Please Give Me A Kiss, Healer! – Chapter 51

Author: Asternkm

Jiwoo, like a mini bulldozer, kicked open the front door and ran straight down the stairs.

Maybe because she kept spending time with Kangwoo, she was starting to resemble that brake-broken personality of his.

Ding dong. Di-ing dong.

Jiwoo went down to the floor below and pressed the doorbell again and again.

Not long ago, Kangwoo had really moved into the same apartment, the same building, and the floor right below hers.

Since then, she had been running into Kangwoo often by chance.

Even if she stepped outside just to take a short walk, she would bump into him.
If she got on the elevator with a shopping basket to go to the mart, it always stopped on the floor where Kangwoo lived.

‘Jiwoo, I need to buy groceries too.’

‘Is there something you want to buy?’

‘Yeah.’

‘What is it?’

‘…Spicy stir-fried pork.’

Kangwoo always volunteered to be the carrier.

When they shopped together, he held the bags, and even in broad daylight he said it was dangerous and made sure to walk her all the way to her front door.

She really had no chance to go out alone.

‘What danger could there be for an awakened person on the street? Come to think of it, Kangwoo is really overprotective.’

After standing in front of the door for a while, Jiwoo started banging on it.

“Kangwoo! Mr. Kangwoo! Kangwoo! It’s Jiwoo. Please open the door!”

A long silence passed.

The door still did not open.

‘…Did he maybe go out?’

They met every day, so she thought he would be home today too.

“I should’ve called first.”

Feeling awkward, Jiwoo took her phone out of her pocket.

Just as she was about to call, the door suddenly flew open.

“Oh, Kangwoo. You were home! But why didn’t you open the— hyaaah!”

Jiwoo screamed and covered her eyes with her hands.

As if he had just finished showering, Kangwoo stood at the doorway, looking messy.

His silver-gray hair was damp.

Drops of water fell from his hair, ran downward, and slipped into the chest area between the folds of his shower robe.

It was dizzying.

Jiwoo squeezed her eyes tightly shut.

She was desperately fighting with her reason to avoid the breathtaking sight right in front of her.

“…What brings you here?”

His voice, more moist than usual, tickled her ears.

“Well, I just had something I wanted to ask for a moment…….”

Jiwoo lifted her head upward, trying her best not to look at the wide-open gap of the gown.

That was when her eyes met Kangwoo’s as he leaned his upper body toward her.

“…Did you cry?”

Maybe the area around her eyes was still red.

At the same time Kangwoo’s lips moved, the front door he was holding began to crack and tear off along its shape.

“Who… who the hell dared to make you…….”

“Uh, ah! I just cried because I watched a sad movie!”

“…Ah.”

Kangwoo froze, then quickly calmed the surging energy.

“I thought… my heart hurt because Jiwoo cried.”

If his heart hurt twice, the whole house would probably be destroyed.

“Come in, Jiwoo.”

Pretending not to see the broken pieces of the front door scattered on the floor, Jiwoo stepped inside.

This was Jiwoo’s first time visiting Kangwoo’s place.

Same apartment, same layout, so she thought it wouldn’t be much different……

‘Oh my gosh, what kind of house is this?’

Jiwoo lost her way right in the middle of the living room.

“K-Kangwoo, you don’t have another villa somewhere, do you?”

“Huh?”

“Why is your place so empty?”

“Empty” wasn’t enough to describe it.

No matter how hard she looked, there was not a single sign that someone lived here.

Forget basic appliances like a rice cooker or water purifier—the only thing in the large house was the refrigerator that came as an option.

Judging by the water drops and soap left in the bathroom, he really had just finished showering.

“Where’s your shampoo and conditioner?”

“I’m used to washing with just one bar of soap.”

No wonder the place smelled faintly like baby soap.

Looking around the empty house, Jiwoo let out a sigh.

‘Sigh… I wonder if he’s even eating properly.’

In the news she saw before, it said Kangwoo only had his grandfather, no parents.

Would Heeseong look like this if he lived alone?

A mother’s heart—no, an older sister’s heart—welled up inside her.

First, Jiwoo politely asked for permission like a proper guest.

“Kangwoo, would it be okay if I opened your fridge?”

When Kangwoo nodded, Jiwoo immediately checked the refrigerator.

As expected, it was completely empty too.

“Where did all the groceries you bought go? Oh my gosh…… How can a house be like this? There isn’t even bottled water! Do you actually drink water?”

Kangwoo—no, Kang-kkongi—answered,

“I just drink tap water……”

“What are you talking about, like it’s ten years ago! These days you can’t just drink tap water like that!”

Jiwoo boldly dug into Kangwoo’s lifestyle. She didn’t even bother asking about things like a TV or computer.

“What about a bed? A blanket, a pillow?”

“I’m used to curling up and sleeping on the floor.”

“Skincare? Lotion?”

“I’ve never used stuff like that.”

Oh my goodness.

Just hearing that made her perfectly fine face feel tight all over.

‘How does he even keep that smooth, soft skin?’

When she asked how he handled clothes, at least he said he changed at the Emergency Response Team headquarters.

At least that was something to be relieved about.

Though no matter what he wore, he’d probably look like a runway model, Jiwoo still felt upset.

‘He must’ve had such a hard time before he returned.’

Curling up on a hard floor to sleep, struggling to find clean water and food every day.

She didn’t know exactly what Kangwoo’s life had been like before his return, but this must have been his normal.

That was probably why it was hard for him to adapt even now that he was back safely.

Jiwoo burned with responsibility.

‘At least I found out now.’

Her lifesaver had been living while going hungry like this!

Now that she had seen Kangwoo’s living situation, she couldn’t just stand by.

After the home inspection ended, Jiwoo’s solution followed.

“Kangwoo, from now on, come up to our place three times a day and eat.”

Koreans run on rice!

First things first—eat properly!

She couldn’t give him meat every day, but she could give him a big bowl of steaming hot rice.

‘There’s so much to be grateful to Kangwoo for… I can grill him some beef. Maybe once a month.’

For Jiwoo, who barely ate pork belly even once a year, this was a huge decision.

“Come up often and watch TV with Heeseong too. And showering… um, I’ll talk to Heeseong about that. You can borrow it for now.”

Kangwoo nodded obediently.

“And even if the weather’s warm, if you sleep on the bare floor without a blanket, you’ll catch a cold. I’ll lend you one, so make sure you sleep with it.”

It was a colorful pink blanket with flower patterns and polka dots, but so what? As long as it was warm and soft.

“I’ll send you our door password by text now. Even when I’m not home, you have to come eat and send a proof photo. Promise!”

After speaking, Jiwoo stretched out her pinky finger.

“…….”

But Kangwoo just stared silently at her finger.

‘Oh no, did I talk to him like he was a kid?’

Living with a younger brother nine years younger, she must have treated him like Heeseong without realizing it.

Jiwoo smiled awkwardly and pulled her hand back.

“Ah, sorry. I wasn’t trying to interfere, it’s just…….”

“Interfere with me.”

“Huh?”

“Like before… no, that doesn’t matter.”