Eighteen’s Bed

Chapter 22.8

“What, if you really want to wear my underwear, which is soaked with my body heat, I can put it on you with a heart full of pain, doing it by hand…”

…Hearing Go Yohan's words, I was overwhelmed by emotions that I couldn’t put into words. What is it when someone says something like that with no expression, eyes closed? I’m getting caught up in it. Again. With a sigh, I covered half my face with my palm.

Let’s not dive too deep. Let’s not think too hard. Let’s not get serious. After chanting that to myself three times, I spoke up.

“You don’t need my underwear. Just take mine from my room.”

“Are you a pervert? Why are you rummaging through other people’s underwear?”

“……”

That makes sense. I frowned. Anyway, I always lose in logic when it comes to Go Yohan. Why is that? Even though Go Yohan’s logic has no reason and is chaotic, it still works. But honestly, I’m frustrated. My strange sense of pride flares up even in situations like this. Just once, I want to win. I want to make Go Yohan silent like a dumbass. I got stubborn.

“Why is a reasonable guy like you sleeping all cramped up on the couch? You’re a big guy, acting like a fool. Just sleep in your bed, why make it hard for yourself?”

Go Yohan shifted his body slightly, pressing so close to the couch that his face almost touched it. I got up too, but is there really a need to avoid it that much?

“This bastard doesn’t know what love is.”

“Lo…”

I was stunned. Every time Go Yohan crosses a certain line, I think of the day he kissed my foot. And the awkward fingers that touched my foot, the scars from the burns I could see so clearly. But I’m not used to such words, and somewhere in my chest, it feels stiff. My heart pounds so loudly that it almost feels like it’s going to explode. I avoided his gaze, turning the conversation.

“By the way, it’s almost lunchtime.”

“……Hey.”

“What do you want to eat? Want to go out and buy something?”

But Go Yohan doesn’t answer. Only the uncomfortable silence spreads. I nervously fiddled with the end of the unfamiliar T-shirt I was wearing. After a long while, a soft sigh escaped. It was Go Yohan.

“I’m a bad guy too.”

“……”

“You’re really a bad guy too.”

“……”

My gaze was still fixed on the T-shirt hem. I couldn’t gather the courage to raise my head and look at Go Yohan. I scratched the seam that was sewn tightly for no reason with my nails.

“Damn it, you mess around, then make a mess everywhere.”

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