3 A Good Morning (2/2)

There was still some time left before she needed to get going.

Yeo Ri took her wash bucket and walked back to their room. After coming back to the room, she picked up her schoolbag and searched for a post-it note from Gun's desk.

As expected of a model student; he had varying types of post-it notes. She chose the pink-coloured one which seemed to have not been used much and rummaged for a pen.

'Dad's home, be careful. -Yeo Ri,' she wrote.

Yeo Ri looked over to the sleeping man, wondering where she should put the note. It had to be somewhere visible to him, she thought.

”Hm, maybe if I can put this on his phone...” Yeo Ri knew that he was always playing with his phone doing god-knows-what, so she decided it was best if she stuck the note on his phone.

Yeo Ri looked around the vicinity, searching for his smartphone. ”It's not here,” she muttered. She inched closer to him, her hands wandering around on the floor and petting the bedding.

'Found it!' Her eyes lit up, spotting the phone sandwiched underneath his arm, seeming almost hidden. If she had not come closer, she would have easily missed it. Stealthily, she pulled it out, slightly raising his hand to get it out more easily.

Yeo Ri placed the note on the screen, then returned the phone back to its owner. Softly, she pulled at his fingers to make enough room in his hand to place the phone.

Her fingertips lingered on his. Yeo Ri glanced towards Hyuk. Noticing that he was still asleep, she allowed herself to touch him for a little while longer.

Pretending that the phone was not in the right position, she took it out and ran her hand across his palm, as if smoothing it. Ever-so-slowly, her thumbs brushed over his open palm, feeling every inch of its surface. She could tell how different their hands were; his was much more firm and calloused than hers. And much bigger, as well. It was easy to tell that his palm would immediately dwarf hers if they were to be compared side-by-side.

Just a small touch, and it was already enough to make her day.

A brilliant smile bloomed on Yeo Ri's face, highlighted by a light blush.

Finally, she had her fill and placed the phone back in his palm, making sure that the note was facing upwards so he could see it the moment he woke up.

Yeo Ri left, not wanting to bother Hyuk any longer. Since he was back so late the night before, she wanted him to sleep a bit more, though he would still wake up soon to go to work.

Yeo Ri paused, then hurried back to Gun's desk to scribble another note. 'Breakfast is on the table, heat it up if it gets cold,' she added. She slapped the extra note underneath the previous one, then finally headed out.

As the sliding door closed, Hyuk's fingers twitched slightly.

His eyes opened.

He stared dazedly at his hand, wondering if that had been a dream.