“Won’t you get up from this couch?” – he heard Jieun question.

“You know, I have this headache…”

“Can’t you even help me with dinner?” – she insisted.

“It can be a cold, you know… I could sneeze on the food, so…no, I don’t wanna risk”

Then he took a nap, comfortably lying on the couch…

“Nurse...”

“You’re not sick, Yongguk...”

“Nurse...” – he moaned painfully.

“What?” – Jieun walked close to him, who lay on the couch. She held a smile.

“I…I’m dying…” – he answered, sniffing, closing his eyes.

Jieun laughed.
Kneeling, she placed a hand on Yongguk’s forehead.

“It might be just a cold.” – she spoke, messing his eyebrows. She had to play along.

Yongguk let a tortured moan out. Maybe another person would really buy it, but not Jieun.
She stood, and before she walked away, Yongguk held her arm. His grip was loose, but it had been a fast move. Too fast for someone in the condition he faked.

“I have a pain…” – Yongguk said. His voice was low.

Jieun smiled, rolling her eyes.
“What hurts?”

“My head hurts…” – she heard Yongguk answer. He had complained about a headache all day. Maybe it was really a cold.

Brushing her fingertips on his sideburns, Jieun spoke.
“Do you want some warm tea?” – Her voice was a sweet melody for Yongguk’s ears. It was so comforting…

He shook his head.
No tea would cure his headache.

“Maybe some chicken soup?” – Jieun offered, still caressing his sideburns.

He shook his head again.

Jieun laughed.
“I know what’s gonna make you feel better”
She stood, and leaned to touch his forehead with her lips.

Yongguk smiled.
“Where else hurts?” – he heard Jieun ask.

“Here…” – he pouted.

With his eyes closed, pouting his lips, Yongguk waited for Jieun’s kiss. He waited, waited… but it never came.

Jieun stood, looking at him. Her arms crossed.
“I’m not gonna kiss you, love” – she spoke, walking towards the kitchen – “You got a cold, and I don’t want to get it too!’

Weird… before she could even finish, he last sentence, Yongguk stood right beside her, stretching his arms.
“You know what? I already feel good…” – he smiled brightly – “What about that kiss?” - he pouted

Jieun grabbed his face, pressing his cheeks.
Her lips got close… closer… closer… but she wouldn’t kiss him.

“I don’t wanna risk” – she spoke, smiling sarcastically.