After thinking briefly, Hwi-gyeom said it was good. It seemed nice to go to the Han River, spread out a mat, sit down, and read the script. There was also the calculation that since it was a wide-open place on all sides, Ha-seok wouldn’t be able to do perverted things rashly either.
Come to think of it, he had never been to the Han River in his life. Of course, he had seen it while passing by, but he had no memory of going there and enjoying leisure like others. It wasn’t even something that cost money.
Though it was a Han River trip he was forced into, once he actually got in the car, Hwi-gyeom felt a little excited. For the past month, Hwi-gyeom had also had a hard time adapting to this body.
Every time the body’s owner’s memories popped up suddenly, pain arose as if his head was splitting. What confused him most were the feelings about his mother.
Originally, Hwi-gyeom had no parents. He was abandoned in front of an orphanage as a baby and lived his whole life without knowing anything like family affection. Sometimes he thought about what his parents might be like, but he never tried to find them. Because he didn’t particularly want to see the faces of people who had abandoned him.
But the body’s owner had a mother he loved most in the world. Both the love for his mother and the sadness of losing his mother were all unfamiliar emotions to Hwi-gyeom.
Even though he hadn’t experienced it directly, whenever he recalled memories of his mother, tears would flow down of their own accord. As a result, just the thought of going out to play or doing something fun felt like committing a sin.
Now the emotions had settled to some degree, so it was okay. That’s why he had also made the decision to coolly hit the agency president in the back of the head and become free. Because the days ahead to live were even more promising.
Screeeech!
The car made an emergency stop while he was lost in thought. Since he wasn’t wearing a seatbelt, Hwi-gyeom’s body swayed forward sharply. If Ha-seok hadn’t nimbly wrapped his arm around him, he would have smashed his forehead into the front seat.
Thwack!
Another loud sound rang out. This time it was the sound of Ha-seok coolly hitting the back of the head of the man sitting in the driver’s seat. Hwi-gyeom’s eyes widened at the tremendous sound that made him doubt whether the skull had cracked.
Ah, that must really hurt.
Even though he wasn’t the one hit, the back of his head throbbed. The fierce-looking man rubbed his head, then turned around and shouted.
“I’m sorry, Hyungnim!”
His voice was so loud the inside of the car rang.
“Hey, you bastard. If you’re going to drive like this, submit your resignation.”
“The car in front made an emergency stop, so I also had no choice…”
“So. You’re saying it’s not your fault?”
“No! I was wrong!”
Total fucking asshole boss.
Hwi-gyeom looked at Ha-seok’s subordinate with pitying eyes. Serving Ha-seok didn’t seem like an easy job either. Anyone who had driven before would know. Traffic accidents didn’t just happen because you were careful.
Just like what had happened moments ago, if the car in front suddenly stopped without warning, you’d crash right into it. At least Ha-seok’s subordinate drove well enough to stop at a hair’s breadth distance.
“Baby, you must have been really startled, huh?”
After patting his subordinate’s head one more time, Ha-seok checked Hwi-gyeom’s complexion. Actually, he was more shocked by Ha-seok hitting his subordinate than by the car suddenly stopping. But unable to tell the truth, Hwi-gyeom simply clasped his hands together with a pale face.
“Come here.”
Ha-seok grabbed Hwi-gyeom’s arm and pulled him over. Suddenly finding himself sitting on Ha-seok’s hard thighs instead of the comfortable car seat, Hwi-gyeom’s lips twitched. The top of his head barely touched the ceiling. It was very uncomfortable.
“What should I do with our baby having such little courage?”
Though his voice carried a somewhat pitying tone, Ha-seok’s eyes looking at Hwi-gyeom were dry. Even if he had really gotten hurt, Ha-seok probably wouldn’t have been genuinely upset. He would have just been irritated at his subordinate for his plans being disrupted.
Knowing this, Hwi-gyeom still obediently leaned his body into Ha-seok’s embrace. He shifted his buttocks little by little searching for a comfortable position. Glancing at the navigation, there was still quite a distance left to their destination.
“Are you trying to seduce hyung right now?”
Ha-seok pressed his lips to Hwi-gyeom’s ear and whispered. At the voice that sounded like a beast growling, Hwi-gyeom hunched his shoulders.
Ah, this isn’t good.
At the ominous premonition, from that moment on Hwi-gyeom didn’t even breathe loudly. He desperately thought of other things to avoid being conscious of the bulge he felt beneath his thighs.
