Kwon Taejung, who picked up the macaron and handed it to Yigyeom, smiled as he watched Yigyeom take a bite of the pale peach-colored macaron.
“But I won’t say that I won’t like you.”
“… … .”
“If I end up liking you, I will just like you.”
More sweetness spread to my heart than the sweetness which spread in my mouth. Yigyeom looked at the confession-like words with eyes full of feelings. He had no confidence that he wouldn’t be able to control himself against liking Kwon Taejung.
“I’ll do what I want, so you can do what you want, um…Well, I roughly said everything I had to say. Say what you want to say too.”
“… Chief, I will do as you said. Me too… I don’t want to be awkward with you.”
“Hm. You can really do anything you want to do. You can kiss me like yesterday.”
Yigyeom’s ears and face heated up again at the mischievous words that were trying to change the atmosphere. Seeing Yigyeom’s cheeks dyed red like the color of the macarons he was holding, Kwon Taejung laughed out loud as if he was happy. However, Yigyeom couldn’t help but laugh and Kwon Taejung’s heart beating so fast that it hurt to hear him laugh.
* * *
Secretary Baek put a piece of sashimi in his mouth while watching Kwon Taejung, who was in a much better mood these days. While he was watching over Yigyeom, he didn’t stick around at the demolished village and it was strange that he didn’t say that it was difficult even when he had to attend outside matters.
“Is it okay for you not to have lunch with Yeon Yigyeom?”
“Ah, the caregiver made something and said that they should eat together.”
“I also saw her for a few days and she does a good job as a caregiver. She takes good care of the Yigyeom’s grandfather as well.”
“Yeah, she’s worth it. Moderately talkative.”
“What do you mean?”
“Just that….In this line of work, talking more is better than less.”
If the caregiver I ran into on that rainy day hadn’t told Yigyeom that I had come to the demolished village, Yigyeom wouldn’t have come to the container and wouldn’t have reached him. Kwon Taejung, thinking that she should give the caregiver a bonus, ate a piece of sashimi and drank a sip of warm rice wine.
“Hyunjun called.”
“So?”
“He wants me to keep an eye on you.”
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“Inhibitors? You have enough for two months.”
Secretary Baek knew more accurately than anyone else about Kwon Taejung’s rut cycle and how many inhibitors he was receiving. It was because he had to always take care of his condition and help him prepare for his rut.
“I just want to leave it in the car and at my parents’ house. When I slept at my parents’ house the other day, I skipped a day and it really made it difficult for me.”
Kwon Taejung could say that it was Yigyeom’s, but he couldn’t dare to boast that Yigyeom was an Omega without his permission. Kwon Taejung, who was dubious at the thought that they would even talk about it one day, brought up Cho Hyunjun’s story to divert the topic.
“Anyway, I decided to treat him to some drinks. Come over then.”
“When is it?”
“I do not know yet. He said he’ll be in touch soon. With that personality of his, he must have already booked places. That freak.”
Baek Jinwoo, who recalled Cho Hyunjun, who seemed laid-back on the outside, but had a very impatient personality, laughed and shook his head.
“It’s hard on me because he’s such a blabbermouth.”
“So you should come too. I can’t handle him alone.”
“Taejeong, are there people you can’t handle?”
“Of course. Several.”
“How many? Who? I’m really curious.”
After taking another sip of rice wine, Kwon Taejung let go of his chopsticks and gave a small smile.
“First of all, Cho Hyun-jun. Talk way too much for his own good. I’m getting goosebumps just thinking about it. I couldn’t handle that bastard at all…It’s just that…whenever he says too much, I feel sad just meeting him…”
I wanted to name drop more, but honestly, there was no face that came to mind. The thing I couldn’t handle the most these days was myself, not anyone else.
“Ah, I want to pretend to be weak, but I can’t.”
“I thought there wouldn’t be many in the first place.”
Baek Jin-woo laughed as if he knew that, and he lifted a piece of sushi and put it in his mouth. Kwon Taejung swallowed the words he really wanted to say and moistened his lips with water for no reason. These days, when he was with Yigyeom, he was able to bring out the thoughts stuffed inside him.
It wasn’t difficult to just say it out loud, perhaps because they always had a brief conversation. It was all the more so because there was this basic assumption that no matter what he said, he wouldn’t take seriously what a thug had to say.
In that small gap, Kwon Taejung thought of Yigyeom naturally. It was even more so after they had a serious conversation at a cafe yesterday.
‘…I still…won’t like a thug…”’
It was just cute and fun to be having that misunderstanding by himself alone, but this morning, Kwon Taejung suddenly thought of that. So if I am not a gangster, would he like me? As long as I am not a gangster?
“Taejung.”
“Chief, Kwon Taejung.”
“… Hm?”
“You’re getting a call.”
“Ah…”
Only then did Kwon Taejung, who saw the cell phone on the table, showed the screen to Baek Jinwoo with a tired face.
“Prepare your heart.”
