Book of My IDEAs : Eternal Imagins of Broken Brain

다과회는 끝났어 (The tea party is over)

Caution!

It's CountryHumans fanfic 

Great Britain x Me!

The story is a little sad.

Story source

= "Tea Party 1 & 2" by Anby_Midnight

The next day, at 10 a.m., I got up.

When I opened my eyes and looked at the seat next to me, there was no Britain.

'Is he up first?'

I raised my upper body. And get out of bed.

I'll change into the clothes on the little table.

I went down to the living room.



"Good morning, Lutia. Did you sleep well?"

I nodded at his question.

"There is corn soup and bread in the dining room. It's breakfast, so make sure you eat."

Upon hearing what he said, I walked to the dining room.

On the dining room table, as he said,

There was a bowl of corn soup and a basket of bread.

There was also a spoon in front of it.

I sat on the chair in front of the table and picked up a spoon.

And I ate bread with corn soup.



After eating, I sat on the sofa in the living room.

I saw a cell phone.

"....."

There were several missed calls on the phone.

Most of the calls were made by my mom.

'Oh, my God... I'm screwed.

Then he put his cell phone on the table in front of the sofa.



"Did you have a good meal?" asked Britain kindly.

I nodded with my head down.

I was a little embarrassed about last night's work.

I couldn't look him in the eye.

It's a little... a little scary.



'Is it because of yesterday?' he asked.

Then I shook my head in embarrassment.

But he smiled, perhaps even funny.

Why the hell are you laughing?! I clasped my left arm with my right hand.

"It's supposed to be like this... It's called 'love'."

"........." I turned my head to the other side.

'Do you want me to teach you a little more?' he asked again.

"..." I said nothing.

In the meantime, my face was getting redder and redder.

"...Cute," he said.

Then he held my hand and kissed me on the back of his hand.

'...?!'

I was startled. I've never seen anything like this in my life!

I took my hand off without realizing it and turned around.

...Somehow I felt bad.

"Lutia...?" He called my name.

But I didn't answer. I went upstairs.

I went into the bedroom I used earlier.

I murmured. "Why does he keep doing it when I'm told not to?"

According to Korean law, if this is something the victim doesn't want,

It was one of the things that constitute sexual violence.

It was shocking to see him breaking my expectations.



I packed my luggage. I didn't think I should be here.

Then he went down to the first floor and headed for the door.

He asked. "Are you going?"

I didn't answer and said,

"...Yes."

Then he laughed as if he was disappointed.

"...I see..."

I'd like to tell him something. It doesn't come out.

"I'm sorry..." He apologized.

"I thought you'd like to see me like this... It wasn't... wasn't it?"

"...." I nodded.

He last said:

"I'll see you later, Lutia. Take care of yourself, okay?"

I nodded at his words and went out the door.

The tea party is over. Now I have to go back home.



That was our "other" farewell.