Inside the quiet room, Chersenia, surprised by the low voice that split through the air, quickly lifted her hand. Her heart was pounding like she was caught doing something bad.
âNo? Iâm not doing anything wrong.â
The only sin that she did was to put him to sleep because he cannot sleep easily. This is rather a good deed of hers that should be thanked.
âYeah. Right.â
Chersenia nodded at her thoughts. Itâs never something that a thief would do. Ben had only rubbed his two eyes, as if trying to tell whether he was already awake or whether this is still a dream.
âSleep some more.â
A blunt tone to hide her anxiety popped out from Cherseniaâs lips. When he heard her voice, Ben smiled with a twist on his eyes to see if it was real. Chersenia felt like a scoundrel who touched an innocent child when Ben showed her such pure smile.
âItâs because you seem troubled in your sleep.â
Chersenia said that first even before Ben had even asked. Like a sinnerâs acting with a confession before the court.
âYes. Cherseniaâs hands are always warm.â
He was still smiling, not caring of how Chersenia would feel.
âOh yeah?â
âThe hands you pat me with every night are always warm like Chersenia.â
The sound of her eyes widened.
âWhat, did you know?â
She only knew that he was growing up⊠. It was embarrassing.
âSorry, I pretended to sleep on purposeâŠâ 1
âWhat?â
âIâm very thankful.â
Ben leaned over his hands, lying on the floor, on her hands. Her body trembled at the sudden contact.
âThanks to Chersenia, I was able to sleep comfortably.â 1
Ben smiled at his utmost gratitude. Chersenia laughed out loud and messed Benâs hair.
âContinue sleeping.â
She pulled her hand off him and went back to the bed and lay down. It will take quite a while until she falls asleep again. Still, if you close your eyes, you will go back to sleep.
âYes, Chersenia, tooâŠ.â
Chersenia closed her eyes, listening to Benâs trembling voice. Ben looked at the bed that Chersenia was lying on. His heart pounded quickly.
âWhat, what⊠â
Something different blazed in his eyes. His forehead, which had been lightly touched by Cherseniaâs hand, was as hot as if it had been burned. Slowly, he raised his hand and smoothed the hair she had swept over. He shrieked as if she had a thrill on her fingertips. His cheeks flamed up with the thought of her. He was surprised and grabbed his heart that was beating fast. But it did not calm down easily.
Long after that, he heard a sound of gasping breath from the bed as Chersenia was asleep. But Ben couldnât sleep until then. Rather, his heart was beating even faster at the sound of Cherseniaâs breathing.
***
âIâm trimming your bangs just a little.â
âYes, itâs okay. â
Chersenia tried to reassure him because he might be anxious, but it was counterproductive.
Benâs eyes were shivering, like they lost their focus. He looked like he couldnât sleep well at night too. Chersenia, lowering the scissors she was holding then asked him.
âAre you alright? Should I just leave it alone?â
âNo! Itâs okay. Cut it, please.â
âThen just keep your legs still. Let go. I canât cut it like this.â
Since he was nervous, he was shaking his legs and she couldnât trim his hair. Ben looked down at his leg and stopped in surprise. Judging from the look on his face, itâs clear that he didnât even know he was shaking his legs.
Today, Chersenia is going to cut off Benâs bangs that have been covering his eyes. She had been sitting in the yard since morning and holding scissors, and she was nervous about what was disturbing him very much. Chersenia was a little worried to see Ben this restless.
Are you afraid of getting a scar on your face because of the scissors? If he had a rough past, he might have had a trauma or had been hurt by scissors.
âIf youâre scared of scissorsâŠ.â
âOh, never! â
âReally?â
Suspicious, she glanced at Ben. Ben answered with a fierce nod.
âYes, really. Iâm sorry. Please cut off the bang, Chersenia. â
Benâs eyelids closed gently. Then Chersenia took Benâs head in relief.
Flinch. Ben flinched again like an electricity was on again. Hng, his cheeks were red in an instant. Chersenia was embarrassed and put her hand down again.
âAre you really okay? You got a fever, huh?â
Cherseniaâs hand touched Benâs forehead. Then Ben jumped out of his seat, much more anxious than before. 1
âBen, are you sure youâre okay?â
He was looking into the air, cooling his face with a hand fan in the heat of the hot weather. After that, he went back and forth in the yard to see if he could calm himself down. Chersenia grabbed him by the shoulder with anxiety.
âArgh!â
The startled Ben plopped down on the floor with a groan.
