My Girlfriend Is Very Good To Me [EN]: Chapter 20

Ep. 19

It was an enjoyable, yet slightly disappointing date.

I made one last visit to move my brother’s belongings before his discharge. I spent the weekend texting Yeon-hoo whenever I had a free moment.

“Are you doing well with your boyfriend?”

“Yeah, very much so.”

“Is that so…”

I replied casually to my brother, who asked the question with a sulky expression as soon as we met for the visit.

I’d already told him I started dating Yeon-hoo before he returned to his unit. Since they allow texting in the military these days, I’d even sent him a few pictures of Yeon-hoo and me.

The two of them got along so well.

Sometimes I got a little annoyed when my brother teased Yeon-hoo, but I still wanted to see them laughing and chatting together again.

Maybe not *quite* as much as I did.

It felt like my brother was more grateful to Yeon-hoo than he was to me.

‘Yeon-hoo doesn’t have a laptop, right? Do you think he might need one? He could do homework while waiting for your rehab appointments, or when he visits and has some downtime.’

‘Are you going to buy it for him, Oppa [older brother]?’

‘Actually, I already did.’

What I realized after the accident wasn’t just Yeon-hoo’s love, but also the warmth of my family.

Immediately after the accident, from waking up in the morning to receiving treatment and surgery, eating, going to the bathroom, and falling asleep…

There wasn’t a single moment that wasn’t painful, and my brother watched it all by my side, always with a face that looked like he was about to cry.

It was after seeing Yeon-hoo’s efforts to cheer me up with a bright face every time he visited that my brother started to smile, even if only a little.

At some point, I was more worried about Yeon-hoo.

‘Hey, Lee Hee-na.’

‘Yeah?’

‘Yeon-hoo was crying a little while ago. In the bathroom.’

‘……..His eyes were red.’

‘Rehab will be tough, but let’s hang in there a little longer.’

‘..Yeah. I will.’

If I had the chance, I really wanted them to meet again.

Like Dad, my brother seems a little uncomfortable with Yeon-hoo being ‘my boyfriend’ right now, but I’m sure he’ll change his mind if they talk.

It wasn’t so much that I had any certainty, but I had that feeling.

‘Ah! Hee-sung hyung [older brother/male friend], you know this is totally gangster-like, right?!’

‘Nope, should I ask Lee Hee-na? Even she would admit this, right?’

‘I’ll bet you 50,000 won [Korean currency, approximately $40 USD]!!’

The sounds of them laughing and chatting

Were still vivid in my ears.

—

That evening, I heard shocking news: that he’d be busy helping a friend for a week on weekdays.

My heart sank the moment I heard it.

At the same time, I was surprised at my own reaction.

There were times when I felt empty even if I couldn’t text for a while, but this wasn’t like we were breaking up. It was just the fact that it would be hard to see him for a few days.

I never imagined my heart would hurt this much.

I wanted to be with him, even if it was just to help, but I heard that it would be difficult because his friend was uncomfortable with it.

Jung Yoon-sung. It was a name I knew.

He had come to the hospital with Yeon-hoo, and I had met him once before. I remembered him being shy.

I didn’t want to stubbornly stop him from going. He might find me annoying.

Standing there like a wall, even if it was nearby, would be meaningless if it was a hindrance.

“Instead of not seeing your face next week, can I get something in return?”

My heart ached, but I didn’t want to show it. I wanted to cover this feeling with something quickly.

By creating a happy moment.

-Chu [sound of a kiss]

I approached him, stood on tiptoes, and gave him a short kiss on the cheek.

In fact, this kiss wasn’t something in return, but something I was planning to do for sure when we parted today.

I didn’t think my patience was that great to just keep holding back my growing feelings.

I ran away from him and headed home.

I know.

That Yeon-hoo would help his friend in that situation, and that it could be prioritized enough over the current relationship with me.

I understood it in my head, and the skinship from a little while ago relieved my heart a little.

But I was still greedy.

More than that kind heart that tries to help his friend even while grumbling,

More than the relationship with his close friend,

More than anything else,

I wanted to be Yeon-hoo’s priority.

—

Monday.

I had no intention of just texting and spending time. I thought it would be okay to watch from afar.

Naturally, I asked for the location of the store, and I went around 8 o’clock because it would be physically difficult if I stayed for too long and people around me might find it strange.

Fortunately, the entrance of the store was made of transparent glass, perhaps to allow customers to check the seating from the outside.

Since my eyesight was good, I took a seat between the streetlight and the alley a little away from the entrance and stared inside intently.

Yeon-hoo, wearing an orange apron and diligently wiping the tables, immediately caught my eye.

I immediately burst out laughing at that moment.

It didn’t suit him, but it did. Yeon-hoo in that outfit was so cute.

If we were to live together in the future, I hoped that Yeon-hoo would wear such an apron and cook for me. Of course, I wanted to do everything myself usually, but just once.

Even if it was something simple, even if it was just ramen.

I would be very happy.

