As the morning wore on, I found myself increasingly restless. Despite my efforts to distract myself, my thoughts kept drifting back to Yura. I missed her comforting presence, and the loneliness felt overwhelming.
Desperate to ease the ache in my chest, I reached for my phone and dialed Yura's number. After a few rings, she picked up.
"Where are you, Yura?" I asked, my voice tinged with sadness as I struggled to understand what was happening to .
"I'm at work. Is everything okay?" Yura replied, her tone tinged with concern.
"No, there's no problem, but I miss you," I admitted softly, my heart aching with longing.
I could hear Yura's laughter through the phone. "Oh, my cutie pie misses ? That's too adorable. If you call 'my wife,' I'll ask soone to co and pick you up to join ," she teased.
"Really?" I asked, excitent bubbling up inside at the thought of seeing her.
"Yes, really," Yura confird, her laughter infectious.
The re thought of being reunited with Yura filled with a sense of joy and relief. Without hesitation, I agreed.
"Okay, my wife. Please send soone to pick up," I said, unable to contain my excitent.
Yura chuckled at my eagerness. "I'll arrange it right away. Just wait for , okay?" she said reassuringly.
With a renewed sense of hope, I ended the call and began to prepare for Yura's arrival. The prospect of seeing her again filled with anticipation, and I couldn't wait to be reunited.
It wasn't long before there was a knock at the door, and one of the servants entered the room.
"Miss Jiyeon, Miss Yura sent to pick you up," she said with a warm smile.
I smiled back gratefully, feeling a surge of gratitude for Yura's thoughtfulness. "Thank you," I said, gathering my things before following the servant out of the room.
As we made our way through the manor, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitent building inside . The prospect of being reunited with Yura filled with joy, and I couldn't wait to see her again.
When we finally reached Yura's workplace, I practically ran inside, eager to find her. It didn't take long before I spotted her, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of her.
Yura looked up from her desk, a warm smile lighting up her face as she saw approaching.
"Jiyeon, you're here!" she exclaid, getting up from her desk to greet .
I couldn't help but smile back at her, feeling a rush of happiness at the sight of her.
"Yura," I said, my voice filled with affection as I enveloped her in a tight hug.
Yura returned the hug, holding close as if she never wanted to let go. In that mont, all my worries and fears lted away, replaced by the warmth of Yura's embrace.
"Thank you for coming to get ," I said softly, feeling grateful for her presence.
Yura pulled back slightly, a teasing glint in her eye. "Anything for my cutie pie," she replied, her voice filled with affection.
Yura led to the room next to her office, a small, cozy space filled with books and paperwork. Before I could protest, she gently took my hand and guided to the bed, tucking in with a warm blanket.
"Rest for a while, okay?" she said, her hand soothingly stroking my hair.
"But I don't want to sleep. I want to spend ti with you," I replied, looking up at her with pleading eyes.
Yura sighed softly, a hint of regret in her voice. "I'm sorry, but I still have a lot of work to do, so I can't take care of you right now."
Feeling disappointed, I pouted and pulled the blanket up to my chin, my bottom lip jutting out slightly.
Yura couldn't help but smile at my childish behavior. She knew that I was feeling needy and wanted her attention, but she also had her responsibilities to attend to.
"Hey, how about this? While I work, you can keep company, okay?" she suggested, trying to find a compromise.
I brightened up at her suggestion, nodding eagerly. "Okay! I'll be your assistant," I declared, a smile spreading across my face.
Yura chuckled at my enthusiasm. "Great! Then you can help by keeping company and fetching things when I need them," she said, giving a playful wink.
I nodded eagerly, feeling excited at the prospect of spending ti with Yura, even if it ant just being in the sa room as her while she worked.
For the next few hours, I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Yura as she worked at her desk. Occasionally, she would ask to fetch her a file or a cup of coffee, and each ti, I eagerly jumped up to help her.
Despite the mundane nature of the tasks, I felt a sense of joy knowing that I was able to help Yura in so small way. It made feel useful and appreciated, and I couldn't help but smile every ti she thanked for my assistance.
As the hours passed, I began to feel a bit restless. Despite my best efforts to keep myself occupied, I couldn't shake the feeling of longing that gnawed at .
"Yura, can I ask you sothing?" I said suddenly, breaking the silence that had settled over the room.
Yura looked up from her work, her expression curious. "Of course, Jiyeon. What's on your mind?" she asked, setting aside her pen and giving her full attention.
I hesitated for a mont, unsure of how to put my feelings into words. "Do you really have to work all the ti? I an, can't you take a break and spend ti with ?" I asked, my voice tinged with disappointnt.
Yura's expression softened, and she reached out to take my hand in hers. "I'm sorry, Jiyeon. I know I've been busy lately, but I promise I'll make it up to you. How about this? Once I finish my work, we can do sothing fun together. Just the two of us," she suggested, her eyes warm and sincere.
I couldn't help but smile at her offer, feeling a surge of happiness at the thought of spending quality ti with her. "Okay, that sounds nice," I replied, my disappointnt fading away.
Yura smiled back at , her eyes sparkling with affection. "Great! Now, why don't you lie down and rest for a bit? I'll be done soon, and then we can have so fun," she said, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze.
Feeling reassured by her words, I lay back on the bed, snuggling under the warm blanket. Despite my initial disappointnt,.
As I lay on the bed, the warmth of the blanket enveloping , I couldn't help but feel my eyelids growing heavy. The gentle sound of Yura's typing filled the room, lulling into a state of relaxation.
Despite my best efforts to stay awake, the exhaustion of the day finally caught up with . My eyes fluttered closed, and before I knew it, I had drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
I don't know how much ti passed before I felt sothing gently brushing against my face. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find Yura sitting beside , her fingers trailing lightly over my cheek.
"Hey there, sleepyhead," she said softly, a warm smile on her face.
I blinked, feeling disoriented for a mont before I rembered where I was. "Yura? What ti is it?" I asked, my voice groggy with sleep.
Yura chuckled, her hand still stroking my cheek. "It's late. You've been asleep for a few hours," she replied, her voice gentle.
I stretched, feeling my muscles protest after being in the sa position for so long. "I'm sorry. I didn't an to fall asleep," I said, feeling a twinge of embarrassnt.
Yura shook her head, her smile reassuring. "Don't apologize. You needed the rest," she said, her tone affectionate.
I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "What about you? Have you finished your work?" I asked, suddenly feeling guilty for falling asleep while Yura was still busy.
Yura nodded, her expression tired but content. "Yes, I finally finished. And now that you're awake, we can spend so ti together," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitent.
I smiled, feeling a rush of happiness at the thought of spending more ti with Yura. "That sounds perfect," I replied, my voice filled with gratitude.
Yura reached out, taking my hand in hers. "Co on, let's go do sothing fun," she said, pulling gently off the bed.
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