
우지(지훈)
"...we."
A feeling like my heart is sinking.
Kyo-eun lowered her head without saying a word, and Woo-ji playfully took off his rubber gloves and said.
우지(지훈)
"Okay. Tomorrow, I'll cook, and Kyo-eun will do the dishes. What do you think?"
하교은
“…Since when did you decide to do that…”
우지(지훈)
"now."
The day that started in that small kitchen was soft and sweet, like the daily routine of an old lover.
After finishing the dishes, Wooji stood by the window, holding a glass of water and looking at Kyo-eun, muttering to himself.
우지(지훈)
“This is... nice. Living together.”
At those words, a smile appeared on Kyo-eun's face without her knowing it.