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'Kwang Soo?' She peeked her head through, trying to make sure he was still there. Kwang Soo abruptly stood from the sofa, he was still lanky and his hair a mess since he did not get the chance to shower. Her face bare from any make up, but to him, he still thought that his noona is beautiful despite her dark circles and tendencies to shout profanities at him. He was already close to her ever since he first met her, and he has great respect for her as an actress also. The way she is so casually beautiful made her look really human. Like everything she does, she does it for herself. 

She headed to the open kitchen and asked him to tag along. She took a glass from the cabinet and got carbonated water from the machine, she needs it every time she has a hangover. She took a few eggs and placed it in the egg boiler. She toasted some bread, and fried up some sausages. She asked him to sit on the benches at the island counter while she cooked. She could at least do this much even though she is completely hopeless in some areas. Everything was done altogether, she placed it in front of him. She took out oatmeal from the pantry and poured herself some, added berries and bananas, pouring the hot water into it. 

'Coffee, tea, or juice?' She asked of him. 

'Juice, noona.' She poured some of the orange juice into a mug, and handed it to him. She just leaned over the counter and watched him eat while she ate her muesli. She was not much of an eater when she's hungover.

'Do you have a hangover?' She asked him. 

'Yeah,' he said, 'It's pulsating.' He says. He did not even dare to look at her in the eye, somehow intimidated by her. Raised his head to look at her, was out of the question. 

'Did you sleep okay?' She asked. She has never seen him so timid before. 

He choked on his toast. 

She abruptly got him a glass of water, which he chugged furiously. 

And all of the sudden, the calm statusquo became an emotional one, his tears dropped one by one. 'I'm sorry, noona, but it kept coming back.' He says. Dumbfounded, Song Ji Hyo reached for him. His face in her hands, she wiped his tears with her thumbs. 'I should not have slept with you, noona, I was supposed to take care fo you that night, not take advantage of you. I was never supposed to drink..' He says. 

She held him, this time, she was calming him down. 

'Relax, Kwang Soo-ya, we were both really drunk and I urged you to drink, it was not your fault, don't worry. I'm not hurt, in any way.' She says. 'It was not your fault, Kwang Soo, it was mostly mine. I do stuff like this when I'm sad, you did not use me in any way. Please, don't make me feel worse than I already am. You made me happy, you tried to take care of me, it's okay.'