During his somewhat long nap, Jion had a strange dream. Fragrant, warm, heavy…… and wet. Breathing was a bit difficult, his chin was wet as if he’d drooled a lot, and it was uncomfortable enough to almost wake him but also somehow felt good…… it was a strange dream.
“What the……”
When he opened his eyes in the darkened room, his hangover was gone but his chin hurt oddly. Did I sleep with my mouth open? Jion massaged his jaw joint while checking the pillowcase he’d been sleeping on. Fortunately, there were no drool marks on the pillow.
I can’t secretly lie down on someone else’s bed and drool while sleeping. Only after running his hand over the pillow once more to check if there were any damp spots did Jion stretch in relief.
“Huaaaa……”
It had been a while since he’d spent such a trashy day like this. Not doing my own practice, not watching others’ practice either…… this is a true vacation. Satisfied with his own laziness, Jion sat blankly on the bed until he came to his senses, and only much later did he realize he’d been occupying someone else’s bed for too long.
“He couldn’t have been unable to come into the room because I was lying on his bed, right……”
Not knowing the fact that far from being unable to come in, he’d climbed on and done all sorts of things, Jion felt very sorry inside and got up. To make matters worse, when he checked the time, it was already 8 PM.
A kid who can’t even eat alone must be starving.
Like an owner who forgot to feed their dog, Jion hurriedly opened the door despite his limping steps.
“Woojin……?”
The living room beyond the door was dark. Jion, who had naturally expected Seonwoo Jin to be sitting idly on the living room sofa with a sulky expression waiting for him, was startled by the dark view and called Seonwoo Jin’s name.
“You’re up?”
However, contrary to expectations, the answer came from the kitchen where indirect lighting was on. Relieved that Seonwoo Jin hadn’t left without him, Jion headed toward where Seonwoo Jin’s voice had come from.
“What are you doing in the kitchen when you can’t even eat alone?”
“I was going to eat together when you woke up……”
Suddenly trying to set some kind of mood, Seonwoo Jin had set a full table with steak and pasta in pretty dishes to Eungi’s mother’s taste.
Did he know how to cook like this?
Rather than being touched, Jion looked around the kitchen in surprise and discovered delivery containers that Seonwoo Jin had clumsily shoved into the trash can.
I thought so. What kind of cooking would he do?
As expected, Seonwoo Jin being just handsome and utterly useless was the right flavor. Confirming that his image of Seonwoo Jin wasn’t prejudice made Jion’s mind comfortable. Doing such a cute thing. The food neatly arranged in dishes looked pretty, and it was obviously cold, which made his heart swell.
Right, you’re making an effort too, saying we sort of reconciled earlier.
If Seonwoo Jin was bending over this much first, he was worth accepting. Jion forgot that the cause of the fight was his own one-sided meddling and proudly pulled out a chair to sit.
“What’s this, why did you set the table so lavishly?”
To lighten Seonwoo Jin’s burden of lying, asking “did you set the table” instead of “did you cook” was Jion’s consideration. Seonwoo Jin, who received Jion’s praise, also felt proud and sat across from him.
“Since it’s just the two of us……”
That was right. This “dinner pretending not to be delivery food” that Seonwoo Jin prepared was the beginning of a home date course he’d prepared in his own way. A few hours ago that Seong Jion couldn’t remember, after hugging and rubbing bodies in a narrow bed and sharing a deep kiss, Seonwoo Jin thought their hearts had connected.
So during this vacation period without the other members who were obstacles, he’d set the table with great determination thinking of enjoying their first date with just the two of them creating an atmosphere at home, but Jion, who didn’t remember that thick and intense kiss, accepted this as a gesture of reconciliation and submission that Seonwoo Jin was showing and was satisfied.
“I prepared wine too……”
Seonwoo Jin watched Jion’s happy reaction and brought out the wine he’d hidden in the corner. Seonwoo Jin wasn’t completely clueless either.
He was at least aware that what had ignited their sudden progress and emotions was Seong Jion’s lightweight drinking ability. So he’d planned to set the mood and use wine’s power to dissolve the awkward and ticklish atmosphere of early romance, but he also knew that Jion had been lying down with a hangover all day today, so he didn’t dare bring it out openly and was just reading the situation.
“Wine? You prepared all sorts of things.”
Though he couldn’t drink well, Jion, who liked setting moods, smiled and nodded. He also thought there was no need to pour cold water when Seonwoo Jin was making such an effort. Just accept it and wet my lips. With that thought, Jion held out the prepared wine glass, and the two people’s dinner with different dreams began like that.
“The steak got too cold, right? Should I heat it up?”
“No, I’m more comfortable eating something a bit cooled than hot.”
“Then should I at least heat up the pasta?”
