Sun Joon Ho walked very fast. He was much more sober now, except for the burning pain in his stomach, and all that remained of the alcohol was a light, floating dizziness. It felt like he was walking on soft soil, and his eyes could clearly see every scratch on the staircase railing.
If he stayed, he would definitely hug Kangjeon Tae Hyun and cry again. But no, he couldn't. He had cried too much today. Too much of a crybaby. He didn't want Kangjeon Tae Hyun to see him in this useless state.
He remembered that this was the first time Kangjeon Tae Hyun hadn't escorted him home in a long time. The security guard, Uncle Lee, could recognize Kangjeon Tae Hyun's car early on, and Grandma Wang on the first floor had even praised Kangjeon Tae Hyun for being handsome. If it weren't for the lack of pants this time, Kangjeon Tae Hyun would surely have used "You're drunk, it's not safe" as a reason to pull him into the car.
