And after the call ended, she chewed and ate the remaining side dishes and a bowl of rice to the last bite.
The street lamp lights outside the window whizzed past. It had been a long time since darkness had fallen. Ji Ho took a moment to look at the messages on his phone.
[Ji Ho, what time will you get home today? (5:48 PM)] [If nothing happens, 10 o’clock? (7:20 PM)]That was the last message with Hye Yoon today. There was no reply after that. He thought about calling her several times, but decided not to. If she fell asleep because she was tired, he didn’t want to wake her up, and even more so if it was her home.
He tried to type ‘Are you still at home?’ but eventually turned off the screen. He thought that if she was already home and saw such a message, it would be bothersome for her.
“You worked hard. I’ll pick you up around 8 tomorrow.”
“You must be more tired, brother. Go home and rest quickly.”
“Uh…… And Ji Ho.”
The voice of Bong Ki caught Ji Ho’s hand, about to open the door. Ji Ho paused his movement and nodded at Bong Ki, as if urging him to continue.
“Well… be careful. I don’t know whether you had a date or just watched a movie together. Anyway, you managed to keep it lowprofile.”
“Yeah.”
It seemed the events at the cinema last night had reached Bong Ki. Bong Ki stared at Ji Ho who answered without any hesitation.
“Well… I suppose you will handle it well. Don’t I know you?”
“It’s because I learned from you, hyung.”
“Wow……”
“Hehe. I said that to move you. I’m leaving now.”
It seemed that his gaze held nine years of time. Hence, Ji Ho also threw out an uncomfortable sincerity and got out of the car. Bong Ki quietly felt the profound emotion spreading in his chest.
By the time he started the car after being lost in thought for five minutes, Ji Ho felt somewhat ridiculous but a bit nervous in front of her house.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Clank
“Ah……”
And as soon as the door opened, the darkness that had silently piled up for hours poured out tragically. A cleanly tidied entrance and a house with the lights off beyond the glass front door.
She really did leave.
Today, his heavy slippers made annoying noises all the way to the bedroom. When he opened the door, it was the same as the shoe rack in the entrance. Completely empty. It was a bit lonely.
Ji Ho briefly scanned the room and casually tossed his jacket onto the bed. Suppressing his dry throat, he undressed and headed for the shower.
Rrrr Rrrr
Both his hand and foot stopped at that moment. A cute name had popped up on his phone in his jacket pocket. It seemed as if all the regret from earlier had vanished.
“……Did you get home okay?”
As soon as he picked up, he diverted his feelings.
Yes. But, Ji Ho, about yesterday. The thing about granting one wish each.
“Huh?”
If he had paid closer attention, he would have understood Hye Yoon’s feelings. For some reason, her voice was filled with excitement. How could he have noticed that? Ji Ho sat on the edge of the bed, listening to that cheerful voice.
“You said to write it next time. I want to write it now.”
“Heh. Why are you so excited? Tell me.”
He didn’t need to recognize her regret. Although he himself didn’t understand, he had let it go easily. Smiling, Ji Ho waited for Hye Yoon’s next words.
“That is…… our home view is quite good, you know? It’s like a garden when you look out the window from the second floor.”
“……What do you mean?”
Her enthusiastic yet hardtounderstand words were cute. The following words were easily understood but a bit surprising.
“So…… do you want to come and see our house now? That’s what I want.”
“…….”
“Come down. It’s right in front of the house.”
Ji Ho, who had put his clothes back on, left the house. The speed of the transition from feeling upset to feeling welcomed, and then to feeling absurd, was so fast that it left him somewhat dazed.
Upon opening the door of the car with the hazard lights on, Hye Yoon looked at him with a satisfied expression. The speed at which the absurdity turned into happiness was also instantaneous.
“Um…… what is it? I have no clue.”
“Did you pack your essentials?”
When he showed her the bag with his pajamas, Hye Yoon nodded and smoothly moved the car. Hye Yoon liked the way Ji Ho looked at her as if he was confused.
“Why?”
“Just…… wondering what situation this is?”
She enjoyed giving him the opportunity to announce a small plan.
“In fact, the house tour is an excuse. I want to prepare breakfast for you tomorrow morning.”
“…….”
“Because there might not be another chance if it’s not today.”
Ji Ho nodded slightly. Given that the remaining month of filming was all in Busan, he wouldn’t have any reason to be in Seoul for the time being.
“You won’t see me after you return from Busan? Ah…… I guess yesterday wasn’t that great.”
“Eek! It’s not like that at all! It’s just that it would get too late. I wanted to do it quickly……”
“I see.”
Perhaps Hye Yoon was greatly flustered as she beat the steering wheel, venting her excitement. Ji Ho was still looking at her face and laughing. The words said in jest had a way of weighing on his heart.
There weren’t many days left that they had to be linked together, after all.
“It’s true……”
“Okay.”
But Hye Yoon, who had no way of knowing Ji Ho’s thoughts, was frustrated that she couldn’t show her sincerity. Even thinking about last night, she was like a heated coffee pot, seeming to steam and make a noise and if she even uttered the words that she was really happy.
It was beyond the realm of embarrassment she could handle. She was tormenting the steering wheel with her fingers.
“I should have driven.”
“Hey, I drive quite a bit. I’ve never had an accident, and I abide by the traffic rules.”
“Alright. I got it. Brake.”
“Mama…”
Screech
Contrary to Ji Ho’s calm voice, it was a situation where she almost ran a signal. The car that barely stopped crossed the stop line slightly.
“……I don’t normally do this.”
She turned her head slightly to convey her grievance. It was frustrating that she always made mistakes when Ji Ho was around.
“I know. You drink well and drive well.”
Whether she knew it or not, Ji Ho’s eyes were full of playfulness and affection. When he pointed straight ahead with his finger, Hye Yoon sped up again.
“Wow! Have I totally become a liar now?”
“Heh. Did it show?”
He often responded to her usual words in this way. Unlike the dark night, the inside of the car was bright as midday due to Hye Yoon. Ji Ho, who had been briefly looking at her face, turned his gaze forward and opened his mouth.
As if trying to revert the midday atmosphere back to its original time.
“And just in case, I’m saying this.”
“Huh? What is it?”
“You do know what it means when a woman invites a man to her home after 10 PM, right?”
“……What?!”
Her eyes, which suddenly grew wide, shot a quick sideways glance at Ji Ho.
“I’m really looking forward to it.”
His eyes had a spoonful of jest but they looked quite sultry, as if they had absorbed the night. His voice was even more intense.
“That’s not what……”
“Brake.”
“Eek!”
Ji Ho’s low laughter flowed inside the car.
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