A Scandalous Pair | Kim Mingyu FF | Svt

Do-hee

The next day, as soon as I woke up, I saw Mingyu looking at me with a hint of admiration in his eyes. "Good morning," I said, smiling at him.

"Good morning, Sweets," he replied, his voice still rough with sleep. "Slept well?" I nodded at his question, not wanting to talk further. "Are you feeling okay?" he asked, his voice filled with concern. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

I smiled weakly, still feeling the aftereffects of the previous night. "No, no," I said, shaking my head. "I'm fine. Just a little sore, that's all." I shifted closer to him, laying my head on his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat was soothing, and I felt a sense of comfort in his embrace.

"I'm sorry I was so rough," he muttered, his voice laced with remorse. "I should have been more gentle with you."

I snuggled deeper into his arms, inhaling his familiar scent. "It's okay," I assured him, smiling softly. "I didn't mind. I liked it." I pulled back slightly, looking up at him. "And besides, I did ask you to give me everything."

"I guess you did," he said, his hands running up and down my back, tracing the smooth skin there. "But even still, I should have been more careful with you. I don't want to hurt you, Do-hee."

I closed my eyes, relishing the feeling of his hands on my skin. "You didn't hurt me," I said, reaching up to touch his face. "I promise. I'm just a little sore. But it's a good kind of sore, you know? Let me sleep some more. With you."

"I know you're tired, sweetheart, but we can't stay in bed all day," he said gently, running his fingers through my hair again. "We have to get up and get ready for breakfast."

I groaned, burying my face in his chest. "Noooo," I protested, holding onto him tightly. "I don't want to get up. I just want to stay here, with you, all day."

"I know, Do-hee, I know," he said, his fingers still playing with my hair. "But I can't let us just skip breakfast and stay in this room all day, much as I wish we could."

I pouted, still refusing to move. "Just a few more minutes," I pleaded, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. "Please?"

"All right, Do-hee, a few more minutes," he conceded, giving in to my pleas. "I'll go draw you a bath while you rest here for a bit longer." After a few minutes, he returned, saying, "All right, Do-hee. Time to take a shower now."

I whined at the thought of taking a shower. "But I don't wanna take a shower now. I just wanna sleep."

"I know you're tired, Do-hee," he said gently, stroking my hair. "But taking a hot shower will help you relax even more. It'll help with your soreness too."

I groaned, resisting the urge to whine like a child. "But I don't want to move," I protested, my voice muffled by the pillow. "I'm comfy here."

"Come on, Do-hee," he said, his tone firm yet gentle. "You need to get up. I've already drawn a bath for you. Trust me, it'll make you feel better." He handed me his shirt that had been tossed on the floor last night.

I took the shirt from him reluctantly, sitting up in bed. "Fine," I grumbled, slipping into the shirt. "But only because you drew a bath for me."

"Exactly," he said, grabbing my hand and gently tugging me out of bed. "Come on, the bath's getting cold."

After taking a shower, we both got dressed and went out to eat breakfast. After last night's incident, I wasn't sure about the exact dynamic of our relationship anymore. It was all too hazy. I couldn't help but feel a sense of uncertainty about us. Hyerin's words from the night before echoed in my head, casting a shadow over my thoughts. I couldn't shake the feeling of insecurity that had taken hold. I looked up at Mingyu across the table, studying his handsome face as he sipped his coffee. There was something about his presence that always seemed to soothe me, but today I found myself questioning everything.