Chapter 9.2
"Did you get permission from your parents before coming?"
"Did you get your parents' permission before coming here?"
I heard a mocking voice mimicking me. Go Yohan snickered, imitating my way of speaking but making it sound even more like a goody-two-shoes. I stopped my hand from opening the door and glared at him. But Go Yohan wasn’t the kind of guy to care about a glare.
"So what?"
Go Yohan tilted his head slightly and smiled with his eyes.
"When did I ever talk like that?"
"Even if you didn't say it like that, that's how it sounds."
Is my way of speaking really that nerdy? I couldn’t believe it. My brow furrowed automatically.
"Do I really sound like that?"
"Yeah. That’s right."
"You're fucking annoying. Seriously."
Hahaha. A bright laugh rang out. When he’s not sneering, Go Yohan actually laughs in a surprisingly refreshing way. I gave that clear laughter two choices.
"You wanna sleep in my room, or in the guest room?"
"Hmm."
Go Yohan stroked his chin with his finger. His wide, long mouth curled upward. Then, with a rather serious face, he answered.
"Guess I have to go to your room, huh?"
"…But there's only one bed in my room."
"Hey. Isn’t that obvious? Who the hell has two beds in their room?"
Go Yohan raised an eyebrow. I let out a pointless sigh. Maybe I shouldn’t have given him a choice in the first place. But somehow, his jokes hit just the right spot, and I barely managed to hold back my laughter.
"Hey. I can see you trying not to laugh."
Shit. Busted.
That morning, I woke up with Go Yohan. I handed him a spare toothbrush I had for guests. As for his uniform, well, he had brought it himself. Breakfast was a lunchbox my parents had ordered in advance. I even got a message saying that starting today, someone would come by to stock the fridge with side dishes, so I shouldn’t worry about meals. My parents' message blinked on my phone screen.
"What about your meals? I don’t want my son eating cold leftovers. Sorry for now, sweetheart."
The screen dimmed back to black over time, and in that black reflection, I saw Go Yohan.@@novelbin@@
On the way to school, I asked him,
"Do you know how to cook rice?"
"Rice?"
"Yeah. You can use a pressure cooker too."
"Oh. Yeah, I know how."
Go Yohan cooking rice? The thought alone was ridiculous. My imagination ran wild, and suddenly, an image of him in an apron popped into my head. I burst out laughing, and Go Yohan, not even knowing what was so funny, just laughed along with me. He probably thought I was making fun of him. But I didn’t explain, just let him keep laughing.
Once I got to school, I figured I should text my parents. Tell them it’s fine, that I can cook for myself.
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