Ch.163163. The Pace Is Too Fast, Mom

“You want me to put your underwear on? Are you serious?” Surprised, I licked my dry lips. Hwa Nabi and I were engaged, and we’d done this and that, so we were quite familiar with each other. Yet just hearing her ask me to put her underwear on made me tense up.

I thought I’d gotten used to Hwa Nabi’s bubbly personality, but she always catches me off guard when I least expect it. She’s truly unpredictable. I’ve been asked to take clothes off before, but being asked to put them on is a first.

While I was half-frozen from her unexpected request, Hwa Nabi, who was lying face down, tried to twist her upper body to look at me directly. I quickly pressed down on her back to stop her.

“Siwoo, what are you doing?”

“What am I doing? What are YOU doing?”

If she turned her upper body now, her chest would be completely exposed. I firmly pressed down on the middle of her back, which she didn’t seem to like as she squirmed slightly.

“What do you mean? I just want to look at your face comfortably. Why are you stopping me?”

“Well… you see my face every day anyway.”

“What? So you don’t even want to show me your face now?”

“No, that’s not it… just…”

“If that’s not it, then what is it?”

Good question. If that’s not it, then what is it? I don’t even know why I’m acting this way. For some reason I can’t explain, I felt like I shouldn’t let Hwa Nabi see my face right now.

The immediate reason must be… her chest? She’s said it herself before: “Siwoo, you seem to like my chest too much. You’re always staring at it.”

So the reason I’m acting this way must be because of her breasts pressed against the bed sheet. To think I’d get this flustered over a woman’s chest. I may be in my twenties, but I’m still just a kid with a grown-up body.

“Don’t tell me you’re like this because of my chest?”

While I was busy with self-deprecation, she hit the nail on the head. My arm twitched, and in that split second, Hwa Nabi flipped her body over.

“Why are you avoiding my eyes?”

“…I’m not.”

I’m continuing the conversation verbally, but I can’t meet her gaze. The reason is, of course, someone’s exposed chest below her neckline.

“Siwoo, are you going to keep avoiding my eyes?”

If you’re going to stay naked like that, I’ll have no choice. Just as I was about to respond, Hwa Nabi grabbed my wrist.

Then she pulled it sharply and placed it right between her upper chest and collarbone.

“Here, the chest you love so much.”

“Why are you doing this…?”

Our position was awkward, so my response was delayed. I awkwardly avoided her gaze, and Hwa Nabi looked at me with a strange smile.

“Hmm, that’s strange. You usually touch them so eagerly, but why are you so timid today?”

“Are you… asking me to touch them?”

“Why? Do you want to?”

Of course, it would be a lie to say no. But I couldn’t just say yes either. First, it would make me look desperate, and second, for some reason, it felt burdensome today.

“You can touch them if you want. They’re yours anyway.”

“How are they mine…?”

“Well, husband and wife are one flesh, right?”

I don’t think that phrase applies to this situation, but Hwa Nabi acted like she was stating the obvious. There was no way this conversation was going to make sense.

She’s always been a bit forceful, but today she’s worse than usual. It’s like she’s doing this on purpose. Finding it overwhelming, I moved back. Hwa Nabi noticed immediately and grabbed my wrist.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Even though she works out, she’s still a woman. It would be easy to break free from her grip. Just a little force and it would come loose.

But there’s no point in winning a strength contest against my girlfriend and future wife.

“Weren’t you hungry? Aren’t you going to eat?”

I tried verbal persuasion first. We’re civilized people; surely we can resolve this through conversation.

But her answer left me speechless.

“To eat, I need to get dressed first.”

‘So, you know what comes next, right?’ Hwa Nabi communicated with just her eyes and smiled slyly. I knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted me to put her underwear on for her.

Continuing our earlier conversation, I sensed that no matter why Hwa Nabi was being so stubborn, she would keep insisting until I dressed her myself.

“……”

After contemplating, I met Hwa Nabi’s eyes. Seeming to read my intention, she released my wrist.

“But… are you serious?”

She just smiled without answering. Does that mean I should figure it out myself? I considered just walking out to the kitchen, but that seemed cowardly at this point. A man who draws his sword should cut something.

Well… putting on underwear isn’t a big deal. It’s just the reverse of taking it off, right? It’s nothing, so let’s just do it with eyes closed.

Even with that resolution, I couldn’t help feeling nervous at the thought of touching her. Who knew just reversing the order would make my heart race like this?

Taking a deep breath, I picked up the bra from the floor with trembling hands. The large cups and the hook fastening at the back were familiar from the many times I’d unfastened them.

It’s a simple mechanism: wrap the straps around the wearer’s back, hook them together, and secure them.

“Just looking at the underwear won’t put it on.”

“Give me a minute…”

I’ve only ever taken it off, never put it on. I never imagined I’d be doing this with my own hands.

“So… shall I do it?”

“Yes, please.”

Let’s put aside distracting thoughts. After swallowing hard, I slowly positioned the underwear.

I carefully fitted the large bra cups over Hwa Nabi’s fair breasts, brought the straps around to her back, and tried to fasten the hooks.

