I had cheek pressed to my palm while my elbow rested on the counter. My eyes fluttered with fatigue, but at that moment I felt too comfortable to let myself be put into sleep.
,,No way. You cannot be a fan of them!" He exclaimed as an amused look spread across my face.
,,We share the same opinion about each other." I nodded and his indignant expression deepened.
After I was interested in Ma-Ri and he assured me that this time she was not wandering the streets alone, our conversation had gone through several different topics.
,,Yours has had a good season, but they're not reliable unless they got a good draft or purchased players." After my words, he remained silent for a brief moment, only with narrowed eyes.
,,It's not hard to cheer on a favoured team."
And at that very moment, I saw another part of his inside. The part that either takes over most control of a person or tries to hide under several layers.
My answer was interrupted by the need to yawn, so I covered the lower part of my face with both palms.
I jerked softly as there was a loud knock on the front door while a wrinkle appeared on Su-Jin's forehead.
While he walked straight to the sound, which still persisted, I took the opportunity to press my face comfortably into my forearms, which I still had on the marble.
I heard muffled male voices that increased their volume several times, which interrupted each other, but even that wasn't enough for me to force myself to raise my head again.
After a while, however, even the faint sound began to fade even more, leaving a complete and pleasant silence in my head.
Those hours of sleep that was absenting so much, decided that they would seek attention right now.
I enjoyed the emptiness and the feeling of nothingness that had lasted indefinitely for me.
So when I was disturbed by a pair of hands, I intuitively let out a dissatisfied growl.
I opened my eyes slightly just as a dark, bushy thing obscured my view, which immediately brought my body to a pleasant softness.
However, this made my mind accept the stimuli from the outside world, so a little later I sat, wrapped like a sushi roll, on Su-Jin's couch, as I realized at the time. With the force that had not yet left, I kept my eyes ajar.
The university was where I was supposed to be at that second, and just as my brain was forcing my body to move, it gave up at the same time.
With a simple-minded decision I lay down again, and satisfaction passed through my cells right after that.
,,Is it because of him?" After pause, his voice came on.
,,Because of who? Is what?" I forced my tongue to produce something meaningful and understandable.
,,Your sleeping schedule is obviously more dishevelled than the feelings of a teenage kid. It's just that I'm unsure whether it's just current or persistent." There was his answer, because of which my brain had to gather the ability to think from the ground where it had thrown it a moment ago.
,,What's it about?" He added his words with a question.
The choices for answer were few, but I still couldn't make up my mind.
,,My body loathe me for something I've done and lets me know that properly." I sighed as I decided on an all-too-true respond. I saw no reason why I shouldn't do that.
In a few moments, I felt his big palm rest on my forehead.
I sluggishly opened my eyes under his touch.
It's likely that he already had this habit... thanks to Ma-Ry, I believe.
His face reflected exactly what summed up his essence. Prudence and concentration.
And for some reason, this palm touch made me want to feel his closeness even more.
,,Su-Jin." I gently grabbed his hand and put it away from my skin. ,,I'm not ill."
Then I arose from my lying position again. ,,I should go."
Did I really want to sleep in his apartment? On his couch and under his blanket?
Not only did he have the bruises on his face from the situation he got into mainly because of me, but instead of apologizing and checking to see if he was truly okay, I did the exact opposite.
,,Are you really alright?"
,,Are you really okay?"
Our voices met when we both asked the other.
We knew that these questions meant much more than just a concern about recent incidents.
Our gazes remained locked, and it was at that moment that I didn't give a damn about what my appearance looked like.
What I was interested in, however, was that Su-Jin wasn't alright.
Furthermore, I knew that the bruises were not bothering him in the slightest.
,,Can I touch you..." He whispered huskily. ,,...more? Can I hug you?"
I was honestly not sure what would happen in such a situation.
Words have always been my solution. Although it was about comforting someone.
However, before I managed to get out of my thoughts on my own, their source helped me with it.
One of his hands appeared on my nape, pulling my head into the crook of his neck. The other one encircled my waist and literally pushed my body into his.
His embrace were incredibly fragrant and snug.
Despite my doubts, which controlled me most of the time, I let my body relax, wrapped my arms around his firm waist. My facial muscles loosened while my forehead rested on his shoulder.
His heart rate was fast, maybe more than mine, but over time it began to slow down until it finally stabilized at the pleasant pace I was listening to.
It was silly, but his arms around me allowed me to think that Mr. Jee was fine, that Aurora would no longer have to worry about the face of her ex-love appearing on the doorstep of our door, that Su-Jin's injuries weren't painful and much more.
He began to rise lazily from his kneeling position, but he didn't break the hug.
By moving his body to the couch, he gave us even more access.
,,This feels nice." I let out a mutter. Both of us strengthened the grip a little after my words.
He then buried his fingers in my hair and began combing it in a calming gesture.
,,Stay here." His voice echoed above me, so I tilted my head slightly, as if to help me understand.
,,If you're supposed to be somewhere right now, stay anyway."
Yes. This was exactly what I needed to hear in order for my previous thoughts to fade forever.
Therefore, I nodded softly.
,,Can you play for me?" I asked out of blue.
Su-Jin pulled away from me and instead of answering, stood up and walked to the corner of the room where there was a stand with a bass guitar.
His next steps led to a large window that he opened a little, so I could smell the fresh air with the fragrance I adored.
Then he returned to the couch, where he sat on the opposite side of me and leaned his back against the side arm while his legs stretched out in my direction.
So far, I have pulled my knees to my chin and the material of a backrest felt so comfortable to my cheek.
He looked up at me before placing his fingertips gently on the strings.
,,Try to rest."
I watched his face, I perceived every feature of him and what was on it only temporarily, but also the mysterious little scars that had their place there as well, until I finally let my eyes close again.
And so, with the pleasant drumming of raindrops subtly in the background, I had the opportunity to hear the sound of Su-Jin's bass guitar again, that he only played for me this time.
It was a pleasurable deja vu.