Just watching it.

Tuesday

He seemed busy again today. I saw Yeon-hoo, who was tired, stop wiping the table and stare blankly with his weight on both hands on the table.

I was worried, but even that Yeon-hoo looked cool. I felt my heart warm when I thought that he would work so hard for me and us even after we got married later.

I would do my best to comfort him when he came home tired from work.

Wednesday

I saw Yeon-hoo talking and laughing with some college students. It felt more like he was explaining the menu than just chatting.

That kind of thing happened once or twice in three days, but.
The fact that one of them was a pretty woman of a similar type to me.

I didn’t like it very much.

Thursday

Today, as I was watching Yeon-hoo late at night, I ran into Yeon-hoo’s friend who came out from behind me. He was vaguely familiar.

Seeing him stutter a little as he spoke, that was also subtly a memory. It was like that when we first met.

I was a little embarrassed by the sudden encounter, but I asked him not to tell Yeon-hoo. Then he made a strange face and turned away.

Looking at Yeon-hoo, it seemed like there were about 500 people registered in his contacts who were actually continuing to interact with him, but I remember that he didn’t really contact his high school classmates.

Still, his friend who is walking in front of me was someone who got along well with Yeon-hoo until we broke up, so I hope he will be on good terms with him this time as well.

However, I felt a little competitive.

As soon as possible.

I hoped that I would be a much more important person to him than that friend. To the point where he would value the time with me more and hesitate until the last moment, even if he granted this request.

Friday

This time, Yeon-hoo caught me. Surely that friend must have told him. Even though he said he would keep it a secret…

I felt both the joy of meeting and talking to him directly for the first time in 5 days and the embarrassment of him suddenly appearing behind me, so I hurriedly made excuses to him.

“Only today?”

“…..Sorry. Actually, I came every day.”

I couldn’t lie in front of him.

Fortunately, he wasn’t tired of my actions, but I thought I should be a little more careful in the future.

And in any case, my heart fluttered at the thought of facing each other and talking again.

“I was only thinking about you while working.”

“I really worked hard while only thinking about you.”

“The last time we met, you gave me…..ah.”

He whispered sweet words to me, and then blushed slightly as he spoke about the cheek kiss I gave him.

I was filled with happiness.

“I’ll give you as much as you want.”

Yes, anything. Any job.

If you smile and ask me, I want to do it with a happy heart.

“Tomorrow, would you like to come to my house?”

—

The next day, I invited him to my house. While my parents were away for a while.

Of course, they would be back soon, but I wanted Yeon-hoo and them to get to know each other from now on, so I timed it so they could run into each other.

There hasn’t been a day since we started dating that I haven’t talked about Yeon-hoo. I showed them a lot of pictures I took.

Thanks to that, no one in my family didn’t know Yeon-hoo’s face.

“Crazy, Lee Hee-na. Why are you so pretty?”

As soon as I met him at the bus stop, I ran and hugged him tightly. I felt his warm body temperature and savored the compliments he gave me.

I knew that he liked this comfortable outfit as much as the outfit he put a lot of effort into for a date.

When I first wore it, he made a fuss saying that no man could hate it.

I didn’t have much time, but I led him to my house to enjoy the present where only the two of us could be together.

Holding his hand, I washed it with soap myself. I also brought up the word ‘living together’ and subtly planted the idea of things that would happen someday in his mind.

I was also proud of the pictures I had decorated.

In particular, when Yeon-hoo saw the pictures, he seemed subtly eager to take more, so I told him where I had taken them.

As an excuse, I hugged him to take new pictures right away. I sat on his lap and hugged his neck, so his scent filled my nose.

I wasn’t planning on doing this as soon as I got home.

But as our whole bodies were touching like this, desire gradually took over my heart.

I want to leave my scent all over his body.

I wanted his scent to remain on my whole body.

Even after taking the picture, I couldn’t get off his lap. Our breaths were close to each other, and I could feel a subtle desire in Yeon-hoo’s eyes as well.

As the strength in his arms increased, I responded to Yeon-hoo, who was holding me a little tighter.

Being less than 10cm away from his lips, for a few minutes. Barely, really barely, I held on to my reason.

If I kissed him now, I would never be able to stop.

I felt like I would covet him all day long.

Even beyond the line.

“Sorry, am I heavy?”

After saying that, I get off his lap.

In fact, I just wanted to do it, no matter what happened afterwards.

At the same time, I didn’t think it was the right time.

Conflicting feelings made me dizzy.

—

After that, I took out my old album and looked at it because Yeon-hoo wanted to. In terms of time, it was only 2 or 3 years ago from now, but it felt quite a long time ago to me.

I wondered if I had ever smiled like this. I saw myself smiling a little more unadorned and brighter than I am now.

I was a little embarrassed.

I felt like I was being stripped naked by the happy-looking face of my middle school days.

There was longing in the memories, and I endured it that far because he liked it, but I didn’t think I could show him the elementary school pictures.

But when Yeon-hoo started to whine.

