I don't own the heirs. I wish I did though, then I would fix who Eun Sang ends up with.
He doesn't know when they start dating. It just happens. But he doesn't question it, partly because he's already satisfied with the way that their relationship is and mostly because he's afraid that that simple unanswered question between them would ruin it all.
Young Do knows that he shouldn't feel that way. They've already been going out for two years now so their relationship shouldn't be as fragile as it is pictured in his mind. But he can't help it.
Everything he's ever admired, loved, even remotely liked have turned out a disaster in the end. His mother abandoning him. His father abusing him. His best friend betraying him.
In the back of his mind, he knows that his rivalry with Kim Tan is all his fault, but by the time he's willing to admit it, he's already too strung up the whole ordeal and it just seems a lot easier to hate Kim Tan than to rekindle their tattered friendship.
"Hey," Cha Eun Sang greets him as she plops down in the seat in front of him. She takes one look at the luke-warm ramen in front of her and her brows scrunch up. "How long have you been waiting?"
"Ya, Cha Eun Sang," Young Do leans across the cheap, convenience store table. "You've kept me waiting."
She looks confused for a moment before taking out her phone and checking the time.
"I'm only five minutes late," she defends herself. "We agreed that we'd meet up at 3."
"You should know by now that I'm always ten minutes early," he sighs heavily, acting exasperated.
"Just because you have some weird idea that being less than ten minutes early is late, doesn't mean that I have to believe that too," Cha Eun Sang scoffs, breaking open the cheap, wooden chopsticks. A sound of disappointment makes its way past her lips and she raises her pair of chopsticks and inspects the disproportioned ends.
"Aish, this girl," Young Do complains, snatching the chopsticks from her hand and replacing them with his own.
"Hey!" Eun Sang complains at having her eating utensil stolen. "I could have eaten with them." But she still accepts his perfectly halved chopsticks.
"How's work?" Young Do questions her, raising a mouthful of ramen noodles to his face.
She rolls her eyes and answers with a firm and quick, "Fine." She knows that he doesn't really care about the three jobs she's juggling along with college. If anything, he absolutely resents them. So much, in fact, that he makes it a daily chore to remind her everyday on how she should quit.
"It's not 'fine'" Young Do complains loudly, pointing his chopsticks at her. "Everyday that you meet with me, the bags under your eyes become darker. You're basically living off of coffee and energy drinks. When was the last time that I saw you without a schoolbag on your back? It's like you have it engrained in your head that every second you're not working, you're stud—"
Cha Eun Sang breaks him off before he can finish that sentence. "If you were just going to complain about work than you shouldn't have asked me how it's been!"
"You should just quit. All of your jobs. I can take care of you," Young Do commands. "Then you can just focus on school. And me. Like how it's supposed to be."
"Wanna buy me a car then?" Eun Sang jokes.
"What kind?"
Her expression suddenly turns serious. "Don't! I was just kidding."
Young-Do smirks at her disgruntled expression. "Ya! Cha Eun Sang! Let me help you!"
"I don't need your help!" Cha Eun Sang explodes. "Young Do, I understand that your frustrated with how hard I've been working lately but I can't let you carry me forever. I need to do this." Her face softens when she sees how surprised he is. "For myself."
He immediately plasters a familiar smirk on his lips. "Aish! Eun Sang! You're too hard working. Makes me want to spoil you." He laughs at her blush and she scowls at his snickering.
They finish their meal and throw away the trash before grabbing each other's hand and walking to the curb where Young Do's motorcycle rests.
The seats they've previously occupied grows cold and the trash that they've thrown away eventually gets sent off to the dump. But it doesn't matter, because they'll still visit the same convenience store next week and continue the satisfying, although sometimes irritating cycle that is Choi Young Do and Cha Eun Sang.
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