Supplementary story
1. Treasure Hunting
“Today’s schedule is…” Muyeol questioned as he adjusted his necktie.
Yiyoung responded with a long yawn, “I’m going to sleep.”
It had been two days since their return from their honeymoon, and Yiyoung seemed more tired than usual.
“Will you be okay?” Shouldn’t you get a massage or do something?” Muyeol asked with concern.
Yiyoung smiled. “It’ll be fine if I sleep enough. But, are you really okay?”
“It was nothing for me. I adjusted quickly because I’m so used to business trips. And I’m healthy enough to handle it.”
“I’m jealous.”
Muyeol reached out to pull her toward him, and then patted her back. Yiyoung buried her face in his embrace, acting like a little girl. She was still in the honeymoon phase, her heart set aflutter just by the scent and warmth of his body.
“Oh no, this is a problem,” she muttered, as if talking to herself.
“Why?”
“I like you so much.”
“I like you a lot, too,” Muyeol whispered as he loudly kissed the top of her head, before lowering his head and meeting her lips. “I love you.”
Yiyoung’s lips curved up into a beautiful smile, and it made it tough for Muyeol to control his desire. He kissed her on the lips again, for longer this time. And when he had to part from her, he immediately met her lips again. Soon, his breaths grew harsh, and his tongue explored the inside of Yiyoung’s mouth, the muscle sneaking in between her lips.
With one hand laced in her hair and the other on her waist, Muyeol firmly pulled her against himself, and Yiyoung could feel his hard body. Having to pull away from the kiss again, the two were not satisfied.
“I shouldn’t have said that I would return to work. I should’ve rested more.” Muyeol spat out annoyingly as he lifted Yiyoung up and placed her on the vanity.
Yiyoung gently touched his face. “If you have time to complain, kiss me. You’re going to work anyway.”
Muyeol combed her messy hair with his hand and kissed her again. It was a passionate kiss, with all his desires poured into it.
Yiyoung’s heart began to race, and her body grew hot. Muyeol was kissing her so intensely that it almost crushed her mouth, her soft lips swelling up.
When they pulled away, their lips barely apart from each other’s, Yiyoung whispered, “This is a huge problem. How do you expect me to wait until tonight?”
Muyeol smiled and hugged her so tightly that she couldn’t breathe.
* * *
After Muyeol left for work, Yiyoung brewed some coffee for herself and sipped it. She was exhausted, partially because of the jet lag. She’d always felt that she only got enough rest after a deep sleep at night. Her body just worked that way.
She needed to cut down on the naps during the day, but she couldn’t control herself well. Though the naps allowed the night to stretch on, and she liked making love with Muyeol, it left her more tired than usual.
So Yiyoung was determined to not nap today. She would endure it until Muyeol returned by trying all sorts of ways to stay up. She would passionately make love with him until it felt like her body would melt, and only then would she go to sleep.
‘Okay. I have to stay awake. I shouldn’t fall asleep,’ she thought, determined to stay awake even if it involved drinking an endless amount of coffee.
An hour later, Yiyoung found herself searching the house for something interesting to do. Reading a book would instantly make her fall asleep, and even if she watched TV, she would probably pass out on the couch. She considered going outside, but decided she didn’t want to go to the mall without wanting to buy anything specific. The movie theatre, she didn’t even think about, she knew she would be asleep for its entire duration.
“I have to endure no matter what…” she muttered to herself.
Yiyoung wondered if she could draw or practice belly dancing. But as she kept thinking, an idea popped up in her mind. “That’s right! There is one option!”
Muyeol’s diary… She’d wanted to find it before. And this was the perfect chance for her to do so.
Her sleep-laden eyes jerked wide open as her mind became clearer. “Where should I start looking?”
Her attention turned to his study. She remembered how in school, he’d hid his diary inside his locker and locked it. There was a good chance that Muyeol had hid his diary in his private place, and probably put a lock to keep it safe, too.
Yiyoung padded along, seemingly enjoying the treasure hunt as she found herself unable to hold back the giggles at the thought of reading his diary.
