Yigyeom compared the three sets once again and retained what it had. Everything was the same, except for the bread given as the main course. Pancakes were served in Set A, French toast in Set B, and bagel in Set C.
“I…I want to try the pancakes.”
“What do you want to drink? There is coffee and juice. Don’t choose coffee today.”
“…Then I…want to have Orangeade.”
When Yigyeom chose something to drink, Kwon Taejung pressed the bell, ordering two of Set A, an Americano and an Orangeade. Yigyeom stared down at his soiled sneakers under the table and at Kwon Taejung, who ordered expertly.
Yigyeomt considered going to the bathroom later and wiping it with a tissue. It was obvious that if he entered Kwon Taejung’s car in such a manner, the dirt would get everywhere and make a mess.
“Is something wrong?”
“….Ah, no.”
Yigyeom shook his head and grinned awkwardly in response to Kwon Taejung’s question. He was scared that Kwon Taejung would ask him what he was looking at or would continue to question him about it, but thankfully, Kwon Taejung did not press further.
“…Chief.”
“Yes?”
“From now on, even if the event company calls me about a job…can’t I do that? What about the cafe?”
“Well…Don’t work for the event company. Why would you go through so much difficulty wearing a rabbit mask on top of that? The cafe…if you want to do it, you can. If you want to stay next to me instead of going there, and save some money, you can quit that too.”
When Kwon Taejung stated he could work part-time at a cafe, Yigyeom felt relieved. Some things could have been stressful, but he was enjoying his part-time job at the cafe on his own. Making drinks according to the recipe, organizing the dessert showcase, and taking orders from customers was not difficult, so he could feel gratified.
“Then I’ll continue working at the cafe.”
“Yes, do as you please. Oh, but you’re leaving a really easy path to run in circles at your own disposal.”
“…”
“If I were you, I would have been on Cloud 9 hanging around with me 24/7. Then I would have Two hundred and 40 a day…so a month has 30 days altogether…seven thousand two hundred!”
It was overwhelming even when Yigyeom learned the hourly wage was 100,000 won, but when he computed it over 24 hours, Yigyeom was taken aback by the absurd figure and blanked out. Seven hundred and twenty thousand dollars every month…that was a ludicrous amount of money.
“How about it, it’s better hanging around me every moment so do you want to stick with me throughout the day?”
“…Honestly I…I can do it if I want to. But Chief hanging around with me the whole day…will that be fine? It’s not a few hours but 24 hours.”
Yigyeom’s remarks made Kwon Taejung chuckle, and he nodded with his chin on his hand.
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KwonTaejung laughed loudly and leaned behind the chair, arms folded, looking at Yigyeom. Yigyeom fiddled with the tissue in front of him for no apparent reason while observing Kwon Taejung. The awkward yet deaf silence was awful, but thankfully, the staff came in with a knock and placed the drinks down. Yigyeom hastily bit the straw and looked at Kwon Taejung, deciding that it was better to drink than touch the tissue.
“You don’t want to be with me?”
“…”
It appeared to be a simple and straightforward question, but the answer could not be determined right away. Yigyeom considered Kwon Taejung’s question carefully without sipping the ade and gently chewed down the straw.
There were times when being together was uncomfortable, and Yigyeom attempted to escape them by hiding. There were times when Yigyeom could easily pass since Kwon Taejkung often joked with a light attitude, and there were still many moments when he felt the same way he did previously. He certainly wouldn’t say it was pleasant to be together. But…
“…”
Yigyeom didn’t dislike it. He despised being with Goo Daebom and the former Chief who was in charge of the demolition village before, who was terrifying and whom Yigyeom despised seeing, but he didn’t detest being with Kwon Taejung. Even if he felt uneasy or uncomfortable…he was embarrassed by the strange things, unclean shoes, and old clothes, but he didn’t despise them. It was just his honest feelings.
“…I don’t…hate it…”
“It’s not that you don’t like it, but you’re uncomfortable, right?”
“…I don’t know what to say and I wonder if I can be with the Chief like this…You’re older than me so I don’t know how to present myself in front of you…”
“Age? Oh, I am a lot older than you. Yeah, let’s talk about age. That sounds like fun.”
Kwon Taejung suddenly picked up the topic from Yigyeom’s words, before taking a sip of the coffee and smiling.
“I’m older than you but how old do you think I am?”
“Well…”
To be honest, he didn’t look that much old judging from his face. He looked like he was in his mid 20s but if Yigyeom thought about it a bit more, probably in his late 20s.
“…Older by 7 years?”
“If it’s 7 years, then am I 27? Thank you for the compliment, but it’s more than that.”
“…29?”
“A little more.”
“3-30?”
“32.”
