Honestly, she didn’t completely hate Gyeom’s obsession. It just felt a bit excessive sometimes. Because he really wouldn’t let her do anything. 

Sometimes he even seemed concerned about her going to work. He kept interrogating her about how many male employees were among her colleagues.

It was a perfectly reasonable suspicion—that Gyeom had probably pulled strings to get Juhyung transferred to a regional office.

Of course, Assistant Manager Hwang had said it was a promotion. He’d said Juhyung had voluntarily gone down after being offered incomparably better conditions.

“You’re here?”

“Have you been well?”

“What are you asking when you call to check in practically every day? Just take her and go.”

Hyunseo looked up and froze. Gyeom’s expression looking down at her was considerably fierce.

Her crime was clear. Knowing he hated nothing more than her not answering his calls, Hyunseo could only regret pressing the reject button earlier. As she remained motionless, Gyeom approached closer.

“Did you drink?”

“…No.”

“That’s a relief. I was going to get angry if you had.”

“She can’t even drink with me?”

“Not when I’m not there. Hyunseo gets excessively cute when she drinks.”

At Gyeom’s matter-of-fact answer about how he couldn’t miss that sight, Hyungja let out a hollow laugh. Embarrassed, Hyunseo hurriedly stood up. It was Gyeom’s job to pick up her bag from the chair.

As Gyeom bowed saying they’d be going now, Hyungja waved her hand telling them to hurry and leave.

After putting Hyunseo in the passenger seat and even fastening her seatbelt himself, Gyeom got in the driver’s seat. Hyunseo, who’d withdrawn her gaze from Hyungja in the side mirror as they moved away, carefully looked back at Gyeom.

“Did the meeting go well?”

“It was a disaster.”

“What…?”

“I couldn’t concentrate. Someone kept distracting me.”

When he’d said the workshop was absolutely out of the question, Hyunseo had hung up making her displeasure obvious. And then she hadn’t even answered—realizing her crime anew, she quietly bit her lip.

Gyeom turned the steering wheel. Unlike his stiff expression, she could feel him driving carefully and smoothly, concerned about whether her body was being jostled. Inside the car rapidly changing lanes and moving forward, he spoke quietly.

“Please, no matter how angry you are, answer the phone.”

“I wasn’t angry.”

“Then you were sulking?”

“…No.”

“Do you want to go to the workshop that badly?”

Hyunseo didn’t answer. Though she’d said no with words, it was no different from openly declaring she was sulking.

Gyeom let out a quiet sigh. Instead of saying anything more, he increased speed and soon stopped the car in front of the house. As soon as they entered through the front door, he roughly devoured Hyunseo’s lips.

“Mmph…!”

Hyunseo squeezed her eyes shut. The tongue invading intensely from the start was unbearably hot.

He sucked mercilessly. Her upper and lower lips were sucked so hard they swelled. Sometimes Gyeom got angry like this. He truly pursued endlessly. Roughly, so she couldn’t think of anything else.

“Hah, wait…”

The sticky tongue pushed in so deep it touched her throat. As it wrapped around and pulled like it would rip out the root of her tongue several times, she gave up trying to push him away and kissed Gyeom.

The mucous membranes inside her mouth were sucked countless times. He was desperate. 

The tongue constantly thrusting in, the hand kneading her br*asts, the body embracing her so she couldn’t escape—all of it was only impatient.

After biting and sucking for a long while, he called to her with their lips still touching.

“Do Hyunseo.”

“Yes…?”

“Are you going to not answer the phone again?”

He asked. Asking if she’d drive him crazy like that. Saying when she did that, he couldn’t do anything. Saying it had been h*ll holding back from throwing everything away and running to her right away. That he really went crazy.

“I’m sorry…”

“Answer me.”

“I won’t do it again. I’ll definitely answer.”

“Should we have a glass of wine?”

Actually, Hyunseo had been wanting to drink for a while. Gyeom, who couldn’t not know this about her, suggested it, and she readily nodded.

After finishing the kiss with a light peck, he led her to the bar set up in one corner of the kitchen. Under the soft lighting, a drinking session for just the two of them was quickly arranged.

“If you want to go to the workshop, go.”

“Really?”

“But I’ll be attending too, so just know that.”

Around the time they’d had a couple glasses of deeply fragrant wine, Gyeom brought it up. Hyunseo frowned.

“What’s the point of that?”

“You don’t like it?”

“Everyone will obviously be uncomfortable. What Executive Director comes to a department workshop?”

“I’m not just an Executive Director, I’m employee Do Hyunseo’s boyfriend.”

“That’s even weirder, you know?”

