Chapter 11:
Waiting for a Train (Projection)He stood under the rush of steaming water, relishing the feeling of warmth seeping into his skin. Even the humid 37°C weather didn't manage to dent his cold body temperature. It loosened the muscles that kept nagging at him, begging for relaxation, though he already felt weak. He gripped the side of the marble wall to keep himself steady as he languidly washed himself, not wanting to separate from the comforting heat. Pulling away from that embrace, with much reluctance, he stepped out to reach for the pale blue towel hanging on the nook. Stretching out his hand, he clasped on to nimble fingers that tightened around his.
"Myung Soo."
What a beautiful angel you created to save me, God.
Chapter 11: Fever
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