“Huh?”

Losing her balance, Tae Yeon couldn’t resist the force of Do Joon pulling her and collapsed onto his thighs.

Tae Yeon’s pupils trembled slightly.

The robe Do Joon was wearing had rolled up due to him sitting. Tae Yeon’s bare legs touched his bare skin.

“……”

Looking at Tae Yeon, who was staring with wide eyes in surprise, Do Joon muttered.

“It seems you’re even appearing in my dreams now, Jin Tae Yeon.”

She needed to tell him it wasn’t a dream, but she was too shocked to speak properly.

Perhaps she wanted to let Do Joon believe it was a dream.

When there was no response from Tae Yeon, Do Joon seemed to be convinced it was a dream and reached out to touch her lips.

The place where his fingers touched was very hot.

Do Joon slowly caressed Tae Yeon’s lips. His intense gaze naturally followed.

“This keeps bothering me. For some time now.”

The sensation that started from her lips soon tickled her entire body.

As Tae Yeon tried to pull her body back, Do Joon placed both hands on her waist and pulled her even closer.

Because of this, the robe Do Joon was wearing under Tae Yeon rode up even more.

Their bodies pressed tightly against each other. So close that there was no space between them.

Do Joon seemed completely unaware of the trivial fact that his robe was riding up.

There was only one thing Do Joon was focusing on.

Tae Yeon’s red, luscious lips.

After fiddling with her lips, Do Joon soon shifted his gaze to Tae Yeon’s fair neckline.

“It seems it’s not just the lips that are bothering me.”

After staring intently at her fair neckline for a while, Do Joon soon pulled his body forward.

The distance between the two became even closer.

Tae Yeon’s gaze began to shake more violently than before.

However, unlike her, there was no sign of agitation in Do Joon.

His deep, dark eyes resembled a calm lakeside.

“Why are you so tense?”

“Because you approached without warning, Do Joon.”

“Would you have been less surprised if I had told you in advance?”

Of course, that wouldn’t be the case either, but it wouldn’t be as embarrassing as it is now.

As Tae Yeon remained stiff, Do Joon rhythmically moved his fingers gripping her waist.

“Relax. Someone might think I’m going to eat you up, Jin Tae Yeon.”

“I’ll try.”

Do Joon chuckled and brought his face close to Tae Yeon’s neck.

As he got closer, her body scent became even stronger.

Tae Yeon always had a sweet scent. That strawberry-like smell that never got tiresome had been stimulating Do Joon lately.

As if he had become Jin Tae Yeon’s loyal dog, whenever he was near her, he felt like every cell in his body was awakening.

It was also tough trying to suppress the desire that kept rearing its head.

“Do Joon?”

“Just stay like this for a moment.”

At first, he really only intended to smell Tae Yeon’s scent.

However.

Contrary to his intention, Do Joon’s lips touched Tae Yeon’s neck.

“……”

And he gently kissed her neckline.

Tae Yeon urgently tapped Do Joon’s shoulder.

As he kissed her, a strong thirst arose.

So Do Joon applied a bit of force and gently sucked on her soft skin.

Do Joon left his mark on Tae Yeon’s fair skin and lifted the corners of his mouth as if pleased. Then he slowly removed his lips.

Do Joon exhaled hot breath and gently stroked Tae Yeon’s neck where his lips had just been with his finger.

“Since it’s a dream anyway, I can do as I please, right?”

Tae Yeon bit her lip hard.

She should tell him it’s not a dream, but she couldn’t.

What if it was a dream?

If he believed it was a dream, she was curious about what Do Joon would do.

“This scent coming from you, Jin Tae Yeon, what exactly is it?”

“What kind of scent is it?”

“It’s sweet and makes this part of me tingle.”

The place Do Joon’s finger pointed to was near his heart.

Tae Yeon opened her eyes wide.

“Are you saying… this scent makes you tremble, Do Joon?”

He chuckled softly.

Then he nodded slowly.

“It does. For some time now.”

Trembling, he says.

Is he serious?

She wanted to properly confirm what Do Joon had just said.

Tae Yeon tried to stretch her arm to get her hand cream that was placed on the living room table.

Do Joon’s gaze reached the table first, and he tightened his grip on Tae Yeon to prevent her from escaping his embrace.

“I’ll get it.”

Do Joon reached out with his long arm and grabbed Tae Yeon’s hand cream from the table. As he handed it to her, he asked.

“Is this the source of that scent?”

“I guess so? It’s the same brand as my body lotion.”

Do Joon held out the back of his hand.

“Would you apply some?”

“I’m curious. If I’ll have your scent too, Jin Tae Yeon.”

Tae Yeon hesitated for a moment, then opened the hand cream lid and squeezed a small amount onto the back of Do Joon’s hand.

Do Joon just stared at it intently without spreading it.

“As you can see, I’m holding you with one hand.”

