Tae-sang slowly curled his lips, forming a crooked smile. But that was enough to satisfy the man, who nodded contentedly.
“Why do you keep missing appointments?”
“It’s not my thing.”
“When have you ever come because it was your thing?”
“Maybe.”
Tae-sang and Hyun-oh, a psychiatrist, had grown up together, even attending the same schools from elementary to university.
In Tae-sang’s words, it was an unnecessarily long time. Throughout those years, Hyun-oh had consistently been by Tae-sang’s side.
“Can’t sleep without medication, yet you pretend.”
“I sleep fine without it these days.”
Tae-sang stood up lightly, moving away from the screen. He walked over and sat opposite Hyun-oh, the leather sofa creaking under their weight.
Tae-sang walked over and sat opposite Hyun-oh. The shiny leather sofa creaked, sinking down with his weight.
“What’s really going on with you lately? Skipping your sessions? And this talk of getting married?”
Hyun-oh scooted forward on his seat, leaning in with curiosity and interest.
“Does it sound so unbelievable?”
“Of course, it does. You of all people, willingly getting married?”
This wasn’t just the concern of a physician, but of a friend who had known Tae-sang for a long time.
As a child, Tae-sang was an indifferent yet considerate boy. Maybe a bit lacking in expression, somewhat clumsy in showing his emotions, but he was a warm-hearted boy.
However, everything changed after that incident in the first year of middle school. He began to distance himself from friends, isolating himself. He became thoroughly solitary, as if he had lost his inner self.
Hyun-oh had always been concerned about him.
The worry for a friend, the long-held admiration. Looking back, it seemed many feelings had converged into one.
“I am indeed getting married of my own accord,” Tae-sang said lightly.
“What? Did you miraculously recover all of a sudden?”
“Perhaps.”
“Perhaps? What exactly happened? Don’t tell me you’ve been seeing another doctor behind my back? That would be betrayal, or even cheating.”
“That’s a dreadful thought,” Tae-sang frowned openly.
“Not true? Then what is it? How did you resolve what even the top psychiatrist in Korea couldn’t?”
Betrayal, disillusionment, denial.
Hyun-oh threw these emotions at Tae-sang. Tae-sang leaned back, blinking several times as if lost in thought.
“…An attachment pillow.”
“What?”
“An attachment pillow. Ever since I brought that in, everything’s been resolved.”
Tae-sang’s lips curved into a gentle arc.
A few days ago, Da-jeong watched a movie with Tae-sang in the first-floor bedroom. Tired from her flight, she dozed off several times and eventually fell asleep on Tae-sang’s shoulder.
From that day on, much had changed. Da-jeong completely let go of her slight wariness, acting more naturally and comfortably around Tae-sang.
One night, they talked late into the night, falling asleep in each other’s arms. Another day, they shared a glass of wine and ended up resting their heads on the pillow.
Gradually, both of them began seeking each other’s company. Tae-sang particularly cherished the times they shared warmth and fell asleep together.
And of course, waking up to see Da-jeong first thing in the morning was incredibly pleasing to him.
“So… just a pillow solved all your problems?”
Hyun-oh, looking puzzled at the inexplicable smile, threw a direct question.
“Yes.”
“You sleep well now?”
“Yes.”
“No more nightmares?”
“Hardly any.”
“…?”
Hyun-oh, as a seasoned psychiatrist, felt his professional pride crumbling in an instant. He took a deep breath and looked at his accomplished friend.
“You’re okay even sleeping next to a woman? Even when there’s physical contact?”
“Yes, you could say that.”
“What kind of an answer is that?”
“…….”
As if he had nothing more to say, Tae-sang quietly closed his mouth. It was his own concise way of signaling that he would not speak any further.
In front of the familiar expression, Hyun-oh quietly swallowed any remaining questions. He did, however, offer his characteristic light-hearted teasing.
“Let me see this miraculous attachment pillow of yours. What makes it so special that it accomplished what I couldn’t in one go?”
“No, you can’t. It’s mine.”
Tae-sang sank deeper into the sofa, his eyes twinkling with amusement within his softly curving eyelids.
Hyun-oh gazed at him with his mouth agape. It seemed undeniable that something wearing Tae-sang’s shell was sitting before him.
“Fine, fine. I won’t look. Jealous thing. Anyway, it’s good for me. I don’t have to deal with my most troublesome patient anymore…….”
Despite his words, Hyun-oh’s face was full of regret. It was the futility of the years he had spent running towards the goal of healing him.
“Don’t take it too hard. That pillow is special.”
“Take what hard? There must be some special reason. It can’t just suddenly change like this…….”
—Knock knock.
Following the gentle knocking sound, Secretary Kim appeared.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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