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๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ | ๐Š. ๐†๐– - ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐€ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ 

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๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ | ๐Š. ๐†๐– - ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐€ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ 

๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ | ๐Š. ๐†๐– - ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐€ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ 

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Sunlight filtered through the peaks of the curtains; warm rays illuminated a stirring Geon-woo who turned as his sleepy eyes gently fluttered open when he felt the comforting weight draped across his chest.

He smiled softly as the events of last night flashed through his mind. The confession, her lips, her hands, her. Byun Nari. Lord he was so encaptivated by her and here she lay, her arm draped across his waist, their legs entangled, and her head nestled below his chin, her ear pressed over the steady beat of his heart.

He had never felt so peaceful.

Soft breaths left her lips, her black hair cascading down her shoulders and haloing around the pillow. She was so pretty even in sleep. His hand lifted and as featherlike as he could, to not wake her, his thumb glided over her cheekbone before tucking a stray piece of hair behind the shell of her ear. His fingers caressed down her arm before settling on her waist.ย ย 

“Morning” she muttered, not moving an inch of which he smiled at. He seemed to do that a lot around her. Smiling. It suited him.

“Morning, I didn’t mean to wake you” he muttered as she gently shook her head.
“I was up” she drawled; voice soft with sleep. “You snore”

He glanced down at her offended. “I do not”

“You do” she nodded, her eyes barley peeking open to press a kiss to his cheek before tugging the covers over her shoulder and snuggling deeper, his hands tightened on her waist as her hand rested on his toned chest. “It’s okay, you’re cute” she said and her eyes drifted shut again.

He merely scoffed but brushed it off with a small shove to her shoulder before he slid out of bed. Nari wanted to grumble, her fingers flexing as his warmth disappeared from under her.

“Will you be coming with us to the orphanage?” he asked, slipping his pants on as he tuned to her. Nari hummed in response.

“Words, Nari” he said, and a blush fitted across her cheek of which she buried herself deeper into the blanket to conceal. Last night he said those words in a completely different tone.

“Let me sleep, you kept me up all night” she said and sank into the comforter.

“I didn’t hear you complaining ” he teased and Nari chucked a pillow at him blindly of which he caught effortlessly with his reflexes. He merely laughed in return.

“You’ve been spending too much time with Woo-jin” she grumbled in response before he pressed a quick kiss to her forehead and retreated to the shower to get ready for the day.

It was a good morning indeed.

๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ | ๐Š. ๐†๐– - ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐€ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ 

Geon-woo took that statement back.

The second he descended downstairs, leaving Nari to catch a few more hours of sleep Yang-jung had not stopped glaring at him since his arrival. Mr Choi was sitting at the table with breakfast while his mother was preparing hang over soup for the rest of them- or maybe just Woo-jin who was still passed out drunk.

“Did you sleep well?” Yang-jung asked, his tone clipped, and Geon-woo nodded albeit hesitantly at the older man.

“Seems like you did” he muttered eyeing something before Yang-jung stood.

”Will Nari be accompanying you?” he questioned the boy stiffly. Geon-woo stuttered in return. They were fine hours ago, why the sudden change.

“I don’t think so. She’s still asleep…when I went to check on her” he said as an afterthought. Yang-jung narrowed his eyes suspiciously before nodding as Hyeon-ju floundered down the stairs towards him, chirpier than usual. It seemed last night was well rested for all of them and everyone was in way happier spirits.

“Woah dude, I didn’t think you had it in you” Hyeon-ju suddenly exclaimed as she held onto his shoulder and leaned forward, her eyes glued to the same spot as Mr Hwang.

“What are you on about?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion but Hyeon-ju just smirked more widely than he’d ever seen her do before.ย 

“You might want to cover that up before your mother sees” Hyeon-ju said as she pointed to a spot on her neck. That was when it clicked. He was going to kill Nari. He lifted a spoon, eyeing his reflection wearily when a deep purplish bruise stared back at him in the face. So that was why Yang-jung looked as if he was about to murder him.

“Oh shit” he gaped and Hyeon-ju grinned evilly.

”Oh shit indeed” she laughed as Ms Yoon approached him with a smile, his hand instinctively lifted to cover it as he flushed deeply.

