There was a slightly regretful feeling.
“Yeah. Thank you, Oppa.”
Yumi nodded slowly, trying to hide her disappointed feelings.
It was the last conversation between Yumi and Jiho in London.
**
Jiho sent a message to Isu that he was departing and left the house.
Yoonsu followed Jiho outside.
“I’ll drive you.”
“It’s okay. I’ll contact you when I arrive.”
Jiho lightly hugged Yoonsu.
“Yeah. I wanted to see Isu once while you were here. It’s a pity you’re leaving like this.”
“Next time, when Mom comes to Seoul, let’s meet then.”
Jiho didn’t want to invite Isu to Yoonsu’s house.
It was obvious that it would be an uncomfortable time.
Moreover, when considering Soo, who cleared her schedule for a whole day for Jiho’s birthday during a short period, I felt even more sorry to ask for her time.
“That’s a good idea. By any chance… are you going with Soo?”
Yeonsoo hesitated until the end and asked Jiho.
Because Yumi and Sumin are always together, there was no opportunity to ask, even if she was curious.
Jiho looked at Yeonsoo’s expression and hesitated a bit before answering.
“Yes. I wanted to go with her, so I begged her. She hasn’t been to Paris.”
“Oh, I see. I understand.”
Yeonsoo nodded, thinking that her guess was correct.
‘If they are traveling together, their relationship is really not ordinary.’
Due to what she heard from Sumin, Yeonsoo’s impression of Soo was not very good.
Due to various thoughts passing through her mind, Yeonsoo’s expression became awkward.
‘What would mothers usually say to their sons who are going on a trip with their girlfriends?’
Yeonsoo hesitated and then opened her mouth.
“Jiho, …you need to treat Soo as much as you like. Do you understand what Mom means?”
It was a mother’s concern as a son.
She believed that Jiho would understand even if she said only this much.
“Yes. Don’t worry.”
Jiho gently stroked Yeonsoo’s back with his big hand.
Facing Yeonsoo’s eyes filled with worry, he smiled as if to reassure her.
“Be careful of pickpockets in Paris. If anything happens, contact Mom right away. Take care of Soo too.”
“Yes.”
Jiho answered while hugging Yeonsoo’s small shoulders.
With the thought of spending the next ten days 24/7 with Soo, a smile did not leave Jiho’s face.
“Is Soo that great?”
Jiho had a cheerful look from the morning.
Looking at Jiho, who was smiling so much, Yeonsoo couldn’t help but laugh.
Jiho, who left after eating only yesterday morning, did not come home until late at night.
Yeonsoo heard the sound of the front door opening before dawn today.
Jiho seemed not to show any signs of fatigue on his face, even though he probably didn’t sleep well.
“Yes.”
Seeing Jiho, who answered with a look of not knowing what to do with his happiness, Yeonsoo also laughed.
“Yeah. I can tell just by looking at your face.”
“It’s hot, go inside now.”
Jiho’s excited heart matched the beautiful summer morning with a clear blue sky.
**
Late at night.
Every hour on the hour, the Eiffel Tower sparkled for 5 minutes.
Soo was nestled in Jiho’s arms, smiling brightly as she watched that sight.
Beyond the hotel room window, the Eiffel Tower, spewing out dazzling lights of various colors, proudly displayed its beautiful figure.
Without hearing Soo’s words that she wanted to see the Eiffel Tower if they went to Paris, Jiho had reserved a hotel where they could see the Eiffel Tower from the room.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful.”
Soo exclaimed in admiration.
The first impression during the day was disappointing, as it simply looked like a large and tall iron structure. However, with just one light, it completely transformed into a different feeling.
Jiho tightly embraced Soo from behind and gazed at the same place.
“It feels like a dream….”
The hotel reminiscent of a palace, the dazzlingly shining Eiffel Tower, and Jiho embracing Soo. Everything around Soo felt unreal.
“It’s not a dream.”
Jiho said, pressing his lips against Soo’s cheek.
It was not a dream that would disappear upon waking up; it was a vividly felt happiness.
Soo found the dream-like atmosphere so romantic that she didn’t want to divert her gaze for a moment.
She remained in a daze for a while, captivated by the brilliantly sparkling lights.
It might become commonplace if seen every day, but for now, just looking at it made her heart flutter and pound.
“How long are you going to keep looking?”
Jiho, who had been holding Soo from behind, asked as he released her.
“I don’t know. Until I get tired, maybe?”
Knowing that she wouldn’t easily get tired, Soo replied.
It wasn’t intentional, but it was hard to take her eyes off.
“Your legs must be tired.”
Even though she was leaning against the long window, thinking about Soo, who probably didn’t sleep much last night and entered the room at dawn, made Jiho think she might be tired.
Jiho pulled a chair from the tea table and sat Soo down behind her.
“Sit here comfortably and watch. I’ll go wash up first.”
“Okay.”
Jiho took out underwear and pajamas from the suitcase.
On the way to the bathroom, he glanced back for a moment, but Soo didn’t give Jiho a single glance and sat there.
‘I wonder if she’s sleeping alone at this rate.’
With such thoughts, Jiho went into the bathroom, thinking he might have booked the hotel with a good view for no reason.
The sound of water as Jiho washed could be heard from the bathroom.
Soo slowly took her eyes off the beautiful scenery and headed for the suitcase that had been moved to her position by the staff.
It was a journey with Jiho, her first trip to Paris, and she couldn’t spend it just looking at the Eiffel Tower.
She unlocked the suitcase and opened it wide.
Plop.
She took out the clothes one by one, hung them all on the hanger, and placed cosmetics and belongings on the dressing table.
She also took out underwear and pajamas, neatly organizing them in the drawer.
After closing the empty suitcase and filling the zipper, the sound of water stopped abruptly, and shortly after, Jiho came out of the bathroom.
Moist hair and a strong fragrance emanated from his body.
“Finally done with the sightseeing?”
Jiho asked with a smirk.
“Yeah. I’m going to wash up now.”
Soo stood up with underwear and pajamas in hand.
“Come in and shower together.”
Soo, lightly rolling her eyes at Jiho’s teasing smile, entered the bathroom.
After finishing the shower, the same fragrance from head to toe as what Jiho had was emitted from Soo.
Wearing even pajamas neatly, she opened the bathroom door, and strangely, it was eerily quiet.
Perhaps he had fallen asleep.
Unconsciously, Soo held her breath and walked stealthily.
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