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Chapter 1
Making his way to the washroom, Jeongwon walks with his arms stretched far in front of him, fingers all apart from each other, to prevent the paint colors on his hands from sticking on his clothes and making more mess.
He was having an art session with Uju in his apartment a while ago. The kid was left in Jeongwon's care as Ikjun is in Barcelona for the weekend for another conference, and Uju's usual nanny, unfortunately, got a flu, and found herself unable to take care of the little kiddo.
Being the best uncle that Jeongwon is, he volunteered to take care of Uju, seeing that he got the weekend off. If ever an emergency comes up at the hospital, he can just always ask for Mama Rosa's help, in which his mom will be eager to do so; Especially now that his mom has been longing for a grandchild to baby, and is endlessly nagging him to make one already.
The two boys were enjoying painting the animals they molded from clay until Uju showed signs of sleepiness. Jeongwon glanced at the clock seeing that it's already 10 o'clock in the evening. With that, Jeongwon momentarily abandoned their materials in the living room. He got Uju cleaned up, put him in pyjamas, and put the toddler to sleep.
When he finally succeeded in lulling the boy, he decided to clear the mess they made. To his horror, he accidentally mishandled one of the paints and spilled its contents on his hands and the floor, explaining his current predicament. Thank goodness that the paint is washable.
Before he even gets to his washroom, the sound of the apartment's passcode being tapped came. He turned around just in time for the door to open and reveal his muse and girlfriend, Dr. Jang Gyeoul.
"Oh, Gyeoul-ah, you're here. How did the operation go?"
"Oppaaaa" a long, and tired voice comes out of Gyeoul as she approaches Jeongwon with open arms, and pulls him into a hug.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he asks with a worried tone, pampering himself in his lover's embrace, while making sure his paint-stained hands get nowhere near Gyeoul.
Gyeoul looks up at him, smiles, and gives a much brighter reply as she sinks deeper into his boyfriend's chest.
"Ah nothing, oppa. Also, the operation went very well. I just felt exhausted for today and I missed you, that's all."
Jeongwon lets out a breath of relief and smiles. Seeing as he can't hug her back properly, he lowers his chin on her shoulder, to feel her more. He seems to be unsatisfied with the position so he shifted his head, as he closed his eyes, and found his way to the nook of Gyeoul's neck.
The two stayed together like that as they feel very much comfortable with each other, or so Gyeoul thought. Little did she know that her lover has been agonizing about something while deep in their embrace.
'How can this be? She still smells so good after a long day of work. She smells of fresh powder mixed with floral tinge of jasmine and roses. It's like her scent is of innocence, yet at the same time it is delectable. YAAAAH AHN JEONG WON! What kind of thoughts are you thinking right now?!'
Even after chastising himself, he proceeds to indulge more into Gyeoul's scent, burying his head until his nose grazes her skin. His breath hitched. It is as if all thoughts ran loose during this moment as Jeongwon's heartbeat and breath quickened their paces. He slowly inches closer in chances of pressing his lips on her skin.
However, Gyeoul decided to choose that moment to pull out of their hug and take in the mess that is Jeongwon's living room.
"Oppa, what happened here?"
Jeongwon, though a bit disappointed, accommodated his girlfriend's question. And not long after, thought of a fun way to have his revenge for holding their moment off a while ago.
"Ah, Uju and I had an enjoying art session, and I accidentally tipped the paint off. So I'm thinking…", he said with a mischievous hint on his lips.
"What?", she asked suspiciously
"If you would also like to have fun with me?", he gleefully countered while putting his hands on Gyeoul's cheeks, transferring some of the paint into her, smudging some on her neck.
"Ya! Jeongwon-Oppaaa!!!" Gyeoul pouted and scooped some of the spilt paint in an attempt to reach Jeongwon's face, but to no avail, she can only manage to get his arms dirty.
"Yaaah?! Jang Gyeoullie, did you just yaaaah me?!", while laughing wholeheartedly as he proceeded on messing with Gyeoul.
They continued playing for a few more seconds until they decided to clean up.
Now, they are both in the washroom, rubbing paint off their hands.
"Gyeoul-ah, come here. I'll help you get the paint off your face"
"Ne~~ oppa"
Gyeoul scoots closer to him. Jeongwon puts his hand under running water while the other holds Gyeoul's head by it's cheeks and neck. He, then, brings the water to her face, gently wiping the stains. Her hair gets a little in the way of cleaning so he requests for gyeoul to put it away for a moment.
"Gyeoul-ah, can you hold your hair for a moment?"
Without saying anything, Gyeoul gathers all of her hair as if she's tying it up and holds it as if her hand is a scrunchy, exposing her slim neck.
Just when Jeongwon thought that it will be easier to clean her up, he didn't expect it to be worse as the source of his distress earlier made a comeback. He shifted his head back to the running water, in an effort to hide his gulp and growing thirst. He silently calmed himself, and looked back to Gyeoul and proceeded to wipe off the remaining paint on her face.
He only needs to clean off the smudges on her neck and they can consider the cleaning done. While holding himself back, he gently wipes Gyeoul's neck clearing any smudges it has on it.
Touching her there seems to pull Jeongwon into a trance. What was supposed to be a gentle wipe turned into a slow caress. Gyeoul must have noticed the change in Jeongwon's aura, as she, then, looks into Jeongwon, reflecting the soft and alluring gazes he gives to her, after staring at her neck.
He slowly puts his other hand to her face, both hands holding her. He then tilted his head, while leaning slowly for a chance to capture her lips into his. Gyeoul, feeling the burning atmosphere, closed her eyes, and did her share of leaning, while clutching Jeongwon's shirt. A little bit closer and their lips will touch. A little bit more and…
"Jeongwon-samchun! Where are you? Can you help me get a glass of water?"
Gyeoul immediately let go and got out of the washroom to come to Uju's aid, leaving inside a dumbfounded and frustrated Garden in distress.
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A/N
WAAAAAH! I can't believe I actually wrote this. I've been contemplating if Gyeoul should call Jeongwon Gyusonim or Oppa. Lol I just decided to go with Oppa, since I think that would be what Jeongwon wants. Please give it a little bit of love. Comments are appreciated, and I'm very much open to your constructive criticisms. Next chapter may be up tomorrow or the next day. Ah really, thank you very much for reading this.