Chapter 46. Results (2)

When we finally arrived at the hotel and were given the room key, I almost moan as my back forcefully hits the soft mattress of the enormous bed in the center of the room.

JunKoo walks with the suitcases, the ones I couldn't carry or exert too much effort, according to him.

When he finally places them near the bed, he walks smiling to the corner windows, and I simply observe him.

It's the first time since we left home that I see JunKoo smile without carrying the chaotic or teary-eyed expression.

"JunKoo, come here," I call him.

JunKoo moves away from the window and lies on the bed, placing his hand on his head and smiling as our faces hover close.

"Do you want to go out to eat? I'm craving tortilla," I say.

"We can eat here," he says, finally lying on his stomach. "I have a bit of a headache..."

I raise my gaze to his, and in this way, I analyze him again.

"I noticed tha