Princess | Kim Jiwoong

Chapter 8 : My Husband

Hana felt something on her hair, as she was slowly drifting back into conciousland.
  Still wanting to savour her sleep, she rolled over to the other side.
" Wait, someone's stroking my hair."
She jolted her eyes open.

Squanting her eyes due to the sudden sunlight, she saw the blurry outline of a person's upper body sitting next to her.
  Slightly getting up, she tilted her head upwards, trying to get a look on that person's face.

" Fuck, I'm seeing this dude in my dreams too." She plopped her head back to the pillow after peeking at the male's face.

She felt the stroking on her head stop.
" Get up, princess." The husky morning voice of the male made her stomach twist and turn.

His hands slightly brushed with her cheeks as he pushed back her bangs.

" It's okay, just keep closing your eyes, and then the dream will eventually change. " She muttered to herself, irritated that her mind was producing such dreams, atleast that's what she thought.

she felt the presence of something right above her face.
  " It's 2 pm, you need to eat something. " These words told in a whisperish voice gave her goosebumps all over her body.

She rolled over again, this time she was facing the ceiling.

Frustrated that the dream was still going on, she opened her eyes and stared back into the pair of eyes in front of her.

" Why does my brain remember every detail of this guy's face so vividly." She said breaking off the eye-contact.
  Lowering her gaze, she now studied his lips.

  His slightly parted lips and the slightest trembling in his lips made it even harder for her to resist them.

She reached out her hands cupping Jiwoong's face.

"Gosh, I hate myself " She mouthed as she leaned forward.

Jiwoong could hear the thudding noise of his own heart's beating. He felt the blood flushing up in his cheeks more and more as the gap between them was closing by each millimetres.

  He closed his eyes. While he expected to meet her lips any second, a shy smile crept into his face.

Suddenly, a ringtone sound startled Hana.

A slap landed hard on Jiwoong's right cheek.

  Hana's hit herself on her head after she realized her actions.

"I'm so sorry. So so so so soooo sorry" She panicked hearing jiwoong whining in pain.

Despite the current awkward scene she was in, She was shocked atk how fresh and relaxed she felt. She wasn't able to sleep this deeply and soundly in a long while.

  " So this is what I get for bringing you Breakfast in bed?" He jokingly said holding on to his cheek that just got 5 long fingers printed on it.

She looked over to the bedside table, a tray with food was really there.

" ITS 2 PM?! My alarm didn't go off?  " She shouted out after seeing the clock next to the tray.

" Calm down. I turned off your alarm. And... Remember it's the day after our wedding? there are no schedules." He got up from the bed and passed her the glass of water.

The memories of last night where she was bawling-sobbing in Jiwoong's embrace flooded back to her. She had exposed her most vulnerable state to him.

" Get ready, We're going on a date."