3 A Good Morning (1/2)

”I heard that man's footsteps. He's back already?”

Gun's voice could be heard from behind her. Even without looking she knew that his mood was not good.

”Mm. He's been out drinking so Oppa, you should be careful. I'll leave a note for Hyuk-oppa too so he'll watch out.”

”Not that he'd listen to it, though,” Gun muttered.

Yeo Ri smiled helplessly, agreeing with his words. ”Still, we should at least warn him.”

”What are you making?” Gun placed down his toiletries, walking up to her to see if he could help with anything.

”Hangover soup,” she replied simply.

Gun frowned, thinking why she would even bother. ”You're too considerate, Yeo Ri-ah.”

”There's hot water over there, so take it to the bathroom and go wash up,” she pointed to the metal bucket on the stove. The fire had already been put out so it was not as hot.

”You're really too nice, Yeo Ri-ah.” Gun gave her a brief hug and kissed the crown of her head. ”You don't have to do this, you know?”

”I know, Oppa. I wanted to.” Yeo Ri closed the pot's lid as soon as she finished making the soup, letting it simmer on low heat. She turned to Gun and bumped her head on his shoulder lightly, ”It'll hurt my heart if any of you got sick because of the cold water.”

Gun placed a hand on her shoulder worriedly, his brows scrunched. ”Did you at least heat some up for yourself?”

Yeo Ri did not miss a beat and smiled at him, replying, ”Of course!”

Gun stared intently at her face, looking for a telltale sign in case she was lying. However, nothing seemed wrong other than the fact that her lips were a little pale. ”If you say so,” he finally wrung out. ”Your lips are pale. It's getting colder these days so make sure to bundle up before you go to school, okay?”

”Mm, I know.” Yeo Ri nodded happily, amused by how she was able to trick him into believing her white lie.

”Next time, let me do the work, okay? Then, I'm going.”

”Yeah~”

Gun went off to the bathroom. The bucket which she had struggled to carry earlier seemed so light when Gun picked it up with one hand. Yeo Ri glowered at the sight, cursing her lack of strength.

Yeo Ri glanced at the clock on the wall.