Night of the Four Seasons

"I’m exhausted. I want to stop now." Dowook tilted his head, raising his subtly thick eyebrows as if asking what that meant. "We've been together for fifteen years and dating for eight, you know." "A mere eight years." "Yes, eight whole years." Dowook's eyes sank into a frightening gaze. With those eyes, he tenderly called out, "Junhee." He looked straight at Junhee, stubbed out his cigarette on the window sill, and stared back at her with a look that could kill. Junhee met his gaze defiantly. "If it was going to be like this, I should have just had car sex with you instead."