“……”

“Since you’ve lent me the hand cream, I’d appreciate if you could apply it for me.”

“Alright. Give me your hand.”

Only Do Joon was completely drunk.

Whether it was because of the smell of alcohol coming from him.

Or because of her own unsettled heart.

She didn’t know why her heart was fluttering like this.

She could have clearly refused, but Tae Yeon chose to apply the hand cream to Do Joon’s hand herself.

Compared to her own, his hand was incredibly large and thick.

Tae Yeon stroked the back of Do Joon’s hand with her small hands, applying the hand cream.

As she caressed Do Joon’s skin, the strange feeling she had felt before was starting to emerge again.

It seemed Do Joon was also being stimulated.

Watching Tae Yeon fiddle with his hand, Do Joon slightly raised one eyebrow.

And he let out a low murmur.

“It feels strange.”

Tae Yeon felt the same. Sitting on his lap and stroking his hand.

Just as she thought this wasn’t right and tried to move away from Do Joon.

Anticipating Tae Yeon’s reaction, Do Joon pulled his hand away from her grasp and once again firmly held her waist with both hands.

Startled by the sudden movement, Tae Yeon dropped the hand cream she was holding onto the floor.

Their gazes intertwined in mid-air.

Do Joon’s body was always hot, but today it was emitting even more tremendous heat.

The fact that he was wearing a robe also bothered her.

She was also constantly aware that where she was sitting was Do Joon’s thigh.

As Tae Yeon chewed on her lower lip, Do Joon frowned deeply.

“It would be better to break this habit.”

Do Joon caressed Tae Yeon’s lips, gently stroking them.

“I’m worried these pretty lips might get all chapped.”

Unable to look directly at Do Joon’s face up close, Tae Yeon kept avoiding his gaze.

Do Joon reached out one hand to cup Tae Yeon’s chin, lifting it gently to make her look at him.

Once again, their gazes crossed.

Even when Do Joon closed his eyes tightly and opened them, everything remained the same.

Tae Yeon sitting on his lap. And the sweet scent coming from her.

Even his heart beating wildly for no apparent reason.

Whether it was a dream or not didn’t matter.

He remembered what his friend Tae Hwan had said at the drinking party today.

「Do what your heart tells you, not your head.」

Tae Yeon’s lips that had been catching his eye lately.

What he wanted to confirm now was whether the cause of his rapidly beating heart was because of Tae Yeon or not.

That was it.

Seeing Do Joon’s behavior different from usual, Tae Yeon asked.

“Do Joon, is something wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, but there is something I want to confirm.”

“……”

“I’m not sure myself these days. What exactly this feeling is.”

Do Joon tilted his head slightly and gave a languid look.

“So I’d like to check something.”

Do Joon brought his face even closer, narrowing the distance.

“If you don’t like it, you can run away even now.”

Tae Yeon remained still without saying anything.

“I’m going to count to three.”

Do Joon’s gaze intensified.

As if trapped by those eyes, she couldn’t move an inch.

She could have easily broken away from him and pushed Do Joon away if she wanted to.

Do Joon seemed to be waiting to see Tae Yeon’s reaction.

As Tae Yeon bit her lower lip hard, Do Joon slowly began to count.

“One.”

Is this okay?

Tae Yeon lifted her head and stared into Do Joon’s dark eyes that were solely focused on her.

“Two.”

Strangely, she liked the fact that only she was reflected in those intense eyes.

The power to immobilize the other person just by looking.

As she stared intently at Do Joon, captivated by those eyes.

Do Joon counted the last number.

“Three.”

As if to say the wait was over. Their breaths overlapped at once.

The sensation that started from their lips slowly spread throughout their bodies.

It was strange and mysterious.

Do Joon, as if trying to match Tae Yeon’s pace, didn’t move aggressively but gently caressed her lips.

That was it. He didn’t delve deeper or play any mischievous hand games.

That’s why it was more puzzling. Unlike Do Joon’s eyes that were full of desire, his actions were transparent.

After their lips were pressed together like that, Tae Yeon came to her senses and pushed Do Joon’s chest with both hands.

Finally, she got off his lap and moved away from Do Joon.

Do Joon was still watching Tae Yeon with languid eyes.

“Do Joon, about today…”

“A dream.”

“What?”

“Even if it’s not, there’s nothing we can do about it.”

Do Joon uttered incomprehensible words and got up from the sofa. Then he staggered, holding onto the wall as he went into the bedroom first.

“Haa.”

After staring blankly at where Do Joon had disappeared, Tae Yeon brushed back her fallen hair with one hand and let out a faint sigh.

She even slapped her own cheek, but judging by the pain, it wasn’t a dream.

It was absurd.

“How could it be a dream? I didn’t even drink…”

When she touched the place where Do Joon’s lips had been just moments ago, a heat as if burned was transmitted.