Mr. Grim Reaper

Chapter - 16

"I am not losing this time." Eun-woo says, as we sit down for our daily ritual of UNO.

"Oh, yes? We'll se about that, wont we, Mr. Grim Reaper?" I tease him.

The game is long. Agonizingly long. I'm not entirely sure of my win. One minute, it feels like victory is certain and the other, I'm close to loss.

After 15 minutes of throwing cards, a result becomes clear.

"I WON!!!!" Eun-woo shouts as he places his last card on the pile.

"Yeah... alright, alright. I intentionally let you win, okay? So, don't be so proud of yourself." I say, my temper rising.

"Huh? What are you saying? I won. Fair and Square." He says, grinning stupidly.

"Shut up. Just..... shut up." I say, humiliated.

"Hehe... Are you angry, moony??" He says teasingly.

"You little-" I say and hit him on his shoulder.

"Ow. Why do you keep hurting me?" He says cutely.

Before I can say anything, our doorbell rings. It's weird because, no one other than Yoona or Sung-Jae knows our address. And they are out of town at the moment. So, who could it be?

"Who is it?." He says and marches towards the door. I follow him.

I look in shock at our visitor.

It's Joon.

"Joon?" I ask, feeling the awkwardness in the air.

"Hey, Moonyoung. And how are you, Eun-woo?" He asks, bowing magnificently.

"Kim Min-Joon. Why are you here? Is it some notice from the Angels Department, perhaps?" Eun-woo asks, coldly.

"Eun-woo-" He says and then stops. I think he can't speak. It's hard when you're close to tearing up.

A silence continues. The lines on Eun-woo's face soften. It's like he's pitying him. And then, suddenly, out of nowhere, he....

He takes a step forward, and embraces Joon. He doesn't say anything, nor does he cry. Whereas, Joon keeps on sobbing. I say nothing either.

"Joon. You don't have to say anything. I'm sorry. Let's just end this misery altogether." Eun-woo says, breaking the hug.

"I'm sorry too. I won't leave you ever again when you need my help." He says. Eun-woo wipes his tears. "Don't cry now, okay?" Eun-woo tells him.

"Aww. You both are so cute!!" I squeal.

"Oh... stop that nonsense. Come on in, Joon. Let's just have something nice for dinner." Eun-woo says, blushing a little.

Joon laughs and then comes inside.

"Let's make that dish then." Joon says.

"The one we used to make with Moon-bin?" Eun-woo asks.

"Yeah." Joon smiles.

"Can I record you guys? I'll send this to some story-writer. They'll make a good novel or k-drama out of it." I say, teasing them.

"Just shut up, Moony and get going with your laundry now. You lost, remember?" He says, grinning.

"Yeah, yeah. Alright, Mr. grim reaper." I say and walk out of the hall into my room.

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Not from Moon-Young's POV >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Eun-woo and Joon both enter the kitchen and start gathering the ingredients for the meal. They are very excited about it. Doing things that you used to do after a long time.... Very sweet, isn't it?

They both laugh and annoy each other as they prepare dinner. Recalling old memories, sad ones too. But, they've decided to let it go now. Nothing can stop them from being happy.

Cracking two eggs with a bowl, Eun-woo asks Joon," Do you still like Sunmi?"

Joon answers while washing the celery, "What? No. I stopped liking her a pretty long while ago."

"Why? Did you get rejected?" He asks, mixing the yolks together with chopsticks.

"I never proposed to her, actually." Joon replies.

"Oh... well..." Eun-woo says, unable to say anything else.

"Do you like someone?" Joon asks him politely. You know, just like you would expect angels to talk like. Very innocently.

"Well... I-I think I do." He replies, chopping some coriander.

"Who is it?" He asks, slightly interested.

"What about you? Do you have someone in mind? Tell me." Eun-woo pulls out the reverse card.

"I.... like someone too." He says, blushing.

"Who is it??" Eun-woo asks, shocked.

"I....." He doesn't answer.

"We'll both tell each other, okay? In one, two, three...." Eun-woo says, counting.

"Moon-Young" They both say at the same time.