Perhaps his effort was admirable, as Ha-seok only tickled Hwi-gyeom’s earlobe with his lips and didn’t torment him any further.
Even though it was a weekday, the parking lot was packed with cars. It was Ha-seok’s subordinate who struggled to park. As soon as Ha-seok saw where people were gathered, he got out of the car with Hwi-gyeom.
“Oh, there are a lot of people.”
It wasn’t bustling to that degree, but everywhere he looked, people had spread out mats and were leisurely enjoying picnics.
Ha-seok’s arm landed with a thud on Hwi-gyeom’s shoulder. At the familiar weight, Hwi-gyeom didn’t pay attention and took in the scenery of the Han River with his eyes.
It would have been better if he’d come alone, but coming with Ha-seok wasn’t bad either. Because people’s gazes gathered toward them and then naturally drifted away.
Enough to cover his handsome face, Ha-seok exuded a vicious atmosphere. Even though today he was wearing fairly normal black shirt and pants, most people couldn’t make eye contact with him.
Feeling like he was walking a very fierce dog, Hwi-gyeom busily rolled his eyes. His recognition was still close to zero so no one recognized him, but he was confident that after appearing in the drama, he’d become quite popular.
So there wasn’t much time left to enjoy freedom like this.
Look at even now. Those whose eyes occasionally met Hwi-gyeom’s, each and every one of them blushed. Hwi-gyeom understood their feelings.
Because every day when he washed his face and looked in the bathroom mirror, he too was busy being amazed. That’s why the body owner’s life was even more regrettable. The saying “beautiful people die young” didn’t come about for no reason.
“Oh. That’s Han River ramyeon, right? Do you want to eat ramyeon too?”
Ha-seok pointed at a group of college students carrying ramyeon with steam rising from it. Hwi-gyeom, who had been hungry, brightened up. The ramyeon smell was so intense that even though they’d just passed by, it lingered and stimulated his appetite.
The two people entered a convenience store and each picked out ramyeon. When they fumbled around using the ramyeon cooking machine for the first time, an ahjumma next to them helped.
After coming out with the ramyeon and looking around…
“Um, excuse me.”
A cautious voice called to Hwi-gyeom. When he turned his head, a woman of small stature held out a mat with a flushed face.
“I was about to leave, but do you need a mat by any chance? I’ll just give it to you.”
Certainly sitting on a mat would be better than sitting on bare ground.
“Thank you.”
“……Then could you tell me your YeonStar ID?”
When Hwi-gyeom thanked her, the woman subtly asked. Hwi-gyeom shook his head with an awkward smile.
“I’m sorry. I don’t have an account.”
“Ah, I see. That’s too bad.”
The woman donated only the mat with a face full of disappointment and disappeared. As soon as she met up with friends nearby, he could faintly hear them chatting while squealing. At the words that his appearance was insane, Hwi-gyeom tightened his lips into a smile.
“Our baby is very popular. Hyung’s getting a bit jealous.”
Ha-seok said while snatching away the mat.
“Should we go sit over there?”
Hwi-gyeom naturally changed the topic. He wanted to hurry and eat before the ramyeon got soggy. He let the words about being jealous go in one ear and out the other. Because he knew it wasn’t sincere.
Without saying anything particular, Ha-seok spread the mat where Hwi-gyeom pointed. The mat size was a bit small. When the two people took off their shoes and sat cross-legged, there was almost no spare space left.
“I’ll eat well.”
His mind full of the ramyeon, Hwi-gyeom gripped his chopsticks and smacked his lips. Ha-seok chuckled and watched Hwi-gyeom blow on and eat his ramyeon.
After taking a sip of the broth, Hwi-gyeom glanced at Ha-seok. Ha-seok was eating his ramyeon halfheartedly.
“Isn’t it good?”
This is strange. It’s incredibly delicious though.
The food Hwi-gyeom had eaten most in his life was ramyeon. Not only could you cook it with just water and a gas stove, but using the broth, it was possible to split it into two meals.
The ramyeon he’d cooked so far easily exceeded a thousand. He was confident he could cook ramyeon exceptionally well. But ramyeon eaten at the Han River was somehow different.
Whether it was because he ate it while feeling the cool breeze or not, it tasted even better. He seemed to understand why people said you must eat ramyeon when you go to the Han River.
