It’s Fine Since He’s My Brother
"Oppa, have you never once thought about wanting to sleep with me?" A small bird he had carefully kept in his arms and planned to let fly away got lost. "If that’s how it is, then why did you kiss me?" No. Maybe it was he who had gotten lost. "An Sejeong. Is that something you should be saying? Only say things you can handle." "I’d say things like this to my husband, to whom else?" "Did you forget? We’re only a married couple on paper." "So let’s find out whether that’s all there is or not." He had believed he could let her go without a single regret, but that was a mistake. "Let’s say you do roll around with me in bed the way you want. If that isn’t the result, what will you do next?" "You can spend your whole life forgetting me, Oppa. We don’t have to live carrying the same memories." The fragile wind made by those tiny wingbeats began to stir his heart in disarray. "Once we start, even if you’re crying and begging, I won’t stop. It won’t matter whether it’s day or night, and I won’t care where we are." If he was going to get swept away anyway, he decided not to leave even a single regret behind. "I’m going to check right now. Open your mouth first."
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