When I Loved You

“Wrapped it as a gift to you. Did you like it?” Yiyoung asked, trailing her finger down to his stomach.

Muyeol bent down and passionately kissed her on the back of her neck as he whispered,

“I like it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

His tongue traced its way up her neck to her lips. And then he devoured her lips. As Muyeol caressed her, he put his tongue inside her mouth, tasting and exploring everything. Their kisses were hot, and they breathed heavily.

Muyeol laid his body on top of hers before reaching for her underwear.

“Don’t rip it,” Yiyoung immediately warned him when he grabbed it, “It’s expensive.”

Muyeol caught his breath before taking off her underwear. He lowered his head to kiss her breast before lifting her lightly and walking to the bathroom.

* * *

As if the multiple rounds of love-making wasn’t enough, Muyeol continued to shower Yiyoung’s back with kisses. Yiyoung accepted them all, too exhausted to even lift a finger.

Muyeol’s lips traced her back before reaching her rounded hips. As Yiyoung continued to receive the endless kisses, she said, “Even if I’m not here, think that I’m always with you. Even if I’m at a place where you can’t see me, think of it as if I’m always with you.”

Muyeol raised his head, feeling like something was amiss. His heart felt as if it was being stabbed.

Yiyoung flipped around and looked Muyeol in the eyes. “I’m yours, Cha Muyeol.”

Then she reached out with her legs and pulled him toward her. “And your present life is mine. Don’t forget that.”

Muyeol resisted the pull by holding onto the bed with both hands. He’d heard Yiyoung say the same thing before, but it sounded different this time. Almost as if his heart instinctively detected something weird, it started pounding.

As if she was trying to calm him down, Yiyoung put both hands on his chest and softly touched him. “Come here. Come to me.” ”

Muyeol’s breath hitched.

“I love you.”

Muyeol closed his eyes.

“I love you.”

Yiyoung pulled him closer to her.

“I love you.”

Muyeol poured all his heart and soul into the kiss he gave Yiyoung.

* * *

It was finally the day for Yiyoung to leave.

“Did you say it’s for nine days and eight nights?” Muyeol asked for what was probably the hundredth time.

But Yiyoung responded patiently. “Yeah.”

“So that means you’ll be here before Korean New Year.”

The stockholders’ meeting was scheduled to be held after Korean New Year. Yiyoung smiled shyly. “Prepare well for the stockholders’ meeting.”

“Okay.”

“I’m telling you, you should start preparing a speech.”

“I don’t have to do that.”

Muyeol reached out and grabbed Yiyoung’s carry-on.

“You’re holding it for me?” she asked.

“I’ll drop you off.”

“Drop me off?” Yiyoung blinked. “You have time?”

“I already informed the office.”

“Yay! I’m excited,” she cheered.

Muyeol led the way, still holding her carry-on, and Yiyoung followed him. As they entered the hallway, the cold January air greeted Yiyoung, automatically making her shiver.

“Did you wear enough?” Muyeol questioned.

“Yeah.”

“Europe will be colder than you think.”

Yiyoung pulled down the zipper of her long coat as soon as they got on the elevator, and showed him the scarf she was wearing. “It’ll be fine. I’m well prepared.”

Muyeol reached out and adjusted the scarf. “Don’t catch a cold.”

“I’ll be careful.”

“You should.”

“I love you.”

“Okay.”

“I love you,” she repeated.

Muyeol hugged her and whispered, “I love you more.”