GUILT COMPLEX
"OPPA, let's hold hands."
Hmm?
Wooju was a bit surprised by Gyubin's request when the two of them were already lying down on the large bed.
She's not the clingy and touchy type, after all.
But he knew why his wife suddenly said that.
"Gyubin-ah, I'm not going to run away."
"I'm sorry, but I can't trust Oppa's words right now," Gyubin insisted, and then she extended her hand to her. "Here, Oppa."
Wooju let out a defeated sigh, and then he finally held Gyubin's hand.
I've noticed this before, but Gyubin's hand is really small. Soft and smooth, too.
Wooju was glad that the cuts and scratches on Gyubin's hands disappeared when he absorbed her physical pains and injuries.
"Gyubin-ah, you're squeezing my hand a bit tightly."
"Because I don't want to wake up without Oppa by my side."
"So, you really think I'm going to run away?"
"Oppa?"
"Are you going to do aegyo again for me?"