The room was quiet.
Too quiet.
Suspiciously quiet.
Kang Sera stood at the edge of the massive bed, staring at it like it had personally offended her.
*This bed is bigger than my entire life," she muttered.
Behind her, Han Jiheon loosened his tie, completely unbothered.
"Sleep"
"You say that like it's easy," she turned to him. "There's a stranger in my bed."
"You're the stranger."
"Wow. Emotional damage."
The Arrangement
After a long, unnecessary argument-
They finally settled on:
One bed
Maximum distance
No touching
"If you cross the line," Jiheon said coldly, "I won't
tolerate it."
Sera slid under the blanket, yawning.
"Relax. I'm not interested in hugging a human ice
cube."
Five Minutes Later
Sera: asleep.
Completely.
Peacefully.
Like she had zero worries in life.
Jiheon, however-
Was very much awake.
Eyes open.
Staring at the ceiling.
"...Unbelievable."
Ten Minutes Later
Something touched him.
Lightly.
Then-
He froze
Slowly-
He looked down.
Sera's leg was casually thrown over him.
Like he was a body pillow,
"What."
He pushed it away.
Firmly.
Silently.
Three Seconds Later
It came back.
Another Attempt
He removed it again.
This time more aggressively.
*Control your limbs," he muttered.
One Minute Later
Not just her leg.
Her entire body shifted.
Closer
Closer-
Until-
She was basically on top of him.
Her arm around his waist.
Face dangerously close to his shoulder.
Breathing softly.
Peacefully.
Comfortably.
Jiheon.exe has stopped working
"This is insane."
He tried to move-
But she tightened her grip in her sleep.
"Why are you stronger when unconscious?"
Final Attempt
He grabbed her leg-
And threw it aside.
Hard.
...Mistake.
Sera's eyes snapped open.
"What the hell."
She sat up suddenly, hair messy, eyes half-lidded.
"...Why are you attacking me in my sleep?"
"I'm defending myself."
"From what? My existence?"
"From your limbs."
She blinked.
"My limbs?"
"Yes."
"You're offended by my legs now?"
"They were on me."
"That sounds like a you problem."
The Fight Begins
"Sleep on the floor," Jiheon said coldly.
Silence.
Sera stared at him.
"Excuse me?"
"You're the problem."
"You're the problem."
"Get down."
"No."
Round 1: Verbal Chaos
"You're invading my space."
"You don't own oxygen."
"This is my room."
"This is my bed too."
"You're unbearable."
"You're dramatic"
Round 2: Personal Attacks
"You sleep like a disaster."
"You exist like one."
"You're impossible."
"And yet, here I am."
Then-
Jiheon ran a hand through his hair, clearly irritated.
"I hate this"
Aww," Sera tilted her head. "Having a wife?"
"I hate being touched."
Pause.
Sera blinked.
"...You what?"
"I don't like it," he said coldly. "So stop."
Silence.
Then-
Slowly-
Very slowly-
A smile spread across her face.
↓
Danger Activated
*You don't like being touched?"
No.
She leaned closer.
At all?
His eyes narrowed.
"Don't."
Too Late
Her fingers moved.
Lightly.
Quickly.
Right at his side-
Tickle.
System Crash
Jiheon froze
What are you doing."
She smiled.
"Testing a theory."
Another tickle.
AND THEN-
"Stop-"
A breath.
A break-
Then-
He laughed.
FULL CHAOS
Not a small laugh.
Not controlled.
Actual-
Uncontrolled laughter.
*Stop! Kang Sera-!"
She grinned like a villain.
"OH? So the ice prince CAN laugh?"
He tried to grab her hands-
She dodged.
Tickled him again.
Harder.
CEO RUNNING AWAY
He tried to move away-
Actually tried to escape-
But she grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
"No no no," she laughed. "You don't get to run!"
STOP-
"I thought you hated being touched??"
DO-
"Then why are you laughing??"
Final Scene
The room was no longer quiet.
It was chaos.
Laughter.
Struggling.
Messy sheets.
And for the first time-
Han Jiheon wasn't cold.
Wasn't distant.
Wasn't controlled.
He was-
Alive.
And Sera-
Watched him.
Eyes shining.
Amused.
Curious
*...So," she said softly, still smiling,
"This is the real you, huh?"
Jiheon stilled.
Breathing slightly uneven.
Looking at her-
Differently.
Silence fell.
But this time-
It wasn't cold.