Call me my wife

As the morning wore on, I found myself increasingly restless. Despite my efforts to distract myself, my thoughts kept drifting back to Yura. I missed her comforting presence, and the loneliness felt overwhelming.

Desperate to ease the ache in my chest, I reached for my phone and dialed Yura's number. After a few rings, she picked up.

"Where are you, Yura?" I asked, my voice tinged with sadness as I struggled to understand what was happening to me.

"I'm at work. Is everything okay?" Yura replied, her tone tinged with concern.

"No, there's no problem, but I miss you," I admitted softly, my heart aching with longing.

I could hear Yura's laughter through the phone. "Oh, my cutie pie misses me? That's too adorable. If you call me 'my wife,' I'll ask someone to come and pick you up to join me," she teased.

"Really?" I asked, excitement bubbling up inside me at the thought of seeing her.

"Yes, really," Yura confirmed, her laughter infectious.

The mere thought of being reunited with Yura filled me with a sense of joy and relief. Without hesitation, I agreed.

"Okay, my wife. Please send someone to pick me up," I said, unable to contain my excitement.

Yura chuckled at my eagerness. "I'll arrange it right away. Just wait for me, okay?" she said reassuringly.

With a renewed sense of hope, I ended the call and began to prepare for Yura's arrival. The prospect of seeing her again filled me with anticipation, and I couldn't wait to be reunited.

It wasn't long before there was a knock at the door, and one of the servants entered the room.

"Miss Jiyeon, Miss Yura sent me to pick you up," she said with a warm smile.

I smiled back gratefully, feeling a surge of gratitude for Yura's thoughtfulness. "Thank you," I said, gathering my things before following the servant out of the room.

As we made our way through the manor, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building inside me. The prospect of being reunited with Yura filled me with joy, and I couldn't wait to see her again.

When we finally reached Yura's workplace, I practically ran inside, eager to find her. It didn't take long before I spotted her, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of her.

Yura looked up from her desk, a warm smile lighting up her face as she saw me approaching.

"Jiyeon, you're here!" she exclaimed, getting up from her desk to greet me.

I couldn't help but smile back at her, feeling a rush of happiness at the sight of her.

"Yura," I said, my voice filled with affection as I enveloped her in a tight hug.

Yura returned the hug, holding me close as if she never wanted to let me go. In that moment, all my worries and fears melted away, replaced by the warmth of Yura's embrace.

"Thank you for coming to get me," I said softly, feeling grateful for her presence.

Yura pulled back slightly, a teasing glint in her eye. "Anything for my cutie pie," she replied, her voice filled with affection.

Yura led me to the room next to her office, a small, cozy space filled with books and paperwork. Before I could protest, she gently took my hand and guided me to the bed, tucking me in with a warm blanket.

"Rest for a while, okay?" she said, her hand soothingly stroking my hair.

"But I don't want to sleep. I want to spend time with you," I replied, looking up at her with pleading eyes.

Yura sighed softly, a hint of regret in her voice. "I'm sorry, but I still have a lot of work to do, so I can't take care of you right now."

Feeling disappointed, I pouted and pulled the blanket up to my chin, my bottom lip jutting out slightly.

Yura couldn't help but smile at my childish behavior. She knew that I was feeling needy and wanted her attention, but she also had her responsibilities to attend to.

"Hey, how about this? While I work, you can keep me company, okay?" she suggested, trying to find a compromise.

I brightened up at her suggestion, nodding eagerly. "Okay! I'll be your assistant," I declared, a smile spreading across my face.

Yura chuckled at my enthusiasm. "Great! Then you can help me by keeping me company and fetching me things when I need them," she said, giving me a playful wink.

I nodded eagerly, feeling excited at the prospect of spending time with Yura, even if it meant just being in the same room as her while she worked.

For the next few hours, I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Yura as she worked at her desk. Occasionally, she would ask me to fetch her a file or a cup of coffee, and each time, I eagerly jumped up to help her.

Despite the mundane nature of the tasks, I felt a sense of joy knowing that I was able to help Yura in some small way. It made me feel useful and appreciated, and I couldn't help but smile every time she thanked me for my assistance.

As the hours passed, I began to feel a bit restless. Despite my best efforts to keep myself occupied, I couldn't shake the feeling of longing that gnawed at me.

"Yura, can I ask you something?" I said suddenly, breaking the silence that had settled over the room.

Yura looked up from her work, her expression curious. "Of course, Jiyeon. What's on your mind?" she asked, setting aside her pen and giving me her full attention.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to put my feelings into words. "Do you really have to work all the time? I mean, can't you take a break and spend time with me?" I asked, my voice tinged with disappointment.

Yura's expression softened, and she reached out to take my hand in hers. "I'm sorry, Jiyeon. I know I've been busy lately, but I promise I'll make it up to you. How about this? Once I finish my work, we can do something fun together. Just the two of us," she suggested, her eyes warm and sincere.

I couldn't help but smile at her offer, feeling a surge of happiness at the thought of spending quality time with her. "Okay, that sounds nice," I replied, my disappointment fading away.

Yura smiled back at me, her eyes sparkling with affection. "Great! Now, why don't you lie down and rest for a bit? I'll be done soon, and then we can have some fun," she said, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze.

Feeling reassured by her words, I lay back on the bed, snuggling under the warm blanket. Despite my initial disappointment,. 

As I lay on the bed, the warmth of the blanket enveloping me, I couldn't help but feel my eyelids growing heavy. The gentle sound of Yura's typing filled the room, lulling me into a state of relaxation.

Despite my best efforts to stay awake, the exhaustion of the day finally caught up with me. My eyes fluttered closed, and before I knew it, I had drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

I don't know how much time passed before I felt something gently brushing against my face. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find Yura sitting beside me, her fingers trailing lightly over my cheek.

"Hey there, sleepyhead," she said softly, a warm smile on her face.

I blinked, feeling disoriented for a moment before I remembered where I was. "Yura? What time is it?" I asked, my voice groggy with sleep.

Yura chuckled, her hand still stroking my cheek. "It's late. You've been asleep for a few hours," she replied, her voice gentle.

I stretched, feeling my muscles protest after being in the same position for so long. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep," I said, feeling a twinge of embarrassment.

Yura shook her head, her smile reassuring. "Don't apologize. You needed the rest," she said, her tone affectionate.

I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "What about you? Have you finished your work?" I asked, suddenly feeling guilty for falling asleep while Yura was still busy.

Yura nodded, her expression tired but content. "Yes, I finally finished. And now that you're awake, we can spend some time together," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

I smiled, feeling a rush of happiness at the thought of spending more time with Yura. "That sounds perfect," I replied, my voice filled with gratitude.

Yura reached out, taking my hand in hers. "Come on, let's go do something fun," she said, pulling me gently off the bed.