About You: Love & Sacrifice

Hate? Maybe, No!

If Seoul is crowded with Workaholic residents, Gangnam is crowded with tall buildings and elite areas, Incheon is crowded with tourists from abroad, then Busan is crowded with its ports. The second big city in South Korea is also very popular, foreigners may be interested in—Busan is a city of color with a twinkling night lights, film cities and festivals. Therefore, the development of processed foods in Busan increased both in terms of taste and processing.

But less good, competition is getting tougher so often small industries are exposed to the sap.

Jihoon listened carefully to the words of a man who owns a Seafood restaurant, a colleague of advertising proposals. Give and receive all reviews in polite and warm language. Younha who listened and recorded all the material also contributed in some cases he had met. With broad and competent insight, Younha explained in detail and smoothly. And that made Jihoon smile at how Younha was smarter than him. Ah, it doesn't feel wrong to take Younha for observation, his brain alone is enough compared to three scholars who only argue with each other.

Ten minutes from the Seafood restaurant, there is a luxurious restaurant with Sunset Room on the second floor. Jihoon deliberately invited Younha to dinner there. It's Jihoon's constant memory that Younha can't eat Seafood, she's allergic.

"You don't eat anymore?" Younha asked after sipping on her spicy soup broth looking at Jihoon who was still focusing on the phone. "Eat you a little bit? Aren't you hungry all day driving?"

Jihoon. "I'm full. Just spend it."

"But eat a little. Don't tell me you're on a diet?"

"No. Just not appetite this late."

"At least finish your soup." Younha pointed at Jihoon's food that was only touched a little. "Don't ignore asparagus soup, you used to whine for asparagus soup. Hah, I even just put Yeonjun to sleep but you woke up in the middle of the night and asked me to make it."

"really?" Jihoon's bead sparkled, he put the phone down and looked at Younha while holding his hand on the table. "I forgot I was that pampered. Oh yeah, I woke up to the sound of baby Yeonjun's toy. That voice even entered my dreams."

Jihoon laughed then. "See, let me remember. Oh, it's like Tut, Tut, turururu, Tut, turururu, Tut, turururu."

"Ei, it's not like that." Younha put down her spoon. "The tone is Ting, tingting, Ting, Ting, Ting, Ting Tingting."

"No, that's right Tut, Tut, turururu, Tut, turururu, Tut, tururururu."

"Hey where can the baby sleep with such a groove. The truth is this Ting, tingting, Ting, Ting, Ting, Tingting."

Jihoon laughed softly. "When I hear it, why are you so sure?"

"I'm with Yeonjun all the time." Younha. "You think I don't remember all those toys? Come on, eat your soup. Don't whine at midnight."

"Seeing you eat voraciously makes me full." Chirp Jihoon suddenly. "Eat a lot, you must be adorable if fat."

"Hey!" Younha. "I'm not gonna get fat."

"Fat like Seojun's baby." Jihoon was making fun of. "Look, your cheeks are very round when you're chewing."

"It sucks!" Younha went back to eating without caring about Jihoon's naughtiness. "Even if I'm fat it doesn't matter. No one's gonna nag and who cares, I don't have a husband."

"Who is this in front of you?"

Younha looked at Jihoon with a cynical look. "Eitherway. We know each other?"

"Oh yeah, we don't know each other? So why am I paying the dinner bill?" Chirps Jihoon while checking the bill, then pretends to be shocked. "Geez, a million won?!"

Younha glares. "Don't joke!"

"Sorry, do we know each other?" Jihoon raised one eyebrow while Younha's face grew increasingly wry. "All right, just eat as you like. It's a nice sight to see you eating like this."

"You.... who will pay, right?" Younha hesitated to devour another piece of meat.

Jihoon laughed in satisfaction then nodded. Letting Younha finish all the dishes without interrupting it with a word.

"I've booked a hotel through the app but only one room." Jihoon told suddenly.

Younha who was chewing with his mouth full was choking, probably going to die if Jihoon did not pour water.

"Why just one?" Younha patted his chest, surprised. "You mean—I slept in the car?"

"Are you crazy?" Younha too late snapped, then lowered her voice after turning left right. "It is impolite to be in the same room for those of us without status. Is it hard to book two rooms? Oh, my God, you're so stingy."

"It's hard to find a hotel in Busan. Some are full." Jihoon. "Thankful we still have one room, five stars."

"Ash, I don't need that five-star. I'll just find a guesthouse." Younha immediately turned on her phone but was captured by Jihoon.

"The guesthouse is not good. Besides it's a hassle if I have to go back and forth to pick you up." Jihoon held Younha's phone in his hand. "So soon finish your meal."

Younha clucked a little before finally scooping up Jihoon's asparagus soup again. They had been in the restaurant for two hours, not expecting to discuss the past when Yeonjun was a baby. Jihoon looked at Younha with a faint smile, if Doraemon's time machine really existed then Jihoon would have used it to go back in time.

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"Journey to the hotel is about fifteen minutes. Take a break, I'll drive." Younha said he grabbed Jihoon's car keys when they reached the parking lot.

"No need, I'm not tired."

"Aren't you tired of what?" Younha Sahut. "You drive all day and eat only a little, your face is pale too. Didn't Hyejin take good care of you until you were thin like this?"

Younha murmured and forced Jihoon to sit in the seat beside the wheel. He even sat Jihoon down furiously because the man was very unruly. Younha sat in the driver's seat later, before stepping on the gas of the car he turned to Jihoon and attached a seatbelt to him because Jihoon did look limp. The man smiled his own smile as soon as Younha pulled the seatbelt beside him.

"What do you see?" Younha asked ketus while buttoning the seatbelt.

"You."

"You'll have to pay for it after you stole a look at my pretty face."

Jihoon smiled even more. "You mean pay after you get to the hotel room?"

"What a mess of your mind!" Younha glares. "Be quiet and don't bother me while driving if you don't want us to hit another car."

Jihoon fell silent afterwards and leaned his head to stretch his tired body. While Younha was driving at moderate speed while several times glanced at Jihoon beside him. Suddenly he was worried, was Jihoon not feeling well? Is that guy having so many weak thoughts like this?

"What did you buy from the pharmacy?" Jihoon asked as he woke up from his short sleep and found Younha coming out of the drugstore. "It's very suspicious."

"Are I buying a bomb?" The woman rotates her eyeballs. "It's an appetite-boosting supplement and vitamin— for you."

"Forku?" Jihoon reacted in shock, receiving the pharmacy's plastic thread. "Well, didn't expect you to spend money with me."

"Hey, I'm not that cool." Younha screeches. "Look at you being unwell and eating you just a little bit. I hope it helps."

"Thank you." Jihoon nodded. "You're worried about me?"

"Of course not!!" Younha sewot replied, preparing to drive again.

"You're getting prettier when you're nagging with a manyun's lips like that."

"Don't tease me!"

Jihoon chuckled, still staring at Younha who was driving. He thought the cool also annoyed women with patience as thin as a tissue divided seven it. "Oh, your ears are red!!"

"Haish, don't call!!!" Younha was furious while covering her ears with one hand. He was misbehaving and his body was getting hot. Perhaps his face was also flushed so shamefully.

Then deftly, Jihoon stroked Younha's hair and it made Younha flutter. Jihoon was not aware that his rubbing on Younha—'s head caused a long-dead sense of reactivation. Younha mumbled to himself, indeed he should have strongly rejected Jihoon's invitation to go around the city.

This guy's a bit of a real asshole.

...*****...