By Zephyria 
As if to disprove it, he didn’t answer. He only sent a silent gaze. As if stubbornly insisting on something.
Not that his heart would change, so just as Eun-ha was inwardly chewing on his predicament, the cell phone on the table started vibrating at a good timing.
It was Gu Hae-bin’s call. Eun-ha, who tilted the phone to check the caller, asked for understanding with a look. Yeon-jun nodded shallowly, and he answered the phone. Slightly twisting his shoulder to the side.
“Why.”
Did you lose something?
At the sudden main point, something immediately came to mind. It was just before dawn, just before leaving the hotel room, that he noticed something. He didn’t know, but when he tried to grab it, his wallet was nowhere to be found.
The stress level rose sharply due to the unpleasant fact he learned when he was already feeling troubled, so he regarded the critical situation as nothing and deleted it from his memory.
But. It seemed that Gu Hae-bin had found it well. A sense of relief arose at the unexpected good news. He thought he had completely lost it.
“Did you pick it up?”
Yeah, you bastard. What’s up? I went to see if you sobered up, but only a poor wallet was left and the owner disappeared.
“…….”
What did you disappear to do? Like a rat without a sound.
“……What. What am I going to do.”
He grumbled, knowing that the thief wouldn’t just be caught red-handed. A short murmur of ‘fool’ came over.
You knew Park Hyun-ji would be pissed off, right?
“Ah. ……Is she very angry?”
She’s pissed off. She says she’s going to kill you. For leaving without saying a word.
“……First, I’ll contact her separately to resolve it. That.”
Whatever. Do as you please. How are you going to get the wallet?
“I’ll adjust to your schedule.” You can come pick it up anytime. It’s not urgent.”
Or see me for a bit today. I have something to say.
“Something to say?”
He glanced at Yeon-jun as the call went on, and asked back. As the sight of him waiting silently with a blank expression came into view, he became conscious of it, and Eun-ha quickly made an appointment with Gu Hae-bin, who told him to meet up, and ended the call.
After that, there was silence for a while. Eun-ha stared at something on the table, silently watching Yeon-jun, who didn’t seem to react, before turning his head to the window. The sky, which had been dimly lit at dawn when he came here, was now completely bright.
After contemplating while meaninglessly taking in the passersby, he cleared his head.
What more can I do?
He must have understood enough by now. After a light sigh, he suggested that they get up now. Then he got up first. Assuming that he would follow.
His heart was endlessly uncomfortable, as if he were wearing ill-fitting clothes.
On the way home, he took a taxi as he had done when he came. Considering that he would be drinking, he had taken a taxi to the party the day before.
Eun-ha, who had inadvertently said to take it together since they lived in the same area, belatedly realized that even though he knew where he lived, he didn’t know where he lived.
However, when Yeon-jun heard those words, he simply nodded silently without the slightest surprise, so he naturally guessed. He must have witnessed him going in and out of the Officetel sometime.
“…Hyung, are you okay?”
Yeon-jun, who had been silent throughout the ride, suddenly asked that as he got out of the taxi and walked towards the Officetel. In an everyday tone, as if nothing had happened.
It was a sudden worry, but it wasn’t new. After the act, when he stayed at the hotel for a while before dawn, he kept asking that, unable to stay still. As if he was concerned. Furthermore, even revealing self-reproach.
Self-reproach. It was something he shouldn’t have. Eun-ha retorted jokingly.
“How many times are you going to ask?”
“…You keep looking uncomfortable.”
“You don’t have to worry about it.”
“Are you saying you’re okay?”
“I mean it’s none of your business.”
His physical condition couldn’t have been okay. His crotch was constantly throbbing, and his body, which had been pushed far beyond its limits, was occasionally trembling in his limbs. A constant cold feeling was swirling inside his face. It seemed to be because he cried so much yesterday.
Crying like he was going to die, until his throat was completely hoarse… The memory of being held and shaken wildly occupied his mind without him being able to stop it.
Eun-ha inadvertently assessed that he might have quite a talent for it for the first time, and even casually extended his impression that it seemed better than usual, before suddenly coming to his senses and cutting off the extremely immoral flow of consciousness. It was the moment he was self-deprecating, saying that his usual habits hadn’t gone anywhere.
“……Why is it none of my business? I’m the one who made you like that.”
Yeon-jun said in a voice that was somehow stiff. Eun-ha retorted lightly.
“It’s funny. Being worried about by an eight-year-old.”
He couldn’t be the opposite… It was a shameful thing. Responsibility. Self-reproach. That was his share. Yeon-jun just had to criticize and tear him apart. That’s not what the person in question seemed to think.
Suddenly, he stopped walking reflexively at the gesture of someone blocking his path. He raised his head.
The eyes he looked into were black and shimmering.
“I don’t know what’s funny.”
“…….”
“Does being young mean I can’t worry?”
Eun-ha raised an ambiguous smile at the tone of questioning, as if he was upset. Rather, he just wanted to mention the issue of face.
He thought he had already finished talking about it, so he replaced the answer with sufficient silence. He gave him time as if to think about it again, and then took a diagonal step to get out of the way.
However, Yeon-jun blocked his path, and even the step he was about to take in the opposite direction followed him again, blocking his way.
Eventually, Eun-ha, who stopped with a ‘tsk’ sound, raised his eyebrows.
“What’s wrong?”
“Thinking about it, I think it’s a bit too much.”
“What is.”
“So, I’m now.”
He said that far and then bit his lower lip tightly before letting go.
“……Just now, I got rejected, right?”
It was a choked voice. Eun-ha ambiguously raised his eyes.
“But the person in question hasn’t even confessed yet.”
“…….”
“From the beginning, I haven’t even thought about doing that. Hyung says he’s sorry, but his actions are the opposite… ”
“……Um.”
“If you’re that sorry, shouldn’t you be thinking about treating me better in the future? Instead of pushing me away like this.”
What did I do wrong… Eun-ha, who had been listening silently to the deeply depressed voice, finally hurried to stretch out his eyebrows.
“You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the one who did wrong.”
“That’s right.”
“……Huh?”
“If you want to be picky, Hyung is the one who did wrong, right?”
“…….”
Eun-ha slightly opened his mouth at the unexpected accusation.
“But why is Hyung coming to the conclusion that he’s cutting me off again… I really don’t know no matter how much I think about it.”
“…….”
“Hyung is making that conclusion all by himself. I never agreed. From the beginning, you didn’t even ask for my opinion, you just did everything as you pleased…”
“…….”
“Like my feelings are nothing. Back then too.”
Back then. Even in the midst of being embarrassed by the sudden outpouring of complaints, Eun-ha was able to easily recall the starting point that Yeon-jun was mentioning.
‘Shall we replace the meal with this.’
‘…….’
‘I hope you don’t contact me separately with the number I gave you before.’
Come to think of it, back then too.
It was an unusually calm and quiet feeling. Unlike before, when he would clearly show his pleasant feelings just by making eye contact, pretending not to.