Eun-jae, who had been embraced by Seon-woo all along, turned around and lifted her head. With lips reddened even more by the wetness, she said, “Please kiss me.”
Swoosh—
Certainly, the surroundings were being poured on by thick raindrops, but only the clear sound of her heartbeat and the distinct sound of a man exploring her lips, like sucking on sweet candy, echoed in her ears.
Even though the cold raindrops penetrated the raincoat, she didn’t mind at all.
She just wanted to fully enjoy this moment.
Awakened by the heavy rain tapping on the window, Taekyu, who yawned with his mouth wide open, sat up. The white blanket covering his chest slipped off, revealing his well-toned upper body.
Taekyu’s bedroom resembled the annex where Seonwoo stayed, like twins. Through the floor-to-ceiling window right next to the bed, the rain-soaked garden could be seen at a glance.
Perhaps because of the rain, the outside, where the sun had not yet set, was dark. Because of that, it felt like he had slept deeply until this hour.
Taekyu looked down at his stomach, which seemed to be more sunken than usual, while slowly rubbing it. Come to think of it, he seemed to have been fasting for quite a long time.
“Ah, I’m hungry.”
Taekyu, who had finished a long shift and returned home early in the morning, took a shower as soon as he arrived home and laid down his tired body. He had fallen asleep without realizing when, and by the time he woke up, it was already afternoon.
Nevertheless, the accumulated fatigue from the past few days seemed unresolved. It seemed like he needed to roughly fill his stomach and lie down on the bed again. Taekyu soaked the blanket and got up from the bed.
“Going to medical school was such a hardship.”
Regret for choosing a profession without determination was solely his.
Taekyu went downstairs to the first floor, brought down toasted bread and a cup of coffee, and returned to the bedroom.
Sipping a warm coffee, Taekyu looked silently at the rainy scenery, and the events with Narim at the hospital this dawn naturally came to mind.
“Do you like me?”
“Probably.”
“All of a sudden?”
“It’s not sudden. I thought you were just lacking in perception, but your memory is bad too.”
What memory?
Chewing on Narim’s meaningful words, Taekyu, who had crunched on the crispy toasted bread and turned his hands on the tray, held the coffee cup and approached the window closely.
He had told her not to like him, but she just laughed without a reply. It was absurd in that situation. Her laughter seemed like an act.
Moreover, her crescent-shaped eyes folded into a strangely bright smile.
“Changing the subject.”
The situation and laughter felt oddly familiar. Repeatedly, the brightly laughing Narim looked adult-like in his mind.
“Is it me who’s cold?”
But why am I acting like this? Well, there’s a saying that the person who gives is more hurt than the person who receives the injury.
Yun Taekyu is in good shape; he’s probably worried about others even in a situation like this.
Thinking various thoughts, the coffee cooled down. Drinking all the coffee in one gulp, he saw something rustling in the direction of the grandfather’s annex.
Someone small was sitting in front of the tulip flower bed, wearing a flipped purple raincoat. A man with a black umbrella was standing in front of her, and that distinctive silhouette was unique in this house.
Probably Yun Seonwoo. Then the person in the raincoat must be Ji Eunjae.
“Why are you doing something outside in the rain? What if you catch a cold again?”
He just watched them without any particular thoughts. For some reason, it seemed exciting, as Eunjae, wearing rain boots, appeared to be frolicking around. Strangely, he felt an illusion that he could hear Eunjae’s laughter.
Suddenly, Seonwoo, who was standing in front of Eunjae, jerks and stops moving. Water droplets that bounced from the puddle hit Seonwoo.
“I knew it would be like that.”
Taekyu frowned. Surely, he must be making a similar expression. It was obvious as if he could see through.
Suddenly, Seonwoo folds the umbrella. There is a moment of hesitation. As Seonwoo’s head gradually lowers, their faces overlap.
“I like you.”
Taekyu abruptly turns his head, tugs the curtain, and turns away. He feels embarrassed about how he had suspected their relationship.
He felt sorry for unintentionally pushing Eunjae, even though his feelings were one-sided.
The present Yun Seonwoo is definitely not the Yun Seonwoo he knew. It’s evident even to his eyes that he has changed since meeting Eunjae.
Yun Seonwoo is an acceptable guy. Nevertheless, it’s a shame for Eunjae, but…
Wearing rain boots, Eunjae might be smiling even though her expression is hidden by the raincoat.
“Yeah, as long as you’re happy.”
It felt strangely amusing to see him next to another man.
Seonwoo and Eunjae entered the annex entrance. The aunt who was cleaning the first floor glanced at them for a moment, then stared at Seonwoo in amazement, who was soaked.
Putting down the vacuum cleaner on the floor, she ran over and observed Seonwoo with a somewhat bewildered expression.
“No, you didn’t have an umbrella?”
“No. I played in the front garden here.”
“You played? In the rain?”
As if she couldn’t understand what was being said, her gaze turned to Eunjae. Eunjae, who was wearing a raincoat alone, just scratched her head without saying anything.
The aunt brought a large towel and wrapped it around Seonwoo’s shoulders.
“You’ve changed a lot since you got married.”
“Is it a good change or a bad change?”
“It’s a good change. It’s so nice to see you smile like this.”
Instead of answering, Seonwoo showed a smile. The changes Eunjae had made were more extensive than he thought.
Eunjae, who came up to the third floor with Seonwoo, combed Seonwoo’s hair with a small towel she took out of a drawer.
“You go wash first.”
“And you?”
“I just got my hair a little wet. I can wait.”
While Seonwoo was going into the bathroom, Eunjae squeezed her wet hair with a small towel.
Avoiding most of the rain thanks to the raincoat and boots, a little rain had seeped in through the gap between their heads during the kiss.
Through the slightly open bathroom door, the sound of water flowing could be heard.
Why not ask why he leaves the bathroom door open while showering? Such thoughts crossed Eunjae’s mind as she laid a towel on the vanity chair. Then she placed the chair upside down, sat down, and raised her fists on the backrest.
Sitting like that, she gazed outside the window where the rain was falling. Everything felt special when she was with him, making even ordinary moments extraordinary.
“I’m happy.”
Leaning her head against the backrest, Eunjae kept repeating that in her mind, waiting for Sunwoo to come out.
How much time had passed?
Sunwoo’s voice calling Eunjae from the powder room echoed.
“Bring me a towel.”
“There’s no towel? Just a moment.”
Eunjae got up from the chair and headed to the bathroom. The thought of extra towels behind the mirror in the powder room came to her mind. Opening the cabinet, she found neatly organized towels stacked inside.
She took two towels and, facing the bathroom door, handed them to Sunwoo, who was peeking out. Although her hand was extended toward Sunwoo, her face was turned in the opposite direction. She didn’t have the courage to look straight at the man.
“Here you go.”
“Why are you being shy? I’ve seen it all.”
“Stop the useless talk and quickly take them inside.”
“My hands can’t reach the towel.”
Eunjae approached reluctantly. Her head was still facing the same direction. After holding the towel for a while, she realized Sunwoo, who had been sticking out, had suddenly disappeared.
“Mr. Sunwoo?”
Leaning against the bathroom door, Eunjae slipped the towel through the door gap. Suddenly, the door swung open, and a hand grabbed Eunjae’s wrist instead of the towel.
With tremendous force, Eunjae, unable to resist, was abruptly pulled into the bathroom.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
