Eighteen's Bed-Chapter 27.4

"Don't. Don't take it off."

"What do you think I’m going to do? Don’t tell me not to."

"You're going to take off your jacket and put it on me."

Go Yohan raised an eyebrow and froze in the same posture, half taking off the jacket. The expression he made at that moment, even someone like me with no talent for literature could describe: ‘Busted.’ The more obvious proof was the slow movement of his eyes, as if he was trying to come up with an excuse or a lie.

Go Yohan raised and lowered his eyebrows lightly before speaking with no change in expression.

"No, that’s not it."

So, he decided to deny it.

"Then why did you take it off?"

"Because it’s hot."

"It’s cold."

"Isn’t it different for everyone? Just because you’re cold, does that mean I have to be cold too? Are we in the Communist Party?"

He’s so shameless. I let out the same hollow laugh I had earlier when I was looking at the taxi.

"Hey, am I the idiot here?"

"......"

It doesn’t feel right. I thought about what I had said and then stopped thinking because my head felt so light I thought it might float. I spoke again.

"Am I the idiot?"

But Go Yohan’s face started to look more and more strange. It actually seemed like he was desperately trying to hide a laugh. That face looked like he was mocking me.

"Why does your face look like that?"

"My face looks like what?"

"It’s annoying."

"Did you drink?"

"Yeah. I drank. There’s nothing wrong with that. You’re puffing away on cigarettes too. I can drink a little too."

I’m an adult. Plus, if you’re going to run a big business, you may not be able to smoke, but you have to know how to drink a little. Isn’t that normal?

"I drank almost two bottles."

"Two bottles? And you’re still fine? Wow."

Even after he had half taken off his jacket, he didn’t put it back on, revealing his wide, angular shoulders in my view. But those shoulders were shaking faintly. Was it because of the cold or because he was laughing? Go Yohan, who had his arms crossed, clenched his left fist and covered his mouth.

Ah, I get it. This bastard is laughing.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I'm not laughing. I’m just amazed. Jun, you drink better than I thought."

I tilted my chin up and proudly said,

"Yeah, I’m a bit strong."

"Really?"

"I’m not like you, who becomes a trash bin for alcohol after a few drinks. I’m different."

"I’m not good at drinking. I’m the kind of loser who only drinks cola at drinking parties."

He’s full of it. A pathetic guy can’t even admit he’s pathetic. He’s talking nonsense like that because he doesn’t know any better. I threw a sharp retort at the arrogant Go Yohan, who didn’t know himself well.

"That’s not true."

A guy like him, so full of arrogance, needs a good smack. Otherwise, he’ll think everything he says is the truth.

"Where do you find a loser like you who walks around with all that arrogance?"

"Oh, really?"

"You’re so annoyingly cool, so just shut up. That’s what I mean."

"Yeah, sorry... I’m sorry, don’t say anything too harsh like that."

"You’re laughing?"

The guy who says sorry is bowing his shoulders and laughing?

"Are you laughing?"

"No, I didn’t laugh. I’m really sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?"

Now that I think about it, it’s kind of annoying. Go Yohan always tries to clean up after causing trouble. If he’s going to do that, he should just not cause trouble from the start. He always does whatever he wants, and when it doesn’t work, he breaks everything. It’s not just a small nuisance. It’s really getting on my nerves. I need to say something about this.

I tightly clenched my right fist. Since no one could speak firmly to Go Yohan, this situation ended up like this. Now it’s my turn to speak firmly. No, now I’m the only one who can.

Finally, after making up my mind, I clenched my teeth and spoke as seriously and weightily as possible.

"Don't."

"Yes."

"Do you understand?"

"I understand. Hyung."

"Don't call me Hyung."

"Okay, the older brother who was born before me."

Go Yohan mocked me. He was trying to tease me. I tried to say something witty in return, but I couldn’t come up with the words and just poked my finger in the air. Go Yohan didn’t miss this gap. He scanned my hand with his eyes, smiled with a sly grin, and said,

"But your mood swings are brewing, huh? You asked me to call you Hyung earlier."

"Don't make up words that aren’t there."

"Yeees."

Go Yohan half-heartedly nodded while looking away.

Yeah, he’s going to follow this well, huh?

The way Go Yohan twisted his lips and blinked slowly seemed strange, but since his lips weren’t smiling and his shoulders were shaking, like someone cold, I decided to stop with the harsh words.

"Put your jacket back on, it’s cold."

"I’m not cold at all. Could you put my outerwear on for me? It’s so heavy."

"Don’t lie."

This habitual bastard.

"You don’t even realize how noticeable you are. Your shoulders are so obnoxiously broad... They just stay in my field of vision and never disappear. Do you really think you can fool someone with your body like that? Especially with your annoyingly tall height..."

"Sorry. I didn’t mean to be a burden with my annoyingly broad shoulders and height. Oh, is Yohan’s personality trashy or something?"

"Why do I feel like you’re mocking me?"

