‘…….’
Why do I have to endure this kind of thing?!
‘Why are you following me?’
When he turned around and shot back coldly, Kwon Yunsu was there. Kwon Yunsu. That shameless name that made him grind his teeth even in his sleep. Shabby and ugly like a country dog bastard. Who the hell are you to look at people with sparkling eyes? You of all people…!
‘To talk to you.’
‘…….’
It was an answer that caught him off guard. At that moment, Lee Euishin could precisely realize he was facing none other than ‘that’ Kwon Yunsu. That natural shamelessness was indeed his.
‘Say. Something.’
Lee Euishin chewed his lips and reluctantly answered.
‘Class President.’
‘…….’
‘Class President!’
Crazy bastard. Is that all you have to say?
‘I’m not the Class President anymore.’
Kwon Yunsu grinned.
‘Class President-ah.’
‘Crazy… what did you eat your age for?’
Kwon Yunsu swiftly approached. Dangerous. But the moment he recognized it as dangerous, Kwon Yunsu had already extended his hand and was touching Lee Euishin’s face here and there. Cocky bastard.
‘…It is Euishin, right?’
‘…….’
Kwon Yunsu’s smile deepened. That emotion of relief, delight, and wonder was so beautifully readable it was embarrassing, and Lee Euishin felt a strange feeling. What did I hold back for? Everything is fucking stupid. The impulse was driven to its limit. He grabbed Kwon Yunsu’s hand that was tickling his cheek and swiftly pulled the light body toward him.
‘Do you do this to other bastards too?’
‘I’m kind of sweet.’
…Don’t smile, you bastard.
‘Class President, do you remember my name?’
Why would you think I forgot your name?
‘I’m really glad to see you.’
‘…….’
‘I missed you.’
At that time, Kwon Yunsu’s words sounded so light and refreshing. And honest. Lee Euishin bit his lips.
‘Then…!’
Then why, why didn’t you contact me?! He barely suppressed those words that surged up to his throat. This grudge will be repaid slowly, very slowly. For now,
‘You owe me something.’
‘What?’
‘Pizza. Buy me pizza. The most expensive one in this neighborhood.’
Lee Euishin said while putting down Kwon Yunsu’s wrist that he had pulled all the way.
‘Okay.’
And in the next moment, Kwon Yunsu grabbed Lee Euishin’s hand. It was an irresponsibly affectionate touch.
***
“Hey, wake up.”
Inside the blankets, Lee Euishin exhaled lowly. He’s not a deep sleeper so mornings are always hard.
“Euishin, wake up.”
It’s already hard enough….
“Hey, hey, hey─.”
Why is this bastard making a fuss again? At first he sat on the edge of the bed shaking his body roughly, and now he was completely sitting on top of the blankets. What does this worthless bastard believe in to treat a person like this…,
“…Ack!”
Despite being someone who could be crushed flat if thrown down.
“Won’t you get lost?”
Even after being thrown down and pinned, Kwon Yunsu had a completely comfortable face. Since he controlled his strength at the last moment, the impact would be small. Kwon Yunsu, who reached out and touched his own disheveled hair, opened his mouth.
“Let’s eat breakfast.”
There couldn’t be any other business. In his own way, isn’t it the most important daily routine?
“It’s fine so eat by yourself….”
Burying his face in Kwon Yunsu’s nape, Lee Euishin relaxed his body.
“Let’s eat together.”
Even though their bodies were completely overlapped with just one layer of blanket between them, Kwon Yunsu patted his back saying such carefree things, while on the other hand, sleep fled in an instant. Kwon Yunsu whispered in his ear.
“You need to eat breakfast to have energy.”
It would be better to just keep your mouth shut. Lee Euishin turned his head and pinched Kwon Yunsu’s cheek lengthily.
“Did I say or not say that I’m the type who needs to sleep a lot in the morning to have energy? I told you not to wake me on days without morning classes, you bastard.”
“I wan ea ogever…”
He heard this yesterday and the day before too. Kwon Yunsu’s father, whom he met last month, was dignified like a painting, and his mother who occasionally contacts him and like a ghost nags about every single move he makes is incomparably wise, so whose work is Kwon Yunsu exactly?
“If you say this tomorrow too, you’re dead, seriously.”
Kwon Yunsu giggled at the muttering as he got up weakly.
“Tomorrow’s a day you have first period, you know?”
There was nothing particularly to say back so he ignored it. Anyway, Kwon Yunsu is king. Despite being a lodger.
When he came out after washing up, Kwon Yunsu was sitting in the living room watching TV. He had prepared breakfast, picked a fight with the homeowner, sat down thoroughly to watch a general information program, and still hadn’t eaten. The only college student with first period who still has leisure is probably only Kwon Yunsu. Who would have thought he was someone with no morning drowsiness like that?
‘Then, I’ll take responsibility for the meals.’
When he said that, he should have flatly refused saying the kitchen is my territory so don’t touch it.
“Let’s eat.”
If he had, he wouldn’t be chewing this bland kimchi jjigae, terribly ruined egg rolls, and rice grains like pebbles.
“It’s delicious.”
He ignored it because he could never agree. It’s not that Kwon Yunsu is completely hopeless at cooking. He prepared ingredients cleanly and followed cooking methods well. It’s just that it tasted bad. From middle school until now, Kwon Yunsu was someone who would chew and eat even rolling pebbles saying they’re delicious, and Lee Euishin truly had picky taste.
‘I’ll do the feeding.’
If only he had brought out those words at the right time, by now Kwon Yunsu would be eating soup, scrambled eggs, and well-cooked bacon that rival any decent restaurant. Falling for the newlywed atmosphere without any substance….
“Eat more heartily. Talk some too. Why is the kid so unsociable? How are you going to get liked by your seniors like that?”
“Why do I have to get liked by those things?”
“That way you can get help when writing reports….”
“You have to study on your own for it to become yours. After teaching you desperately for a year, is that what you have to say?”
“And get meals….”
“I’m rich.”
“…Let’s eat.”
Kwon Yunsu said while picking up the egg roll that Lee Euishin hadn’t touched and eating it. There were no more words to retort with. After some silence, when he gave him a look, Kwon Yunsu was diligently chewing the egg roll without looking embarrassed or offended. That simple guy. You can’t fight with Kwon Yunsu.
If after the reunion, he had shed snake skins several times to get to where he is now, Kwon Yunsu was consistent. Consistently eccentric, stubborn, and gentle. No matter how prickly Lee Euishin acted and scolded him, he would only widen his eyes in surprise for a moment but wouldn’t fall away. And yet he openly mistreated people. What are you going to do with a personality so bad, talking so recklessly makes your blessings run away, even now change your heart and become a new person, etc., he would casually say things that would make anyone listening gasp. Kwon Yunsu was the only one who talked back to Lee Euishin like that.
“What do you have in the afternoon?”
Kwon Yunsu asked while putting on his shoes at the entrance.
“Engineering Mathematics 1. You?”
“If I go now, Liberal Arts English. In the afternoon, Calculus.”
He grabbed the collar of the guy who turned around and neatly tied the scarf that was wrapped around like a fool. Kwon Yunsu just lets it be however someone handles his body.
“Make sure to do the dishes.”
The guy who said that turned his back. Round head. A guy busy fluttering around all his life, so he’s thin without any flab on his body. And small. Thinking of how he made a fuss throughout high school with milk, basketball, and stretching determined to surpass 180cm, it’s pitiful, but being generous he’s around mid-170cm, which by these standards is quite small. Thinking of his father, that’s probably the maximum he could grow but.
