Boss, It's My First Time Being Your Resident - Chapter 71

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Chapter 71. My Boss, Ha Tae-heon

Too light to blow away, too fragile to grip.

Ha Tae-heon carried A-gang carefully on his back, walking slowly along the stone-walled path lined with ginkgo trees.

“You must be heavy carrying me…”
“You’re so light it makes me angry.”

Ha Tae-heon lifted A-gang’s even more delicate frame over the past forty days with barely any effort.

“It’s warm.”

A-gang wrapped both arms around Ha Tae-heon’s neck and rested her head gently against his shoulder.

His back was broad—broad enough to place all your burdens upon.

A crisp breeze brushed softly against her cheek.
The fresh soap scent from his nape mingled with the fragrance of flowers, seeping into the tip of her nose.

Colorful blossoms swayed gently along the sides of the path beneath their feet.

The world looked from Ha Tae-heon’s back—somehow a little higher, a little more beautiful.

It was an afternoon that made you happy for no reason at all.

Ha Tae-heon’s footsteps stopped only when they reached the end of the stone-walled path.

Ha Tae-heon carefully set A-gang down on a bench, then sat beside her.

Their gazes met in the space between them. Ha Tae-heon looked at A-gang intently.

As sunlight filtered through the leaves and spilled across A-gang’s face, Ha Tae-heon reached out his large hand to cast a shadow over it.

“I missed you. So much.”
“I missed you too.”
“Thank you for waking up.”

Ha Tae-heon slowly lowered his head and pressed his lips to A-gang’s forehead.

To her beautifully drawn eyebrows.
To her jewel-like eyes. And to her petal-soft lips.

A series of gentle kisses continued for a long moment.

A-gang closed her eyes softly.
The warmth of his lips against her forehead spread deep into her chest.

In that instant, she wished time would stop forever.

“Did you forget something?”

He withdrew his lips and asked quietly.

“Forget something?”

A-gang opened her eyes and looked at him with surprised uncertainty.

“Your sixth sticker.”
“That’s right!”

A-gang laughed bashfully as it all came back to her.

Ha Tae-heon was talking about the praise sticker for how well she’d done at the apartment fire scene.

“You’re so childish, getting that excited over a silly piece of paper.”

Ha Tae-heon let out a low laugh.

“Senior, for me, a single sticker from you means more than any gift I’ve ever received.”

A-gang’s cheeks flushed as she continued chattering away.

“When I turned eighteen, my grandfather gave me a really big gift—an entire island in the Indian Ocean. But I like this one sticker so much more than that. Because I feel recognized as just A-gang, not the head of Onegia, but A-gang herself as a person.”

Unable to tear his eyes from A-gang’s childlike delight, Ha Tae-heon drew something from deep within his pocket.

“Give me your hand.”

Ha Tae-heon’s large hand rested briefly on A-gang’s palm, then withdrew.

……

It was strange.
A sticker should have been light as a feather, but what lay in her palm was small and solid—a smooth, circular shape.

A-gang carefully opened her hand.

There, instead of a sticker, a small ring gleamed with lustrous brilliance.

On the rounded band, as if a single dewdrop had fallen, the ring holding every hue of the rainbow shimmered transparently in the sunlight.

A-gang’s pupils trembled delicately.

“My sixth sticker is a ring.”

“Senior……”line>

A-gang looked up at Ha Tae-heon with bewildered eyes, unable even to swallow.

“A-gang. For me, it’s Zero or One. One or the other.”
“Zero or One?”
“It means there’s no middle ground.”

Ha Tae-heon’s gaze bore into A-gang as she struggled for composure, and he continued.

“When you weren’t waking up, I realized I can’t live even a moment without you.”

He confessed.
His usual cold composure had completely disarmed—his face vulnerable and open.

“I can’t do a relationship like everyone else, playing it cool and taking my time. I can’t string things out with you, no matter what.”
“……”
“Marry me.”

A-gang’s heart plummeted.
A proposal without warning.

A-gang stared at Ha Tae-heon with disbelieving eyes.

“Because I like you—no, because I love you—I don’t want to leave you alone. I’m terrified you’ll cry somewhere with no one around. That you’ll disappear right before my eyes.”

Ha Tae-heon had so much he wanted to tell A-gang.

But his love was too vast.
Watching her lovely lips, he burned with such desperate longing.
Before waiting for her answer, he drew her lips into his own.

As their sweet kiss grew deeper, A-gang playfully pushed against Ha Tae-heon’s shoulder.

A petulant murmur escaped from between her flushed, swollen lips.

“I wanted to date you longer.”
“Let’s date after we’re married.”

Pretending to think it over, A-gang caught her lower lip between her teeth, then burst out laughing.

“Senior, when does anyone date after they’re married? You’re supposed to get to know each other while dating, and then get married.”
“Is there anything more you want to know about me?”
“I already know you. What kind of person you are.”
“Same here. No matter how much longer we knew each other, nothing would change. My answer is already decided.”

