Who is he?
Sick, fragile, protected. Those are just some of the words that describe him. Join this couple in some sweet moments through their relationship as the story slowly unravels who he is.
Each chapter is under 200 words.
At the end of the bo...
He still didn't move. She checked to see if he was still breathing and he was. She sighed in relief. She set the soup on his night table and went to the bathroom to get a wet towel. She came back in his room and dabbed it lightly on his forehead. He lightly stirred and rolled over, facing her.
"Wake up jagi. I made some soup." she whispered.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked into her eyes. His dark brown eyes sent shivers down her spine. She quickly looked away and picked up the bowl of soup. He slowly sat up against the wall and closed his eyes again. But he did open his mouth for her to put the soup in.
She giggled and blew the spoon of hot soup. When it was cool enough she slowly poured it into his mouth and he swallowed it.
"Can I kiss you, jagi?" he asked, opening his eyes to look at her.
"No! You're sick!" she replied.
He sighed and closed his eyes again. She thought about it and saw the sadness on his face.
"May I?" she asked.
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