Ch.153153. Sometimes Love Grows Through Arguments

A strange ceiling.

“……Ah.”

I blinked blankly before coming to my senses. Then I realized. Of course the ceiling is unfamiliar. This isn’t my home but a hotel room. I had stayed up until sunrise, collapsed from exhaustion, and completely forgotten where I was.

Did I change clothes before falling asleep? As I lowered my head to check my condition, I felt some weight and something caught under my chin. I rubbed my bleary eyes with my free right hand and glanced down to see pink hair.

No, not just hair but a head. Well, they’re basically the same thing, but anyway, what was touching just below my chin was Hwa Nabi’s face. She was sound asleep like a clingy child, with her lips pressed firmly against my neck.

“Ugh.”

I can roughly guess why she’s sleeping in this position, but it must be uncomfortable for both of us. I gently grabbed her waist with my right hand. As I tried to carefully move her away, I realized she was using my left arm as a pillow.

No wonder my forearm felt a bit numb. Come to think of it, she’s quite peculiar—she prefers using my arm as a pillow when she’d be more comfortable with an actual pillow. It’s happened countless times where I’d wake up to find her sleeping on my arm, which has been quite troublesome in the early mornings.

“Use a pillow to sleep…”

Though she never listens no matter how many times I say it, I muttered it anyway, hoping it might work while she’s asleep.

You know, there’s that theory about influencing the subconscious mind. Was it Freud who said that? It’s not my field of expertise so I’m not certain, but he was a doctor so he probably knew better than I do.

While thinking such useless thoughts, I admired Hwa Nabi’s sleeping face. Her soft-looking eyebrows, eyelids. Her straight nose, small and red lips. Looking at her like this, she’s so beautiful she could be mistaken for an angel.

“……”

Thankfully, we’re alone. If I had said that out loud, I would have died from embarrassment.

As I was indulging in these sappy thoughts, Hwa Nabi’s body began to move. Just when I thought she was sleeping soundly, she suddenly started mumbling with her lips. Is she about to wake up? If she does, we should have breakfast together.

While I was planning our day, Hwa Nabi smiled faintly and snuggled into my arms. At the same time, she pressed her chest against me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and started mumbling with her lips pressed against me.

“…Nabi?”

Why is she acting like this as soon as she wakes up? I patted her waist gently, trying to calm her down. But Hwa Nabi seemed to take it as some kind of signal and, far from calming down, became more aggressive and started sucking on my neck.

“Mmm… chu, hmm…”

My neck isn’t some sweet food, so I don’t understand why she’s tasting it so enthusiastically. My body is already covered in lip marks, and at this rate, I’ll have another kiss mark from the morning.

Though I thought that, I didn’t stop Hwa Nabi. I did have my way with her plenty last night, and one more mark wouldn’t make much difference. I chuckled and embraced her. Then I reached down and gently caressed her buttocks.

“Heh, that tickles…”

She let out a breathy sound, apparently ticklish. I whispered in her ear.

“Ticklish? Then I should stop.”

“No, I don’t want you to. Just a little more…”

Mumbling, Hwa Nabi burrowed deeper into my arms. She put her lips back on my neck, lightly licking it with her tongue, then making a “chu” sound as she gently sucked.

This will definitely leave at least two more marks. While Hwa Nabi was tasting my neck, I subtly indulged my own desires. I placed my right palm on her plump buttocks and kneaded them discreetly.

I wonder if it’s appropriate to have such thoughts about my girlfriend… but her butt is big and feels good to touch.

While entertaining such improper thoughts and continuing to knead, Hwa Nabi removed her lips and looked at me with hazy eyes. She looked like she wasn’t fully awake. I gently patted her buttocks and said:

“What’s wrong?”

“…Han Siwoo?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

Her drowsy eyelids suddenly opened wide, and her unfocused pupils found their focus. Then they shook up and down uncontrollably, clearly showing signs of panic. Why is she suddenly acting like this?

“What is it, what’s wrong? Did you remember something urgent?”

“N-no, not urgent. But why are you touching my body like that first thing in the morning…?”

“You were sucking on my neck first.”

“What? No, that’s impossible…”

“Want to see for yourself?”

Without a mirror, I couldn’t accurately assess my condition, but I was sure there was a clear mark. I tilted my chin slightly to show her the area below my neck that she had been eagerly sucking on.

As expected, Hwa Nabi’s face froze. She must have seen the kiss mark shaped like her lips.