“Huh?”
Baek Jin-Woo, who saw the name ‘Quack’ on the screen, immediately realized that it was Cho Hyunjun, and laughed out loud. They both thought of how tiring the conversation that was going to be held soon, going to be.
* * *
When Cho Hyunjun said that they would be off the day after tomorrow, Kwon Taejung was a little flustered because he didn’t know that he would set up a drinking table in time for his really earliest day off. Still, a promise was a promise, so Kwon Taejung and Baek Jinwoo moved to the bar that Cho Hyunjun sent the address of. He was going to stop by the demolished village to see Yigyeom’s face, but because he had a part-time job, he couldn’t see Yigyeom’s face all day long.
The drinking party was very long, tiring, and enjoyable in its own way. The bar Cho Hyunjun chose was very pleasant and quiet, so he could talk and drink to his heart’s content without any worries.
Even Baek Jinwoo, who usually couldn’t drink properly because he went out with Kwon Taejung, drank to his heart’s content today without thinking about tomorrow. This was the reason Kwon Taejung gave him a day off right away.
Cho Hyunjun said that he had to run early in the morning, so the drinking party that started at 6:30 ended after midnight. Baek Jinwoo and Cho Hyunjoon, who were tapping each other on the shoulders and talking nonsense, followed Kwon Taejung, who went outside and approached the designated driver who was called from the bar. At least he was the most sober, so he had no choice but to take care of those two people who had no words.
Kwon Taejung, who recalled Baek Jinwoo’s house address as much as possible, told the driver Baek Jinwoo’s address. After stopping by there, Kwon Taejung, who fulfilled his responsibility until the end to go to the Hyunjun’s house, lit a cigarette while watching the two people crumpled up in the back seat of Cho Hyunjun’s car.
“… Look at him after drinking…Blabbermouth ”
Thanks to listening to Cho Hyunjoon non-stop for more than six hours, all of his goals were shaken. Soon after, Kwon Taejung threw a half-burnt cigarette in the parking lot and extinguished the light as he saw the driver approaching him.
“Where can I take you?”
“… Baekdam-dong…”
Kwon Tae-jeong, sitting in the back seat and leaning back with his eyes closed, paused while talking about the address of his apartment. Then, he opened his mouth to the designated driver and corrected himself.
“Daram-dong. Daram-dong Demolition Village.”
* * *
After finishing his part-time job at a cafe, Yigyeom washed up, dried his wet hair, and went to bed. He left the cafe almost an hour later than usual because there were a lot of customers in the cafe, and there was an unusually large amount of cleaning to do at the end of the day.
So he lay down an hour later than usual, and even though he was tired, he strangely couldn’t sleep. Yigyeom quietly tossed and turned inside the blanket, feeling very empty. He felt the same way when he went to work part-time at a cafe, and he felt the same way when he rode the bus home.
The emptiness that clung to Yigyeom’s head the whole time even as he entered the dark demolished village where no one seemed to exist now made him feel strange even in bed.
He thought about why he was doing this all day, but at the end of those thoughts, he always thought of Kwon Taejung. During the day, he did not see Kwon Taejung as he ate lunch together prepared by the caregiver.
It was similar to when he didn’t see Kwon Taejung for several days after they kissed on a rainy day. Yigyeom turned around and lay down again while listening to the sound of his blankets rustling.
It bothered him that he said yesterday that he wouldn’t like thugs. That was his honest opinion, but I was sorry that he spoke too openly and honestly in front of him. Even though he wasn’t that confident that he wouldn’t like him, he was worried that the words he said out loud to hide his feelings might have hurt Kwon Taejung even a little bit.
Kwon Taejung said let’s take it easy, but still… . But if he was hurt by it again…Yigyeom’s body stretched out at the thought that he might have hurt Kwon Taejung again. His sullen face was full of worry.
‘But I won’t say I won’t like you.’
To Yigyeom who said he wouldn’t like him, Kwon Taejung gave me kind words the whole time.
‘If I end up liking you, I will just like you.’
When he heard those words, he remembered that his heart was beating too fast and he couldn’t breathe properly. Even thinking about it now, it was the same. Yigyeom raised his hand from under the blanket and pressed both hands over his rapidly beating heart.
“… … .”
How does it feel when someone likes you? Does it feel like you can’t breathe well every day like this? Yigyeom wouldn’t dare imagine Kwon Taejung falling in love with him. Even though it was just an imagination, it was so very difficult. All he could think of was that they would probably be very friendly. Kwon Taejung is a very kind person. He smiled at a person like him and treated him well…and…
Whaaat??? Our statue Taejung surrendered to his instinct???? 😮🙈
omg😍😍😍😍 can’t wait for it haha
thank you again for this cute chapter hehe
they are so cute aaa
thanks for the new chapter~
Thanks a lot. I am waiting for the next chapter😍
Oh God, the note at then end 😬😬. Thank you for your hardwork, always.
Thanks for the chapter! 🥰🥰