Reasonable Loss - 23

Eunsoo ate as soon as he got home.

He took out all the side dishes in the house and even grilled the ribs Dokwon had secretly brought.

He also took suitable supplements he found online and drank caffeine-free tea.

Eating well and resting well.

That was the only way he could apologize to the baby.

And to aid digestion, he dealt with his backlog of emails.

Due to the sudden accident and sudden vacation, it had been a full two weeks since he’d let go of his work.

He felt so sorry to his team members for not finishing his ongoing tasks.

After working like that for about three hours, he went to bed early, hugging Dokwon’s coat.

The next day, Eunsoo stood in front of Dokwon’s hospital room as usual.

The door to the room was firmly closed.

Eunsoo took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He clenched and unclenched his hands, and fidgeted on his heels.

He was so nervous that he could hear his heartbeat in his ears.

After a few minutes of being unable to do this or that, Eunsoo finally opened the door.

But for some reason, the room was empty.

Eunsoo unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

Then he sneered at himself for being ridiculous.

He came to see Dokwon, but felt relieved that Dokwon wasn’t there.

It was absurd.

Eunsoo carefully entered the room.

He quietly surveyed the silent room.

It smelled of Dokwon.

It was a much stronger and more vivid scent than the coat on his pillow at home.

The place in the spacious room where his scent was strongest was, of course, the bed.

Eunsoo approached the bed as if entranced.

On the bed lay a tablet PC that Dokwon had presumably been using, and a thick knit sweater, carelessly strewn about.

He must have been working.

If he was able to do this much, it seemed yesterday’s seizure hadn’t continued into today.

That’s a relief.

Eunsoo smiled faintly and placed the tablet on the bedside table.

He tidied up the rumpled bedding and was about to hang the sweater on the coat rack in the corner.

“…”

At that moment, a wicked thought occurred to him.

This sweater would have more of Dokwon’s scent on it.

It would smell much stronger than the scent floating in the air.

That kind of thought.

His throat went dry.

Meanwhile, saliva seeped between his molars.

The soft, thick sweater felt like coveted treasure.

He felt like Adam looking up at the forbidden fruit.

Eunsoo, who had been chewing on his lower lip, finally succumbed to desire.