"Jo-Pil, you're driving me mad, do you know?" He asked and I stared at the expression on his face. He looked like someone who had been suffering for more than a decade but he wouldn't let a single tear drop from his eyes.
He was so strong in love and also an idiot.
I got up and wrapped my arms around him, hugging his head to my belly, surprising him and myself included. Yeah, I have no idea why I'm going this far.
"I don't know why but seeing you hurt makes me feel hurt as well." I said to him. "The chopsticks, no, the ramyeon, was it a part of our past?" I asked, and that was when he clung to me, squeezing my shirt tightly till it was wrinkled.
Jeez, these guys don't know how it is to iron clothes for hours, so could he quit wrinkling my clothes?
Well, I'll forgive him this time since he's being such a baby.
