Done bathing, he simply covered his torso with the same towel he used to slightly dry his hair. That was a refresing bath, he thought as he got out of the bathroom with his hair still wet. 

Already sitting and awake from the nap, Hanbyul felt her heart almost burst from the sight that greeted her. Holy , she thought as her temperature went up. She was heated. 

Jaemin was searching for his clothes in the bag when she was staring at his back-- appreciating the sight he offered just like when they first met. Once found, he silly danced while wearing the pyjama shirt, oblivious of Hanbyul who was still intently watching him. Turning to wear the pants, he shrieked when their eyes met-- falling on his knees in shock. "Holy ."

Hanbyul mentally replied, 'I know, right?' while reminding herself not to imagine the things he could do being on his knees. (ehem)

Taking quick breaths, he felt his cheeks warmed thinking that she definitely saw him moving around like a child. "How long have you been awake?" 

Hanbyul pursed her lips, getting up to hide her blushing face, "Just before you got out." She didnt think she could keep her hands to herself when her husband is Na Jaemin.

So much for a woman who usually cowers at sensual toughts-- she realized she was getting ahead of herself.

"Ah." He nodded while getting back on his feet, "I'll sleep in the other room then." He scratched his head, wondering if he could actually mess with her again like normal. 

Hanbyul turned to look at him, her eyes hollow again. Silently, she walked to the door so Jaemin thought she was heading to the living room. But instead she locked it before walking towards him, giving yet another order as she craned her neck to bore into his hesitant eyes, "Don't leave me."

Jaemin gulped, his lips as his hand that was still holding onto the pants started sweating. She was making it hard for him to choose between being careful or genuine. He wanted to kiss her at that moment. What's with the roller coaster reaction she has been showing? He couldnt be the only one feeling hot at the moment. 

And of course, he wasnt.

Hanbyul was contemplating to kiss him too. Her mind was going haywire between

1) going back on her words and let him sleep in the other room but feel anxious the whole night, or

2) stick with masking her requests as orders while fighting herself from jumping onto him.

She must. think. 

"Okay." Jaemin finally breathed out his reply, gripping hard onto the pants in his hand while the other hand reached for the towel that was threatening to fall-- just like his sanity. "Go take a bath while I wear my pants." His voice came out strained, as if warning and reminding her that he was still half . 

Hanbyul's breath stopped at his voice, feeling her hands starting to shake again but she was sure it was out of anticipation as her cheeks blushed. Her eyes took a glance at his hand that was holding the towel, reminding herself to breathe as she looked up again. His eyes were dark, making her recall their photoshoot. The only difference was: she didnt think of anything else but him. 

She wanted him. 

"Hanbyul." He called, the gaze in his eyes abruptly changed when he saw her trembling again. Every dark thoughts left his mind as he sighed, "Just go take a quick bath," he pursed his lips--assuring her, "I'll be here." 

What a joke. She cursed herself. Why would she have the same reaction like when she was frightened? Hanbyul shut her eyes as she snatched the bag Jaemin took his clothes from and brought it into the bathroom-- escaping the nerve-wrecking moment. 

Jaemin scrunched his eyebrows when he saw her looking pissed-- is she upset?

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Hanbyul took a while to finish the shower as she had a lot to think of. How was she gonna survive the night? 

Once she was done, she thought that maybe if anything were to happen, she'd let it happen. She was prepared. Inhaling a breath, she wore the satin camisole and shorts which was most probably her mom's choice. When did she even have the time to buy th