By Zephyria 
Kwon Mi-eon caught the word and teased him. Anyone could tell it was a joke, but Mo Yeon-hu couldn’t laugh.
‘Why am I doing that?!’
He stood there blankly before reaching out. Kwon Mi-eon readily handed over the phone, and Mo Yeon-hu’s jaw dropped at the timeline displayed below the screen.
‘8 hours…?’
Mo Yeon-hu swiped through the video with his fingertips. But even after skipping several minutes, the two of them were still sitting on the stairs, closely attached.
The video quality wasn’t great, so it was hard to tell exactly what they were doing, but from night until morning, Kwon Mi-eon and Mo Yeon-hu remained on those stairs.
‘No way. Why are we in that position?’
In the video, Mo Yeon-hu was hugging Kwon Mi-eon, his shoulders constantly shaking. Kwon Mi-eon was the same. They weren’t crying, they were laughing.
For a long time, the two of them kept leaning on each other, putting their arms around each other’s shoulders, and hugging…
‘Hey, tell me.’
Mo Yeon-hu, who had been glaring at the CCTV footage like it was his enemy, suddenly remembered something.
His voice, touching Kwon Mi-eon’s face close to his, as if fascinated, and then abruptly telling him to speak.
‘Me?’
‘Yeah.’
‘What should I say?’
‘Ahahaha, it really talks… Amazing.’
And his voice, bursting into laughter at Kwon Mi-eon’s response, spouting strange nonsense!
Mo Yeon-hu turned pale as the memory suddenly surfaced clearly.
That video wasn’t fake…!
‘Mo Yeon-hu, don’t drink so much just because you think you can handle it.’
‘Why?’
‘Because instead of not getting drunk easily, you go all the way once you’re drunk. Ugh, you’re a skinship monster when you’re drunk.’
‘What are you talking about? I’m not that bad.’
‘Hey. The person who suffers is the most wronged. You know you forget everything when you’re drunk, right?’
But Mo Yeon-hu rarely drank to the point of getting drunk unless he was with close friends, so he just laughed it off.
“Hyung. You remembered something, didn’t you.”
Watching this video, he was afraid that it might be true that he, completely wasted, had told Kwon Mi-eon to stay by his side, that he would take responsibility, and other strange nonsense!
“Ah, no? I don’t remember anything.”
What were they talking about, and in what context did those remarks come up? He was curious, but he shouldn’t open Pandora’s Box.
“Sorry, I really don’t remember well.”
He had to bury it.
“So, don’t put too much meaning into what I said, just let it go, and it would be best to delete this…”
More than anything, just watching a little bit of the video made the memories come back as if they had been waiting, and he was afraid to watch it again. Mo Yeon-hu tried to delete the video, thinking that he had to bury it completely so he wouldn’t even remember it, but Kwon Mi-eon quickly snatched the phone away.
“Why is there no meaning in what Hyung said?”
Kwon Mi-eon, sharply retorting, seemed upset.
“Woah, don’t you know you’re supposed to cover up mistakes made while drunk?”
“Mistakes?”
“Yeah, I usually…”
“You’re usually like this when you drink?”
It was true that he got more touchy-feely, but not to this extent. Mo Yeon-hu shut his mouth at the fierce look in his eyes.
“And don’t say it like that.”
Kwon Mi-eon replied coldly.
“Why is that day meaningless?”
He looked the angriest he had been all day, making him quite curious.
What happened to us that day that he keeps saying it has meaning?
“Your salad and ade are here~ Where would you like me to put them?”
But before he could ask, the food arrived. No one spoke while the appetizers and drinks were being served on the table, and it was only after the employee left that Kwon Mi-eon opened his mouth.
“Eat first.”
He smiled. His face was soft, as if he hadn’t been upset at all, but Mo Yeon-hu felt uneasy for some reason.
“Hyung, you’re hungry, right?”
It seemed sincere earlier, but now it felt fake. Mo Yeon-hu felt a sense of oppression, as if something was weighing on his chest.
