Chapter 80
“Are you tired?”
Isn't that obvious? I don't know what kind of company dinner they have until the crack of dawn. It was a place to praise the hard work of the employees, but most of them, except for the alpha guys from the security team 3, couldn't endure the long company dinner and ran away. If it had gone to the second round, I might have joined the line.
“No? I’m not tired at all. But... why?”
But strangely, I didn't want to answer Yoon Tae-oh's question honestly. Asking if I was tired seemed like asking if I wouldn't do something else if I wasn't tired. I had just entered the dorm, and there was no one else here, so maybe... .
I don’t know if it’s because of my mood, but Yoon Tae-oh’s gaze toward me seemed to have become more profound. Yoon Tae-oh, taking each step, approached me as if in slow motion. If it were any other time, I would have tried to back away and increase the distance between us, especially seeing his expressionless face that showed no emotion.
As the gap narrows, my chest pounded loudly as usual. But now, perhaps because I knew there was another intention, I didn't feel fear. Rather... I felt a sense of anticipation, should I say?
“What are you thinking about?”
He came closer and bent his upper body to meet my gaze. Perhaps it was because of the remaining alcohol, but I felt an impulse. If I took just one step forward... No, if I just slightly leaned in, it seemed like our lips would touch.
“I feel like I’m being sexually harassed again with my eyes.”
I can't say no. Maybe it was because of the dim light that was automatically adjusted to the evening, or maybe it was because I had drunk a little too much. I vividly remembered a certain evening that I thought had already faded away.
A dark room, messy bedding, and hot air with mingled breath.
The lips that covered my mouth as if they were covering my mouth that was just groaning with tears. The impulse grew even stronger as I recalled a kiss that was roughly like a punishment, and yet soft like a soothing kiss. Although it was a day he couldn't even remember, I was seething with the desire to recreate that kiss that was so vividly engraved in my memory.