Ch.237237. Kiss in English

    This might sound funny after setting the mood, but after lunch, we both immediately passed out. We were both exhausted. We’d woken up at dawn to prepare for the wedding and had been awake for nearly twenty-four hours.

    Being awake for twenty-four hours would be tiring enough on its own, but as soon as we arrived in Puerto Rico, we enjoyed various activities together. The only rest we’d had was a brief nap on the plane. Fatigue had inevitably accumulated without us realizing it.

    In that state, after using up our energy for certain reasons and filling our stomachs, it was only natural that drowsiness would overwhelm us. So Hwa Nabi and I lay down on the bed under the pretext of taking a short break.

    “We really slept a lot…”

    But that rest turned into deep sleep before we knew it. The clock hands I saw before closing my eyes were between two and three in the afternoon, but now they’re between nine and ten. We must have been asleep for at least six or seven hours.

    I had deliberately stayed awake to avoid becoming nocturnal, but that effort was wasted. Well, considering the time difference between Korea and Puerto Rico, this is actually morning.

    The time difference is thirteen hours, so in Korean time, it would be just before eleven in the morning. Since I started living with Hwa Nabi, I always wake up around this time on days when I go to bed late. It’s a familiar time of day, but that’s not particularly important, so I’ll move on.

    As I gradually came to my senses, I rubbed my eyes with my left hand. I couldn’t use my right hand because… Hwa Nabi was using my right forearm as a pillow while she slept.

    “Nabi, are you awake?”

    Hwa Nabi is naturally light, so having her like this isn’t uncomfortable for me. And well, even if it were a little uncomfortable, so what? When she looks like such an angel while sleeping, I can endure that much, can’t I?

    With no response, I looked at Hwa Nabi’s face while thinking like a doting boyfriend. Her lips were pressed together, and she was breathing steadily through her nose, which was slightly protruding. Unlike her usual energetic personality, she was sleeping in an extremely gentle manner.

    “She wouldn’t even notice if someone carried her away.”

    I muttered absently and glanced down. I’m not sure if it happened while she was sleeping or what, but her underwear strap had slipped down.

    Even though she’s been sleeping next to me for a while, her sleeping habits haven’t changed. I smiled wryly and pulled up her strap. As my fingertips felt the soft sensation, Hwa Nabi let out a faint moan while smacking her lips.

    “Mmm…”

    “Are you awake?”

    My heart raced unnecessarily even though I hadn’t done anything wrong. Did she wake up because I touched her? I asked cautiously, but Hwa Nabi just twitched her lips and then resumed her steady breathing. It must have been sleep-talking.

    “This girl, really…”

    Her talent for startling people doesn’t go away even when she’s sleeping. I clicked my tongue and gently pressed my thumb against Hwa Nabi’s lips.

    With the pressure, her lips changed shape following my finger. Finding it cute and somewhat amusing, I pressed a few more times before removing my thumb. It wouldn’t be polite to play pranks on someone who’s sleeping.

    Suppressing my laughter, I moved my face closer. I wanted to see Hwa Nabi’s sleeping face up close. I pushed my right forearm, which she was using as a pillow, further under her neck, placed my left hand on her waist, and pulled her slightly toward me. This instantly narrowed the gap between us to the point where our lips would meet with just a slight movement.

    “…Should I kiss her?”

    I know it’s not right to have such thoughts about someone who’s sleeping. But looking at her like this suddenly makes me feel the urge. Hwa Nabi’s lips are a beautiful crimson color, always looking so delicious…

    “Hmm… mmm.”

    Just as I was about to indulge in improper thoughts, Hwa Nabi made a strange nasal sound and showed signs of waking up. Feeling guilty, I instinctively closed my eyes.

    I should have just kept my eyes open; why did I do that? I regretted it too late. It would seem strange to open my eyes at the same time as her now. I should pretend to be asleep until she wakes me up.

    Having made that decision, I waited quietly. Strangely, though, Hwa Nabi showed no sign of trying to wake me. I wondered if she had fallen back asleep, but judging by her irregular breathing that had been quiet and rhythmic before, she wasn’t sleeping.

    “Still not awake…”

    Hwa Nabi murmured quietly and shifted her position. I thought she might be getting up, but instead, she hugged my torso tightly. Then she rubbed her cheek against me and let out an excited sigh.

    “Mmm… you smell good.”

    My heart suddenly raced at her cat-like affectionate behavior. But I couldn’t show it, so I tried to control my pulse by taking deep breaths internally.

    However, that wasn’t as easy as it sounds. If I could control it at will, the heart would be a voluntary muscle, not an involuntary one. Contrary to my will, my heart pounded loudly. Hwa Nabi, with her ear against my chest, must have felt it too, as she hugged me even tighter.

    “What’s this… does he feel things even while sleeping?”

    Is she still half-asleep? I wanted to say something but held back.

    “I don’t know. Yaaawn…”

    Hwa Nabi yawned languidly and sniffed. She seems to be enjoying this, but I don’t understand what’s so good about my chest, which probably just smells of sweat since I went to bed without washing.

    Is this something only women understand that men don’t? Or maybe Hwa Nabi has unique tastes. While I was seriously pondering which was correct, Hwa Nabi groggily raised her upper body. I slightly opened my eyes to observe her.

    Hwa Nabi adjusted her underwear strap and then picked up the deck of cards that was at our bedside. It was the tool for the couple’s game we had played before sleeping.

    “Where did we leave off…”

    Talking to herself, Hwa Nabi flipped over the top card. From my position, I couldn’t see what was written on it, but judging by how she momentarily froze and said nothing, it seemed to be something rather provocative.

    “…Where am I supposed to bite and suck?”

