Emergency Instinct - Chapter 33

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Oh my God!

Ji-an, unable to grasp the situation, froze in shock.

If she closed her eyes again, would this ridiculous situation disappear?

But Tae-jun, as if to remind her this was reality, calmly stroked down her back.

Throb, a strange sensation traveled down her spine to her thighs, making her toes tremble.

At the same time, scenes with him flashed through her fragmented memories one by one.

Waiting for Tae-jun, holding him, embracing him, being consumed by him.

In the end, writhing in uncontrollable hot desire.

So, none of it had been a dream.

You’ve lost it, Hong Ji-an. You again…

Her heart sank and she felt dizzy from the embarrassing scenes that kept popping up.

That wasn’t the end of it.

She couldn’t remember at all how she had gotten here.

All the scenes were blurry as if covered by hazy fog. But that sweet voice could be heard clearly from somewhere. Fragmentary and jumbled together.

‘Cute.’

‘I’ll cherish you. A lot…’

‘Our relationship, can’t back out.’

‘Hong Ji-an, can you promise properly this time?’

‘Please hold me.’

Aaaaah!

Ji-an screamed silently, wanting to strangle herself.

It was ridiculous enough that she had clung to him while drunk, but she had even begged him to hold her.

He found out. All of my feelings.

Ah, how should I explain this feeling?

Regret should have washed over her. But on the other hand, she felt relieved.

His touch as he held her was so gentle.

Unlike her mind, her body melted more and more in his warmth.

Should she be grateful for being drunk?

If she had been sober, it would have been absolutely impossible to voice her feelings. Her reason would never have made her hold onto him.

It was cowardly. But she had no regrets. Rather, she was grateful.

If it hadn’t been this man, Ji-an would have woken up alone on New Year’s morning with a hangover.

She would have been incredibly lonely.

Ji-an realized once again with her whole body.

It felt good.

She could no longer push him away.

No, she didn’t want to push him away.

Wasn’t it already spilled milk?

If she couldn’t turn back, there was only one choice.

Even if she got hurt, she wanted to try dating this man.

As the sweet heat from last night brushed past, her chest felt tight.

It’s just dating.

Even if they lived in different worlds, even if reality was a bit overwhelming, and even if Mother was sick…

Still, wouldn’t it be okay to have at least one person to breathe with for a while?

Until now, she had been intimidated by her own circumstances and used his position as an excuse to only find reasons why it absolutely couldn’t work.

But thinking about it carefully, there was no need to be scared by dragging in a distant future that hadn’t even come yet.

She didn’t even know what would happen tomorrow.

The problem was that she had predicted things alone and gotten hurt in advance by herself.

It wasn’t like he was asking her to marry him right now, just to try dating.

Even if separation came someday, wouldn’t it be enough if she loved without regrets to her heart’s content?

Last night with him had been happy enough too.

Once she changed her mind, Tae-jun who had come into her bleak life felt like a sparkling gift.

She had been running breathlessly, only looking ahead.

She wanted to lean on his shoulder and smile for a while. There was no way left to hide this trembling heart either.

When her confused heart was finally perfectly sorted out.

“Sorry. Did I wake you?”

He whispered, pressing his lips to her neck.

Her chest felt somehow tight from the tender warmth.

It seemed like the first time since Mother got sick. Being held so defenseless in someone’s arms like this.

She felt like crying for no reason from the sweet heat he emanated. But Ji-an pushed him away slightly in embarrassment and spoke.

“D-don’t do that.”

Contrary to her will, her voice came out cracked to an embarrassingly severe degree.

“Your voice is completely shot. Well, you did cry that much.”

Flush, her cheeks heated up.

Ji-an tried to get up and escape from the bed to avoid him. But as soon as she put her feet on the floor, she swayed ungracefully from the pain that rushed in.

He caught her as if he had expected this and shook his head.

“I really don’t know how you do your job. Can you properly see patients when you fall over so easily?”

