Doojoon’s POV

“Dooodoooooo~” Iseul called out over the phone.

I could not help but smile at her voice.

“Yea?” I answered, sounding completely uninterested.

“You don’t sound happy to hear me.” She said. I could picture her pouting.

“It’s not that.” I said.

“Okay, whatever. Dinner tonight!?” She asked excitedly.

“Erm... I...” I mumbled.

“What? You’re busy again?” She asked.

“Yea.” I responded softly.

“It’s been almost two weeks!!” She raised her voice.

I let out a sigh. It is not that I am busy, it is just that I have been trying to distance myself from her. I tried to go meet other girls but each time I end up spacing out about her.

“YAH!” She shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts.

“What?” I answered.

“Nothing! Gosh! You aren’t even listening to me! Damn it!” She grumbled.

“Why do I have to keep listening to you? I can’t space out? Does my life revolve around you!?” I snapped, not actually meaning it.

“What did you say?” She asked, sounding surprised.

“I... I...” I stammered.

“Look, I’m sorry. You don’t have to keep listening to me. Space out for all I care. Your life definitely does not revolve around me. I’m so sorry, okay? I just thought we could go spend some time together, that’s all.” She said.

“Iseul, I...” She ended the call before I could finish.

“!” I cursed, throwing my phone onto the wall.

“The phone is innocent.” Junhyung said.

“IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!” I yelled at him.

His eyes widened, pointing to himself, looking atme in surprise.

“What did I do?!” He asked.

“You told me to not dedicate my life to her! You made me hurt her!” I vented my anger on him.

“I told you!? Wah~ When did Yoon Doojoon start listening to me, eh?” He asked mockingly.

I glared hard at him, wanting to punch him across his stupid face so badly.

“I told you that if you like her so much, then go for her, or else, you might want to seek your own happiness too. I did not ask you to send yourself into rehab and distant her like that. There’sa difference; what I said and what you are doing.” He said.

I clenched my fists tight, still glaring at him angrily.

“You can punch me but...” I punched him before he could finish.

“But nothing would change.” He said quietly as he wiped off the blood from his bottom lip.

“Why are you guys fighting!?” Yoseob ran over to Junhyung’s aid.

“It’s nothing, Seob ah.” Junhyung said tiredly as he pushed passed me and went back to his room.

Yoseob stared at me.

“I...” I tried to say something, but have no idea what to say.

“Why did you do that?” He asked, looking disappointed.

I shrugged my shoulders, because I really did not know why.

“Your behavior these past weeks have been really horrible, do you know?” He asked.

“I’m sorry.” I apologized softly.

He said nothing, walking away, leaving me standing in the middle of our dorm.

Iseul’s POV

What the hell is wrong with Doojoon? What did I do to deserve his temper? Then again, is he really that stressed up? He should have told me and gave me a warning so I would not get angry when he snaps at me. I do not mind being his punching bag, but I have to at least know beforehand, no?

“Iseul~” My colleague called out.

“Yeap?” I answered.

She smiled cheekily at me.

“What is it you want?” I asked, despite already knowing.

“Could you... please...” I cut her off before she could finish.

“No.” I said teasingly.

“Hur!! Iseul, pleaseeeeee!!” She grabbed my arms.

She wanted me to cover her work for her, most likely to go out with her boyfriend. How envious am I of her. I wish I had a boyfriend to make me sacrifice work for too.

“Alright, alright. Let’s just say you’re lucky today.” I said.

“Why? Did you have plans? If yes, then go. I can ask someone else.” She said.

“I had plans, but it’s screwed now. Oh well~” I smiled.

“Ahhh~” She responded.

“Go and have fun, okay?” I said.

“I love you, Iseul ah! I owe you one!” She hugged me.

“You sure it’s just one?” I asked.

She giggled and ran out, happily poking on her phone, perhaps to tell her boyfriend the good news.

“Iseul, remember to have dinner!” She said before leaving.

I waved her off.

“Iseul, not leaving yet?” One of my colleagues asked.

“Nope. I’ve still got work to do.” I said.

“Ahhh~ Covering for her again?” He asked.

“Yea~” I laughed helplessly.

“Why do you keep helping her?” He asked.

“I’ve nothing to do anyway.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Want me to stay back with you?” He asked.

“It’s fine.” I said.

“But everyone else has left. Aren’t you scared?” He asked.

“Scared of what?” I laughed.

“But it’s still a little dangerous, no?” He asked.

“It’s not. Go home already.” I laughed.

“But...” He muttered.

“I’ll buy you dinner?” He asked.

“No!” I laughed.

He looked at me sadly.

“Go, go!” I smiled.

“Okay, okay. Go home soon yea?” He said.

