After staring at Narim for a while, Taekyu stood up. In an instant, all the lights went out, and the room became pitch dark. In the silent darkness, as Narim rolled her eyes, a warm hand overlapped hers again.
“Now it’s okay, relax. I’ll go slowly.”
Only then did the strength slowly drain from Narim’s hand, which had been holding the blouse tightly. Leaving everything to his touch, Narim took a deep breath.
The bedroom was dyed blue in the dawn. Narim quietly watched Taekyu sleeping next to her. As he said, she couldn’t see the night view. She could only leave his embrace after the dawn light rose.
It seemed like he might be rough, but his caring nature was still evident. It was the first time, but I could sense that much.
As if determined not to forget, he traced Narim’s scar with his finger. It felt good to know what he was worried about.
“Don’t look at it like that.”
“It’s beautiful.”
Narim, pressing down her lively heartbeat for the first time in a while, nestled into Taekyu’s embrace. Taekyu’s hand, which seemed to be asleep, wrapped around Narim’s waist.
“Did I wake you up?”
“No. I think I worried for no reason.”
“What worry?”
In her ear, she heard his faint laughter.
“I really like you, Narim.”
After finishing the shower, Seonwoo, wrapped in a towel around his waist, encountered Eunjae in front of the bathroom and raised his eyebrows.
“Why are you already up?”
“To see Oppa off.”
“Again? Sleep more; my birthday is over.”
The birthday service is quite nice. Seonwoo, who was smiling softly, kissed Eunjae’s lips and entered the dressing room. Following behind Seonwoo, who was like that, Eunjae pointed to a sky-blue shirt.
“Can’t you wear this shirt?”
“I’ve experienced various things in life; my wife picks out all my shirts.”
Seonwoo received the shirt that Eunjae had chosen without saying anything. As Seonwoo was about to put his arms into the shirt, Eunjae quickly approached and buttoned Seonwoo’s shirt.
Watching Eunjae buttoning the shirt with his small hands, a warm feeling kept rising. There are still five more months. Including the recovery period… Ah, let’s think about it when the time comes.
“You haven’t received your birthday present yet.”
“I received it yesterday, the present.”
“What kind of present is that?”
As Eunjae reached out and picked up a navy tie he had chosen in advance, Seonwoo lowered his head. With a small smile at Eunjae’s insignificant consideration, Seonwoo placed the tie around his neck.
“It was so nice. I don’t need anything else; this is enough for me.”
“Don’t worry; I’ll prepare your birthday gift for the rest of your life.”
“You have to keep your promise.”
“Of course.”
Did I live deceived? Eunjae, who was smiling brightly, finished it by pulling out the tie pin he had prepared between the index and middle fingers.
Seonwoo’s eyes widened as Eunjae’s finger stopped between the third and fourth buttons of the shirt, pulled out a silver tie pin from his pocket, and pinned it on top.
“I also like the meaning of this gift.”
“What is it?”
“I want to possess you.”
“You already do.”
Seonwoo embraced Eunjae, lowering his lips that were tainted with a smile.
“I wanted to do something better, but you have a lot, so I thought a lot about it.”
“I really like it.”
Eunjae turned his head to look at the wall clock. It seemed like he had plenty of time until the working hours. Since he had just washed up.
“Hug me.”
“I’m hugging you now.”
“Besides that.”
Now I can’t stand it anymore. Whispering, Eunjae’s hand, entering Seonwoo’s waist, slowly swept down his abs. The muscles touching bare skin twitched distinctly, and a smile spread across Eunjae’s lips.
“Why are you like this from the morning? Let go quickly.”
“If we go further here, I really can’t help it.”
“……. ”
“Do it. Gently, slowly.”
A few days later, the main house, welcoming the weekend, was lively from the morning.
It was partly because Seonwoo’s family gathered for the first time in a while to celebrate his birthday, but it was also because the adults were surprised when they saw Narim, holding hands with Taekyu and entering.
It was surprising enough that Taekyu brought a woman to his house, but it was even more surprising that the person was Narim. Even Grandpa, who rarely showed emotions, looked puzzled.
Watching the gaze concentrated on Narim, from how they met to recent stories, Eunjae couldn’t help but laugh as if he was watching his own situation from a few months ago. Seonwoo, who was watching the scene together, bent down and whispered in Eunjae’s ear.
“Narim will be shocked.”
“That’s right. Anyway, Yoon Taekyu. No, why is he so different now? When did he grow up like that?”
“It’s been about three months.”
“Did you know?”
“I heard rumors at the hospital.”
Smiling Seonwoo looked quite pleased as he said, “See how Taekyu shows off in front of our department.”
“Goodness.”
“In the meantime, Narim seems to be unaware of the rumors.”
After laughing and making a fuss for a while, Seongsan brought out a cake from the kitchen when it was time. It was a chocolate cake with plenty of fresh strawberries. Seongsan put the cake in the middle of the dining table, put a considerable number of candles on it, and smiled slyly.
“We should turn off the candles on your birthday. Our professor, it feels like just yesterday when you walked around briskly, but when did you age like this?”
That’s right. Eunjeong also laughed and put candles together with her.
“I got tired of cheesecake, so I bought a strawberry cake.”
“I bought it for a long time, but since last year, I haven’t touched it.”
Listening silently to Seongsan and Eunjeong, Eunjae slowly turned his head and looked at Seonwoo. Seonwoo, avoiding Eunjae’s gaze, bent down to his ear.
“I’ll see you later, Fruit Dad.”
“Really. Anyway, Yoon Taekyu, he used to deny it so much. When did he become like this?”
“About three, four months ago.”
Not knowing that it’s hard to get and claiming to have even made a reservation, Eunjae boasted with a determined expression. It was a very angry expression. Since the incident with the peach salad, such an expression was indeed rare. Knowing that this shouldn’t happen, but finding his appearance cute, Seonwoo couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Don’t laugh. I’m not in the mood for jokes right now.”
“Whether it was cheesecake or not, I would have eaten it deliciously.”
“I don’t like that. I want to do only what you like.”
“What kind of cake it is doesn’t matter to me; who I eat it with is what matters.”
“Don’t just brush it off.”
“I really ate it because it was delicious.”
Seonwoo stretched out Eunjae’s cheeks and suddenly planted a kiss on his lips.
“I’m fine with anything with you; I never get tired of it.”
Just not peach salad. Eunjae couldn’t help but burst into laughter, finding Seonwoo’s teasing words so amusing.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
