Chapter 182 – Chapter 182
Eun-chae felt good.
If it’s natural, then it’s natural. He had fun playing with Do-gyun all day, so it couldn’t be bad.
I watched interesting videos on my smartphone, cooked with Do-gyun, and unlike usual, I did 5 duels each, so it could be said to be the best day by Eun-chae’s standards.
Eun-chae was so happy to be the happiest Eun-chae in the world today, and looked at Do-gyun who was sleeping while thinking about that.
On the bed in the bedroom.
It was a good time to come.
Do-gyun always gives Eun-chae an arm pillow on days when they sleep together, and Eun-chae really likes this arm pillow.
One of the reasons was that it was big and warm, but it was because I could hug Do-gyun more tightly if I was wearing an arm pillow like this.
Eun-chae wrapped her arms around Do-gyun’s waist and closed her eyes as she watched Do-kyun exhaling her breath.
This is why, just before she falls asleep, she has thoughts that come to her mind.
What do you do when you wake up next time? And what kind of games do you want to play with Do-gyun?
A small smile formed on Eun-chae’s lips at the thought that made her heart pound just thinking about it.
*
Early in the morning, Eun-seol opened her eyes and frowned at the warm body temperature that wrapped around her body.
I felt the weight. Rolling her eyes, she realized that the one she was cutting was Do-gyun’s arm, and the one wrapped around her waist was also Do-kyun’s arm.
If she looked down a bit more, she saw that her own legs and Do-gyun’s legs were tangled in a mess.
There was only one case of waking up like this. It must have been Ko Eun-chae’s turn the day before.
Eun-seol let out a small breath, removed Do-gyun’s arm from her waist, then pulled her leg out and got out of her bed.
He yawned lightly and stretched, then looked up on the bed and saw Do-gyun, who was sleeping unaware of the world, entering his field of vision.
She always had a thought when she saw her sleeping there.
‘It looks like a dick.’
Does that guy know That she sleeps with her eyes half open. Looking at only the whites of those half-open eyes made me want to punch him.
Eun-seol shook her head and left the bedroom, then she grabbed her clothes from the dressing room and headed for the shower.
It was always a routine.
When I wake up, the first thing I do is take a shower, get a cup of coffee and read a book, and when Do-gyun wakes up while reading, I eat rice.
Eun-seol, who continued to think about that while being hit by the water stream coming out of the shower, suddenly felt startled and shivered.
It was because of the word ‘always’ that he came up with just before he was.
Very naturally, he used the word ‘always’ to describe his life with Do-gyun, and it was because he was unfamiliar with himself.
Food. A smile escaped Eunseol’s mouth.
Seriously, what a silly thought. It was only a little over a year of his own long life, but it was a laugh that came out of himself realizing that he felt like he had been doing it his whole life.
Eun-seol closed his eyes and was bathed in the moderately warm water stream, erasing the small ripples that floated inside.
*
Do-gyun opened his eyes in a daze and left the bedroom scratching his stomach.
At the end of her gaze, it was Eun-seol sitting on the sofa and reading a book.
“Good morning.”
Morning greetings. He raised his head of stealth.
Eun-seol ‘tuk’ at Do-gyun’s slender muscles and clicked his tongue, then withdrew his gaze and licked his lips.
“Rice.”
The short remark clearly had a clear intention.
Do-gyun scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed face at Eun-seol’s expression and the words he passed, then nodded.
“Please wait a moment.”
“Yes.”
Eun-seol looked at Do-gyun heading to the kitchen, and soon moved her gaze back to the book and started to finish reading.
A book I’ve read several times already.
It wasn’t that I forgot to read it again. It was not to feel new emotions through re-reading.
It was right to say that the act of ‘reading a book’ itself has become a habit and is being handed over mechanically.
Eun-seol blankly turned the pages and waited for the meal to be completed, listening to the sound of something being grilled from the kitchen.
How many tens of minutes had passed?
Eun-seol spat out those words while sitting in front of the table and looking at the menu on the table.
“Is it meat again?”
“It’s left over from making it yesterday.”
“Look at me and treat him with Goeunchae?”
“… Why are you talking like that?”
Do-kyun flinched and trembled as he said that before picking up his chopsticks.
“Isn’t it still delicious?”
Eun-seol felt a sigh of relief at the sight of Do-gyun taking the meat and putting it in his mouth with a non-trivial attitude.
“Is it meat again?” Was not just a word.
Do-gyun’s eating habits have changed to such an extent that such words really came out.
Is that guy starting to resemble Ko Eun-chae?
Eun-seol’s gaze turned to Do-gyun’s rice bowl.
Rice that didn’t even fill half of the small bowl.
