I laid Song Soo-yeon on the bed.
She seemed too exhausted to take a shower and sleep.
Her hangover was gradually getting worse.
Her pronunciation had improved, but she complained of a headache and her retching intensified.
"Do you want to throw up before sleeping?"
I asked her, but she shook her head without a word, then stared at me for a long time.
"Why?"
"...No, it's nothing."
"You should throw up before sleeping, right? It'll be a disaster if you do it while sleeping."
"...I don't want to."
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Do whatever you want."
Then I turned around.
Before leaving the room, I gave her a few more instructions.
"Lie on your side. Don't sleep in the cold. If you feel like throwing up, just do it. Try to drink lots of water in between. It will help with the hangover."
"Where are you going?"
Song Soo-yeon's words stopped me as I was leaving.
I just turned my head to look back at her.
"I need to go to the restaurant. I have things to tidy up."
"You're going to sleep there?"
Song Soo-yeon's expression crumpled as she lay on the bed, supporting her upper body on her elbows.
Her lips moved a couple of times before she spoke.
"Stay here and sleep."
"..."
"We... agreed to do that, didn't we?"
"We didn't agree on that yet..."
As I showed signs of leaving despite her words, Song Soo-yeon struggled to get up from the bed.
"If you don't like it, I'll go to the restaurant and sleep there."
"Ah, okay, okay. Lie down."
Her words were sincere.
I could feel her earnestness, even amidst her struggle with intoxication.
I didn't want to invalidate the effort it took to bring her here.
I thought I should lay her down and then think about it.
Once she falls asleep, I can decide whether to return to the restaurant or not.
...Well, it didn't really matter to me.
I had no intentions of doing anything.
Song Soo-yeon, still carrying many wounds, hadn't changed.
I had no intention of touching her, let alone hurting her.
The problem was her psychology.
Even though she was asking me to sleep together, she might be struggling inside.
She might be trying to keep me in this room, only because she didn't want to leave the restaurant.
This thought made me uncomfortable.
If I set out to do a good deed but end up causing the other person to worry, it would just be self-satisfaction.
Song Soo-yeon, watching me take off my coat, flopped back onto the bed weakly.
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I Became a Villain's Hero [Complete]
Acción[the i do not own and fanfic that is heavily inspired by the original work] [Language: Korean] [Author(s)이만두] I regret having lived as a villain. So when I got a second chance after regressing, I tried to live a good life... But then a villain becam...