The atmosphere suddenly felt uncomfortable. Mo Yeon-hu felt his already poor appetite disappear completely. Kwon Mi-eon seemed to feel the same way; the food kept coming, but the two of them were eating much more slowly. While listlessly stirring his salad, Kwon Mi-eon spoke again.
“Hyung wants to delete that video, right?”
Mo Yeon-hu, who had been pressing down on the lettuce with his fork, glanced up and flinched. Kwon Mi-eon was already resting his chin on his hand, staring intently at Mo Yeon-hu.
His eyes, with their muted, strange color, seemed to pierce through him.
“Then go out with me.”
“What? G-go out with you?”
At Mo Yeon-hu’s reluctant reaction, Kwon Mi-eon narrowed his eyes and furrowed his brow slightly.
“…Your reaction is interesting.”
But even at Kwon Mi-eon’s words, Mo Yeon-hu couldn’t hide his bewildered expression.
“No, even so…”
“Even so what? That going out with me is a waste of time-”
“Dating is a l-little much, don’t you think?”
Kwon Mi-eon paused.
“…Pardon?”
His voice was weak, but Mo Yeon-hu didn’t catch it and remained serious.
“I’m open-minded. In this day and age, prejudice… Of course, I can’t say it’s completely gone.”
“……”
“I’ve never naturally… thought about dating a man, but.”
“……?”
Kwon Mi-eon was speechless at the sentence full of contradictions. Mo Yeon-hu continued to speak with a troubled expression.
“No matter how much you, well, even if I don’t know what happened between us, and even if the other person wasn’t a man, forcing a relationship like this is…”
Kwon Mi-eon, who had been looking at Mo Yeon-hu with an annoyed expression, looked stranger and stranger the more he heard. Regardless, Mo Yeon-hu answered seriously. Well, he had no choice but to be serious.
“Of course, love isn’t a sin, but.”
Mo Yeon-hu, a love-crazed man who was on his 46th unrequited love, was serious even if the other person was Kwon Mi-eon.
“I don’t want to hurt you, but this is a bit of a s-special case, isn’t it? It doesn’t mean it’s wrong for you to like me, but…”
“……”
“It’s a little… wrong.”
He put his heart and soul into it, trying his best not to hurt the other person in his own way. But what good would that do?
“So, what I’m saying is that dating you is a bit…”
Every sentence was full of contradictions. He was desperately saying things that were all nonsense, but Mo Yeon-hu closed his eyes tightly and continued to persuade him seriously. Kwon Mi-eon, who had been watching him, eventually twitched his lips.
“…Keuk.”
He burst out laughing.
Mo Yeon-hu paused at the sound of laughter. He made eye contact with Kwon Mi-eon, who was looking at him from across the table with his head slightly lowered. He was smiling with his eyes curved.
“I heard your story well.”
Mo Yeon-hu was flustered.
‘What is it? Is he feeling better?’
He thought he would naturally be upset because he had indirectly rejected his offer to go out.
“Thank you for taking my suggestion so seriously, even though I know Hyung doesn’t remember…”
But for some reason, Kwon Mi-eon seemed to be in a good mood. Mo Yeon-hu stared at him with wide eyes, unable to understand why Kwon Mi-eon’s mood had suddenly improved, and then froze at the words that followed.
“I was just suggesting that we be friends, since we met like this, even if Hyung doesn’t remember…”
…What?
“I don’t have many friends, so I was going to delete the video if Hyung hung out with me.”
Kwon Mi-eon smiled.
“But Hyung was even imagining dating me?”
That’s right. Mo Yeon-hu had completely missed the mark!
‘No, Kwon Mi-eon seduced me and said he would take responsibility, so I naturally thought that was the nuance.’
Besides, look at that face. How could I not misunderstand when you ask with those melodramatic eyes…!
“What? Pretend you didn’t hear that!”
“How can I pretend I didn’t hear it when I heard everything?”
Regardless, Kwon Mi-eon didn’t give Mo Yeon-hu a chance to back out and talked cheerfully.
“Hyung. Now that I think about it. I’ve never dated a man either.”
Then he said something shocking.
“I think it’s possible with Hyung?”
He said crazy things so easily.