After an eventful day of shopping, evening came quickly, the couple walked along companionably towards Dong Kyung's apartment. Myeol Mang loaded down with all of the many shopping bags containing all of her purchases. Dong Kyung walked along side, gazing at her phone, swiping through the pictures of them, smiling fondly at the different poses, reactions on their faces.
Myeol Mang holds up several bags, inquires,
"When are you going to give me these gifts?"
Occupied in her own thoughts, sucks in her bottom lip briefly, then replies
"Huh…I don't know…later. When I feel like it. Hey, give me your phone."
Exasperated, he holds both arms up, showing all the multiple bags, responds,
"Can't you see I have no hands."
She pats on either side of his trench coat pockets, retrieves the phone. Holding their phones together, swipes her finger across her screen.
He watches curiously, inquires
"What are you doing?"
Concentrating, she says,
"Wait a moment."
Just a briefest second goes by, before she holds up his phone showing a picture of them standing together.
She happily cries out,
"Ta-da!"
Looking down at her, says,
"Hey."
Smiling up into his face, cheerfully chirps,
"Hey you don't have any hands. Hold still."
Smiling down into her proud face as she slips the phone into his pocket and grabs all the bags, quickly runs a few steps, yells,
"Goodbye!"
Grinning, he yells,
"Tak Dong Kyung!"
Almost to the entrance of the stairwell, quickly turns, stops, sighs heavily, defensively says,
"Just let it slide! Do we have to fight over something like this? I'm confident in my fighting abilities, as you know!"
Grinning, he says,
"I'll see you later."
Confused at his words, she says,
"Oh…later. Huh…what? Later? When?"