Supplementary story
1. Treasure Hunting
“Today’s schedule is…” Muyeol questioned as he adjusted his necktie.
Yiyoung responded with a long yawn, “I’m going to sleep.”
It had been two days since their return from their honeymoon, and Yiyoung seemed more tired than usual.
“Will you be okay?” Shouldn’t you get a massage or do something?” Muyeol asked with concern.
Yiyoung smiled. “It’ll be fine if I sleep enough. But, are you really okay?”
“It was nothing for me. I adjusted quickly because I’m so used to business trips. And I’m healthy enough to handle it.”
“I’m jealous.”
Muyeol reached out to pull her toward him, and then patted her back. Yiyoung buried her face in his embrace, acting like a little girl. She was still in the honeymoon phase, her heart set aflutter just by the scent and warmth of his body.
“Oh no, this is a problem,” she muttered, as if talking to herself.
“Why?”
“I like you so much.”
“I like you a lot, too,” Muyeol whispered as he loudly kissed the top of her head, before lowering his head and meeting her lips. “I love you.”
Yiyoung’s lips curved up into a beautiful smile, and it made it tough for Muyeol to control his desire. He kissed her on the lips again, for longer this time. And when he had to part from her, he immediately met her lips again. Soon, his breaths grew harsh, and his tongue explored the inside of Yiyoung’s mouth, the muscle sneaking in between her lips.
With one hand laced in her hair and the other on her waist, Muyeol firmly pulled her against himself, and Yiyoung could feel his hard body. Having to pull away from the kiss again, the two were not satisfied.
“I shouldn’t have said that I would return to work. I should’ve rested more.” Muyeol spat out annoyingly as he lifted Yiyoung up and placed her on the vanity.
Yiyoung gently touched his face. “If you have time to complain, kiss me. You’re going to work anyway.”
Muyeol combed her messy hair with his hand and kissed her again. It was a passionate kiss, with all his desires poured into it.
Yiyoung’s heart began to race, and her body grew hot. Muyeol was kissing her so intensely that it almost crushed her mouth, her soft lips swelling up.
When they pulled away, their lips barely apart from each other’s, Yiyoung whispered, “This is a huge problem. How do you expect me to wait until tonight?”
Muyeol smiled and hugged her so tightly that she couldn’t breathe.
* * *
After Muyeol left for work, Yiyoung brewed some coffee for herself and sipped it. She was exhausted, partially because of the jet lag. She’d always felt that she only got enough rest after a deep sleep at night. Her body just worked that way.
She needed to cut down on the naps during the day, but she couldn’t control herself well. Though the naps allowed the night to stretch on, and she liked making love with Muyeol, it left her more tired than usual.
So Yiyoung was determined to not nap today. She would endure it until Muyeol returned by trying all sorts of ways to stay up. She would passionately make love with him until it felt like her body would melt, and only then would she go to sleep.
‘Okay. I have to stay awake. I shouldn’t fall asleep,’ she thought, determined to stay awake even if it involved drinking an endless amount of coffee.
An hour later, Yiyoung found herself searching the house for something interesting to do. Reading a book would instantly make her fall asleep, and even if she watched TV, she would probably pass out on the couch. She considered going outside, but decided she didn’t want to go to the mall without wanting to buy anything specific. The movie theatre, she didn’t even think about, she knew she would be asleep for its entire duration.
“I have to endure no matter what…” she muttered to herself.
Yiyoung wondered if she could draw or practice belly dancing. But as she kept thinking, an idea popped up in her mind. “That’s right! There is one option!”
Muyeol’s diary… She’d wanted to find it before. And this was the perfect chance for her to do so.
Her sleep-laden eyes jerked wide open as her mind became clearer. “Where should I start looking?”
Her attention turned to his study. She remembered how in school, he’d hid his diary inside his locker and locked it. There was a good chance that Muyeol had hid his diary in his private place, and probably put a lock to keep it safe, too.
Yiyoung padded along, seemingly enjoying the treasure hunt as she found herself unable to hold back the giggles at the thought of reading his diary.
