Our Every Moment - Chapter 48
Seo Hee felt embarrassed enough to die for lowering her gaze momentarily towards Kang Mo’s lower body at his words that were not at all imbued with impure intentions.
Surely, Kang Mo didn’t notice, right?
“I’m fine now, so hurry and go eat, Kang Mo.”
Kang Mo, who had returned to his seat, held out a glass of water to Seo Hee.
Thanks. After exchanging a short greeting, Seo Hee drank the water and felt a gaze staring at her intently.
“…Why.”
At Seo Hee’s question, Kang Mo spoke as if he had been waiting.
“But why do you keep checking my reaction since earlier?”
“Me?”
“Yeah. I don’t know what’s going on, but Baek Seo Hee keeps checking my reaction. Why, do you have something to say to me?”
There were more than a few things Seo Hee wanted to ask, like why did you sleep in my room like that last night? Did you happen to wake up in the middle? Or did you feel like you were being pressed down? But she couldn’t comfortably ask because she had committed a sin.
Indeed, if Kang Mo knew that I had hugged him in my sleep, he wouldn’t stay still.
Kang Mo had even boldly declared that he would not hold back his desires if Seo Hee touched him first. The fact that Kang Mo, who said he would take her skinship as a signal flare, said nothing was practically proof that he was unaware of the fact that she had hugged him in her sleep.
Seo Hee was convinced Kang Mo would not know about last night. Only then did a sense of relief slowly spread in her heart.
“When did I check your reaction, just eat if you have nothing to say.”
Although it bothered her that Kang Mo kept smirking, Seo Hee, feeling reassured in her own conviction, finished the remaining rice very deliciously.
Even then, Seo Hee did not realize what kind of trap she had fallen into.
Now at night, Kang Mo would naturally come to Seo Hee’s room as if it were a matter of course and brazenly lay down next to her, and Seo Hee could only fall asleep after tossing and turning alone for a while without Kang Mo’s knowledge. Then at the dimly dawning morning, she had to face her dubious self ridiculously stuck tightly to Kang Mo in her sleep.
Shocked by her own misdeeds that continued the next day and the day after that, she had to worry about Kang Mo finding out about her terrible sleeping habits.
No matter how much Kang Mo had begun to look like a man, she still could not even imagine mixing bodies with him. Just picturing it made her feel like she was committing an immoral act. She wondered if such a day would ever come, but she was not yet mentally prepared.
Seo Hee was worried about the night that would come again. She had somehow gotten through the past three days well, but it seemed only a matter of time before Kang Mo discovered her sleeping habits.
When on earth can we move into that studio apartment?
Seo Hee, who had been pacing aimlessly by the living room window, went to the living room table and picked up her cell phone. She pressed firmly on the number at the very top of her recent records, suppressing her impatience.
― Daughter.
“Mom. Is it okay to talk now?”
― Yes. It’s fine. I was just about to go out on an errand. Why?
“I was wondering if there was still no contact from that studio apartment.”
― Ah, speaking of which, they contacted me early this morning. They said it doesn’t seem to be a problem with the upstairs unit at all. When they checked the exterior wall, cracks were found. They said it seems the rain poured in through the exterior wall cracks and leaked onto the ceiling, but there’s no way to confirm it right away. They can only accurately judge when it rains. So they asked to wait a little longer.
“What, so we have to wait until it rains?”
― Yes. There’s nothing we can do. They’re asking so earnestly to wait just a little longer, and we can’t easily terminate the contract after the intermediate payment has been made. They said they’ll sufficiently compensate for the delayed move-in.
“Hah…”
― Why, is it uncomfortable staying there? I told you to just come back home.
“No. It’s not uncomfortable. I was just asking out of curiosity. Just curiosity.”
― Come home anytime if it’s uncomfortable. Okay?
“Got it. I will. Go on in now.”
After exchanging goodbyes with her mom and hanging up, Seo Hee immediately went to the window and looked at the sky. It was a picture-perfect, dazzlingly clear and clean sky. Seeing the clear sky without a single cloud, let alone rain, a sigh automatically escaped.
“Why is the weather so good today of all days? It’s the first time I’ve been waiting for rain.”
Seo Hee, who used to dislike rainy days because of the unique muggy feeling brought by rain, hoped for the rain to come quickly this time.
She also wanted to ask Kang Mo how the villa issue was progressing, but she couldn’t readily ask because it was equivalent to blatantly saying when are you leaving. After all, the guest in this house was herself, not Kang Mo.
[This is the timeline separator]Kang Mo leaned his back against the sofa in the office with his tired eyes closed, skipping lunch. He originally had insomnia, but the symptoms had worsened these days.