“Can’t help it, you need to be a little pretty.”

A crack appeared in Gyeom’s brow as he gazed at Hyunseo. His expression had become unrecognizably serious, making it impossible to dare blame what she’d just heard. After being dazed for a moment, Hyunseo hurriedly moved her lips.

“Don’t you trust me?”

“I trust you, but I don’t trust the other guys.”

“Guys—they’re just company people.”

“Would you like it if I drank with female employees from the secretary’s office?”

“…What?”

“You think I don’t know you’ll have a drinking party all night at the workshop? Can you get out of it there? Can our good Do Hyunseo really refuse drinks poured by senior staff?”

“I absolutely won’t drink enough to get drunk.”

“I don’t want even one glass. I hate to death the thought of you drinking with other guys. Not even one glass.”

Gyeom twisted his lips, saying he hated the drinking session itself. The sighs that kept coming were quite heavy.

Hyunseo understood right away what he meant. He must be bothered by every possible scenario involving alcohol. Hyunseo felt the same. Just imagining Gyeom attending a drinking session with female employees present was unpleasant.

Like he said, it wasn’t really a matter of trusting the other person or not. It was the other variables that were the problem. However.

“Are you anxious? That my feelings might change…?”

At the careful question, Gyeom reached out like he’d been waiting. The hand cupping her cheek was tender.

“Because you’re excessively pretty.”

“What’s so pretty about me?”

“Everything. From your hair to your toes, every single thing is pretty. You’re so pretty that my heart can’t take it every time I see you. I like you so much just thinking about you takes my breath away.”

“…Still?”

“What do you mean still, I’ll be like this for life. It seems to be getting worse, so honestly it’s quite hard.”

“I only have you too, Executive Director, no, Gyeom. You know that.”

Gyeom’s anxiety puzzled Hyunseo inwardly. Because how could it even be possible to have other feelings when she had this man who was amazing and excellent in every way? 

You’d have to be crazy.

Like Hyungja said, was it really an illness? Hyunseo thought. Maybe the person who was really hooked wasn’t her but Gyeom. She was simply pleased that he had an incurable disease that couldn’t escape from her.

“Really only me?”

“Of course.”

“I should check that.”

Gyeom slowly lowered his body. Flustered, Hyunseo couldn’t stop him from suddenly pulling down her lower garments.

Entering between her spread thighs, he looked up at her and gently curled his lips. At the seductive smile that made her heart lurch hugely the moment she saw it, she hastily opened her mouth.

“You can’t.”

“Why.”

“I haven’t washed yet…”

“I told you, that makes me crazier.”

“Ah…!”

He devoured her v*lva without hesitation. Perched on the edge of the chair, she threw her head back. The feeling of his tongue entering through the split gap was so vivid she couldn’t hold back her moans.

She tried to push him away. She definitely thought that, yet her hands only gripped his shoulders tightly. He sucked her v*lva, which didn’t know what to do, with strong force. His lips rubbed messily.

“I’ve been wanting to suck this.”

“Haah…”

“I love it so much. I want to keep doing this.”

He took a deep breath. She trembled at the rough breathing that swallowed even the accumulated scent without leaving anything behind. The tongue that burrowed into her vaginal opening flicked intensely. Sucking hard in that state was maddening.

He sucked her without rest. He licked the narrow entrance and closed flesh truly persistently. 

Hot breath constantly heated her thoroughly wet v*lva. He took her hardened cl*toris in his mouth.

“Ahh…!”

Her lower abdomen tightened crazily. Holding onto him as he sucked more and more boldly, she moaned.

She was slowly reaching her limit. At the continued dizzying stimulation, even her vision soon became hazy.

She thought she really couldn’t take anymore, but he didn’t stop. Rather, at the intensified tongue movements, her waist jerked naturally.

He sucked and sucked again. He sucked her fiercely like someone determined. Even the love juices that gushed out, he didn’t miss and sucked them down. Even after a long while, the tongue’s movement showed no sign of stopping.

Three times, no, four or five times. Having consecutively experienced climaxes that numbered roughly that much by her count, she barely blinked with her limp body.

She could tell from his expression that this wasn’t the end but the beginning. He lifted her with careful hands.

“Ah…!”

“Does it hurt?”

“Yeah, ngh…!”

“Sorry, I’m very excited.”

Going to the bed and immediately thrusting in, he first delivered words of apology. It was a useless apology anyway.

Because he wouldn’t stop. Hyunseo knew that too. He’d say sorry while making her cry plenty again. He’d thrust, prod, and tear her up completely. Yet the reason she didn’t dislike it was probably…

“I love you.”

“Haah…!”