“…Huh? Huh?”

“See, it’s real.”

“Yes, it really is. …So that wasn’t a dream?”

“Dream? What dream?”

“Well, it’s a bit embarrassing to say…”

She mumbled quietly and avoided my gaze, clearly very shy about something. But that just makes me more curious. I grabbed Hwa Nabi’s body as she tried to back away.

I pulled her close, pressed our bodies together, and patted her buttocks while asking:

“What is it, what kind of dream? Can’t you tell me?”

“It’s not that I can’t. It’s just that it’s the kind of… Eek!”

Since she seemed to be deliberately avoiding answering, I squeezed her buttocks once. Hwa Nabi jerked her head up and glared at me with bright red cheeks.

“A-are you going to keep touching my butt?”

“I’ll stop if you answer me.”

“Wouldn’t that be more convincing if you let go of my butt first…?”

“No, explain first.”

“Ugh, really… you’re so stubborn in the strangest ways.”

Despite her blushing and complaints, to me it just looked like cute whining.

Whether she knew it or not, Hwa Nabi glared at me for a while, and only after having her buttocks squeezed one more time did she finally speak.

“It’s… really nothing. Just…”

“Just what?”

“…Just, I had a dream about being intimate with you.”

“You dreamed about being intimate?”

So she dreamed about us touching each other? With my hand still on her buttocks, I pressed for details, and she reluctantly confessed.

“Yes. I… I was sucking on your ch-chest. And you were touching my butt a lot… that kind of dream…”

“Well, you got half of it right.”

I did touch her buttocks, but she didn’t suck my chest—she sucked my neck. If she had gone a little lower, it would have matched her dream exactly. Too bad.

When I said that, Hwa Nabi bit her lower lip hard and poked my chest.

“Oh, really. What’s there to be disappointed about? I’m dying of embarrassment…”

“What’s embarrassing? Are you embarrassed about sucking my chest? Or are you embarrassed about having that kind of dream?”

“Obviously both, you idiot!”

Hwa Nabi raised her voice and tried to get up from the bed. But since I had a firm grip on her waist, she couldn’t. After wriggling around trying to escape my grasp, she finally gave up and sighed deeply.

“Really, how did I end up with such a bad man.”

“Bad? Anyone listening would think I did something weird.”

“You did do something weird! You were groping my butt while I was asleep.”

“You touched my body while you were asleep too. You even sucked on it.”

I lifted my chin to show her the lip marks on my neck, but Hwa Nabi shook her head from side to side.

“I don’t know about that. I don’t remember it, so it doesn’t count.”

“Then me touching your butt doesn’t count either.”

“That’s different. You touched me several times even when I was awake.”

“It sounds like I’m the only one at fault here. Am I mistaken?”

“You are the only one at fault! You touched someone who was sleeping, so it’s s-sexual harassment.”

There’s no point in talking when she’s just being stubborn. I need to improve her mood somehow before we can move forward.

“So, you’re feeling wronged?”

“Of course I’m extremely wronged. I don’t remember any of it!”

Why is that the point she feels wronged about? I tried to think about it but it gave me a headache, so I gave up. Instead, I just threw out a suggestion with an “I don’t care anymore” attitude.

“Really? Then touch me.”

“…Touch what?”

“You said you feel wronged because you don’t remember. So touch my body until you remember.”

Now that I’ve given her the opportunity, she seems unable to do it. Hwa Nabi hesitated, her fingertips twitching. I watched her and chuckled.

“What, can’t do it? You were touching me so enthusiastically while half-asleep earlier.”

“If I touch you, you’ll touch my butt too, won’t you? Don’t think I don’t know.”

…How did she know? Though she saw through me, I pretended not to be affected and maintained a calm face. I tried to sound as relaxed as possible when I spoke.

“Then I’ll stay still even if you touch me. Is that better?”

“…You’ll stay still even if I touch you?”

“Yes, so go ahead and touch me.”

After saying that, I released her waist. Then I interlaced my fingers behind my head, as if inviting her to touch me if she could.

If I openly tell her to touch me like this, she’ll probably be too intimidated to do it. I waited patiently. After maintaining this standoff for a bit, I’d pretend to give in and end it appropriately.

While I was thinking that and letting my guard down, Hwa Nabi, who had been staring at me, gulped. Then she slowly reached out and placed her right hand on my abs.

“Well then, I’ll touch you properly.”

…Huh?