“Director, why are you the only one willing to endure and embrace everything for me? You’re not my bodyguard, and I’m not meeting you to be protected.”
As if he were about to offer an explanation, Gieon opened his mouth, but before that, Yuin pulled the long sleeve he was wearing as if urging him to listen.
“I can hug and comfort you too. Good things or bad things, we should share everything between us. We are in an equal relationship, but it seems like you don’t know that, Director.”
The man’s expression was subtle. He seemed delighted as if he had gained a new realization, but at the same time, he looked uneasy, swallowing the bitterness of not fully understanding.
Yuin stood up from the chair, wrapped her arms around the man’s waist, and embraced him tightly.
“I’m here by your side, Director. Rely on me and consult with me. Don’t try to handle everything alone.”
Gieon wordlessly pulled the small body that melted into a warm temperature.
In the shared heartbeat and the soothing body warmth, forgiving anything became possible.
Yuin tried to suppress the emotions that had barely settled, and a tremor, representing various emotions, tried to rise again.
“I’m sorry.”
“Why, Nam Yuin.”
Don’t apologize. Almost inaudible, the man’s whisper warmed the earlobes.
A man who had just given a light and tender kiss on the ear approached Yuin, looking closely at her face and whispered softly.
“You’re making me fall for you again. How far are you planning to go?”
“……Probably, as far as I can.”
Yuin’s smiling cheeks sparkled brightly. Gieon, as if accepting the inevitable, smirked and wiped away the tear marks that shimmered like midday dew.
As if approaching for a kiss, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her white thighs, lifting them up.
“Eek!”
Startled by the sudden move, Yuin, before asking him to put her down, tightly grabbed Gieon’s neck.
“Where are you going?”
“Now that I’ve showered, it’s time to sleep.”
After gently laying down the lifted Yuin on the edge of the bed, Gieon murmured softly.
“I can walk, you know.”
The man, who had been wearing a gentle Castella-like smile all along, knelt under Yuin’s ankles.
“It’s such a waste.”
“What do you mean?”
“The way you look. The way you walk, every little thing you pay attention to. I want to do it all for you.”
In response to his nonchalant actions that surpassed ordinary norms, Yuin, initially taken aback and then smiling faintly, pulled his thin finger and pressed it firmly against her lips.
“Get angrier. Press me. You can curse as much as you want. Do everything you want. In return.”
“…….?”
“Don’t disappear without contacting me again.”
His slightly twisted lips, hinting at how difficult the past was, spoke volumes.
As Yuin’s transparent pupils, distorted with sadness, carefully examined each feature of the man, he asked, “Is everything resolved now?”
“Yeah.”
“Without hiding anything?”
The smiling man tilted his head with excitement.
“I pretended to agree and let him go, but he probably won’t be able to become a reporter again in this lifetime. That person.”
“…Really? What did you do? It won’t become dangerous again, right?”
“That won’t happen. I completely uprooted him so that he couldn’t even grow. He won’t sprout again.”
Seeing the man’s triumphant and proud expression, Yuin felt somewhat relieved and refrained from asking more.
The important thing wasn’t the aftermath of the reporter who had caused trouble for Gieon.
In the meantime, Yuin gently touched the man’s chin and cheeks, which had become sharper during that time. The signs of fatigue and weariness were evident.
Yuin pressed her lips against the dry ones she had rolled inside.
“…Why are you so thin? You didn’t eat, smoked cigarettes, and acted like that. What happened?”
The man laughed leisurely, and his dimples nestled deeply in the palm of his hand.
“Does that mean Nam Yuin thinks about me more?”
“Don’t joke like that.”
Her murmuring was weak.
The man’s fingers, which had been holding Yuin’s hand covering her face, lingered unusually long on her ring finger.
“I guess I’m really in trouble now. Without Nam Yuin, I can’t do anything. I’ve become useless.”
Gieon softly chuckled, revealing his gently curved eyes.
“Without you, I’m nothing, Yuin.”
As if delivered as a joke, his confession floated brightly like another piece of a puzzle in Yuin’s heart.
Yuin felt her heartbeat quicken and hastily swallowed her breath. Her chest, filled with emotion, felt tight.
His flawless features formed a perfect line, exuding a profound and rich color, gazing intently at Yuin.
A smooth low tone, heard a moment later, carried a strange energy.
“Don’t let me go, Yuin. Hold onto me.”
Gieon leaned his forehead against Yuin’s softly, resting it slightly.
“Hold me.”
Yuin’s thigh, in contact with the man, tingled at a completely different temperature.
Although Yuin was scared and the feeling was strange, she didn’t want to reject him as he approached.
Gently squeezing her trembling hand, she hesitated for a moment, then reached out to the man who was breathing warmly.
Carefully ruffling his damp, tangled hair and gently sweeping his neck, she delicately touched his firm shoulders, which trembled ever so slightly.
As the man slowly lifted his head, his deep, fierce pupils shimmered darker and more intensely than ever.
“Nam Yuin.”
“…Yes.”
Gieon’s upper body, staring at Yuin’s softly-answered mouth as if examining it, suddenly bounced off.
Lying on the bed with the recoil, Yuin found herself trapped under Gieon.
“Is it okay?”
The man’s jawline, now casting a deeper shadow due to the dim lighting, stiffened.
Although it was the same question, the man’s inquiry carried a completely different intention than before.
As Yuin, with gradually rising courage, nodded her head slightly, Gieon’s upper body abruptly bounced up.
Caught in the recoil, Yuin found herself now confined under Gieon.
“…Is it okay?”
The man’s jawline, now casting a deeper shadow due to the dim lighting, stiffened.
Although it was the same question, the man’s inquiry carried a completely different intention th
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
