Unhealthy - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60. Beautiful Punishment

Hae-yeong handed Taejun a small plastic stick that she had been clutching tightly in her hand.

There were two clear lines. Two red lines shook Taejun’s vision dizzyingly.

“…There’s been no sign for over a month, so I tried it just in case. I checked this morning.”

Taejun’s eyes became entangled with indescribable confusion. The neural circuits that had just been looking at a corpse’s face, covering someone’s sins, and designing lifelong lies seemed to suddenly stop functioning. At Taejun’s reaction of being unable to continue speaking and freezing up, Hae-yeong bit her lips and unconsciously watched his expression.

During the few days Taejun was briefly away, Hae-yeong had been suffering from overwhelming fatigue and mild cold symptoms.

Thinking it was simply body aches, she stopped by the pharmacy and picked up a pregnancy test as if possessed by something.

In fact, it wasn’t that she hadn’t harbored suspicions mixed with anxiety and anticipation.

In her relationship with Taejun, it was always Hae-yeong herself who was pushed to the limit, craving something.

Memories flashed by of how whenever he tried to rationally keep his distance, she would cling to him pleadingly, swept up in the fear of being abandoned and terrible attachment.

It was none other than herself who had acted like a child, wanting to be completely imprinted within him, wanting to leave his fragments inside her.

However, she was only afraid of whether Taejun, who had suffered his entire life under the enormous yoke of evil called Gi Chairman, could willingly accept his own bloodline.

“If a child resembling you is born, I might get distracted for a moment.”

Hae-yeong repeated like a lifeline that joke-like sincerity that Taejun had casually thrown out on the way home from the hospital. She broke Taejun’s silence with a trembling voice.

“E-even if you hate it, there’s nothing we can do. It’s what we did, and I’m going to give birth to the child…”

Before the words could even finish. Taejun’s large hands roughly yet preciously cupped both of Hae-yeong’s cheeks as if afraid she might break.

He kissed her without giving her time to breathe.

Once, then twice. After brief, desperate friction, Taejun pushed his tongue between Hae-yeong’s parted lips and intertwined deeply.

That act of licking, sucking up, and persistently penetrating was mixed with the desperate thirst of a man who had just been buried in intense work and newly bloomed reverence.

At the inexplicably passionate kiss, Hae-yeong couldn’t even close her eyes and had to completely receive his hot breath.

Taejun, who had been devouring her breath for a long while, slowly parted his lips.

His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his breathing was roughly scattered to the point where his usual composure was nowhere to be found.

“I don’t know what to say. I don’t even know what this feeling is. Can I dare to enjoy something like this.”

“…”

Hae-yeong calmly observed Taejun’s expression and reaction.

The tips of his fingers cupping her cheeks were trembling slightly. His completely disheveled tone and his face, flushed redder than usual, were whispering to Hae-yeong.

That Gi Taejun was also waiting for and welcoming this child just as desperately as she was, or perhaps even more desperately than herself.

They had been terribly painful and cruelly entangled times. However, Taejun’s steady heartbeat and the existence of the small life beginning to breathe within her were telling her that even if all those wounds would remain as scars, they would no longer hurt.

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The final exams she had worried about also came to a safe conclusion. She organized the major textbooks piled up in her library locker and finished moving to the new apartment that Taejun had personally chosen and examined.

It was a sunny apartment near the school. He had probably chosen the location for convenient commuting, but if she safely finished the remaining semester, she would soon have to submit a leave of absence for the approaching childbirth.

Even though she hadn’t organized luggage all day or moved much, her body was strangely drowsy like cotton.

Today during the day, she had tightly held Taejun’s hand and stopped by the obstetrics and gynecology clinic. On the ultrasound screen, a bean-sized creature smaller than a fingernail was revealing its existence.

Hearing the heartbeat pounding so vigorously within that small form, she felt an inexplicable excitement.

Honestly, though it was something to feel sorry to Taejun about, Hae-yeong had secretly harbored some immature thoughts. She was relieved that the child’s existence seemed to provide a solid justification for spending her entire life with Taejun.

Because she had made that solid man, who had said he would find her a safe house to live alone no matter what, ultimately find a house to live together with his own hands.

Even touching her belly that hadn’t swollen yet, there was no particular awareness, but as the surrounding scenery changed, she began to realize things one by one.

