"Does it look like I made the bed" Hee-won scowled deeply, her hands perched on her hips with an equally curious Hae-jo by her side as the two stared down at the precariously close position of the two beds. It seemed Jae-geun did not want to let go of the in-law comment, despite her protests.
"Help me move these" she said, lowering to her knees and curling her fingers around the blankets to drag her bed to the side and as far as she could as well.
''You don't need to be so dramatic" he said, opting to just lift his duvet cover and let himself drop onto the bed, rested on his forearm while he watched her slide her bed further away from him.
"I'm not dramatic " she retaliated, her face scrunched up in offense. She cursed him under her breath and got herself comfortable beneath the sheets.
They laid in silence, the small light in the attic glowing on their faces, highlighting Hae-jo's restful face and Hee-won's fidgety hands. Her mind was struggling to fall asleep, plagued by restless words and bitter thoughts. she gnawed at the skin of her lips, glancing at Hae-jo before training her eyes back on the ceiling, raking her eyes over the lines engraved above her.
"You know what I think about " she said softly and it didn't matter if he was awake or not. Her hands clenched on her stomach when she heard a quiet rustle and shuffle from beside her.
''What?" he encouraged as low, sitting with his legs towards her and a curious glint in his eyes. A meek chuckle left her lips.
" You know, everything in the world has an expirery date. Food, clothes, time" she began, her tone slightly strained. "Everything is useful until it's not. Don't you think it's kind of sad in a stupid funny sense that our lives mean nothing." her lips pursed in a thin shaky unconvincing and painful smile "It's ironic isn't it, a girl with a fatal heart condition and a boy who has three months to live can't seem to make their last moments worth living" she chuckled, blinking away her tears and refusing to look him in the eyes.
