Jiho stood up with Isu in his arms.
Isu, nestled in Jiho’s arms like a child, was incredibly lovely.
The short distance to the bedroom felt too short.
With that sentiment, Jiho pulled Isu tightly towards him with strength.
Isu willingly nestled against Jiho’s neck, leaning his face on Jiho’s shoulder.
Surprisingly, there was a sense of stability to the point that the thought of floating in the air never crossed their minds.
“Isn’t it heavy?”
Isu asked with concern, not asking Jiho to put him down.
Naturally, Jiho wanted to hear that it’s okay, even if he knew it would be heavy.
Instead of answering, Jiho lightly kissed Isu’s forehead.
“If it’s heavy, you can put me down. I can walk.”
“It’s okay.”
The sound of slipper removal was unusually slow, as if the vibration was barely felt.
Jiho’s movements were slow, almost to the point where it felt like the living room was far from the bedroom.
Just as they were wondering if the bedroom was really this far, the bedroom door opened.
Now feeling the need to descend from the warm and cozy embrace, Isu felt a sense of regret.
As if sensing that sentiment, Jiho, still holding Isu, sat on the bed.
“Thank you.”
Isu, sitting on Jiho’s thigh, hugged him tightly and said, “Won’t you let go? Can we stay like this?”
A sweet voice, mixed with a faint laughter, echoed softly in the bedroom.
On this day, the voice was even sweeter, and it seemed as if it could melt one’s eardrums.
“Just for a moment.”
Like a child, Isu nestled into Jiho’s embrace.
Unaware of how stimulating his actions were to Jiho, Isu clung to him without leaving any gaps.
‘I didn’t expect this to happen… I didn’t want to come.’
The strong desire not to let go surged up.
Was it because of the alcohol? Thinking about it, it wasn’t just because of that.
Although he expressed himself more actively because he was drunk, he felt the same way even if he wasn’t.
Jiho stroked Isu’s back with his large hands.
Looking at Isu, who was embraced all over, Jiho was barely suppressing a dizzying feeling.
It felt like being on a stage, waiting for his turn.
‘What should I do if you’re like this…’
Trying to cool down the boiling heat by taking a deep breath, Jiho found his head even more dizzy due to Isu’s fragrant scent.
After a while, Isu’s arms slowly loosened.
“Are you going to lie down now?”
“Yeah. Your leg might hurt.”
As he confidently promised, Jiho couldn’t feel his leg hurting because he was focused on gathering his thoughts.
“It doesn’t hurt, but I’ll lie down comfortably now.”
Jiho gently lifted Isu and sat him on the bed.
Hesitatingly going to slip under the blanket, Isu suddenly lit up as if he had suddenly woken up.
Even though it was only a few minutes.
“Let’s go.”
Standing side by side in the bathroom, brushing their teeth, the reflection in the mirror looked charming.
With a mouth full of toothpaste foam, Isu looked into the mirror, feeling strangely ticklish in her heart. The sensation of sharing an exceptionally modest, everyday life with nothing special was very peculiar.
“Refreshing, isn’t it?”
Having wiped her wet lips clean with a towel, Isu smiled at Jiho. Witnessing Isu’s bright smile, Jiho also grinned, nodding his head. The pouring drowsiness momentarily blurred into a refreshing feeling, but now it was truly time to sleep.
‘What should I do about this awkward atmosphere?’
Isu, stealthily crawling into bed, slipped under the blanket. Lying in a fetal position, she pulled the blanket up to her neck. Jiho, who was watching quietly from the side, turned off the lamp on the bedside table.
The bedroom, now only illuminated by the living room light seeping through the gap in the door, immediately darkened.
“Alright. Sleep well, and see you tomorrow morning.”
Bending down and stroking Isu’s hair, Jiho politely bid farewell.
“I’ll sleep in the next room. Don’t worry, and sleep well.”
As if to reassure her, Jiho flashed a smile.
“Yeah.”
Letting go and straightening up, Jiho’s finger was timidly caught by Isu.
It was an unconscious act, reaching out because she didn’t want Jiho to leave.
Jiho leaving the room felt regrettable, so without realizing it, I reached out my arm.
“Why?”
Isu held onto Jiho, but her eyes flickered like a shy, speechless child. She wanted to say something, but in this situation, she couldn’t think of the right words.
‘Just stay a bit longer.’
Even though I thought about saying that, I couldn’t bring myself to speak and swallowed my words.
‘Asking you to stay by my side until I fall asleep, is that too selfish?’
Even though I only held Jiho’s hand, today, it felt strangely electric.
This much was fine.
Above Jiho’s right hand, which Isu was holding, Jiho’s left hand opened.
“Can’t sleep?”
“Yeah. After brushing my teeth, sleep escaped me.”
“…”
“I can sleep, but I don’t want to sleep alone. Can’t you stay here a bit longer?”
Against my will, I said those words.
Isu, a bit nervous, waited for Jiho’s reaction.
She hoped for a casual response, like Jiho usually gave.
“You… don’t want me to go?”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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