hang in there. - taedong.

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finishing my ramyeon, i put those on my dining-table then walk toward the-laying-guy on the sofa. "taedong-ah," he fell asleep. i shouldnt wake him up right now, right?

he looks so tired with the shits he has been handling for a quite long time.

i press my lips thin, then stand up. walking back to the dining-table, looks like i need to finish it all alone. lucky enough that i havent added the eggs yet.

if i have? i probably will have an instand fat stomach.

but it gets chilly. taedong is asleep, and it means that the only one here is me. i used to do things alone but why does it seem kindaㅡ "why didnt you wake me up?"

"yAH KIM TAEDONG!"

with his half-asleep eyes he asks, "what?"

"dont suprise me?? do you want to see me have a heart-attack????????"

"then why didnt you wake me up?"

"you look so peaceful in your sleep," i say, "and i dont want to bother." hanging my head low, as he takes a seat in front of me.

"i dont see any eggs?"

"ohㅡ right, wait." i take the eggs from my refrigerator then crack it on the ramyeon. "eat well," i tap his hair twice then back to my seat. to only look at him eating so delightfully.

it doesnt take a half hour for him to finish the entire food, did he really eat something early? i dont seem like believe it? "you done?" he nods. "okay," as i clean up the table.

"i'll be on your sofa,"

"if you want to sleep, sleep in my room."

"alright,"