“Sure.” I smiled.

After he left, it was really quiet. I concentrated on my work until I heard a knock on my door.

“I thought I said to go home.” I said, not looking up.

“Erm...” A familiar voice said.

I looked up to find Doojoon with his back facing me.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“Erm... Is there... a body... lying there?” He asked, sounding scared.

I smiled to myself.

“There’s three, in fact.” I .

I heard him gasp and saw him jump a little.

“One came yesterday, another three days ago and one more this morning. Oh, I heard another one is coming in twenty minutes.” I said.

“WHAT!?” He yelled.

“Yea, what’s wrong?” I asked.

“N... not... nothing.” He stuttered.

“Why are you here? Aren’t you busy?” I asked.

“I... I...” He was seemingly still in shock.

“Are you going to continue talking to me with your back facing me?” I asked.

“Erm.. erm.. no. But I.. I..” He turned over slowly, eyes squeezed shut.

I almost choke on my saliva seeing him like  that.

“Come in. Don’t stand at the door.” I said.

“Huh? O..o..okay.. okay..” He stuttered.

I watch in amusment as he tried to feel his way into the room with his eyes still shut.

“OMO! YOU’RE ABOUT TO TOUCH HER HEAD!!!” I shouted.

“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” He screamed and opened his eyes, jumping into my arms.

“There, there~ It wasn’t that difficult to open your eyes after all? Isn’t it?” I smiled at him.

I could feel him trembling and he looked extremely pale.

“Relax.” I laughed.

“Look around.” I said.

He shook his head, looking close to tears.

“LOOK!” I commanded him.

“Noooooo~” He whined, burying his face into my neck.

“Damn it, Doo!” I pushed him away.

He screamed when he crashed into the operating table. He started crying as he opened his eyes, perhaps thinking I pushed him into a sea of bodies. As pitiful as he looked, I could only laugh.He looked shocked when he saw that there was no bodies at all.

“YOU LIED TO ME!!!!!!!!” He sank onto the floor, crying.

“Aigooo~ How would I know you’re so weak?” I hugged him.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY WEAK!? IT’S NORMAL TO BE SCARED HURRRRRR!!!” He cried.

“Okay, okay~ Shhh~” I coaxed him.

“You’re so mean! You’re so mean!!!” He hit me weakly.

After calming him down, I could not help but laugh. He threw the paper cup at me, pouting angrily.

“Sorry to tease you.” I said.

“I hate you.” He grumbled.

“I’m sure you do.” I said softly.

We sank into an awkward silence.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized softly.

“Why?” I asked.

“Huh?” He looked at me.

“I’m sorry I snapped at you.” He said.

“No, I mean, why have you been distancing yourself from me?” I asked.

“I didn’t..” He said, looking away.

“Don’t lie.” I cupped his cheeks, forcing him to look at me.

“I... I feel like... I’m sticking to you too much.” He said, looking down.

“But I like it when you stick to me.” I said, sitting really closely to him.

“Really?” He asked.

I nodded, circling my arms around his neck.

“We’re bestest friends, you know!?” I said, kissing him on his cheek.

He stiffened, looking at me.

“Did you just... kiss me?” He asked.

“What’s wrong? It’s just a kiss on the cheek.” I said.

He smiled awkwardly.

“Are you hungry?” I asked, rubbing his tummy.

He nodded.

“Let me finish up some stuff and then we’ll go nom nom, okay?” I said.

He smiled in response.

“Just sit here and make yourself at home!” I said.

“Erm... I rather not.” He said.

“Ahh~ Yea~ Of course not.” I laughed.

Doojoon’s POV

“I punched Junhyung just now.” I said as we ate.

“EH!?” Iseul turned to look at me, surprised.

I buried my face into my palms.

“WHY!?” She pulled my palms away from my face.

“I don’t know why.” I groaned.

“Buy him six cans of Coke and apologize.” She said.

I smiled slightly.

“And maybe a Pikachu toy too.” I added.

“Does he actually like Pikachus?” She asked.

“He claims to hate it, but who knows.” I said.

“Ahh~ Buy him a huge Pikachu then!” She grinned.

“He might kill me!!! But, okay.” I nodded.

“Come on, eat first.” She said, feeding me.

“I think I know why you punched him!” She exclaimed suddenly.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because you are lacking in Vitamin I.” She smiled.

“Vitamin I? There’s such a vitamin?” I asked.

“Vitamin Iseul.” She chuckled.

I choked on my food.

“YAH!! WHAT!?” She screamed as she patted my back.

“Sorry, sorry. Just... Vitamin Iseul HAHAHAHA!!” I laughed.

But yea, Iseul ah~ I sure was lacking in Vitamin I, therefore my bad mood.