Seonwoo Jin tried hard to please Jion like a dog that needed to pee, and Jion reassured him while on the other hand became very generous, happy that he was being treated with such deference.
“Don’t be so busy like that.”
“Okay.”
“Since it’s just the two of us, let’s enjoy it cozily. Okay?”
Jion held out his wine glass while making an eye smile. It was the technique of soothing Seonwoo Jin & melting him with sweet words that he’d held back during the cold war period. Seonwoo Jin fell for Jion’s aegyo without resistance and clinked glasses.
“……Should we?”
“Cheers.”
The thin, light glass made a clinking sound as they touched, and from the wine rippling along the walls, the alcohol smell rose strongly. Bringing his lips slightly to that red liquid, Jion thought,
Ah, if I drink all this, I’ll be out of it.
One of Jion’s strengths was self-objectification. As predicted during the meal, Jion’s alcohol-vulnerable constitution immediately reacted even to the small amount of drinking continued for two days in a row. With his face reddened, Jion leaned on Seonwoo Jin’s shoulder and even wrapped his arm around his waist.
“Dinner was delicious tonight. Thank you.”
“Well, for something like this……”
When Jion’s warm body, whose temperature had risen from drinking, leaned on him, Seonwoo Jin fidgeted while pretending to be dignified.
“……Next time I’ll take you somewhere nice.”
“Yeah, good……”
He’d squeezed out his Mercedes-level effort to preview their next date, but Jion’s languid eyes didn’t catch sight of Seonwoo Jin’s reddened ears. His slightly relaxed eyes were fixed only on the large-screen TV in the living room. The TV that Eungi’s mother had provided boasted screen and quality incomparable to the previous dorm, and was such a good model that it seemed like it would create a movie-watching hobby he didn’t have before.
“Should we watch a movie and sleep?”
Jion overlapped his hand on Seonwoo Jin’s hand holding the remote with a languid touch. Even at such a light touch, the stiffened Seonwoo Jin was helplessly robbed of the remote, and Jion naturally accessed the OTT. The OTT he accessed after a long time was full of new series and movies worth watching.
“Ah, should we watch this?”
Jion, who had been flipping through numerous new releases by pressing buttons, stopped his finger in front of one poster. It was a new work by a famous director who had won an award at an international film festival.
“It’s director Baek Giseong’s new work. They say it won an award in Berlin.”
“Hmm…… well…… I don’t really like movies that win festival awards and stuff……”
Since Seonwoo Jin always nodded obediently to his opinions, he’d asked just as a courtesy this time too, and Jion’s finger about to press the play button hesitated in front of Seonwoo Jin’s negative reaction.
“You don’t really like movies?”
“Not really……”
Seonwoo Jin lightly frowned and relaxed with a lukewarm expression.
“But if you want to watch it, Jion, we can watch it.”
“No, if you don’t like it, I don’t have to watch it either.”
Jion left the screen without regret and moved to the drama section. While doing so, Jion kept checking Seonwoo Jin’s expression with sidelong glances. He still looked like he had no great interest, and Jion was so bothered by it.
He doesn’t seem to like movies or dramas, so how did he start acting back then?
Seonwoo Jin’s actor debut was a future that hadn’t even happened at the current point of regression, but if counting from before the regression, it was over 10 years ago. It was too fast for him to suddenly start because he didn’t want to be an idol and move to the next agency, and he’d entered filming quickly too.
Then there must have been contact under the table beforehand…… Jion stared intently at his face with his chin resting on Seonwoo Jin’s shoulder.
“Why?”
“Just. Your face is too handsome.”
“……What.”
Seonwoo Jin’s embarrassed face was handsome without incident, and so Jion became more curious.
“You really have an actor’s face but no interest in acting?”
“Yeah.”
Seonwoo Jin answered sharply. Jion realized his answer was sincere. The Seonwoo Jin before regression aside, the current Seonwoo Jin wouldn’t lie to him. Seonwoo Jin looked at Jion with eyes full of conviction and said,
“I’m not interested in acting and stuff. I just want to do idol, no, just BNCZ.”
“………”
At the remarks full of concept and loyalty from Seonwoo Jin who had become human, Jion’s heart, with alcohol rising, fluttered. Reading Jion’s moved eyes, Seonwoo Jin drove in the wedge once more.
“I don’t like other things. I want to be with you, with you……”
“……With me?”
“……With you……”
The declaration that had started solemnly melted softly the moment he faced Jion’s moist and languid eyes, and the firm resolution went down from his chest, down, down. Solar plexus, lower abdomen, and…….
“………”
“………”
Seonwoo Jin silently picked up the remote and turned off the TV. And at the same time, he wrapped his arms around Jion’s waist and pressed their lips together. It was a natural development.
