Dan-Han's Room
After been woken up by that disturbing call, Dan-Han couldn't bring himself to sleep anymore. He had barely slept much since it took a while for him to coax his baby to sleep. She had clenched onto his shirt all night; he couldn't even change out of it.
He looked down at the petite woman who had her hand firmly wrapped around his waist like she was scared he'd suddenly disappear on her. She looked so beautiful while she slept. The slow and even rise and fall of her chest, her ink-black hair sprawled on the pillow, made her look nothing less of a goddess. How he wished she could always be this peaceful every day of her life. He wanted her to have a quiet and happy life, and he was sure going to give her that even if it was the last thing he does. She had suffered enough turmoil in her lifetime.
He slowly reached to brush off some strand of hair from her face, but as soon as his hand touched her, her eyes fluttered open. She mumbled some gibberish under her breath as she snuggled closer and closed her eyes again, "Good morning," She mumbled out in a hoarse voice.
"Good morning," He greeted back smilingly before placing a kiss on her fluff cheek. He held her chin and turned her face upward so he could have a clear view of her face, which Eun-sun let him do. She enjoyed the trailing of his hand down her face while she stared at him.
"You should sleep some more. It's still early," He told her, making her shake her head. "I don't want to. We have to go to work." She managed to say even when she knew she didn't want to. She still felt tired, not because she did anything strenuous but because she was emotionally drained. Left to her, she could stay all day in bed. She didn't want to do anything at all.
"It's Sunday." He reminded her.
"Oh." She exclaimed. She had forgotten it was the weekend already.
"Yes." He replied as he placed a soft kiss on her lips. Eun-sun's face slightly flushed when he kissed her like that. She lifted her eyes to his face and gazed at him. Flashes of him standing over that body with a gun came searing through her head. She could vividly remember that death look in his eyes while he held that gun; he looked nothing like the man who was currently staring at her so lovingly. She had always known he wasn't an ordinary man, but seeing him in action was something else.
The rumours about him being formidable, his dark and domineering aura, had always told her this man was dangerous. There has never been a smoke without fire, but she wasn't going to judge because this man had been nothing but good to her. He had taken a life to protect her, and she couldn't be scared of him. No one had ever done what he did or all he had done for her.
He had catered for her when she was sick, always had her fed, stuck by her even when she countlessly pushed him away, stood up to his father for her and now he had even killed someone for her. No one has ever done all those things for her except this man—this man who loved her wholly and selflessly.
Dan-Han felt uncomfortable when she kept staring at him like that. He could tell she was currently in thoughts, but he was clueless about what could be going on in her head, but he had a feeling she was pondering about what had happened earlier, and once again, his anxiety returned. He had thought about her reaction when she finally wakes up and remembers what had happened last night. He feared she might see him in a different light, and he didn't want that. He didn't want her to be scared of him or flinch at his every touch. The thought of that scared him, but what should he say?
Dan-Han was still contemplating on what to say when he suddenly felt her hand pull him down, and the next moment her lips came crashing on his. His eyes widened in shock when he felt her tender lips on his. A tingling sensation coursed through his spine when she kissed him ever so softly like she was tendering to her most valuable treasure. He could feel her emotions been poured into it, and they pricked at his heart. It was none a tongue-curling kiss, but it tugged on the strings of his heart and shook him to his core.
Dan-Han was awe-struck with shock-surprise, but he composed himself as he surrendered to her ever beautiful assault on his lips.
She kissed him as she had never done before; there were many feelings and unsaid words been communicated. The kiss was nothing like they shared because this time, she was taking the lead, and she wasn't as sloppy as usual. Dan-Han couldn't help but smile at her improvement. Snaking his hand around her waist, he pulled her up to a straddling position without breaking the kiss.
Her hands cupped his face between her hands as she broke the kiss, her forehead still leaning on his. Dan-Han trailed his hand down her hair to her ears till they paused on her cheek. He froze when he felt something moist on his palm, making his brows narrow.
'Tears?
He slightly pulled away from her and looked at her face. His heart gripped tightly when he saw her crystalline tears flowing down her cheeks. He panicked at the sight.
Why was she crying now? Dan-Han could feel his heart thud nervously.
"Honey, why are you–"
"I'm sorry."
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Happy week lovelies, hope you had a great weekend. It's a new week so always remember to smile and stay happy.
We owe it to ourselves to live a happy life.
And I want to say a big thank you to all of you that had been checking up on me, I really do appreciate it. I'm still recuperating, today is far better than last week, and I hope to keep it that way.
Stay happy and stay safe.