“Are you okay?” his mother asked and Hyeon-ju couldn’t stifle her laugh enough as Mr Choi glanced at them too. “You look flushed, did you drink last night?” she frowned concerned and he wasn’t sure he could turn redder in the moment.

” No” he barely choked out the word. “I uh suddenly have the chills, let me get a jacket and we can go” he said stammering as Ms Yoon continued to look at him confused while Hyeon-ju felt giddy at the prospect of telling Woo-jin. The boy was going to flip.

“We can take the mustang” Hyeon-ju said, taking pity on her friend and Geon-woo was grateful. He nodded, sending his mother a smile before retreating back upstairs, hoping to gather some sort of composure before they departed.

๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ | ๐Š. ๐†๐– - ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐€ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ 

“Are you and Geon-woo together?”

Nari choked on her breath as she swivelled abruptly in her seat to face Yang-jung who shot her an accusatory look.

She had decided to tag along back to the restaurant while Hyeon-ju and Geon-woo took Ms Yoon to the orphanage with the promise that she would look after Nam-gi and her father the best way she could. Ms Yoon adored he boy, so caring for him would be easy. However, she would not pay the same regard to Nari’s father of whom she harboured a deep resentment due to his ill feelings to his daughter.

“That was out of the blue” she chuckled meekly. ” What makes you say that?”

His eyebrow arched and Nari wanted throw herself out of the car. ” He had hickey on his neck” Yes, she wished she was smited right here and now.

“You know what a hickey is?” she tried and failed to joke when his jaw merely clenched in response.

“Nari” he said sternly and she turned away from his accusing glare.

“We didn’t confirm anything yet” she muttered before shooting him a pointed look in return. “How do you know it was me anyway?”

He did not look amused. “Please, a blind man could tell” he said as he pulled up to the restaurant.

“Could not” she scoffed.

“Du-yeong hinted at it last night in his stupor and my suspicions were confirmed when I saw him this morning. Just a word of advice, be more subtle” he told her, before climbing out of the car, Nari following him swiftly.

“I am subtle, he’s not’ she said bitterly. “And I knew I couldn’t trust Uncle Lee, his blabber mouth when drunk is the reason I always end up in trouble” she said.

“But you don’t seem mad” she said evenly as the bell chimed overhead.

”I’m not mad. He makes you happy from the looks of it and I trust you enough to do the right thing. ” he told her and Nari stared after him in shock before she gasped loudly.

”Mr Hwang I feel that is the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me” she cried dramatically, wiping a fake tear from her eye as she followed after him where Mr Kwan met them at the door to the kitchen a washcloth in hand as he eyed the two rather chirpy people.

“Mr K, I think he’s going soft, he complimented me” Nari said dramatically, feigning a faint as Mr Kwan caught her half heartedly as they both turned to Yang-jung who tugged on his white coat without a word.

“What are you on about?” Mr Kwan said and Yang-jung turned with something like mischief in his eyes.

”Nari here, has a boyfriend” he said.

Suddenly she was dropped.

”Ouch” she winched before standing, rubbing her lower back, she glared at the two men. Yang-jung merely smirked at her while Mr Kwan’s jaw dropped, she was certain it would hit the floor.

“You have a boyfriend?” Mr Kwan said slowly, in disbelief.

“Mr Hwang”ย  Nari whined.

“It’s not like that” she tried to reason to the other man.

“You, Nari, our Nari, this child, has a boyfriend” Mr Kwan continued sceptically and in a daze. Mr Hwang just nodded with pursed lips that hid his amusement and then Mr Kwan’s face lit up, flinging his arms around Nari he dragged her outside onto the floor while Mr Hwang shook his head and went into the back to get the food prepped for the day.

“Tell me everything” Mr Kwan said excitedly as they slid into a booth, his hands holding hers and Nari found herself smiling and spilling everything like a teenage girl in a dream.ย 

๐‘น๐‘ฐ๐‘ต๐‘ฎ๐‘บ๐‘ฐ๐‘ซ๐‘ฌ | ๐Š. ๐†๐– - ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ข๐ข. ๐€ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ 

IT’S HAPPENING!!!!!!

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