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On the Rooftop (5/?)

[anonymous]

They end the day where they started in the very, very beginning.

Ivan pours Yong-soo a hefty glass full and Yong-soo makes a horrified face.

“I’m not much of a drinker…”

“Nonsense, you drink plenty with your rice wine.”

“…Vodka is kinda strong.”

“One shot.” Ivan quotes, holding up his glass and downing the entire volume.

Yong-soo follows suit, his entire face skewed in almost pain as he chugs the strong alcohol.

Alcohol is a pastime. A drunken state is merely a side effect.

Yong-soo coughs as he finishes, his entire face bright red. “Oh MAN…that’s…really strong.” He hiccups.

“Fifty per cent.” Ivan sighs contently.

“Fuck…” Yong-soo coughs again. “My throat…”

“A true drinker doesn’t complain.” Ivan pours himself and Yong-soo another glassful.

“That’s bull…if I chugged bad wine, shouldn’t I get to complain?” Yong-soo slurs. “Oh…really can’t hold the alcohol.” He sips his newly poured cup.

“Rye vodka. Never thought such a thing would create such a wonderful drink.” Ivan pours himself another glass, as he had downed his latest one.

Yong-soo stares out to the horizon, the sun setting once again. “We’re on a roof.”

“That we are.”

“And we’re drinking.”

“Vodka.”

“And…the sun is setting.”

“It always does.”

“It’s like that time.”

Ivan looks up from his drink. “Last time?”

Yong-soo watches the sun melt into the horizon. “1988 Olympics…you and I were on a roof, drinking, sun setting. And…” He laughs, “Should I say it?”

Ivan chuckles, “You’re intoxicated.”

“Yeah, I am.” Yong-soo sighs, “Back then…I don’t know. I’ve always been trying SO hard to get your attention. Trade with you since you had everything. I dunno, I kinda didn’t at first with the whole sibling thing…no grudge, scout’s honor, but back then…I remember…” His cheeks are red (alcohol?), “Nah, too embarrassing.”

“Embarrassing situations are but time. Irrelevant.” Ivan smiles, wanting to know, wanting his questions about that night to be answered.

“…I wanted to…kiss you.”