"Why are you crying?" I sigh, exasperated because of the human being in front of me. I thought that he would be happy. I didn't expect him to start bawling his eyes. He's so tall. It can't be comfortable for him to cry with his head over my shoulder.
"I am so happy, wife." He tells me with a hoarse voice, "Wife loves me back."
"Hold on." I lightly push him away. "I didn't say that I love you."
"But you said…" He blinks out the tears. "You will look at the city lights."
"Yeah, but that doesn't mean…" I make more distance between us. "It takes time. I can't fall in love with you in a day. It's only been two days and you are quite annoying. You haven't made it easy for me."
I admit that I am a little shaken by him and I am physically attracted to him, but I am not in love with him yet. He might be in love with me for two years, but I have only seen him as a beautiful quiet man who often visited the bookstore regularly. He's not quiet for sure.
Eli pales. His lips quiver. I see tears forming in his eyes, rolling down like drops of rain. Suddenly, he lies down on the floor and stares up at the ceiling as if it's the end of the world.
Was I harsh?
"Doctor Sanguine." I sit down beside him. "Are you okay?" Should I take you to a doctor? You are scaring me a little.
"I am trying to accept the fact that you don't love me yet," He replies to me with a shaky voice. "How long will it take?"
"I will do my best." I pat his head. "If I fail to love you back, I still like you as a human being. So..."
"Like me as a human being?" He utters the word with great difficulty and then, rolls to his side and sobs harder. "She likes me as a human being."
Did I say something wrong? He seems so depressed. Is depression contagious? I don't want him to get issues like me. I lean closer to him. "Doctor Sanguine, I have never seen anyone as handsome --" as you. That's not correct. His face is identical to Baek Joon-Woo.
Damn! I never thought that I would be facing this kind of problem. He's still crying like a little baby.
"What I mean is…" I wreak my head to find the words. "Your eyes are beautiful."
"But you don't love me." He mewls. "What's the point of having beautiful eyes if my wife doesn't love me at all? You even like me only as a human being."
Since when liking someone as a human being became bad? I thought that friend-zoning someone was bad.
When I don't reply, he wails harder.
Damn him! If he keeps crying, he will get swollen eyes. His colleagues and patients will think that I did something to him. I scratch my head and force myself to say, "I am physically attracted to you though."
"You are?" He stops crying right away. "You find me sexy?"
"Yes, I do." I know that I am going to regret saying this, but I don't want to listen to his wails. "Eli Sanguine is a sexy man."
"Do you like it when I kiss you?" His head moves a little. I still can't see his face. "Do you like it when I touch you and embrace you? Does your heart also flutter? Do you feel tingly feelings all over?"
This guy… how old is he? "Are you thirty-two?"
"Um..." He lowers his head toward his knees. I can feel his growing depression. "I am older than you are."
I don't know what to say. Even Baek Joon-Woo didn't act like this. He was quite different from this person. He was the same age as me, but he never acted clingily. He acted a little older than he was. He wouldn't speak much, but his words weren't random. He would never lie down on the floor and cry like this.
"So, do you feel something when I touch you?" Eli asks me again.
"Doesn't physical attraction mean that I feel something for you?" I poke his head. "How dumb are you, Doctor Sanguine. You are a handsome man. All the female nurses and doctors get wet panties when they look at you. If you want to hear how sexy you are, go and ask them."
Baek Joon-Woo also attracted a lot of girls. It was a hassle when I was with him. More or less, he was always smug about it until I beat it out of his system. I don't want to beat up this doctor. Besides, this doctor is way stronger than Baek Joon-Woo.
"I don't care about what they think." He sounds even more poignant. "I only want to know if your panties get wet when I look at you."
"She won't say it, but her panty gets wet for you." The Devil nudges him with his face. "When you held her earlier on the bed, she nearly smooched your lips. Little Marshmallow, don't judge her by her height. She is closer to her crazy horny peak. That mark on your ear is a warning to all the other women in the hospital."
I have nothing to say to either of them. I stand up. "I will make you ginger tea."
"Wife, you didn't answer me." He grabs my ankle and raises his head. "Does your panty gets wet for me? Can I sniff your panty?"
Sniff my panty...
What did I just hear?
"Doctor Sanguine." I cross my arms and resist the urge to kick this pervert's face. "Do you want ginger tea or poisoned tea?"
"I will take ginger tea." He grins. "With your wet panty."
Forget love, I want to kill this perverted shameless man.