To Byul (Omegaverse)-Chapter 85: Boy, you’re one naive one

Yun-Tae decided to take a seat and process his thoughts. He was suddenly feeling dizzy with his heart racing rapidly and painfully.

What did he just find out? Ah, he knew it was weird. But to think... He covered his mouth. To think they both shared feelings that neither of them could recognize... Wasn't this just cruel?

So, he had been the third party all along?

But then, if Chin-hwa had such strong feelings for Kang-woo, why was he trying to help him get together with him? It just didn't make sense.

Was he trying to get rid of his feelings by chance? Because of the separation? The three long years of being apart?

Was this why the feeling of longing in Kang-woo's eyes was so strong that he made him think they had to be more than guilt?

Oh, how cruel was the world to do this to him?

"Are you sure you're okay?" Si-woo asked, dropping a glass of water in front of him. "You can take a sip if you're not feeling too good."

"Yes, thank you." Yun-tae said, picking up the glass.

He stared at his reflection in the water before drinking it. His eyes were a mess. He hoped they did not notice the look in his eyes had changed a bit.

"So," Yun-tae began. "Do you think it's possible that both have gotten over their feelings? Like... They no longer want to love the other."

Si-woo went silent and then looked up towards the stairs.

"I doubt it." She said. "Right now, the only thing coming between them both is the pain they feel from Kang-woo's previous unexplained departure. And as for if they still have feelings for the other, well, it's easy to see."

Yun-tae raised his head to see what he was staring at and found Chin-hwa walking down the stairs with Hae-won.

"...just look at their eyes when they gaze at the other, and you will see the sparks that fly. Love is cruel, just as it is kind. So, one has to be both cruel and kind to able to handle the word called love."

Yun-tae dropped his head. He did not understand.

"I don't... I don't understand." He said but earned a pat on the head.

"Of course you don't." She said, smiling at him. "Only when you're in love can you understand that concept completely. Any other feeling isn't love."

"Then," he felt it was not in his place to ask since they weren't even that close, but... he was curious. "Have you ever been in love?"

"Call me Noona!" Si-woo smiled at him while ruffling his hair. It looked like she was trying to ignore his question but she answered. "And yes... I am, in fact, in love. But it's too bad. The one I'm in love with has no idea the lyrics that play in my heart." She said, staring sadly at the glass door that led to the backyard.

Yun-tae was filled with awe. She looked so pretty while staring sadly at the back door but then, this was not the time, right?

"Won't you tell them how you feel? Won't that help?" Yun-tae asked but Si-woo shook her head.

"Boy, you're one naive one." She said, once again ruffling his hair. "But, as I said, one has to be cruel and kind to be able to handle love. That person loves someone else. So, I decide to be cruel to myself."

Hae-won and Chin-hwa got to the table, putting their conversation to a halt.

Yun-tae still didn't completely get the concept but...

Suddenly, he felt someone watching him intently (are you just noticing it?) and turned his head in the direction, but there was no one.

He was sure it came from the stairs but...

"Yun-tae," Chin-hwa called, going to sit next to him. "When did you wake up?" He looked lively. "I heard you and I skipped breakfast so we're having brunch." He laughed but Yun-tae's attention was divided.

One part was stuck on the concept of love being cruel and one side was stuck on the gaze he felt.

"Yun-tae?" Chin-hwa called and Yun-Tae found a way to snap out of it. He smiled and said,

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, your bed was so comfortable I couldn't help it." He said over a laugh. "I should thank your Hyung for carrying me there."

"Oh, Ryu-Ryu wasn't the one who carried you to the room." Si-woo pointed out.

"Ryu-Ryu?" Yun-tae tilted his head. That was the first time he had heard that.

Well, it wasn't like they were close enough to know each other's nicknames.

"Oh, that's Deok-Ryu's nickname." Si-woo answered. "Anyway, he's not the one who carried you so don't waste your thanks on him."

"But... If it wasn't him then who was it? Was it you?" Yun-tae asked but Si-woo shook her head.

"It was..."

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"Hey, lunch is ready." Deok-Ryu interrupted with his sudden emergence from the backyard. "Great timing. I'm starving." He walked past Hae-won, giving his mother a light hug, and then kissed the top of Chin-hwa's head. "Did you sleep well?" He asked, taking his seat.

"Yeah, I did. Thanks." Chin-hwa answered and Deok-Ryu nodded, pleased. He turned to Yun-Tae, who was staring, and asked.

"I don't think I need to ask. I'm certain you slept well, given you're just waking up, am I right?" He said, his words sounded like a tease.

"Y-yes, that's right." Yun-tae answered, his head slightly bowed and his face flushing in embarrassment.

He made it sound like he loved sleeping more than eating.

"The bed was so comfortable and soft and... I had no idea I had slept for so long," he said, holding his cheeks to stop his face from flushing, but it wasn't working, and he kept going. "I was so surprised when I saw the time. I never sleep in so late, not even when I stay up all night. I... Almost never sleep past 12 noon. So... There must be something in Chin-hwa's bed that hypnotized me to sleep for so long." He said, shutting his eyes tight, and then they all laughed.

Even Chin-hwa laughed.

"That was so cute," Si-woo said, patting his head. "So, you liked the bed that much, huh? Do you also like plushies?"

"Yes," Yun-Tae answered, covering his face as he felt even more embarrassed. What had gotten over him?

And just like that, Yun-Tae had completely forgotten about what he had heard about Chin-hwa and Kang-woo. At least, for that moment while he was struck with embarrassment and flushing in the same color as a tomato.