It would be understandable if Do-gyun was a source of news, but at least from Eun-seol’s point of view, Do-gyun was a glutton whose meal was twice as much as others.
That means leaving a little bit of rice on the side and filling the lacking amount by eating meat.
It wasn’t that the meat was bad, but… It goes without saying that making such an unbalanced diet a habit is bad for the body.
I’m old, so I can’t say anything more. It is unavoidable that such a sigh comes out.
Eun-seol recalled the thought, ‘When will this guy grow up?’, And picked up his spoon.
*
It was a new remark, but Do-gyun and Eun-seol did not talk much to each other.
As for why… It can be said that Eun-seol is not a person who talks too much.
Eun-seol was a person who enjoyed a quiet atmosphere, and Do-gyun was a person who knew how to fit himself into Eun-seol’s tendencies.
Since they do not invade each other’s territory, most of the day Eun-seol and Do-gyun spend are sitting side by side on the sofa and doing their own thing.
It was like that today too.
After Do-gyun healed the internal injury that had caused him to suffer, he started exploring the deep sea again, and Eun-seol read a paper book all day long with a slightly dazed face.
At the end of the day, where there was nothing unusual about drinking coffee or stretching and walking around the yard, late at night, Eun-seol took out a bottle of wine.
Do-gyun smiled and said that at the sight of Eun-seol bringing out the wine.
“Would you like something to snack on?”
“With tempura.”
“Yes.”
Do-gyun stood up.
It’s a routine that has become a natural process at some point.
When Eun-seol brings out a drink, he serves the snack himself, and sits next to Eun-seol to spend time together.
Even though he knew that Eun-seol enjoyed working with others through his rare facial expressions and actions, Do-gyun, who was weak in alcohol and could not keep up with Eun-seol’s pace, added his own consideration to his routine.
‘Shall we use french fries?’
Because it’s smooth and easy to make.
Do-gyun, who decided on the menu with a small smile, took out a few leftover potatoes from the refrigerator, washed them, cut them into bite-sized pieces, and put them in the air fryer.
Set the time and wait for the cooking to finish in front of the air fryer. When he opened the lid of the air fryer at the sound of ‘Tee-Ring’, Do-Gyun saw the finished French fries in an appetizing shape.
Do-gyun, who put the finished fries on a plate and took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, went to the seat next to Eun-seol’s sofa and put the fries on the table in front of the sofa.
“Today I want to drink too.”
“Anyway.”
Eun-seol opened the wine and started filling the glass.
A golden wave rippled in the transparent glass.
Watching this, Do-gyun opened his portion of the can until it made a ‘snap’ sound, then opened his mouth as he pushed the can towards Eun-seol.
“Braided?”
Eun-seol’s eyes were on the can that Do-gyun held out.
After looking at the can for a while, Eun-seol gave a small nod, knocked her glass against the can, and drank.
When Eun-seol and Do-gyun take a sip of alcohol and then take a bite of a snack, it becomes the moment when at least a conversation between the two takes place.
There are probably more conversations to be had from now on than the conversations you have had throughout the day.
“How is Eun-ah these days?”
“Good. I took less medicine, my social phobia was almost completely healed, and my work… You seem to be doing well.”
The stories that usually come out are about these personal changes.
“Who is Ko Eun-chae?”
“Eunchae is always nice. Ah, these days I’m a bit stubborn, so there are times when it’s difficult.”
“Isn’t it like that because you said you were coming?”
“Are you a kid?”
“What about the kid, do you know that he was born before me?”
A word that always comes out when talking about Eunchae.
And, the answer Do-kyun would give to this statement was always the same.
“Eunseol is my younger brother.”
Eun-seol’s eyes began to take on a stern look.
Do-kyun shrank at the sight of Eun-seol glaring at him, then gave a giggle.
“You have to be good to your sister.”
“Just die.”
“I’m sorry.”
Do-gyun said that and drank another beer.
Conversations that always come and go, always the same ending. Do-gyun, who was thinking of such a thought, glanced at the thought that suddenly passed through his head, and then spat out the words.
“Eunseol.”
“What.”
Careless answer. Do-gyun looked at Eun-seol refilling the empty glass before he knew it, and smiled at the thought that came to his mind.
“Coming to think of it, Eunseol is now about middle school age.”
Flinch.
Eun-seol’s body trembled.
Eun-seol’s weakness is always trying to look mature.
“If you think about it that way, isn’t that twice the age gap with me?”
A red flag appeared on Eun-seol’s face.
He could see the strength in his hand holding his glass.
Eun-seol opened his eyes wide and spat out words at Do-gyun with a more stern expression than ever before.
“What the fuck.”
Eun-seol was a person who cursed when he needed something to say.
