Jun-seok hated the feeling of guilt, as he saw the withdrawal of the youngster. The idea of guilt was horrifying, and slamming back against Jaekyung’s willingness to take up his own work in his own home was surprisingly ill-fitting. He preferred quietness over the quarrelling as it threw him back to hours, days— weeks and months of continuous fighting.
He was tired of showing that he was capable of taking care of himself and his own home.
“You thought correctly, I am tired,” he told her, his back still to her, his hands against the edge of the sink. “But you know you can’t keep on grabbing at everything. My chores are not yours to do, this is my house and as you said, I am your host.”
He turned around and looked disapprovingly at the young girl. “Believe me when I say this, you are dearly welcome to stay and everything, just accept that not everyone is going to eagerly throw you the chores of cleaning up everything.”
“Yeah, I get it.” And yet another sigh emitted the young girl’s lips, her body sinking a bit in the chair she was seated in, gaze fixated somewhere, anywhere but him. She did push his edges, she did exaggerate, but peaches – well, as she saw them, were irritable to her. She was trying to do him a favor and he was being all angered about it, how great. That’s how she saw it. In reality, Juseok was the right in that argument, but she wouldn’t admit – not by that point, at least.
“I’m sorry, alright?” Let’s chane the topic, crossed her mind, she rubbed at the corner of her right eye. “I won’t do it again…” She could have easily directed their conversation otherwise, and yet she had no thoughts or a general direction over what exactly could she tell him. She just sat there, in silence, breathing in the scent of food and his colonge. She wanted to ask him when he was planning on shaving, because one thing she disliked the most was facial hair – but she decided to keep quiet over that matter, in case that would only cause him further anger.
And averting her gaze towards him, she hoped he would notice her silent request for him to join her by her side. She seemed restless. “I…”
