SEOUL, 21:15
( JANUARY 18, 2017 )
SHE sat down on the bed, getting ready to get some sleep. "where were you last night?" she asked. "i told you, i was out with friends." he told her. unsatisfied with his answer, she asked again, "and then? what else happened?"
fidgeting on his spot of the bed, he explained, "i was drunk and... i slept at my friend's house. i don't wanna come home while looking drunk in front of you. that's all." she nodded, but curiosity got the best of her. "then, what are those?" she asked, pointing at those bruises on his sun kissed skin.
"these... are nothing. there were so many mosquitoes last night and i was itchy." he said. silence filled the room as he said that. she was trying to make sense of his quite unreasonable answer. "i'm sorry, seojung." he suddenly apologized. "what are you apologizing for?" she asked him, confused. "well... for scratching my skin?" he said skeptically. she burst out laughing at his innocent answer. "it's okay. i forgive you, taehyung." she said while still laughing at him.
well, she's not an idiot.
