“I was worried sick about you all night!” Choo-ja exclaid through the phone. Her voice was so loud that Lee-yeon had to keep her phone away from her ear to protect it from the shouting. She could hear Choo-ja sniffling on the other end of the line, but she didn’t ntion it, and, eventually, the shouting paused when Choo-ja stopped to blow her nose.
“Then Chae-woo called last night while you were sleeping to tell that you only had a few minor injuries,” Choo-ja said in a quieter voice. “He was so calm when he told not to worry.”
“Ah,” Lee-yeon said into the phone, nodding. It had only been a few minutes since she woke up and, while it had surprised her when she found that it was already noon, that wasn’t what bothered her.
What bothered her was the fact that, when she had woken up alone, she checked her phone to find that she had slept through ten missed calls. She wondered how much longer she could’ve been asleep if Kwon Chae-woo hadn’t entered the room just then so that she could answer Choo-ja’s call.
“I’ll be right there,” she told Choo-ja. Her eyes drifted to the shopping bags that Kwon Chae-woo carried. “It’s the morial day.”
“Don’t worry about it!” Choo-ja told her. “Take it easy. It could’ve been your morial day, you know.”
Lee-yeon shook her head. “No, I’ll be there,” she said. “You shouldn’t be alone.”
They said their goodbyes and Lee-yeon ended the call quickly. Her legs ached when she tried to move, but, other than that, it wasn’t too bad.
“Where did you go?” she asked Kwon Chae-woo.
He looked down at her hospital gown. He was just looking but his gaze had such a tight grasp on Lee-yeon that she could almost feel it. “Well, you can’t go out like that,” he said simply. He reached into the bag and handed her a set of undergarnts.
Lee-yeon took the intimate pieces quickly and ekly hid them behind her back. “How did you pay?”
Kwon Chae-woo scoffed at her and frowned. “The shops below the hospital have everything,” he told her. “I just billed them to our room.”
“But,” Lee-yeon paused as she furrowed her brows, “you’re a patient, you know. Why did you wake up? I could’ve handled all that.”
Then, Kwon Chae-woo pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her waist. “You can’t just go all innocent on out of nowhere.”
The mont his breath brushed against her neck, Lee-yeon could feel the spot between her legs start to grow hot. It flustered her that her whole body seed to react to everything about Kwon Chae-woo from his scent to his breath to his voice to his grasp. She couldn’t help how she felt around him.
“Your nipples get hard so easily, I can see them through your gown,” he chuckled as he looked at her. “If I let you go out like that, any bastard from the street could have seen the nipples I sucked on all night. I wouldn’t be able to live with that.”
Lee-yeon could feel her face heat up, so she pushed it against his chest to hide it.
“There’s no way I’m letting you go out without underwear,” he told her. “Maybe if I get shot in the head but, otherwise, what kind of husband would I be if I allowed such a thing?” He started to caress Lee-yeon’s waist.
“You should lie down a little longer, Chae-woo,” Lee-yeon said nervously.
“Only if you lie down with .”
Lee-yeon had tried to change the subject, but it was no use. The more he touched her, the more she seed to get disturbed.
“I’ll go ho and co back in the evening,” she said weakly.
“I don’t want that.” Kwon Chae-woo squeezed her waist.
Hesitantly, Lee-yeon tapped his back so that he would move away from her. “You’re not made of steel, Chae-woo,” she said. “You’re a human being. At this rate, you’re going to be really weak when you get old. I know this might seem boring, but please focus on your health.”
When Kwon Chae-woo didn’t speak, Lee-yeon added, “Besides, we already did it last night.”
Kwon Chae-woo smirked and pressed a kiss to her neck. “What was that?”
“You kept doing it while I was still swollen,” she mumbled.
“Are you talking about my shoulder or your hole—”
“Both!”
Lee-yeon hit him on the back as if she was scolding him. Kwon Chae-woo couldn’t hold back his laughter.
He realized that he liked everything about her. He liked the way that she cared about people, even when they didn’t seem like they were coming back. He liked her innocence, and he didn’t want to let her go. He didn’t care about any mories he might’ve lost because he was certain that he had gained sothing much more valuable.
“I think only stupid people would take their d!ck out when soone is swollen,” he teased her.
She glared at him playfully. “Chae-woo, there’s such a thing called manners, you know.”
“I’d rather do it every day with you than have any manners at all.”
Lee-yeon blinked at his words. She looked like she was about to say sothing, but she had forgotten.
“Do you not like it?” Kwon Chae-woo asked.
Lee-yeon shook her head. “It’s not that,” she said. “It’s just that… it hurts after.”
Kwon Chae-woo frowned. “I didn’t want to compare but…” he trailed off. “Am I not good anymore?”
Lee-yeon couldn’t find the right words to tell him how she felt.
“I don’t know much,” Kwon Chae-woo admitted. “I just go at it like a dog without any skill, I know. If you want, I’ll learn first. We won’t do it as much… Would that be better?” He closed his eyes guiltily.
“That’s not it!” Lee-yeon burst out, her face turning red. “It’s not that at all! It’s not your fault or anything.”
“Then what is it?”
Lee-yeon looked away as if she was embarrassed. “You’re just… too big for . I just hoped you’d go a little easier on , that’s all.”
“I knew it,” Kwon Chae-woo said. He looked at Lee-yeon seriously. “Don’t go out without .”
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