Kwon Taejung was 12 years older than Yigyeom considering he was 32 years old. Yigyeom looked at Kwon Taejung’s face again, as if he couldn’t believe it. He felt more mature than Yigyeom, but not because of his appearance, but because of the ease that came with his suits and economic power.
“Are you surprised?”
“…Yes.”
After learning that Kwon Taejung was 12 years older than him, it became more difficult to deal with him. It became more difficult when he had to face Kwon Taejung, who was now an adult.
For adults, the awkwardness was largely of longing and humiliation.
“What? I told you my age to lighten the mood but did it backfire?”
“…”
“What’s so uncomfortable and awkward? Do you personally not like 32 year olds?”
“It’s not like that… I don’t have much experience…I’ve only met people who were much older than me and older brothers…”
Kwon Taejung’s head slowly rewinded the faces of the elderly residents of Daramdong and those wearing masks as Yigyeom’s words of older brothers and older people came out of Yigyeom’s mouth. Given Yigyeom’s whole life, it seemed unavoidable.
“How old is the cafe owner?”
“….I don’t know, but I think he’s about forty.”
“As far as I know, Goo Daebom is five years older than me. Then, he’s 37 years old. Oh, fuck. I’m mad at the thought of it again. At thirty seven, he’s a fucking loan shark. Is it because he’s full of himself, but why doesn’t he tell me if works for the Royal capital? He should just say he is in the financial business. Bullshit, really…”
As they segwayed from the talk of age and Kwon Taejung moved onto cursing Goo Daebom, a smile slowly formed in Yigyeom’s lips. Kwon Taejung’s backbiting melted along with Yigyeom’s smile and left without traces.
“Is the awkwardness a bit better now?”
“…Yes…”
“You only laugh when I curse Goo daebom. I should curse him a lot from now on.”
Kwon Taejung grinned and then looked at the door which opened with a knock. The staff bowed their heads and greeted them kindly before placing each plate in front of them.
“If you need anything else, please ring the bell.”
“Yes, thank you.”
“Enjoy your time.”
An employee spoke with a smiling face alternating between Kwon Taejugn and Yigyeom before leaving the room. Kwon Taejung smiled quietly at Yigyeom who was watching the food on his plate.
“Go on, eat!”
“Thank you for the food, Chief, too, hope you enjoy your meal!”
“Yes..”
Kwon Taejung wished he could tell Yigyeom exactly what and how to eat it, but he couldn’t because he hadn’t taken his inhibitors. He would have asked his brother or sister to lend him some inhibitors if he had known that would happen, but his usual routine had been disrupted because he had spent the night somewhere else and had forgotten about his inhibitors.
Kwon Taejung understood the importance of inhibitors and drizzled some syrup over his pancakes.
“Here’s the syrup.”
Watching
Kwon Taejung carved his pancakes into bite-sized pieces and placed them in his mouth, Yigyeom cut them equally and placed them in his mouth at the same time. Yigyeom gazed at Kwon Taejung without realizing it as soon as the soft and sweet taste flowed through his mouth.
“It’s so delicious.”
Thankfully, Yigyeom seemed to enjoy the pancake. Of course, it wasn’t a dish that everyone liked or disliked, but Kwon Taejung was pleased when he saw Yigyeom tell him it was great before he even asked. It was amusing to imagine that anything similar had given him the same pleasure as last year’s $50 billion contract.
“That’s a relief. Eat to your heart’s content.”
“Okay…But do you come to these places often?”
“Yes, the restaurant we went to yesterday and this place are all my favorite places. But this is the place where I feel the most comfortable. Well, it’s similar to how you feel when you go to that kimbap store.”
“Ah…”
“Why? Doesn’t it suit me? Well, if I’m a thug I should be eating rice soup with a gold bracelet, hanging around at bars and throwing money everywhere so it’s weird if I go to a restaurant and love seeing nature? Should we leave for the business you think I do and take a round there?”
“I don’t think that way…”
He trembled as he laid down his knife and fork, surprised that Kwon Taejung might have been upset by Yigyeom’s pointless question. Kwon Taejung gave Yigyeom a cheeky smile before biting into the fluffy omelet.
“Just kidding. Hurry up and eat.”
Kwon Taejung openly teased Yigyeom and tapped on the pancake with his fork, as if he was in danger because every time he looked at Yigyeom’s face, he felt further into the weak sensation coiling in his lower gut. He was humiliated because he couldn’t control his pheromones and was now reacting differently to an omega because he didn’t take inhibitors.
… call your secretary …
haha, he should or not ;))
He should… Our boy is not ready … He just learned the age gap…
I just realized there are 147 chapters. We have a long way to go! Thank for translating❤️
yes we do 🙂 i am going to try to push as many chapters as i can! thank you for reading!!
Thanks for the updates… this story is very cute
your welcome! hope you are enjoying it :))
Thanks 😊 ❤️