“Really? Then, can I wait for five years?”

When she sent him a doubtful look, Dohan went straight for Love’s lips.

As if saying she was talking nonsense about waiting for five years.

He wanted to dive in right away, but he let go of her for a moment, looking at her.

“One year should be enough.”

“What? Just one year?”

“One year is long. Let’s do everything within this year.”

Love wrinkled her face in disbelief.

She wanted to confirm if he had really heard her story properly.

How could she solve the problem of wanting to see flowers every season?

Looking annoyed, Love glared at him, and he kissed her on the eyes.

“I’ll make sure you see yellow flowers every season.”

“Spring is already over. How can we do it within this year?”

“Let’s go overseas for the summer vacation. To a warm country. Close to spring.”

At Dohan’s cunning suggestion, Love sighed.

To come up with such an idea in such a short time.

Whether he was smart or just eager to get married with her, she couldn’t tell.

“Who goes on a summer vacation with their older brother?”

“If you don’t go with me, who else will you go with?”

“Um. Alone?”

“Absolutely not alone. I’d rather go with Kang Jiwoo.”

“Jiwoo will probably go with Yoon Jae.”
Suddenly, Dohan sat up straight.

“But why aren’t you going with me?”

He openly displayed his disappointment on his face.

Love couldn’t help but laugh at his unfitting sulking.

Unavoidably, she also got up and sat down.

“Jiwoo and Yoonjae have been dating for three years.”

“I’ve been dating you for five years.”

“Really?”

Love frowned deeply.

What nonsensical thing was he saying?

“You might not be aware, but I have loved you for five years. This ring is the proof.”

He extended his left hand, wearing the couple ring, as if to show it off.

Whenever she saw Dohan wearing the ring alone, Love felt sorry and couldn’t say anything.

“As for marriage…”

As if making a difficult decision, he paused with a regretful expression.

“It’s okay to do it later. Instead, go on vacation with me in the summer.”

“Abroad?”

“Whether it’s overseas or domestic doesn’t matter. As long as you’re with me.”

With an expressionless face, Dohan lay down again and closed his eyes.

“Let’s stop now. You must be tired from attending the wedding today.”

Love silently watched him and gently lay down beside him.

“Are you upset because I said I won’t go on vacation with you?”

“No.”

“Then, are you angry?”

“I’m not angry. Don’t worry about it and sleep.”

Although his voice was usual, he still had his eyes closed, so Love couldn’t ignore it.

After a brief hesitation, she took Dohan’s arm and used it as a pillow, snuggling closer.

“But why do you look so sad?”

It didn’t seem like she was angry.

More like she seemed exhausted.

She seemed to deliberately close her eyes, not wanting to show such a state to him.

When Love shook the arms he had placed on his chest, Dohan finally opened his mouth.

“It feels like confirming that you don’t love me.”

Maybe it was because of the alcohol.

If he hadn’t been inebriated, he would have never said such a thing.

Already regretting it, Dohan couldn’t stop the emotions that were pouring out.

“It’s a fact I’ve known, but I’ll wait… The feeling hurts.”

He didn’t want to say sorry as much as today.

It must be because of the alcohol.

Dohan wanted to be honest for once.

He found her somewhat annoying, always responding to my “I love you” with “Thank you.”

Even though he knew he had no right to hate her.

Even though he knew it was his fault, and he had messed everything up.

He still couldn’t help feeling a chill in his heart.

He knew he had to wait because it was his mistake, because he had made a mess of everything.

Still, sometimes, he felt upset.

Impatient.

Afraid that he might never hear the words “I love you” from her again.

He was afraid that she didn’t love him.

Perhaps the sudden suggestion of getting married was because of that.

Just to prove her love.

“Sorry. I must be too drunk to remember anything tomorrow.”

He couldn’t help but say sorry.

Because she might leave right away, disappointed in him.

Dohan opened his eyes, wanting to look at Love.

Wondering why she remained silent.
What kind of expression does he have right now?

But he couldn’t muster the courage and stayed in the dark world.

“Promise you won’t keep?”

At the sound of Love’s voice breaking the silence, Dohan finally emerged with a bright light.

As he slowly turned his head, she, with a subtle smile, came into his view.

Relieved that she didn’t seem too upset, Dohan sighed.

“What promise?”

“You said you’d do it a little later.”

“What?”

“A kiss.”

Dohan’s eyes widened a bit.

Worried that she might go home like this because of his drunken behavior, he was surprised that she mentioned a kiss first.

“Do you want to?”

In response to his sincere question, Love nodded without hesitation.

Dohan wanted to lower his lips willingly, but the desire to receive some compensation for his distress flickered in his mind.

“Then, the person who wants to should do it.”

“What?”

“You do it. I want it too, so you do it.”

For a kiss, he could shake off his uneasy feelings.

Especially if Love approached him for a kiss first.

Just thinking about it made Dohan’s heart beat faster.

As if he was really going to receive a kiss, he closed his eyes.

On the other hand, Love, who was not accustomed to giving, felt awkward.

But since running away was not an option, she cautiously reached out her hand.

“Can I touch your face?”

“As you please. You can touch elsewhere too.”

It didn’t feel like a joke, and Love furrowed her brows.

Touching the face already required a lot of courage, let alone elsewhere.

But where on earth was he talking about?

Without realizing it, Love quickly glanced over his body and hastily averted her gaze.

“Oh, I’ll only touch your face.”

“Too bad.”

With his eyes closed, Dohan, who had been smiling with laughter, froze when her hand touched his eyebrows.

Then, a soft sensation brushed against his eyelashes.

The warm and ticklish stimulus made his body twitch a little.

Love’s finger descended from his nose to his lips.

Dohan felt the impulse to pull Love towards him and shower her with kisses.

He fought it with all his might, clenching his fists to the point of hurting.

But when Love gently wrapped his cheek, reaching the limit of his patience, he turned his head and kissed the palm of her hand.

Startled by the sudden sensation, Love was bewildered.

The moment the warm and soft lips touched, it sent tingles all the way to her toes.

Love’s face turned red, and she didn’t know what to do.

At that moment, Dohan opened his eyes, and their gazes met.

Now, even her ears turned red.

With his lips stained by her hand, Dohan looked at her face in a sensuous manner.

Love felt so hot that it seemed like she might burn up.

Finally, he took her hand and brought it down.

“I love you.”

Dohan has been telling himself that he loves himself almost every day recently.

Every time he said that, Love always replied with gratitude.

But saying it even now felt like it might hurt.

Maybe it has been like that until now.

With difficulty, Love opened her mouth.
“Summer vacation, let’s go together.”

Although it wasn’t the answer he wanted, it was a statement with the same meaning as “I love you.”

Fortunately, a smile spread across Dohan’s face.

Love gave a peck on his smiling lips.

As if he had been waiting for it, he captured her lips.

Telling me to do it, anyway, it turned out well for her.

For now, receiving is better than giving for her.