Eighteen's Bed

Chapter 9.1

The water on my freshly washed hands brushed against the dry towel, drying unevenly. Droplets of water still clung to my fingertips and dripped onto the sink. I stared blankly at the trace they left before leaving the bathroom.

When I returned to the room, Yohan was sprawled out on the sofa, idly tapping his stomach with a single finger. He wasn’t listening to music. He wasn’t looking at his phone.

The moment I opened the door, his head slowly turned toward me.

“See? You got lost, just like I said you would.”

“What are you talking about? I wasn’t even gone that long.”

Yohan clicked his tongue and shook his head. His fine hair, pressed down against the sofa, shifted with his movements. I could have told him, I saw your family eating dinner without you, but I didn’t bother bringing it up. If it were me, I wouldn’t want to hear it. Instead, I went straight for my bag—something I had planned back in the bathroom.@@@@

“What are you doing?”

Yohan asked. I turned to glance at him before pulling a chocolate bar from the front pocket of my bag, the one I had packed in the morning.

Honestly, it was good. I generally liked all kinds of sweet desserts. And the housekeeper would never buy a brand I disliked. But as the rich, sweet flavor filled my mouth, I scrunched up my face.

“Ugh. Why does this taste so bad?”

“What? Is it that bad?”

I licked the lingering sweetness from my tongue, frowning as I nodded.

“Let me see. What is it?”

Yohan reached out his hand. His long fingers wiggled expectantly in front of me. Smacking my lips, I placed the half-eaten bar into his palm. Yohan held it up to his eyes and read the name on the wrapper.

“Hey. Try a bite first. It’s got nuts in it. I hate this kind of stuff.”

Yohan, who had been oddly fixated on the label, suddenly went quiet. He slowly peeled back more of the wrapper and stared at the part I had bitten into.

That reaction annoyed me.

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