"Cough, cough!" I woke up from a nightmare I couldn't quite rember. I kicked off the blanket that had been gently covering my body, kicked open the door, andalmost runningca out to the living room. Then, as if by habit, I opened the refrigerator and took out so water.
I gulped down water straight from the bottle down my parched throat. Only then, did I properly take in my surroundings.
"Hooo." The house was calm and luxurious, as usual, but sothing felt strange today. I frowned and wracked my brain to try and find what that incongruity could be. However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pinpoint what was bothering .
"Seo Dawon?"
Then, suddenly a na bubbled to the forefront of my mind.
I searched every room in this huge house, opening the doors to each uniquely decorated and luxurious room, but the person I was searching for wasn't inside.
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Anxiety overwheld , and I hugged myself with both arms.
lancholic tears threatened to spill out as anger rose in my body; I wanted to cry and scream at the sa ti. I couldn't bear this tension anymore and grit my teeth.
But then
Ding Dong!
The doorbell rang. I raised my head.
Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
I thought I had heard wrong, but the doorbell continued to ring. I stumbled down the hallway, barefoot, all the way to the front door. Imdiately, I twisted the handle and opened the door.
"Were you sleeping?"
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Before I could even answer, Seo Dawon' put his hands in between my arms and lifted up. As an unintended consequence, my face was buried into his chest. I took deep breaths.
At first, the scent seed sharp, but at the end, his sll turned incredibly sweet. And at that mont, my mind, which had seed foggy, cleared as if a fire had been lit. The confusing hollow of emotions began to be filled with warmth.
"I woke up, but, because I couldn't see you, I was surprised." I said, transparently. I held Dawon's back tightly with both arms. Dawon skillfully and deftly hugged my clinging self back and strode into the house.
Then, in a cutesy tone, he apologized, "Sorry. Sothing bothersoly urgent ca up."
"Guild matters?"
"WellBy the way, Lee-kyung-ah. What about food?"
"I haven't eaten yet."
"That's good. I haven't either."
Dawon then left on our bed and willfully fetched my clothes from my dresser. I followed him with my eyes; as he unbuttoned my pajama pants, I asked, "Are we going out to eat?"
"To be honest, I made a reservation already. You said you wanted to eat so at yesterday."
"That was yesterday"
"Do you not want to eat it?"
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Dawon smiledit's far too difficult to refuse that smile.
I wanted to say I'd like to stay ho, but I didn't want to disappoint my lover, who had already made a reservation. To be honest, I also liked to dine out with Dawon-ie, anyway.
"I don't dislike it."
The problem, though, was that Seo Dawon was one of the most famous users in Korea. An article would be written in an hour after we were seen eating together.
"We'll be eating in a private room; there'll be no one to disturb us." Dawon said, gently comforting . Perhaps he had noticed my burdened heart. He always seed apologetic, but ultimately, I found it a bit annoying that he always ended up dragging out.
"Sotis you I feel like you take out on purpose," I grumbled.
Dawon smiled impishly as he stroked my grumpy head, "You're realizing that just now?"
I looked up at him, slightly shocked that he would purposely seek attention, "Are you really taking out deliberately?"
He stared back into my surprised face and laughed, "Yep. I want to show you off every now and then."
".." At first I was confused because I had no idea what he was talking about, but my face gradually turned red when I realized the implications behind his words. It would be a long while before I was as shaless as Seo Dawon.
Fortunately, Dawon stopped with his mischief and focused on styling my hair. The style always had my bangs swept back. I thought it made look like I had thinner hair density, but Dawon seed to like it when I swept my bangs over my forehead.
"Your forehead is so pretty."
"Stop it"
Today as well, the complintscalling prettybegan. I raised my hand and covered his mouth. His mouth was closed, but his uncovered eyes continued to smile.
* * *
We arrived at the restaurant about 30 minutes after we set off. Before we got out of the car, sooneI couldn't tell if he was the owner or the managerwas already waiting for us in the parking lot.
Adopting a deeply moved expression, that person fawned over Dawon. "It's an honor to have you here, Guild Master Seo Dawon-nim."
Dawon only raised his head, expressionless, and nodded at that burdenso greeting. Next to him, I lowered my head and clenched my lips so as to not laugh.
Honestly, why do I find it so funnywhen he acts like a Guild Master?'
Unless he was with close friends, Dawon usually put on this arrogant guild master' act, and at first, I couldn't adapt to the gap and wondered if he had a split personality. Later, I asked him discreetly, and he said sothing about needing to maintain a certain poise publicly to avoid conflicts.
In any case, I snickered in secret, and Dawon snickered secretly with . He lightly gripped my hand so as to remind not to laugh out loud.
Then, we went inside the building, but I couldn't see a single custor within the luxurious lobby that seed like it should have been crowded. I had a hunch when I saw how empty the place was inside.
Did he reserve the entire place again?'
I knew Dawon-ie had a lot of money, but sotis I felt he went a bit overboard with his spending habits. However, Dawon, as usual, followed the staff's guidance without making a fuss. I was led by Dawon and followed behind.
The room we entered was spacious and tidy. On the dining table, there was simple tableware set out, in preparation for our arrival.
"We'll get things ready in a minute," one of the staff said.
"Please bring out everything at once. If we need anything, we'll call for it separately."
"Yes, understood."
After the employee disappeared, I sighed quietly. A smile returned to Dawon's previously expressionless face.
"Did you reserve the entire place?" I asked.
"Yeah. You don't eat well if anyone else is around."
"If you were going to do all this, it'd be better to eat at ho" I scolded slightly, but Dawon didn't seem to mind. Instead, he picked up a warm towel and began to wipe my hands one by one.
As expected He rented the restaurant in order to flirt all day?
Looking at my widened eyes, Dawon soothed by saying, "If I could cook this well, we'd be eating at ho."
Recalling Dawon's occasional ho-cooked als, I said sincerely, "You're good at cooking though?"
Knock Knock!
Our brief chat was interrupted by a cautious knock. Afterwards, several employees ca in with our dishes, filled the table, before exiting quietly.
I picked up a piece of at from a large plate with my fork.
"Mmm" I was incredibly surprised when I took a bite. The food was tasty enough to humble Dawon-ie. "This place is super delicious."
"Right? I want to ask them how they make it."
Dawon knew many delicious places, and even though we had been to many restaurants together since we started dating, the taste of the at here was truly shocking. Dawon happily watched eat and fed various dishes from plates that were out of my reach. "Try this one too."
"I'm still chewing"
Dawon always seed to try to feed as if I were malnourished or sothing. In the early days of our relationship, I couldn't refuse and ate everything he offered, but now I've learned to handle Dawon in my own way. I just need to treat him the sa way.
"You should eat as well," I offered.
"Mhmm." Dawon paused, then opened his mouth to eat what I gave him.
Watching him obediently and cutely eat what I had given, I had a sudden thoughtwhat would the person who guided us to this room think if he were to see Dawon like this?
He'd probably be shocked'
On the other hand, I also thought, He must have been this way with his ex-girlfriends as well, right?'
I glared at him, jealousy suddenly surging from within.
Beco a mber!
TL: Do you guys know the pepe silvia ? That's .
Also, our Lee-kyung has an insecure attachnt style, huh?
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