Becoming a family with Taejun. A child resembling him growing in her womb. And the fact that they had now become an extremely solid relationship that wouldn’t be shaken by any trials or tragedies.

“The water’s all ready.”

Taejun, poking his head through the bathroom door crack, spoke to Hae-yeong who was organizing clothes.

When Hae-yeong undressed and entered the bathroom, Taejun carefully embraced her as if he had been waiting and lowered her into the bathtub where warm water was rippling.

“You don’t need to do this much…”

“Just quietly enjoy it.”

Taejun’s languidly sunken voice echoed off the bathroom’s smooth tile walls.

Hae-yeong caught Taejun’s wet hand as he was about to turn around after setting her down and adjusting his clothes.

“Won’t you join me?”

At Hae-yeong’s question, Taejun seemed to contemplate for a moment, narrowing his brow, then soon unhesitatingly removed his rolled-up shirt and pants and pushed his body into the bathtub where bubbles were billowing up.

Hae-yeong, sitting overlapped with her back against Taejun’s broad embrace, looked up at his sharp chin. Water droplets sparkling under the bathroom lighting flowed down his throat.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Nothing at all.”

Hae-yeong lightly touched Taejun’s nose tip with her bubble-covered hand. Taejun wrinkled his nose bridge as if annoyed but didn’t avoid Hae-yeong’s touch.

“Don’t you wear glasses anymore?”

When Hae-yeong asked while poking Taejun’s nose bridge with her finger, he pulled her waist closer and answered.

“For the time being.”

“Why?”

“Because some woman said she liked the face without glasses better.”

The man’s answer, willingly breaking even his long-standing habit for Hae-yeong’s trivial preference, was sweet.

Hae-yeong let out a sheepish smile while pretending to give up, yet deliberately showed a troubled expression.

“I do like that face, but I don’t like other women looking at my man’s face.”

At Hae-yeong’s cunning jealousy-mixed complaint, Taejun burst into low laughter. The chest vibration was completely transmitted to Hae-yeong’s back through the water waves.

“I’ll wear them again if you tell me to.”

“You said you couldn’t see well.”

“It’s bearable.”

“Who endures something like that.”

“Here.”

Taejun gently caressed Hae-yeong’s chin and slowly lowered his eyes. Their meeting gazes intertwined, deeply containing each other.

Affection as thick and hot as the bathroom steam swam between the two people.

Hae-yeong, who had raised her body that was soaked in water, wrapped her arms around Taejun’s firm neck and lightly kissed his lips.

The sensation of lips touching and parting provided sweet yet dizzying stimulation.

“If you do that, I’ll get aroused.”

“What does it matter, between husband and wife.”

“Husband and wife…”

Taejun slowly rolled that unfamiliar yet overwhelming word around in his mouth.

Having said it, wondering if she had perhaps gone too far ahead without proper procedures, Hae-yeong quickly added with a reddened face.

“We haven’t gotten married yet, but…”

Taejun held Hae-yeong’s hair with affectionate hands as she hung her head as if embarrassed and whispered.

His voice held more certain and eternal conviction than any verdict or contract.

“It sounds nice, the word husband and wife.”

Taejun deeply kissed Hae-yeong’s ear and embraced her even deeper, as if trying to push her into himself.

The tense days of walking on sharp blade edges and the distant time of revenge when one had to survive by destroying someone else now seemed as distant as soap bubbles scattering futilely on the water surface.

The soft warmth transmitted from Hae-yeong’s skin tamed Taejun’s rough interior endlessly gently, and their touching heartbeats became a more solid testament to peace than any splendid vow.

Hae-yeong was the most beautiful punishment and salvation that had come to Taejun, who had been floating in darkness.

The guilt that had tormented countless nights was washed away in the waves of affection she had sent forth.

Hae-yeong’s breath was densely embedded in every crack of his fragmented soul, finally achieving completion.

If a flower bloomed from the very bottom of hell could be this brilliant, Taejun was willing to carry that karma and live his entire life as Hae-yeong’s shadow.

The moment when the season called Hae-yeong came to the barren land called Gi Taejun, and their time overlapped as one.

The world was no longer a threatening battlefield, but became a transparent paradise where only each other’s breathing was real.

【The End】

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