“I love you, Hyunseo. I like you so much I can’t stand it.”

“Hngh! Ngh, me too… Gyeom, I love you, ah…”

“Ha, I’m really going crazy…”

Gyeom couldn’t hold back anymore and took Hyunseo’s lips as she struggled to confess her love. The tongue that pushed deep inside wrapped around her tongue and sucked hotly. The messy thrusting of his hips didn’t stop even for an instant.

It was rough. Fierce and even violent. The penetrated junction was painful to the point of stinging.

His p*nis filling the narrow inner walls was like a weapon. It was so thick and huge she couldn’t help but be scared.

Yet she came to want it. To keep being violated. Deeper, harder, just roughly.

“Hngh…! Mmph…”

Swallowing even her moans, Gyeom continued to thrust his thing into her with wet slaps! Like always, losing reason was a matter of moments. The intense thrusting continued endlessly.

He didn’t want to hurt her. Yet he couldn’t hold back at all. 

The more he held her, the more desperate and heated his heart became. Even though she was clearly confined entirely in his arms, he was anxious and couldn’t stand it.

He couldn’t even imagine getting tired of her.

The initial resolution to make her unable to live without him had long become meaningless. 

Gyeom had realized long ago. That a life without Hyunseo was one he himself couldn’t continue.

So he had no choice but to cling. He’d been continuously anxious. Because he liked this small, pretty woman too much.

Because somehow there was no end. Because his head, his heart, everything was only this woman. To the point of going crazy.

“I love you.”

“Me too…”

“Thank you. For being by my side.”

After releasing fully, Gyeom held Hyunseo in his arms and delivered sweet words of confession. Their chests, clearly bearing the afterglow of intense relations, rose and fell hugely while touching.

A large hand gently swept through her hair. When their eyes met, watching him habitually declare his love again, she lowered the corners of her eyes. 

Falling for her simply pretty smile once more, he buried his lips at the corners of her eyes. The ticklish kisses showed no sign of stopping.

“This weekend.”

“Hm?”

“Should we visit the ossuary, to see them both?”

The hand gently caressing her back stopped very briefly then continued again. A pleasant low voice wrapped around her ear.

“What about the workshop?”

“I wasn’t going to go anyway.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, so instead let’s go visit them both.”

When Hyunseo asked if that was okay, Gyeom answered let’s do that.

Soon he climbed on top and gazed intently into her eyes. And then he looked for a long while. Like he found it fascinating, like he found her pretty to death.

She didn’t avoid the approaching gaze. That she was positioned fully in those pitch-black pupils was endlessly fascinating to her as well.

He stole a long kiss from her lips as she smiled with an overflowing heart.

Gyeom’s birth mother had ultimately passed away last month. The hospital said she’d held on for a long time, and Gyeom didn’t particularly show signs of sadness either. However, Hyunseo instinctively knew he’d feel empty.

She anticipated that he’d hurt for a while, like she’d suffered in late winter when her mother left, so she comforted him more diligently. Enshrining her together with Gangseok had also been Hyunseo’s idea. Because he wouldn’t be able to bring himself to visit alone.

She just wanted to tell him. That she was here now. That this season going forward wouldn’t only be painful.

Because I’ve already become that way. Because I met you and got all better, so I hope you do too.

“You know…”

“Yeah, Hyunseo.”

“I think I know what happiness is…”

Toward Gyeom digging deep inside again, Hyunseo spoke in a whisper. She didn’t bother saying thank you for making her happy. Because he’d know without her saying it. Because the person who makes me happy is only you.

“I’ll make you even happier.”

“What…?”

“More than now, much more, plenty happy. I’ll definitely do that, Hyunseo.”

“Haah, Gyeom…”

“I love you. And thank you, for making me happy too.”

With those sweet words at the end, the colliding lips were sweet as expected. So sweet she felt like crying.

Hyunseo closed her eyes. She embraced Gyeom’s neck like clinging as he thrust in harder.

Ignoring her throbbing heart, she entangled her tongue more busily. Her heart swelled even more than her hotly heated body.

Sometimes she was scared. It was true that whenever she recognized this excessive happiness, she wondered if she was really allowed to enjoy it.

Gyeom readily told her she didn’t need to do that. Like now, fervently.

At this rate, it seemed possible. That thing she’d always waved off saying she wasn’t confident, yet that Gyeom had been mentioning quite often lately—marriage. 

Wouldn’t it work? Soon. Yes, someday not too late.

Hyunseo thought repeatedly. That she was truly fortunate to have met you.

He penetrated like responding to her wish that earnestly hoped this love would never end for eternity. Deeply, truly endlessly.

fin.