    After uttering these suggestive words, Hwa Nabi checked the next card. This time, there seemed to be a simple illustration as well, suggesting a more specific instruction.

    What did she draw that’s making her so quiet? By now, I’m getting quite curious. Should I just take the opportunity to wake up?

    As I was peeking through half-open eyes, Hwa Nabi’s upper body suddenly moved toward me. Thinking she might have caught me pretending to sleep, I quickly closed my eyes.

    “Where should I do it…”

    She was still muttering to herself, so she hadn’t noticed. But what is she planning to do and where?

    My question didn’t last long. Hwa Nabi hugged my torso again and pressed her lips against my neck. Not stopping there, she pursed her lips as if kissing and sucked to leave a mark. She was giving me a hickey on my neck.

    It was quite a stimulating skinship, but I couldn’t open my eyes. To be honest, it would be awkward if I opened them now. So I continued pretending to sleep, and Hwa Nabi moved close to my ear.

    “Still not waking up…?”

    “…”

    “Then, should I take the next turn too?”

    Somehow, it feels like she’s saying this for me to hear… or is that just my imagination?

    With my eyes tightly shut for fear of being caught, the surrounding sounds became even clearer. This rustling sound is probably Hwa Nabi flipping over a card.

    “Hmm…”

    Hwa Nabi lightly touched my chest with her finger. Is she trying to check my pulse? If that’s the extent of the command, I could relax, but of course, that wouldn’t be the case.

    The finger became a palm, which then began to slowly stroke my chest. But this was still bearable. I’m not very ticklish, so I could endure…

    Tap, something soft and moist touched my chest. This I couldn’t bear. I opened my eyes wide. Even in the midst of this, I didn’t move my body at all or make any sound, which I think deserves self-praise.

    “…Mm, chu.”

    I realized it directly by seeing it. The strange sensation was none other than Hwa Nabi’s tongue. She was hugging my body and licking my chest area with her tongue.

    She’s probably not doing this for no reason. What kind of command card did she draw to be doing this? While Hwa Nabi was focused on licking my chest, I slightly moved my hand to check the card.

    The phrase written on it was, ‘Guess the letter written with tongue on body.’

    “Oh… when did you wake up?”

    Hwa Nabi, who had been licking my chest with her tongue, spoke. This caused her pronunciation to be slurred, and her tongue moved all over my chest area. The sensation felt both chilling and pleasant, and that’s not just my imagination.

    Hwa Nabi is impressive for licking as instructed, but I’m not exactly normal for enjoying it either. Finding myself ridiculous, I put down the card. Hwa Nabi then reached out her left hand, interlocked fingers with my right hand, and held it firmly.

    “Now, what did I write?”

    “Well… I’m not sure.”

    “If you can’t guess, there’s a penalty.”

    “Then give me a hint; it’s too difficult.”

    “Hmm… a hint.”

    Hwa Nabi smiled slightly, raising the corners of her mouth, and stared at me. Then, gradually, she moved her upper body, which had been pressed against me, came very close, and slightly climbed on top of me.

    Chu, Hwa Nabi brought her face close and connected our lips. It wasn’t a brief kiss but a longer French kiss. She bit my upper lip and gently tasted it, pulling away just before things got too heated.

    “This is the hint.”

    “…I still don’t know.”

    A French kiss that makes my head fuzzy as a hint? Isn’t that too difficult?

    “Huh, really? I thought I gave it all away.”

    “Then, is it ‘kiss’?”

    It seemed like too many strokes for the word ‘kiss.’ I asked just in case, but as expected, Hwa Nabi shook her head.

    “Wrong. You have two chances left.”

    “Only three chances? That’s too stingy.”

    “Originally it’s just one, but I gave you more.”

    “Give me another hint; I don’t know because I woke up in the middle.”

    In truth, I had been awake the whole time, but considering the difficulty of the problem, this level of compromise seemed within acceptable limits. Hwa Nabi seemed to think my point was valid as she muttered, ‘Hmm… that’s true.’

    “Then one more hint: I wrote it in alphabet, not Korean.”

    “Alphabet? Could it be… ‘kiss’?”

    “Wrong, one chance left.”

    “Then, ‘French kiss’?”

    “…Do you think that’s the right answer?”

    From Hwa Nabi’s smiling question, I sensed I was wrong. All three chances had been wasted.

    “What’s the answer then?”

    “Well, the answer is ‘Make out.'”

    “How was I supposed to guess that…”

    How unfair to use a term that locals use. I tried to express my indignation by trailing off, but Hwa Nabi dismissed it, saying that not guessing correctly is still not guessing correctly. It’s frustrating but true. I have no choice but to accept the penalty.

    “So what’s the penalty?”

    “How about simply drawing two cards?”

    “Sure, that’s fine.”

    I tapped her waist lightly, and Hwa Nabi, who had been on top of me, got off. Finally free to move, I picked the top card and flipped it over immediately.

    “What did you get?”

    “Want to see for yourself?”

    I handed her the card. Hwa Nabi took it and examined the contents carefully, then suddenly dropped it as if surprised. I picked up the card that had fallen onto the bed sheet.

    “Did you see it?”

    “Y-yes, I saw it.”

    Hwa Nabi hesitated and moved her upper body backward. I wrapped my arm around her waist to prevent her from escaping.

    “It’s exactly ten o’clock now.”

    Hwa Nabi stared at me intently and then gulped.

    “…Will you be gentle?”

    I feel like I was asked a similar question before falling asleep. Without answering, I smiled leisurely and placed my right hand on Hwa Nabi’s buttocks. Her gaze on me wavered slightly.

    “Depends on how you behave.”


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