At Ha Joon’s words, Seo Ah was mulling over what he meant when Ha Joon turned around to look at her. More specifically, at her right hand’s ring finger.
“I asked if you can wash up alone because of your hand.”
Seo Ah realized too late, but she had to try to manage it on her own. There were no helpers around.
“I’m fine.”
“If you say so, come in with me.”
As Ha Joon got up and headed for the shower, a flustered Seo Ah’s entire body heated up. She had to shower, but she hadn’t even undressed in the dark bedroom yet. Was she supposed to undress in the bright shower room?!
She had to at least wash her hair if she wasn’t going to shower, but she couldn’t even wash her face,
“What are you waiting for? You’ll be late.”
The hesitant Seo Ah tied her hair tightly and, trembling, went into the shower.
“I can do it on my own. I just need to wash my face and hair.”
Wait, what if he thinks she’s dirty for not showering? She added hastily out of worry.
“I usually shower every morning, but I can’t today so I’m not going to. You’re not going to…help me shower, right?”
Seo Ah’s words stopped short. Ha Joon had touched her teeth with the toothbrush he had put toothpaste on.
It wasn’t even touched by hand, but flustered Seo Ah hurriedly snatched the toothbrush from his hand.
“Can you brush your teeth with your left hand? Do you need help brushing your teeth too?”
“No!”
Seo Ah turned to face the mirror and started brushing her teeth, and Ha Joon also began brushing his teeth after applying toothpaste to his toothbrush. As expected, while looking at the mirror,
But Seo Ah’s gaze unknowingly kept heading towards him, reflected in the mirror.
He was still shirtless, his left hand was tucked in his trouser pocket, he was just brushing his teeth but his right arm, arm, and the chest muscles connecting them were alive and moving.
She had imagined it. Before hearing his reality from Youngju, dreaming of a happy married life, the image of them brushing their teeth side by side.
In dramas, they’d have foam on them, they’d shave, but Ha Joon used an electric razor, so it was an unattainable dream.
She unknowingly became a little depressed. She couldn’t help him shave, and it wasn’t as happy as she had imagined. It was only her who was excited.
However, Ha Joon’s heart was also pounding as if it would explode right now.
He hadn’t planned to help her shower from the start, but the moment she mentioned showering, his heart raced uncontrollably.
He feigned calmness while pondering how to help her wash. He had never washed anyone, nor had he ever imagined it.
After both of them finished brushing their teeth in an awkward atmosphere, Ha Joon wrapped a towel around her neck.
There were things that shouldn’t get wet even if she wasn’t going to shower, and there were dangerous things like becoming a beast at the sight of her exposed skin when she leaned over.
Soon, Seo Ah stood in front of the sink, leaning her upper body a little and closing her eyes tightly, her lips firmly shut.
At her posture, Ha Joon’s face flushed. It was a relief that she couldn’t see his face.
He calmed his trembling heart and stroked her face with his hand wet from the running water.
Her face was small, and Ha Joon’s hand was large, so he could wet her entire face in one go.
Her skin, which was as soft and tender as tofu, clouded Ha Joon’s mind.
He was worried that he might hurt her if he stroked her too hard.
After wetting her face a couple more times, he squeezed a little cleansing foam into his hand and made a lather.
He gently applied the foam to her cheeks, which were still tightly shut. He rubbed every nook and cranny carefully with his index and middle fingers.
Rather than washing, it felt more like applying, but Seo Ah didn’t have the mental capacity to feel his touch was awkward. Her heart was beating too fiercely, she couldn’t even breathe properly.
From then on, Ha Joon’s touch became a little more hurried. Without a moment to feel ticklish, he quickly washed away the foam for fear that her eyes might sting.
I couldn’t afford to leave even a little bit behind, so I had no choice but to put in more effort than before, gauging her reaction. If she furrowed her brow, it would mean she was uncomfortable.
Fortunately, there was no change in her expression. It was as if I had just washed a ripe plum. I felt the urge to bite into it but forced myself to look away.
I recalled from my volunteering work how I’d clean a child’s nose during a bath. Should I do the same for her? Ha Joon hesitated, then opened his mouth.
“Do you need your nose cleaned?”
Startled, Seo Ah vehemently shook her head. ‘Does he think I’m a child!’ she thought, but Ha Joon had seen her as a child since earlier.
“Are your eyes stinging?”
Seo Ah’s heart fluttered violently at Ha Joon’s tender voice. Pretending to be calm, she wiped the water from her eyes with her left hand and opened her eyes.
“I’m fine.”
However, due to tightly closed eyes, some eye boogers were left.
Without hesitation, Ha Joon gently removed her eye boogers with his thumb, leaving a flustered Seo Ah to tremble slightly and blush.
“Well, let’s wash your hair. Come over here.”
Perhaps taken aback by his own actions, Ha Joon coughed awkwardly and moved towards the shower booth, Seo Ah untied her hair and crouched down on the floor.
Seeing her like that, Ha Joon found it unbearably adorable and felt dizzy.
Soon, Seo Ah bent her head deeply, letting her long hair fall onto the floor, and Ha Joon cautiously wet her hair with the shower head.
“You can do it roughly.”
“If it hurts or feels uncomfortable, tell me.”
What was he planning then? He touched her so softly it didn’t hurt, but it was uncomfortable? It had been uncomfortable since the start. However, Seo Ah could not outright say it.
It was awkward and embarrassing, but it felt good. She had never imagined this when dreaming of a happy married life with him. It felt as if this moment was a dream.
Much later, after washing her hair with much difficulty, both of them ended up with soaking clothes.
Ha Joon brought a large towel and wrapped it around her, while Seo Ah didn’t know where to look.
Ha Joon was taking off his wet shirt, and his bare body, drenched in water, was right in front of her eyes.
Then, a drop of water rolled down his sculpted muscles, making her avert her eyes.
However, just as she thought they could now leave, Ha Joon began to dry the water in her hair, which was wrapped in a towel.
“I, I’ll do it now.”
“How long do you think it’ll take with one hand. You might miss your flight.”
“I can use my right hand since it’s not touching water.”
“If you want your injured finger to heal quickly, stay still. The less you move, the faster the flesh heals. That way, I won’t have to apply disinfectant again, and I won’t have to wash you.”
That may be true, but if he wanted to help, why was he doing it from the front instead of the back!
Flinching at the sight of the moving muscles in front of her, Seo Ah tightly closed her eyes.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