Ha Tae-heon took the ring from A-gang’s clenched palm and slowly slipped it onto her fourth finger.

“In this lifetime, you’re my wife, A-gang.”

Radiant light settled upon A-gang’s ring finger.

A smile bloomed across Ha Tae-heon’s lips.

“Ha Tae-heon.”

A-gang called to him quietly, gazing down at her own left hand.

“…What? Ha Tae-heon?”
“I don’t call anyone else by that name. Because my brother is the only one I’d ever call ‘brother.'”

Her eyes glistened with tears even as she smiled radiantly, pouring out the truth she’d held deep in her heart.

“The person I love isn’t my senior or my brother—just Ha Tae-heon.”
“So you’ll keep calling me Ha Tae-heon for the rest of your life? Until we grow old and die?”

Ha Tae-heon chuckled softly and brushed away the moisture from her eyes with his thumb.

“No.”

A-gang shook her head.

“Then?”
“Honey.”
“What? Honey?”
“Otherwise I’d have to call you ‘Senior, my sky!’ the whole time, wouldn’t I? ‘Are you surprised? How terribly sorry I am.’ But you just proposed to me, so soon enough I’ll be calling you honey. Ha Tae-heon is A-gang’s honey.”

Ha Tae-heon tenderly caressed A-gang’s cheeks, flushed from her bashful confession.

Beneath the sunlight filtering through the leaves, A-gang’s face shimmered with love.

In Ha Tae-heon’s trembling eyes, only A-gang filled his vision completely.

“Just as you’re Zero or One, I’m the same. There’s no middle ground for me either. I hate ambiguity.”

A-gang slowly reached out both hands, her trembling fingertips framing Ha Tae-heon’s face.

“In this lifetime, A-gang’s husband is Ha Tae-heon.”

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Two months had passed, and fresh summer arrived at the Trauma Center.

The morning at the Trauma Center was always bustling and vibrant.

A month had already passed since A-gang, having recovered, returned to PS.

Ha Tae-heon, organizing charts, habitually glanced to his side.

A-gang, who used to be glued to his side like a shadow, was gone—yet even after a month, the emptiness washed over him.

Then Ha Tae-heon’s phone began to vibrate.

When he looked down, messages had accumulated on his screen.

[What’s with that Trauma Center anyway? Why are you the only one always working yourself to death? I can’t even get a look at my future son-in-law’s face. Honestly.]
[There was news just now about a major accident. Eat properly! Don’t turn our daughter into a widow.]
[A-gang’s mother made you medicinal tonic. Stop by the house on your way home and pick it up!]

Messages from his future father-in-law.

Ha Tae-heon burst out laughing.
He’d been receiving his father-in-law’s affectionate messages—without seeming to try—for two months now.

Despite his casual demeanor, his future father-in-law monitored the news every morning for updates on his future son-in-law, and messages arrived without fail whenever there was news of an accident.

Scrolling down, more messages followed.

[Son! You’re not staying up all night again without sleep, are you? I’ve marinated some short ribs, so come home with A-gang this weekend.]
[I just saw the news—there’s been a major accident. Even if you save everyone in the world, it’s useless if anything happens to our son-in-law. What matters most to me is that my son stays healthy! Don’t skip meals!]
[Oh my, your mother’s being silly again. It’s just that finding you a daughter-in-law has made me so happy. Don’t tell A-gang about this!]

The endearing messages from his future mother-in-law, who’d recently started calling him “son.”

And following those…

[So you’re dating our A-gang! You’d better treat her well! This is a request—no, a warning!]
[I’ve been raising A-gang since she was little. If you make her cry, next time you’ll be the one rolled into the Trauma Center as a patient. Ha ha.]

Even the Prime Minister’s weighty threats disguised as well-wishes.

And then.
Beneath all that clamor, the most beloved name in the world.

[Senior, are you going to keep showing off that handsome face on broadcast? I’m getting jealous. Hmph.]
[I hope there’s no emergency call tonight. Hehe.]
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[I love you. My boss, Ha Tae-heon.]

Ha Tae-heon smiled softly and hurried to reply.

[I love you. More than you love me.]

Catching a glimpse of this, Eun-do began complaining to Professor Ma.

“You know that saying—the quiet cat jumps onto the cooking fire first. I never imagined Ha Tae-heon would be the first to betray us.”

“When are YOU getting married!”
“We’re done for, professor. Those guys who barely ever date—they get married the fastest. One day someone special appears and boom—quick as lightning! No hesitation, no second-guessing.”

Eun-do scratched the back of his head, lamenting his own situation.

The screen doors of the Trauma Center swung wide open.

A-gang and Ha Tae-heon’s gazes met in the air simultaneously.

The time they’d spent together and the days yet to come.

© Yeon Seo-yeon 2026
Author: Yeon Seo-yeon
Publisher: RIPPLIN
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