Normally, I would find it brazen for a girl to invite herself to a man’s home after sharing one kiss. Wait until the third kiss, my dear. lol.

But I didn’t mind at all when YooJung pretended as if it was a spur-of-the-moment decision to spend time at WooHyun’s apartment. Before her Unnie could figure out what she was up to, she had retrieved her little red rolling suitcase secretly stowed away in the trunk of her van.

“This won’t do. If you’re not going to my house today, I’ll at least be your caretaker for the day.”

With that red carry-on luggage, YJ reminded me of an eager Little Red Riding Hood going off to bring her granny a basket of food. I knew the wolf was waiting for her at the (love) shack but did I care? Nope. The more high jinks with the wolf, the better. 😈

Or course her Unnie wasn’t deceived. It took master planning to pack a bag AND reschedule appointments. Make no mistake: this was premeditated occupation by YJ of WH’s turf.

She insisted that staying with him was the right thing to do because she indirectly caused his injury.  She was a person of “conscience” who felt guilty for getting him stabbed. However, it was clear to us that she was eager to be the handmaid of atonement because she wanted to continue where they had left off the previous day.

lol. Look at those big “innocent” eyes. How can anybody say no to that?

Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it), WH wasn’t a wolf. He was very much a man — and a gentleman at that. He questioned the propriety of having her in his house unchaperoned.

WH: I’m a man. How could a man and a woman be alone?
YJ: We’re not a man and a woman right now. We’re patient and caretaker.
WH: You don’t worry about what other people think? They’ll have a lot of say about it.
YJ: We’re in the middle of a public, passionate relationship right now. On top of that, you’re my life saver. Doing something like this is a given.
WH: ??? (speechlessly rubs his forehead)

Arguing with her gave him a headache because she didn’t make sense. Did you see it?

One second she was reassuring him not to worry because her presence in his apartment was simply altruistic, that is, patient-caregiver, not man-and-woman.

Then the next second, she contradicted herself, telling him that the general public were well-aware that they were in a passionate liaison. Especially since he saved her, people expected her to express gratitude in a loving and lover-ly way.

See the contradiction? Basically, she was telling them they were patient-and-caregiver AND man-and-woman.

lol. Her reasoning of course left him scratching his head but it was prudent for him to just walk away.

He ignored her demand to bring her the clothes he was going to change into so she could help him wear them. I’m sure that order scared him. There was no way he’d let her do that.

He barely had the energy to tell use to use his study when she called out one last thing, “Which room should I use? I need to change into comfortable clothes.”

He just wanted to retreat from this person who invaded his space. To me, YJ no longer looked like Little Red Riding Hood here. She resembled more the devious wolf pretending to be granny.

To her this was a victory. “Look how he’s not actually telling me to leave.”

She wore him down with her adorkable way.

She made no bones about wanting to hang around with him. She thought they had “leveled up” after the kiss, and she thought he was only acting self-conscious and shy when he didn’t want to bring up their kiss.

His behavior puzzled her in van on the way to his home. She wondered:

Does he not remember? (To me, she was skeptical and disbelieving, like, “Oh, come on now! Surely you remember the kiss. How could you forget the kiss?)

Is he acting like this because other people are around? (She thought that he was being distant because he didn’t want people to know that they had kissed.)

What if once we get alone, he suddenly…? (She was imagining him proposing because they kissed.)

lol. If she had been truly worried about a confession from him, then she wouldn’t have insisted on accompanying him home and spending time with him. To me, she wanted that proposal.

Thus, sweeping the floor was just an excuse to wait for him to mention the kiss. She was sweeping energetically, just like the first time she was at his place. Back then, she had been waiting for him to relent and to give her a ride back home. Now, she wanted him to make the first move so they could move forward in their relationship.

That’s why she was in a snit when he sounded unsure of the events of the previous day.

WH: When did you leave yesterday?
YJ: When you were moved to the admitting room. You were asleep the whole time, so I left.
WH: (Was it really a dream? But it felt too real to be a dream.)
YJ: (If he doesn’t know when I was there, then I guess he really doesn’t remember.)
WH: You know, parents, before their anesthesia wears off, they tend to talk about this and that. They can even spill secrets recklessly. Did I make any kind of mistake?

WH was defensive. He thought she was pretending that the kiss didn’t happen because she was angry that he dared to kiss her.

 

YJ: (Mistake? What’s this? He remembers but it was a mistake?)

See that? YJ was quite confident that he remembered the kiss. Now, however, she was beginning to feel that he was denying the incident in order to back out of a commitment with her.

YJ: (Is that how he wants to play this?)

I loved how she clenched her hands into a fist like she wanted to punch him.

WH: Or maybe I said something really dumb?
YJ: Why? Do you remember making a mistake?
WH: If I remembered, I wouldn’t have asked you. I’m asking you because I don’t remember a thing.
YJ: You probably don’t remember anything because you didn’t do anything that was a mistake, right?

She was accusing him of conveniently forgetting because he DID kiss her. His amnesia was just an excuse to forget the incident.

And she stopped sweeping just right that. lol.

Later, they reassessed their situation again.

WH: (No matter how good of actress she is, if that really happened last night,it would be difficult for her to act like this…like nothing happened.)
YJ: (It’s not like he’s an actor. If he remembered what happened last night, there’s no way he could act like nothing happened.)

They both decided that they were going to give each other the benefit of the doubt. They would believe that the other person was telling the truth that he/she didn’t recall a kiss.

Both of them: Right, let’s forget about it. Nothing happened.

It was funny that both characters wanted the kiss to be real but they worried that the other person might not have wanted to be kissed. They were dancing around the issue so they wouldn’t impose their unrequited (or what they thought were unrequited) feelings on the other person.

I’m always a fan of this kind of zippy dialogue where the characters are at cross-purposes. He says, she says, and neither one says the exact truth. If the writer can make the set-up work, like he/she did in this scene, then it’s like watching a pas-de-deux of wits and words.