In the first place, it was nonsensical to try to sleep next to Seo Hee. Just looking at her or brushing her fingertips spread heat, and the body’s honest reaction to the rising excitement was immediate, so there was no way he could peacefully fall asleep next to her.
And that wasn’t all. His heart pounded just being next to Seo Hee, and on top of that, he greedily held her tightly and didn’t let go as she tossed and turned in her sleep and nestled into his arms.
It was like choosing physical hardship for himself, so forget about sound sleep, he would be lucky to get a light nap.
Exhausted from the accumulated fatigue of several days, Kang Mo let out a sigh, and a faint smile suddenly flashed across his lips. It was because he suddenly remembered the mumbling words Seo Hee, who had woken up first in the morning, blurted out in a whisper as if in a panic.
‘Gasp… I must be a pervert. What do I do?’
Seo Hee probably thought Kang Mo was still sleeping, but in fact, Kang Mo was awake every morning. Even with his mind hazy from drifting in and out of light sleep throughout the night, he keenly felt the sensation of Seo Hee slipping out of his arms.
When her delicate body slowly moved away, he wanted to grab her and hold her again right away, but greed was forbidden. He couldn’t risk being kicked out of the hard-earned spot next to her due to rash actions.
So when he lay there pretending not to be awake, occasional soft sighs would leak out from her.
‘Hah… Did I pounce on him? What do I do?’
‘Gasp. Again? What do I do? I must be crazy.’
It was more than once or twice that he almost burst out laughing at the sound of her reproaching herself, even calling herself a pervert. How can her actions be so cute?
Kang Mo was not without the cowardly thought of using this opportunity in reverse, but his pride would not allow it. After all, nestling into his arms while tossing and turning in her sleep was unconscious, wasn’t it?
Kang Mo wanted Seo Hee to want him too, even if not as much as he wanted her, but to approach him of her own volition.
Damn, will such a day ever come?
Thinking of Seo Hee, who was so dense that she didn’t know a man’s heart at all, a long sigh automatically spilled out.
This must be what it feels like to cultivate the Way.
“Ha, damn it.”
The moment the curse he had been careful to hold back because of Seo Hee slipped out, a careful knocking sound was heard.
It must be Seung Ho, of course.
On days when Kang Mo’s insomnia was a bit severe, he would sometimes skip lunch and take a break, so Seung Ho, worried that it would disturb his rest, would knock softly like that, as if it could be barely heard.
“Yes.”
At the short answer indicating that he was awake, the office door swung open.
“Executive Director.”
Kang Mo opened his closed eyes, saw Seung Ho approaching the sofa, and grinned. Seung Ho had a paper bag with a restaurant logo printed on it in one hand.
“I said I’m not hungry because I ate a lot in the morning.”
“Breakfast is breakfast. You have back-to-back meetings and conferences in the afternoon, so you should eat at least a little. Otherwise, you’ll lose energy later. These days, Executive Director, you seem to eat a Korean-style breakfast well, so I prepared something different for lunch. I brought packaged risotto, is that okay?”
“Yeah. The seafood risotto at that restaurant was pretty good.”
Seung Ho, who was busy taking out the containers on the table, smiled brightly and opened the lid of the container.
“I happened to bring seafood risotto.”
Kang Mo nodded, looking at the seafood risotto based on tomato sauce. Seeing the appetizing risotto with abalone, clams, mussels in their shells, and large shrimp, his nonexistent appetite arose.
“As expected, Han Seung Ho, you have a good sense despite your appearance. There’s a reward for being together for a long time.”
Kang Mo was getting a little comfort from his clumsy male secretary for his heart that couldn’t get comfort from the dense Seo Hee.
Hah… how nice would it be if Baek Seo Hee cared for me and understood my heart as much as Seung Ho does?
Kang Mo did not know that Seo Hee was also going through a confusing and complicated tunnel of the heart just as much as he was.
He had no way of knowing that his long-cherished wish would reach the heavens that very night, so he just kept sighing.
[This is the timeline separator]After finishing dinner, Seo Hee was sitting on the living room sofa, continuing a call with a senior who had been proposing employment since before the holiday.
“Yes, senior. I’ll take the interview. Contact me when the date is set.”
― You can’t say otherwise later. You’re really doing it.
“First, let’s talk after the interview. What if I fall flat on my face because I can’t pass the interview? How can I face you out of embarrassment?”
― You’re worrying about all sorts of things. You really thought it through well. You won’t regret it. Our company is…
While letting her senior’s words, which hardly ended, flow through her ears, all of Seo Hee’s attention was focused on Kang Mo sitting next to her.
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.”