At Blue Hour, I Fall In Love [BEOMJUN] ✓

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Beomgyu’s mother, seemed like a somewhat forceful person. There was a strained atmosphere about her, but at the same time, she was worn out. She had a well-featured face that made me think she’d probably been a beauty in the past. But there were no signs of her wearing any makeup, and although she was apparently still in her forties, she actually looked older.

“Ah, you’ve come again today,” she said.

That day was the second day that I’d met her. Her words were gentle, but there was something biting about the way she spoke. She never called me by my name. It was always “you.” I got the feeling that she didn’t think much of me, someone she didn’t know who had suddenly started frequently visiting her son’s hospital room.

“Well then, I’m going home. Don’t be in too high spirits; make sure you sleep quietly,” she said to Beomgyu in a rather scolding tone, and then left the room.

“Yeonjunnie, you’ve wearing a rather dark-looking expression today, aren’t you?” Beomgyu said as he looked at my face, sounding a little worried. “Are you alright? Are you not feeling well?

“No, it’s not a big deal,” I said.

“What’s wrong?”

“My earphones broke.”

I took my earphones out of my pocket and showed them to Beomgyu. I had been listening to music on my way to the hospital when they got caught on a tree branch. Now, I could only hear sound through one side.

“Were they expensive?” Beomgyu asked.

“Not really,” I said.

But the earphones were a birthday present that my noona bought for me with the pay from her first part-time job in high school, so it was kind of a shock for me.

Beomgyu took my earphones and stared at them intently for a while. And then he looked at me with an expression that looked as if he’d just thought of a sinister idea. “Say, Yeonjunnie.”

“What is it?”

He isn’t going to suggest something troublesome again, is he? I thought, bracing myself.

“Shall we try doing a little something that we shouldn’t do?”

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The something that we shouldn’t do Beomgyu had referred to was going to the store on the first floor of the hospital. He was apparently prohibited from leaving his bed. But his excuse was that even if that was the case, being caught wouldn’t cost us our lives.

I walked ahead to check the corridor. If we were seen by a nurse or doctor, it would be game over. We proceeded carefully through the corridor and arrived at the stairs. This was because we were more likely to run into someone if we took the elevator.

Beomgyu clutched the handrail and descended the staircase with somewhat shaky steps.

“Are you actually alright?” I asked him.

“Don’t make fun of me. I’m not a grandpa,” he said.

We reached the first floor and made it to the store safely. It was decided that I would stand at the store’s entrance and look out for anyone it would be bad for Beomgyu to be found by.

“It’s here! Yeonjunnie, it’s here!” Beomgyu’s voice shouted at me quietly after a while.

I turned around to see what he was so happy about, and saw him waving at me like a child. Looking more closely, I could see that a package was being waved around in his hand.