“Well, you could have been a little gentler…”

Ji-an, who had opened her mouth feeling somehow wronged, flushed hotly.

“That’s a relief.”

Suddenly what?

Ji-an furrowed her brow at the incomprehensible words.

He smiled like a flower with his handsome face and said.

“I thought you were going to insist you didn’t remember anything.”

Ah, should she pretend not to know even now?

“Too late. To pretend otherwise now, the evidence is too clear.”

“…Evidence?”

He chuckled and pulled down the turtleneck he was wearing. Then, his reddened neck and clear bite marks were revealed.

Ji-an felt dizzy remembering what she had done last night.

“Looking at your expression, you remember everything.”

“N-not everything.”

“But you seem to remember all the important parts?”

He smiled slyly like a satisfied fox.

Ji-an’s heart felt dizzy, as if she were falling endlessly.

“I was going to leave marks in visible places too but held back. In case the patients Dr. Hong Ji-an treats would be surprised.”

“If, if you didn’t like it, you could have avoided it…”

“Exactly. If I didn’t like it, I would have avoided it, so why did I accept it so much? To the point you can’t even walk.”

“Then, let’s call it even.”

Tae-jun burst into loud laughter at Ji-an’s stubbornness.

She turned her gaze away in embarrassment, when suddenly he lifted her up.

“What, what are you doing?”

“Your voice is shot and it’s hard to walk. Can’t be helped. I have to take responsibility.”

“No, what kind of… I’m fine, so put me down.”

Ji-an, who had been struggling in embarrassment, belatedly realized she was wearing a large men’s pajama top like a sack.

Every time she moved, the silk pajamas rolled up along her thighs.

Ji-an was startled and quickly reached down to grab the hem of the pajamas, trembling.

“Cold?”

“…Yes. I’m cold.”

It was more emptiness and embarrassment than cold.

Even though they had already seen each other naked, her exposed thighs felt embarrassing.

She wanted to wrap herself completely in blankets from head to toe and hide her entire body.

“I’ll turn up the room temperature more.”

“No. Where are my clothes instead?”

Ji-an whispered while being conscious of him.

“Why? You look good enough to me right now.”

“Please, I’m cold.”

Her earnest gaze seemed to work.

He pretended to think for a moment, then headed to the dressing room. But he brought out his own cardigan instead of her clothes.

“Let’s put this on for now.”

“What about my clothes?”

“I sent them to the laundry.”

She was about to ask why he did that, but he answered first.

“It’s better if you don’t know.”

Don’t tell me, did I throw up?

Her head burned with embarrassment.

As she tried to piece together the broken fragments of memory, he smiled meaningfully and personally helped her put the cardigan over her pajamas.

Ji-an couldn’t bring herself to say she didn’t want it and looked down.

She knew there was a height difference, but she didn’t expect it to be this much.

His cardigan came down to her knees, making it no different from a dress.

But what shook Ji-an more than that was his faint body scent coming from the cardigan.

Whether it was cologne or fabric softener.

The cozy fragrance made her feel as if she was being embraced by him, somehow making Ji-an feel ticklish.

“Not cold anymore?”

His voice was plain. But the gaze that swept over her was anything but plain.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

Ji-an muttered while lowering her gaze.

“Why. Because your heart is fluttering?”

He spoke shamelessly as if he had made up his mind.

Ji-an’s face reddened, but she tried to pretend otherwise.

“Because it’s embarrassing. What is this? I look like a mess too.”

“A mess? You’re cute though.”

Sweet words that pierced her heart flowed out again.

Ji-an didn’t know what to do with his seduction that he breathed out naturally.

She couldn’t pretend to be indifferent anymore.

“Let’s have breakfast now.”

“No. I should go now. I’m fine so…”

“Saying you’re fine is forbidden in my house. You can’t leave without my permission either.”

“How can that be?”

“It’s my house, so it’s my way. And you have the day off today.”

Without giving her a chance to object, he took her in his arms once again.

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