The Feels

Haneul felt a bit awkward when Myung ordered food, then served it painstakingly on their table. While with Haneul, the girl must be silent and must not do anything.

"I will."

"No, don't let me."

Myung ran towards the door of the house because someone pressed his bell. There was a shipment of fresh fruits from Cho Hera. The girl was vacationing in her mother-in-law's village, and there they grew a lot of organic fruits. Myung thought it was good for Haneul.

"Nuna," the man spoke on the phone before returning to the kitchen. Haneul could hear his voice and he began to clean up a little on their kitchen table that Myung made a mess of just to find a piece of cloth earlier.

"The delivery has arrived. Thank you."

"Hmm, yes." Hera's voice sounded a bit strange across there. "Make sure Haneul eats it."

In her heart, she felt strange with Myung's attitude, which was suddenly very friendly towards her.

"Oh, of course, I won't take any. All for her. "

Hera laughed. She still hadn't forgotten when his brother refused to marry Haneul a while ago.

"You are so excited, you must have had a hard day lately."

"I was busy and enjoyed it."

"It's okay, calm down. Appa will do something; stay patient and be kind. Take care of your relationship with Haneul. "

"Okay, Nuna. Thank you. "

There was a moment's pause. Myung took a breath. "Nuna, I close first. Yes, we will have lunch. I'll call you later. "

"Yes, have a good lunch."

Myung immediately rushed back to the kitchen and he knew that Haneul had just sat down after not knowing what he was trying to do. Some of the items from the furniture storage cabinets that were scattered are now neatly arranged again.

"It's hard for you to be told to be quiet for a while?"

Haneul smiled. "I'm not comfortable seeing you bother alone."

"Nevermind, I'm a man. Uh, here's a shipment of fruit from my Nuna."

Myung handed me a large parcel showing healthy fruits, there was Haneul's favorite peach there. The girl smiled excitedly, her eyes lit up and suddenly Myung's chest was pounding.

"Say thank you to her."

Haneul felt that he was going to float, Myung's older sister who had never put a heart on her was behaving this well. She once misjudged Hera as not liking her.

"It's okay, she said organic fruits are better for you than imported fruits in the supermarket."

"She planted it herself?"

"Her father-in-law," explained Myung. "Nuna was in her hometown to harvest fruit. They enjoy a pleasant retirement."

Haneul could imagine that pleasant atmosphere. She hopes that one day she can feel it too, with her family and with Myung's family. Ah no-no, don't overdo it. She hurriedly dismissed that desire.

"You're heat something?" Haneul asked when suddenly a charred scent scented the air.

"I heated japchae and bulgogi."

After realizing it, Myung immediately ran and saw the microwave. They let out white smoke. He hurriedly opened it and forgot if the air pressure inside was very hot. Myung complained as several pieces of meat were thrown at him. It's hot.

"Are you okay?"

Haneul trembled while holding Myung. The woman immediately unplugged the plug connecting the microwave with an electric current. Then she turned again to Myung while carrying a bowl of water, washing some parts of her husband's face with hot meat.

She doesn't know why her eyes are wet.

"You ... hey, why?" Myung asked.

"Why?" Haneul was confused and then realized there was a fog in her eyes and tears that somehow since when it was there just rolled smoothly.

"Why are you crying? It's okay, it's just... "

Myung also didn't know what to explain. He could not judge as important as what the circumstances around them now are.

"Okay... it's... it's okay. I'm sorry." The man tried to calm her down.

"Let me treat it, the wound can be traced."

"Yes." Myung followed her. "Our microwave is broken. I'll buy a new one," the man said."

He remembered that when a message came in that said his old account had been opened, the rest of the money was enough to live a more decent life in addition to the monthly salary that he did not have now.

"Why are you crying?" Myung opened the chat.

"I don't know."

The girl looked moody. She opened her makeup box and found a paste-shaped object there and applied it to Myung's skin. Sometimes Haneul is also confused by her mood; she can be suddenly happy, sad, moody, or fine in a short time.

"Hey..." Myung rebuked her again.

"I don't like you doing this yourself while I'm just sitting still. We can work together. Please don't do that anymore. It could have been different if I had been with you. "

Myung smiled. He understood the feeling. Haneul is still independent and does not like to be seen as weak. She is so elegant, classy, firm, and soft at the same time. It makes you want to treat her like a princess. Although in fact, she quickly learned to do a lot of things.

"I'm sorry," Myung replied after a long silence. "Haneul, look at me." Myung asked the girl to look at him. "Do you like me?" Suddenly, he asked.

"Why should I not like you?" The woman replied, undaunted.

"Since when?" Myung asked again.

"Why are you so curious?"

Myung smiled. Whether Haneul lied or not, his expression could never be read.

"You," the girl said."Do you have feelings for me?"

Myung never expected Haneul to ask this. He didn't feel right. He never thought about it. What feelings does the girl mean? Myung treated her well for some reasonable reasons.

"I don't want you to misunderstand." Myung opened his voice. "I haven't thought about it at all, about my feelings. We're partners, and I have no reason to hate you or act badly towards you, let alone that you're pregnant... the baby. So I hope you don't misunderstand. "

Haneul's eyebrows shrunk. She didn't know what she had just heard, which was obviously enough to make her chest throb. Myung and her kindness turned out to be just that.

Haneul replied later, "I like you as a partner."

Hearing Myung says so, she became embarrassed. Haneul felt he had to clarify it. Myung shouldn't misunderstand her either. Haneul just appreciated it, nothing more. But she was too hesitant to reveal it because she was worried that Myung would be offended.

And now he is the one who is offended.

"Myung-ssi, I hope you don't misunderstand either."