Wonwoo's Protection

19. Scars have friends

TW: Mentions of Scars. Also very young people, keep away!

Wonwoo placed his wife very gently on the bed as if she was about to disintegrate before his eyes. He made sure her head hit the fluffy pillows and sat down on the bed next to her. He then removed his glasses which he placed on the side table.

Inha's eyes followed all his movements from the corner of her eyes, seemingly shy to be exposed in front of him while wearing nothing but her underwear. He laid bare not just her physical self but all her insecurities along with the burn scars that were inflicted on her. Everything was laid open for him to see that night.

Soon their eyes met which made her blush even more, heat rising in her cheeks when she saw him without glasses looking intently at her. For some reason Wonwoo's eyes became even more foxy and intimidating without glasses and Inha gulped at that. Knowing that she was nervous, Wonwoo broke eye contact and looked down to look at her scars once more. In the moonlight, they looked even more prominent which pained him.

"When did the torture start?" He asked her in a soft voice as he swiped his thumb over the scars on her abdomen. It was futile to think that his fingers would somehow heal her but he hoped his action would bring about some sort of comfort to her, that she was seen for who she is and that Wonwoo had embraced her fully, with scars, trauma and pain.

The way his finger trailed over her stomach elicited an itch on her burn scars and Inha started to vigorously itch herself just like she does whenever the sensation arises. Wonwoo was alarmed by her actions. He thought she would scratch her skin or something with the way she was itching herself. He instinctively captured her hands and pinned them on either side of her body.

"Inha, don't do that. You are scaring me" he shrieked, still alarmed, tears forming in his eyes

"It itches!" she pleaded, tears forming in her eyes too, not because of the itch but because of the pitiful situation she was in at that moment in front of her husband. That he has seen her in her most vulnerable state and pitied herself for having those scars that itches incessantly even when they healed.

Wonwoo immediately dropped his head down and started kissing the scars on her abdomen once more, in an attempt to calm her. His licks and kisses were freverant this time around as he held her waist with a tight grasp as if she's going to break apart in his arms. He hoped his actions soothed the itch.

Inha's fingers found themselves tangled in his black locks as he soothed and comforted her. She started breathing heavily due to his actions as pleasure slowly started to build in between her legs. Wonwoo found her squirming with every touch of his and paused kissing her. Even though he wanted to continue, he didn't want to take advantage of her when she's in a vulnerable state, especially after he found out her secrets. Instead Wonwoo laid his head gently on her flat stomach, while still holding onto her waist.

"Thank you Wonwoo-ssi" she whispered, her breathing now back to normal. She was now playing with his hair wondering how she ended up in a situation where a man like Wonwoo didn't feel disgusted because of her body, but instead made her feel comfortable in her skin even while being exposed.

Wonwoo didn't creep her out like the other males she encountered in her life. Even after they started to live together he respected her personal space and didn't take advantage of his position as her husband. As theirs was not a contract marriage, if he wanted to, he could have jumped on her to consummate the marriage on their wedding night. But he didn't. The time and space he provided Inha gave her ample time to understand the male in front of her and to prepare herself mentally to trust him to bare herself in front of him as his wife. She was grateful for Wonwoo. She was grateful for the life he gave her under his wing. She was grateful for his family and friends and everything that came along with him as a package. Suddenly she felt something wet on her stomach. Wonwoo was shedding silent tears.