Snippets of De_Hana #1
The first thing to catch one’s eye was a nonplussed Woo at the dinner table. He was staring at a plate of steaming stew unable to decide whether to scoop it with a spoon, or fish it with chopsticks. A bag stuffed with books was lying at his feet. One could think the kid had really overdosed on studies.
Taec met Nuna’s eyes and they approached the kid, asking the others with their eyes what was wrong with him. Naturally, the others merely shrugged in sync, because they were a lot more interested in food (well, in Chan’s case that was probably the truth).
“우야, 왜 그래?” Nuna sat next to him, but he distinctly shrank away from her by a few centimetres.
“야... 너, 왜 이래?” Taec sat right in front of him, stealing a bowl of rice from Jay. He would’ve stolen from Chan, but his bowl had been almost empty already.
“아무것도 아냐…” grumbled Woo, eventually snatching the spoon and taking a scoop of a bright orange stew. Nuna shuddered. Extensive knowledge of the language, culture and even male psychology did not mean one’s taste-buds had also adjusted to the living conditions accordingly.
“He received a…아우흐흐흐…” Juno began, but he choked on a lump of soft meat as Woo kicked him in the shin under the table. Kicked him in the bone to be precise. You know, where it hurts like hell.
“No, seriously, Woo, what’s wrong? Did you fail an exam or something?” Nuna was clearly concerned by now.
”He received a love letter…” Jay mumbled with a mouth full of chicken breast.
”A what?” Taec’s voice screeched 2 octaves higher than usual.
”A…” Jay, being a cooperative piece of work he was, was about to repeat everything and, well, he would have, if it weren’t for a Woo’s rice cake hitting him in the eye (and leaving the kid dessert-less). ”Hey!”
“형, 내가 영어 알아! 말을 하지 않아 그냥~” corners of Woo mouth sagged down into a sulk.
“A love letter?” Nuna pulled a wry foxy face. “Well, come on,” grabbing a slice of white bread she turned merrily to Woo. “What, how, when?”
“And who?” Taec joined the cross-examination with an energetic wiggle of his eyebrows.
Yet Woo remained silent, stubbornly eating his stew, all red in his face and mad as a hornet. For whatever reason he clearly was going to ignore everything, therefore his good and kind hubae decided to take everything into his hands.
“A note was tucked into his textbook before the Criminal Law class,” Juno explained. “Obviously, he noticed that only after the class…”
“아이구, 귀엽고…” Taec spoke again in a voice pitched a tad too high.
“Yes, very…” Woo grumbled with half of his stew gone already.
“Because?” Nuna raised her eyebrows, munching the white bread.
Chan burst into a fit of giggles; no one knew how he managed to avoid choking on his food. Probably had a few more sets of oesophagus than a normal human being. Jay was still trying to wipe away the stain of blueberry rice cake (it’s kind of visible on a pale skin, you know), and Juno knew there was no point in hiding anything from Taec and Nuna, because they would’ve found out anyway.
“Because, based on the handwriting, seems like, that was the teacher…”
“xD” Taec was in stitches, while Nuna was still chewing white bread.
“What did it say?” she asked. “I mean, if it’s no secret, of course…”
Woo sighed.
“누난 통장 있으니깐, 나한테 와라…”
…
=’.’=
“O___O” Taec blinked.
Nuna shrugged off nonchalantly, keeping on chewing her bread.
“누나가 통장도 있고 땅이 있어…” she said.
…
Everyone stopped eating. Taec couldn’t help but snort:
“Upgrade…”
Woo turned to Nuna wearing a blank face expression. She merely looked him in the eye, and you couldn’t tell she was joking or not. Then suddenly Woo…
“헤헤,“ and he snuggled up to her shoulder like a little wild beast. “흐흣…”
“Mmmmrreeoow…” came Taec’s special sound effects 3 octaves higher than a normal frequency.
“Yaaaah, poor teacher, fat chance,” declared Chan, reaching for another helping of rice.
끝.
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* 우야, 왜 그래? - Woo-yah, wae keurae? - Woo-yah, what's wrong?
* 야... 너, 왜 이래? - Yah... neo, wae irae? - Yah... you, what's with you?
* 아무것도 아냐 - Amugeotto anya - Nothing
* 아우흐흐흐 - Auhhh
* 형, 내가 영어 알아! 말을 하지 않아 그냥~ - Hyung, naega yeongeo ara! Mareul haji ana keunyag~ - Hyung, I know English! I just don't speak it~
* 아이구, 귀엽고… - Aigu, kwiyeobko... - Aigoo, how cute...
* 누난 통장 있으니깐, 나한테 와라… - Nunan tongjang isseunikkan, nahante wara... - Nuna has a bank account, so come to me...
* 누나가 통장도 있고 땅이 있어… - Nunaga tongjangdo ittko ttangi isseo... - Nuna has bank account AND land...
