Thundercloud Rainstorm - Chapter 3

I was the one who suffered, but it looked as if Il-Jo the one who had been hit by me.

“What?” A cold voice came out, even though it was not made up. As he slowly raised his upper body, Il-Jo hurriedly bit his lips. As if I was going to beat him right now.

“what’s your excuse.”

“….”

It feels bad to kept silent, knowing how I feel. When I move my stiff neck with a motion, I instantly felt dizzy. It was only then that I remembered what had happened before. I drank a bottle of alcohol when I have dinner and slept leaning on the sofa from the drowsy drunkenness that was pouring in me.

“water.” At my words, Il-Jo ran to the back and fetched a glass of water. The fingers of the guy who rubbed the glass as he took it were trembling.

“Not this, but cold water.” Enduring the throbbing in my temples, he held out the cup again. It was pretty good when I drank it… It wasn’t a good drink after all. Il-Jo ran again and filled the cup with cold water.

“What time is it now?”

“… eleven o’clock.” Il-Jo answered in a tight voice. At the same time, a breeze laugh escaped my mouth.

“You answer well.”

“uh?”

“While you can answering this, why didn’t you answer what I asked you earlier?”

“I’m sorry… .”

“I don’t want to hear an apology.”

Il-Jo shut his mouth again. The face that didn’t know how to behave properly just looked really foolish.

“Can’t you answer me?”

“… .”

“Why are you doing something you can’t even answer?” I asked angrily and placed the empty cup on the table. Then Il-Jo looked at the cup and me alternately. He seemed to be contemplating whether or not to bring more water. I didn’t like the hesitancy I could see. I said with a chuckle, “You don’t seem very sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry. I really am so sorry, I just  don’t know how to apologize.”

If you’re really sorry, shouldn’t you get down on your knees and beg? I stared at the guy. Il-Jo stood farther away than before. It just seemed like he wanted to protect himself from me. That’s look really funny … anyone who sees it will suspect that I am the culprit.

“What have you done to my drink?” When asked sarcastically, Il-Jo raised his head, which had been bowed down. Both eyes were filled with regret.

“… I don’t.” Il-Jo replied with difficulty. It was a voice like a strangled person. It was easy to see that my question had hurt him. I got up without a word and went into the bedroom. When passing him, he deliberately did not hide his sigh. It wasn’t me who usually closed the door—but Il-Jo, but this time I also closed the door.

The door closed louder than expected.

But Il-Jo need to know what he did. It may have sounded like I’m really mad. I know he didn’t do anything with alcohol. I got the cap off the bottle that had been sealed in the gift wrap. Il-Jo drank only one drink that I had poured, and said he did not know the taste and put it down. The reason I was drunk was that I almost emptied the rest of the bottle by myself. Knowing that, I put all the charges on him. I wonder if a guy who dares to secretly kiss while he’s asleep can’t do anything worse than that. By the way, since when? I felt bad.

He should thank to me, you are living with me… . He had such a thick face, so he could have stayed next to his uncle. Suddenly, I was blaming him for even living in my house. Of course, I myself was not unaware of the contradiction of this logic. What used to be a frivolous anger for a moment has now become a legitimate anger affair with that one thief’s kiss. I was more distracted than usual, but I fell asleep quickly. Even while waking up the next day, washing up and getting ready for work, I completely forgot what had happened last night. Oh yeah. Yesterday Lee Il-jo kissed me. Before leaving the house, I barely remembered that fact when I saw the door that was still closed. If it weren’t for that, we probably wouldn’t have much of a conflict.

We could have lived without it. Thinking that two people with completely different circumstances can get along this well, I would have been able to overcome one of my prejudices.

In fact, it is not easy to break free from the prejudices that you have created yourself when you reach your 30s. Living with Il-Jo was such an impressive experience for me. Having brushed off my prejudices like that, I would also have contributed to an example where people should not be judged solely on their educational background or occupation. But such a future is now completely impossible. It was then that the balance between the two of us was disturbed. And it was all Lee Il-jo’s fault.

[Don’t sleep and wait for me.]