I shoved my hands deep into the pockets of my coat. After walking a few steps, I had an introspective thought like, ‘What am I doing, I’m right by home but not going inside?’ but at the same time, I thought, ‘Why do I feel like I’m the one being mocked?’ I tapped my feet slowly on the hard asphalt ground.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

"Ah, shit... Did Go Yohan lose his mind? Doesn’t even know the difference between up and down, what a brat. Freaking psycho."

Go Yohan made a pitiful face and started slapping his cheek with his unusually large hand, as if he was scolding himself.

"Alright, alright, that’s enough."

"I’m so grateful for your forgiveness."

"It just looked a little cute, so I told you to stop. What’s with this?"

It’s not like I forgave him.

As soon as I finished thinking, a heavy silence fell. Huh? Did I say something wrong? I replayed my words in my head. And then I realized it. My hand automatically went up and touched my lips. With my lips covered, I thought again. I should have thought it through before speaking, but I let my thoughts spill out instead.

"What’s wrong with me, am I crazy?"

Because my mouth was covered, my voice was muffled by my hand. But the good part was that Go Yohan finally stopped shaking his shoulders, which had been trembling nonstop.

"Wow."

Then he threw his shoulders back and burst out in a meaningless laugh like a balloon popping.

"Your drinking habits are insane."

I shook my head with my mouth still covered. Drinking habits? I wasn’t even drunk. But he wouldn’t understand, and with his left hand, he spread two fingers and asked again.

"Two bottles? Drinking two bottles makes you like this?"

I should have just ignored him, but before I knew it, I opened one finger and then, after a slight pause, opened four.

"It was soju."

"Yeah."

"Want to stop by a convenience store?"

I frowned, unable to understand the sudden offer. Yet, Go Yohan, who always managed to understand perfectly, finally buttoned up his jacket and said,

"I'm curious what happens if we drink more, so I’m thinking of getting more soju."

"Kang Suhyeon said you’d get drunk if you drink any more."

"Did you say that kind of thing to that bastard, Kang Suhyeon?"

Go Yohan’s mood was always a rollercoaster.

Go Yohan, who had been chuckling, suddenly stopped and rolled his tongue. I think he made a few mistakes, but in my current thoughts, it didn’t seem like a big deal. It was all something Kang Suhyeon would’ve heard anyway.

"It’s similar, but a bit different."

"...How different?"

I searched my memory. The things I had said to Kang Suhyeon.

"I said he wasn’t handsome, that he should stop contacting Park So-yeon because it was a nuisance. Ah, and Kang Suhyeon likes Park So-yeon. He’s not the type to be picky, he liked you even after meeting you once, right? Kang Suhyeon has no shame."

"Really?"

"And I think I said his personality wasn’t as good as I thought..."

There wasn’t a single lie in that statement. But Go Yohan frowned and asked again,

"Did you really say that?"

"Now that I think about it, why did I say that?"

"......"

"What do we do? I messed up."

What should I do? I’ve already said something like "that bastard is different inside and out," and now I’ve really gone too far. This never happens normally. I massaged my forehead with a serious expression and finally admitted my state.

"I really think I’m drunk."

It’s easier to deal with things the sooner you admit them. So, I admitted it seriously.

"Ha, crazy-!"

Go Yohan bent over and laughed, unable to hold it in.

I was flustered. Part of me felt uncomfortable because Go Yohan was laughing so hard at my stupid words. Honestly, what Kang Suhyeon had said to me wasn’t exactly kind.

It doesn’t even make sense that I’m trying to defend myself to Kang Suhyeon. By all standards, I’m better than him. Maybe he studied a bit better, but in university, there are more important factors than just studying. I hurriedly began defending myself to Go Yohan.

"But I was totally justified. He called me smelly, you know."

"That bastard really said that-?"

Go Yohan raised his voice, almost like he was trying to comfort me, but the ‘bastard’ he attached didn’t fit at all. There was an oddly aggressive tone in it.

"Should I punish him?"

"Punish him? What, am I a little kid?"

"I’ll smash his skull with a soju bottle or something."

"Your jokes are so childish. You’re not really going around doing that, right?"

Fair question. I still don’t understand why Kang Suhyeon is so scared of Go Yohan. But Go Yohan didn’t seem to have any intention of answering that curiosity. Even though he acted like he was doing everything for me, when he had something he didn’t want to reveal, he kept it hidden with a sharp, secretive edge.

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"Of course not. Do you think I’m going to jail?"

Then why the hell does Kang Suhyeon fear you?

Without realizing it, I stuck my lips out and stared at Go Yohan. Finally, I took a step forward. I saw his nostrils turn slightly red.

"You're not even an idiot, and yet you’re more sensitive to the cold than me."

"Huh?"

"What? What’s up?"

Go Yohan quickly approached and asked, not hearing my quiet muttering. I, on the other hand, just looked at him with a clueless face, as though he’d misunderstood. Go Yohan stared at my expression blankly, then suddenly lifted both sides of his lips into a grin and lightly tapped me with his arm.

"Why not just tell me instead of keeping it to yourself?"

Should’ve just left it at that, but Go Yohan added some pointless words again.