* 헤헤,“ “흐흣… - Hehe~ heuheut~
* 끝 - kkeut - End.
Taec met Nuna’s eyes and they approached the kid, asking the others with their eyes what was wrong with him. Naturally, the others merely shrugged in sync, because they were a lot more interested in food (well, in Chan’s case that was probably the truth).
“우야, 왜 그래?” Nuna sat next to him, but he distinctly shrank away from her by a few centimetres.
“야... 너, 왜 이래?” Taec sat right in front of him, stealing a bowl of rice from Jay. He would’ve stolen from Chan, but his bowl had been almost empty already.
“아무것도 아냐…” grumbled Woo, eventually snatching the spoon and taking a scoop of a bright orange stew. Nuna shuddered. Extensive knowledge of the language, culture and even male psychology did not mean one’s taste-buds had also adjusted to the living conditions accordingly.
“He received a…아우흐흐흐…” Juno began, but he choked on a lump of soft meat as Woo kicked him in the shin under the table. Kicked him in the bone to be precise. You know, where it hurts like hell.
“No, seriously, Woo, what’s wrong? Did you fail an exam or something?” Nuna was clearly concerned by now.
”He received a love letter…” Jay mumbled with a mouth full of chicken breast.
”A what?” Taec’s voice screeched 2 octaves higher than usual.
”A…” Jay, being a cooperative piece of work he was, was about to repeat everything and, well, he would have, if it weren’t for a Woo’s rice cake hitting him in the eye (and leaving the kid dessert-less). ”Hey!”
“형, 내가 영어 알아! 말을 하지 않아 그냥~” corners of Woo mouth sagged down into a sulk.
“A love letter?” Nuna pulled a wry foxy face. “Well, come on,” grabbing a slice of white bread she turned merrily to Woo. “What, how, when?”
“And who?” Taec joined the cross-examination with an energetic wiggle of his eyebrows.
Yet Woo remained silent, stubbornly eating his stew, all red in his face and mad as a hornet. For whatever reason he clearly was going to ignore everything, therefore his good and kind hubae decided to take everything into his hands.
“A note was tucked into his textbook before the Criminal Law class,” Juno explained. “Obviously, he noticed that only after the class…”
“아이구, 귀엽고…” Taec spoke again in a voice pitched a tad too high.
“Yes, very…” Woo grumbled with half of his stew gone already.
“Because?” Nuna raised her eyebrows, munching the white bread.
Chan burst into a fit of giggles; no one knew how he managed to avoid choking on his food. Probably had a few more sets of oesophagus than a normal human being. Jay was still trying to wipe away the stain of blueberry rice cake (it’s kind of visible on a pale skin, you know), and Juno knew there was no point in hiding anything from Taec and Nuna, because they would’ve found out anyway.
“Because, based on the handwriting, seems like, that was the teacher…”
“xD” Taec was in stitches, while Nuna was still chewing white bread.
“What did it say?” she asked. “I mean, if it’s no secret, of course…”
Woo sighed.
“누난 통장 있으니깐, 나한테 와라…”
…
=’.’=
“O___O” Taec blinked.
Nuna shrugged off nonchalantly, keeping on chewing her bread.
“누나가 통장도 있고 땅이 있어…” she said.
…
Everyone stopped eating. Taec couldn’t help but snort:
“Upgrade…”
Woo turned to Nuna wearing a blank face expression. She merely looked him in the eye, and you couldn’t tell she was joking or not. Then suddenly Woo…
“헤헤,“ and he snuggled up to her shoulder like a little wild beast. “흐흣…”
“Mmmmrreeoow…” came Taec’s special sound effects 3 octaves higher than a normal frequency.
“Yaaaah, poor teacher, fat chance,” declared Chan, reaching for another helping of rice.
끝.
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* 우야, 왜 그래? - Woo-yah, wae keurae? - Woo-yah, what's wrong?
* 야... 너, 왜 이래? - Yah... neo, wae irae? - Yah... you, what's with you?
* 아무것도 아냐 - Amugeotto anya - Nothing
* 아우흐흐흐 - Auhhh
* 형, 내가 영어 알아! 말을 하지 않아 그냥~ - Hyung, naega yeongeo ara! Mareul haji ana keunyag~ - Hyung, I know English! I just don't speak it~
* 아이구, 귀엽고… - Aigu, kwiyeobko... - Aigoo, how cute...
* 누난 통장 있으니깐, 나한테 와라… - Nunan tongjang isseunikkan, nahante wara... - Nuna has a bank account, so come to me...
* 누나가 통장도 있고 땅이 있어… - Nunaga tongjangdo ittko ttangi isseo... - Nuna has bank account AND land...
* 헤헤,“ “흐흣… - Hehe~ heuheut~
* 끝 - kkeut - End.