Translation of Love

24

Lips

I try to take my leather jacket off, half of it successfully sliding off my shoulder, but Taeyoung shifts it back up over my bare arm. I try again and the same thing happens.

"Please keep your coat on," Taeyoung says, putting it back over my shoulders. I giggle at his concerned tone.

"But I'm too hot!" I whine, pouting at him. He sighs at me, his hand running down his adorable face.

"Sohee, my best friend." Koko's arms come around my shoulders. She seems a bit tipsy too. "Are you drunk? You didn't have to drink so much," she says when she sees my flushed cheeks.

I wave her away, "I'm fine," I exclaim with a relaxed demeanour.

"Ah, Taeyoung, I think she drank too much," Max says to him, an apologetic look on his face.

"You think?" He replies, putting the jacket over my arms again.

"Oh here it is," Koko says as a late night bus pulls up to the stop we are at.

Taeyoung wraps an arm around my waist and leads me onto the bus. He asks the driver for two people and taps his card, paying for me. We sit across from Koko and Max this time, me in the window seat again.

My tongue is incredibly numb.

Taeyoung only took one shot, again claiming he doesn't like alcohol that much. I had kept taking shots with the others, since it didn't seem to be affecting me at all. But then all of a sudden I got hit with the drunkenness. Koko and Max are fine, just a bit buzzed, maybe the slightest bit tipsy. Next to me, however, they all look sober, and I am greatly embarrassed, or I would be if I could actually control my brain and body right now. Why am I such a lightweight?

I'm sitting with my knees turned towards Taeyoung, touching his own knee. I'm poking his face, watching him get irritated at me. I giggle at him getting annoyed and squeeze his cheeks like he always does to mine. Then I take both hands and hold the sides of his face, turning it towards me. I squeeze his face so that his lips pucker and his eyes turn into slits.

He tries talking but it just sounds way too funny. I pucker my lips at him in imitation and shake his face side to side. His hands come up to grab mine, engulfing them. He puts my hands down.

"Sohee," he groans.

"Oppa," I respond in a sing-song voice.

"아이구 [aigoo], what am I going to do with you."

I squeeze my own face now, lips puckered and cheeks blurring my sight. He chuckles at me while he puts an arm around me. My head leans against his shoulder now and he kisses the top of my head. If I was sober I'd probably blush and get butterflies and all of that cliche shit.

The rest of the bus ride is spent with me being a nuisance to Taeyoung.

When we get off the bus Koko tells us that she's staying over at Max's.

I "ooh" suggestively in response and she shakes her head at me.

"Man... can you take care of her? I can bring her back home first if you want."

"No it's okay," Taeyoung responds.

I turn towards him, "Ooh, oppa, can I go to your house?" I look up at him with round eyes, hands clutching his shirt.

His hand runs down his face, Koko and Max laugh as they walk away.

"Please," I pout at him. He looks at me, mouth in a small rectangle shape.