“Mmm… it tickles…”

“This is hard for me too… just bear with it a little.”

Of course, it wasn’t going to be easy. It was an unfamiliar task, and since I couldn’t see the fastening, I couldn’t gauge its position.

I tried to hook it where I thought it should go, but it wouldn’t catch properly.

“Mmm… it’s ticklish…”

Despite my efforts, it wasn’t going as smoothly as I’d like, which was frustrating. I leaned my upper body closer to her chest.

Meanwhile, Hwa Nabi, looking like she couldn’t stand the tickling, was suppressing her laughter and breathing through her nose.

“…Ah, got it.”

Just as Hwa Nabi’s nasal sounds were becoming increasingly suggestive due to my clumsy handling, I finally managed to fasten the bra hook after much struggle. Due to my position, I couldn’t see it directly, but the clicking sound confirmed it was secured.

“Mmm, are you sure?”

“Yeah, I think it’s done.”

After putting on her underwear, I started coming to my senses. I had been so focused that I hadn’t noticed our awkward position.

Hwa Nabi was clutching the bed sheet with a flushed face, and I was practically embracing her. Feeling embarrassed, I moved back.

Or at least, I tried to.

“…Mmm.”

Hwa Nabi wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me toward her. Off-balance, I was helplessly drawn in.

“Lie down comfortably.”

“……”

“Hurry. It’s uncomfortable for you too, isn’t it?”

It was uncomfortable sitting with just my upper body leaning forward. There was no point in forcibly pushing her away; it would only hurt her feelings. Perhaps Hwa Nabi knew I wouldn’t use force against her.

Whatever her intentions, it didn’t matter. I obediently stretched out my legs. My body was more comfortable, but the position was still awkward. After all, I was now lying on top of her with my face buried in her chest.

Staying like this would be uncomfortable for both of us. I patted her waist, signaling her to roll over to the side.

“Mmm.”

Understanding my meaning, Hwa Nabi rolled to her right. That’s better. Though it’s still awkward being suddenly embraced like this.

“Siwoo.”

“Yes?”

“Will you help me put on the bottom too?”

“Hey, that’s…”

“It’s a thong.”

“No, still…”

“You saw it earlier. It’s really sexy.”

“…Just this once.”

*

And then the big weekend, the day of reckoning, finally arrived. The appointment was at 11:30 AM.

It’s a bit early for lunch, but I deliberately set the time thinking we’d need to talk a lot.

“Ah… I’m nervous.”

After parking in the ground parking lot of my parents’ house and walking hand in hand with Hwa Nabi, I muttered without realizing it. Don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous. I repeated it to myself several times, but it wasn’t as easy as I thought.

“I’m really nervous too…”

Hwa Nabi, who chimed in beside me, squeezed my hand. She seemed just as nervous as I was. I gently rubbed the back of her hand and said:

“But neither of them is uptight, so it’ll be fine. If things get tough, lean on me. Okay?”

It’s funny for me to say this when I’m trembling myself. Finding it amusing, I chuckled, and Hwa Nabi followed with a slight smile.

“Yes, I’ll only trust you. So you should only trust me too. Okay?”

“Yes, I’ll only trust you.”

Just exchanging a few silly words seemed to magically stop the trembling. By then, we had reached the front door. Feeling encouraged, I pressed the doorbell.

—Ding dong.

-Who is it?

I thought the housekeeper would answer, but contrary to my expectation, a familiar voice responded. It was my mother.

“Um… it’s me.”

-Oh, Siwoo? Wait a moment.

With a mechanical sound, the front door opened. After turning the doorknob and entering, my mother greeted us warmly.

“Welcome! You’re early. I thought it wasn’t time yet.”

“Yes, there was less traffic than expected. But where’s the housekeeper?”

“Since it’s a family gathering, I gave her the day off to rest with the others.”

“Oh… I see. Oh, here’s some fruit. Please enjoy it with father later. Nabi brought it.”

As I handed over the well-packaged fruit basket, I naturally shifted the focus to Hwa Nabi. As soon as she made eye contact with my mother, she bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle and exclaimed:

“Ah, hello! Mother, it’s nice to see you again.”

“Oh my, this girl? Why so formal between us? Be comfortable.”

“Ah… yes, I understand. I’ll be comfortable. Um, this is a drink. It’s not just juice, but natural vegetable juice. Siwoo bought it.”

“Mmm, I see. I’ll enjoy it.”

With a basket in one hand and a shopping bag of vegetable juice in the other, my mother smiled brightly. Fortunately, the atmosphere so far wasn’t bad. If it continues like this, I couldn’t ask for more.

I took off my shoes at the entrance, and Hwa Nabi followed suit, neatly removing her heels.

“By the way, where’s father? He’s home, right?”

“Yes, where would your father go? He’s in the study with Jiyu, working. I told him to rest on his day off, but he’s like that. It’s suffocating.”

“I’ll go talk to him.”

My mother, who had been walking ahead, suddenly stopped. Did something come to mind? While waiting to see what it was, my mother looked at both of us carefully.

And then, out of the blue, she asked:

“Oh right, new daughter. I forgot to ask, have you decided on a prenatal name for the baby?”