Don't Touch My Thorn (Completed Main Story) - Side Story 1

Idrish hurriedly stepped into the room. Beyond the large window, the rising sun poured out its light. There were no curtains. It was because he loved the sunlight. Idrish didn’t even take off his coat and went straight to the large, soft bed placed at the edge of the room.

At a glance, it looked like the blankets were tangled in a mess. That is, if it weren’t for the red hair spilling out from the edges.

Between the pile of blankets, Cecilia’s peach-like face peeked out.

Cecilia slept with her eyes gently closed, breathing softly. Perhaps not fond of the sunlight, her brows were slightly furrowed. Idrish raised his hand to cast a shadow over her eyes.

As the shade fell, the wrinkles on the bridge of her nose quickly disappeared. A faint smile bloomed on her lips. Idrish’s heart stirred.

He didn’t want to wake her.

But despite his heart, his hand moved toward her on its own.

Just watching her felt like his heart might burst. Cecilia was always that kind of presence to Idrish. She made him do things he wouldn’t normally do, stirring unpredictable impulses.

His fingertips touched her soft skin. It had only been a few days. It was enough to be unbearable.

She wouldn’t know that he had rushed through that tight schedule, finishing it two days early just to see her. She’d probably nag him about maintaining the dignity of a king if she knew he’d transformed into his beast form and run on all fours because even the carriage felt too slow.

Imagining Cecilia nagging while watching her sleep made his heart feel like it would burst with happiness. Unable to hold back, Idrish lightly kissed her small, delicate lips.

A soft sound.

But the moment his lips touched her soft, tender ones, he felt regret. He couldn’t hold back anymore. The lips that were meant to pull away lightly touched Cecilia’s again. A deeper kiss followed, landing on her cheeks, her forehead, her nose.

“Mmm. Idrish…”

Annoyed, Cecilia buried her face in the blankets. That was so adorable that he pressed a firm kiss to her head one last time. Then, reluctantly, he lifted his head.

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