“Get off when I open the door.”
“…Okay.”
When Yigyeom approached the front gate, several employees came and opened the door, bowing their heads. Soon after, a neat man came outside and politely bowed to Kwon Taejung and guided him inside.
As Yigyeom watched Kwon Taejung’s back he wondered how well-known, and influential a person he was that everyone bowed their heads and received such reception wherever he went. Even if he was a thug-like person who had a lot of money, he couldn’t understand how people welcomed him like that everywhere.
“Don’t fall behind and come in front.”
“….”
Yigyeom quietly looked at Kwon Taejung’s hands, which the latter slightly extended back but Yigyeom stepped forward and stood beside him. Kwon Taejung’s hands made his heart flutter. It was like that a few nights ago, it was like that then too.
Ygyeom wanted to hold it, he wondered if it would be okay to hold the hand that was inched towards him without a look, he had the urge to hold it without thinking. Yigyeom was quiet and was nothing special, it was a rare impulse that came over him.
“Sir, I prepared the room you usually prefer. If you want another view, please let us know.”
“No, it’s fine. You don’t have to bother that far.”
Kwon Taejung smiled and spoke kindly to the staff, looking very different from usual. Yigyeom thought of him as a person who smiled a lot daily but sometimes when his smile disappeared from his face, he looked so cold that Yigyeom wondered what kind of person Kwon Taejung was.
“Do you want me to take your coat?”
“…Ah, it’s fine.”
Yigyeom bowed his head awkwardly at the staff who pulled his chair before straightening his posture and staring at Kwon Taejung. It was his first time coming to such a high-end and impressive place so he couldn’t figure out which posture he should sit in, so he stared at Kwon Taejung, who seemed used to such settings.
“Is there something you can’t eat? Something that will harm you if you eat it.”
“…I don’t.”
“Do you like meat or fish?”
“….Meat…”
Kwon Taejung asked him as he looked at the menu, tilting his chin, and then looked at the employee who bent his upper body, ready to take his order.
“Please prepare course A. Please cook the steak so that it does not show blood, and prepare every kind of item from the dessert menu.”
“Should I bring out wine?”
“Ah, wine…I have to drive back, so I can’t drink. Nevermind alcohol, please prepare a cup of sweet tea that my young friend would like.”
“Yes. I’ll prepare it for you.”
Before leaving the room, Yigyeom bowed his head slightly to the employee who greeted them politely once more. Kwon Taejung, who noticed Yigyeom doing so, got up from his seat and pulled the chair close to him, and sat down.
“You don’t have to react like that each time they greet you.”
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“….Yes. It’s clean and has a nice scent as well…”
The nice scent Yigyeom was talking about was not the smell the room had but the heavy and unique smell that Kwon Taejung gave off. Yigyeom recalled the time he was facing the concave space behind the pillar, back at the banquet hall.
“…”
When Kwon Taejung pushed his unwanted weight on him, he was trapped between the wall and the said person, so he couldn’t come to his senses. Yigyeom had to push him off but he could only grab onto the hem of his suit, and even though he shouldn’t touch him any more than that, he ended up pressing his lips on his shoulder, being very still. However, as he remembered that moment, his ears heated up.
Not as much as yesterday, but Kwon Taejung was close to him that day too. If he happened to raise his head, and move his eyes and his hands even slightly, he could reach him easily.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
“…Huh?”
“Do you like my face? You were like this yesterday too. You couldn’t get a grip of yourself after seeing my face once.”
It wasn’t because of his face but his scent, but actually, it was difficult to take your eyes off his face even if you see it for once. The eyes that slowly followed the place where Yigyeom moved, the smile that lips shaped easily, his face where every feature was placed harmoniously which was so impressive that it remained as an afterimage even if anyone saw it once. If anyone saw him, nobody would think he was a thug.
“…I was thinking if it would be okay for you to sit next to me like this.”
“Of course it’s okay, why wouldn’t it be? Is there a law that says you’ve to sit opposite or far when you eat?”
“…”
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“…It’s not that.”
“Then it’s fine. Of course, even if you were uncomfortable, I would have kept sitting here.”
Kwon Taejung grinned and propped his arms on the table and rested his chin on his hand before staring at Yigyeom blankly. Yigyeom pretended not to feel his gaze and looked at the tablecloth and cups for no reason but he was forced to pull his gaze at Kwon Taejung anyway.
“…If you want to say anything…you can say it.”
“Something I want to say? I don’t have anything though.”
“Then why do you keep on…”
“I was wondering why you look like that.”
Yigyeom rubbed his cheek absentmindedly because it seemed he said without any good meaning behind it, and lowered his hands down on his thighs and wiggled. Yigyeom thought it would be better to say that it felt uncomfortable that Kwon Taejung was sitting so close to him.