âWhatâs wrong with you? Are you sick?â
Chersenia crouched down to meet him at eye level. Ben curled up with his knees in his arms. Benâs ears were ripe with a red blush. Ben buried his head deep into his knee as Chersenia tried to make eye contact to see how he looked.
âWhy donât you say it right away?â
How many times have I asked you if youâre okay? Patience was reaching its limit in Cherseniaâs heart.
Ben slowly raised his head to see her as he noticed a colder voice unlike before. Chersenia looked at Benâs wandering eyes. He didnât look sick or anything. Ben moved his lips as if to say something. But the sound didnât come out of his mouth again. Chersenia glared at him with a force in her eyes.
Benâs shoulders flinched. He finally opened his mouth because he knew sheâd really be angry if he didnât say it now.
âMy, my heart keepsâŠâ
âHeart? Does your heart hurt?â
At the sound of the heart, Chersenia asked back with a loss at her end. Isnât it a big deal if your heart hurts? Ben shook his head and said again, thinking about her taking him to the medical center.
âNo⊠my heart is beating so fast. Letâs go onâŠ. â
âThe heart? Why?â
Neither of them seemed to know. There was a silence between them. The morning wind blew in the yard. It was a hot summer, but the morning wind in the forest cabin was quite chilly. Ben repeatedly breathed and exhaled as much as his crouching body would need to calm his heart.
Chersenia looked at Ben, who was trying to calm down. The red-ripened cheeks on Benâs face were returning to their original colors.
âI guess youâve calmed down a little after a while of cold air.â
His red ears were still there though.
âHow do you know if you have a heart attack?â
Is it because he has been overworked? If you do this already at a young age, youâll have a hard life when youâre older.
Chersenia was worrying over nonsense.
âIâm really fine now. Please cut it this time.â
Ben got up first and sat down in the chair. Chersenia looked Ben in place and checked on him. She was just checking to see if he was really okay.
âPlease take good care of my hair.â
He closed his eyes with a smile. As the sun sank on Benâs face, his pale skin twinkled. He really seemed to be alright? Chersenia got up with her knees straightened and approached Ben.
âThis time Iâm really cutting it.â
âYes, please.â
She grabbed his bangs as carefully as she could in case he flinched again. This time, Ben didnât respond much to whether he was fully prepared. Chersenia clicked the scissors she was holding.
Cut, cut.
Black hair fell off through a pair of scissors. His hidden eyebrows were revealed when the hair covering his eyes was cut off. If she cut it wrong or just half heartedly, he would look bitter, so she focused as much as she could and carefully scissor it. His bangs became his eyes arch-closed length. Thanks to this, his long and neat eyelashes under his eyelids were clearly revealed. If you touch it, it will feel like a fine thread.
âYouâre so handsome.â
The haircut made his figure look much sharper. He still lacked a little flesh on his face, but he seemed like a young man who was a little bit sick. Heâll be even more handsome once he gets well. It was only a pity that she could not watch his change by his side.
âAre you all set, Chersenia?â
As she was drowning in awe of his appearance, Benâs voice flashed into her mind.
âUh, uh, wait.â
Chersenia hurriedly stepped back two steps to check the symmetry of his bangs. It was her first time doing beauty care, but it was successful. She pulled her sleeve and brushed Benâs hair off his face roughly.
âOkay, take a look. â
She held out the mirror she was holding to Ben when he opened his eyes.
âYouâre alright with it?â
She asked with a satisfied look of satisfaction. Ben smiled at himself without even checking the mirror she had given him.
âYes, itâs pretty.â
The edges of his eyes curved in a crescent shape. The sudden burst of laughter made her heart ache. It was evident that a smile has magical powers that can disarm a person. Otherwise her heart canât be beating like this. But he didnât even look at a mirror, so what is pretty?
âYou have to look at the mirror.â
Chersenia raised Benâs hand holding the mirror. Unable to overcome the touch, Ben checked upon himself in the mirror. Ben touched his bangs with his hands after feeling awkward with his short hair.
âNot much into it?â
âNo. The hand that Chersenia was holding is still warm.â
Ben bowed his head at the end of the remark. His face was flaming red again. She had to feel a stabbing pain in her chest. The situation now was very embarrassing and awkward. Maybe the one with myocardial infarction isnât Ben, but herself. She couldnât understand why her healthy heart was suddenly like this.
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âAlright, you have to eat.â
She wanted to escape this ticklish atmosphere so Chersenia quickly turned around and headed into the house.
âIâll help you, too!â
She heard a hurried sound of footsteps from behind.