Nights of the Four Seasons

“I’m tired. I want to stop now.” Dowook tilted his head slightly. He raised his subtly thick eyebrows as if to ask what that meant. “You and I have been together for fifteen years, and we’ve been dating for eight.” “Only eight years.” “Yes, as many as eight years.” Dowook’s eyes sink terrifyingly. With those eyes, he called out gently, “Junhee.” “I must have upset you because I’m drunk today. Are you angry because I called you out late at night while soaked in alcohol? I won’t do it again. I’ll be damn obedient. Please cut me some slack. You don’t contact me. You say you will, but you damn well don’t. So of course I’d be upset, wouldn’t I?” “Being by your side isn’t enjoyable at all. It’s not exciting.” “……” He stared directly at Junhee as he stubbed out the cigarette he was smoking on the window frame. It was a nervous gesture. Then, as if the buttoned collar filling his nape was suffocating, he roughly pulled down the neckline of his shirt. He glares at Junhee again as if to kill her. Junhee also looked up at those eyes as if confronting him. Dowook twisted his lips, smirking. “If it was going to be like this, we should have just had car s*x.” A low, deep laugh brushed against her nape.