“I’m saying that you are pretty.”
“…”
“Your face is totally my type.”
It was Yigyeom’s first meeting with someone who outrightly said he was pretty to his face, so he didn’t know how to reciprocate it. Yigyeom couldn’t hide his dumbfounded expression and looked at Kwon Taejung.
“You also like my face. Just think that we are on the same page. It’s nothing complicated and difficult.”
“…I didn’t ever say that I like your face.”
“Then do you hate it?”
“It’s not that I hate it.”
“You must like talking in circles.”
It was true that his face was handsome, and it was not that he could say heated or liked. It was because it was not something important to think about in the daily life he lived.
“Goo Daebom called me this morning again.”
“….”
“He is asking me to meet him tomorrow. I think he liked exchanging some words with me yesterday. So he said he is going to spill the beans about you and that he wanted to meet me tomorrow.”
“…Are you not going to meet him?”
“Yeah. I promised you that I won’t meet him. You didn’t keep your promise, but I’m going to keep it.”
But, Kwon Taejung meeting with Goo Daebom wouldn’t make anything worse. Kwon Taejung was only going to spend his time with Yigyeom as if he was a side dish and Kwon Taejung knew that Goo Daebom was only going to tell a pathetic and trivial story about Yigyeom.
Whether Kwon Taejung got to know about Yigyeom or not, it had nothing to do with him, and he kept thinking that it would have been better if he didn’t know.
“…I am sorry for not keeping the promise…”
“If you thought that I was joking, then why did you write me up a note?”
“…Just in case, just in case I was wrong…”
“But you did think I was going to come, didn’t you?”
“…Yes.”
“Then why didn’t you trust what you thought of already?”
But to do that, it was such a situation that even 1000 won would be a pity to lose and I couldn’t ignore the job that came up. If he didn’t come and if the fact Kwon Taejung asked Yigyeom to meet him was a joke, then it would be a waste of time.
“Sorry.”
“Well, whatever. But we came to eat together anyway.”
Kwon Taejung smiled with his chin on his hand and slowly straightened up at the sound of the knock on the door, and sat leaning on the chair. The employee pushed the serving car and politely greeted Kwon Taejung and Yigyeom and placed the appetizer in front of them.
“It’s grilled scallops garnished with herb pesto.”
Kwon Taejung waited until the end of the staff’s explanation of the ingredients used in the dish as they proposed how to have the meal, before looking at Yigyeom who listened to it carefully.
When Kwon Taejung saw him, he could see Yigyeom who seemed nervous and strange as he kept nodding while listening to the explanation, and naturally, a smile formed around his mouth.
“Please enjoy your time.”
As the staff finished their explanation, Yigyeom greeted them and recalled Kwon Taejung’s words that he didn’t have to greet them each time, and looked at Kwon Taejung.
“You don’t have to be self-conscious about what I said. I said you don’t have to greet every time.”
“…Okay.”
“You can start eating.”
Yigyeom watched Kwon Taejung who lifted the cutlery with a familiar posture and sliced through the scallops in half and ate it, and as he watched, he carried the knife and fork in his hands carefully. He held it like Kwon Taejung and tried to cut through the scallops. At such a nice place, he was eating something he couldn’t even recognize so he was nervous and his hands that were holding the cutlery were tense.
When Yiegyom pushed his strength on the fork and knife which touched the bowl once in a while, it made a sound that he didn’t want to hear. Yigyeom looked at Kwon Taejung again, clueless about what he should do.
“You can just eat comfortably.”
Kwon Taejung put down his cutlery and reached out to hold Yigyeom’s hand. He was so nervous that he put all of his strength on the fork he was holding.
“Your hands must hurt. Loosen up.”
Yigyeom flinched at the warmth that fully covered his hands and loosened the tension off his hands. Only then, Kwon Taejung took the fork from his hands and cut the scallops in half before carrying it to Yigyeom’s lips.
“Ah…”
“…I will eat by myself.”
“If I tell you to open your mouth, then you should do so.”
At the command-like tone, Yigyeom hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth a little. It was because he thought that situation would see no end if he didn’t do what Kwon Taejung asked him to do.
“Does it suit your taste?”
Different from his stubborn eyes when he said things like he was ordering someone, he had a relaxed voice. Yigyeom nodded quietly and ate the soft scallops which seemed to melt inside his mouth.
“…Yes, it’s delicious.”
As if Kwon Taejung was pleased with Yigyeom’s answer and noticed the other half of the scallops and directed it to Yigyeom’s lips and stuffed his mouth. Yigyeom once again took what Kwon Taejung offered without a murmur.
The salty and savory sauce on the scallops was delicious and it was very different from the foods he usually ate so it seemed it would take a while for him to get used to them.
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