I was a little troubled.

Because I wanted to listen to him no matter how I felt. So I acted cute, which didn’t suit me, and sent him out to the living room.

Because this was the biggest reason why I invited Yeon-hoo today.

With a home date, I wanted to watch a good movie and have our first kiss with him.

I took my body off the table because I thought I wouldn’t be able to hold back from doing more than kissing in bed, but I could control myself now.

Our second kiss felt like this before.

Yeon-hoo liked it very much.

So, while sticking close to Yeon-hoo, I endured and endured until a scene with a good feeling came out. Pretending to watch a movie, reacting to the content while saying things I didn’t mean.

Of course, I punished Yeon-hoo a little for honestly answering whether the actress was pretty. With only the kiss with him in my head.

Soon, the scene I had been waiting for came out.

I immediately turned my head towards Yeon-hoo and waited for him to meet my eyes.

And when his eyes met mine, I closed my eyes.

Feeling the sound of my heart pounding with anticipation,

At that time, hoping he would come.

─Ding-dong

The sound of the front door was heard.

It was my beloved family, but I resented them as much as I did now.

—

I couldn’t help but feel disappointed at the missed opportunity, but I felt better when I saw Yeon-hoo smoothly getting closer to my parents.

There will definitely be a chance to kiss anytime. We’re still young.

Putting the past behind me and sitting quietly to watch, I saw my dad, who was initially indifferent, gradually opening his mouth.

In the past, the first foundation for my dad liking Yeon-hoo was the politeness ingrained in his body.

Compared to that time, Yeon-hoo is still young, but I thought that these basic parts would not be much different.

My mom didn’t know why, but she was very happy and liked Yeon-hoo from the first time she met him, both in the past and now.

Was she just happy that her daughter brought her boyfriend?

It didn’t matter.

If they bless my meeting with Yeon-hoo.

—

After the conversation with my parents, on the way home.

After printing out the pictures, Yeon-hoo even bought a frame and headed to the bus stop while talking.

“Oh, we’re completely laissez-faire and our personalities are kind of bland, so neither my mom nor my dad are very affectionate like that.”

Then, the story about Yeon-hoo’s parents came up, but I was a little puzzled by the expression that was quite different from my memory.

Even after seeing my messed up body [referring to her condition after the accident].

Even to me, who wasted Yeon-hoo’s time.

They were the ones who worried about me, saying that I had worked hard and wasn’t having a hard time.

Maybe they are people who are a little clumsy in expressing themselves to their family.

I hope to see you more often and say hello this time.

Thinking that, I smiled aimlessly while looking at the pictures I took earlier, and arrived at the bus stop.

Feeling the loneliness that was already rising, I suggested to Yeon-hoo that we study together from next week.

In fact, it was something I had been thinking about for a long time, but I had been studying alone to regain my senses because I myself had forgotten what I had studied in high school.

It’s been quite a while since I graduated, and the time I spent on rehabilitation was also long.

Fortunately, my head seemed to remember Korean, English, and Math, so it seemed like there wouldn’t be a big problem teaching someone. Yeon-hoo’s grades weren’t very good either.

I’ll have to keep working hard on the other memorization subjects, not only Yeon-hoo but also me.

And, Yeon-hoo, who I thought would naturally smile and say okay.

“I’m happy and grateful that we’re studying together, but would you mind if I spent about 3 days on weekdays with my friend?”

When he said this, I felt like my heart was collapsing.

Was there something I did wrong?

Was I being too annoying?

My head went blank with such worries, but I was soon able to feel a little relieved by his answer. It was that he wanted to spend some time with his friend.

That was a relief.

It was a relief, but my heart was complicated.

In the end, it means that just being with me is not enough. I was jealous. To those friends I don’t even know.

At the same time, I thought for a moment about using this as an excuse to play hard to get, but I soon gave up.

Yeon-hoo was the only one I had dating experience with, and I had never played hard to get at that time, and I don’t want to now.

I knew that it might be a little better to do it in the long run, but it was impossible for me.

I couldn’t say anything that would make Yeon-hoo feel bad or like I was measuring the distance.

So I smiled and said okay.

Yes, friends are important too.

I answered that way, made up my mind, and suppressed the greed that was burning in my heart.

What should I do to get Yeon-hoo to look at me more?

What should I say to make him happier?

What should I do to make him prioritize me over everything else?

Watching Yeon-hoo get on the bus, I unknowingly gently touched my lips. If I do more skinship, if I show each other more…

If that happens, will Yeon-hoo like me more?

My desire to just do anything and my wish to start everything romantically, as Yeon-hoo wanted at that time, were mixed together.

Rather than acting ambiguously with that contradictory heart.

Wouldn’t it be better to value my greed more?

The things I want, Yeon-hoo will definitely like too.

If I reveal my heart to him more than now. Slowly, so as not to be burdensome, but surely,

If I show my love.

In the midst of such sticky thoughts, I stroked my lips again.

Ah─

I should have kissed him after all.