Chapter 170: How it made him seem so noble

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Chapter 170: How it made him seem so noble "Hyung," I smiled at Ki-hoon. "...will you carry me again?" He looked at me, surprised and a bit worried but he nodded and said, "Sure." The others might end up getting jealous once they find out that Ki-hoon had gotten the special privilege of carrying me in such a way, but for that moment, I simply didn’t want to think about it. The worst they could do was try to do the same, right? That means more mama bears for me, haha. Ki-hoon got up and I also got up. "I’ll retire for the night," I said, bowing my head lightly, but I did not make eye contact before looking away, and then Ki-hoon carried me. Just like before, he swooped me up with little to no effort with his hands on my thighs, and then I wrapped my arms around his neck. That memory really drained me instantly and it made me feel weird. It made me feel uncomfortable but it was even more reason for me to try and address it. Maybe this was not the best way but... To some, it may look like I had suddenly gotten upset with Min-Cheol and Jin-Yeok, and that was why I asked Ki-hoon to carry me out of there. It might also seem so to them too but if it did turn out like that, I would explain to them later. ’Right now, I can’t tell if they’re misunderstanding. Are they still following Seo-Jun’s teaching?’ Remember when Seo-Jun told them, back at the entrance of the spa, that if the person they liked was offended, the best way to make them feel better was to give them a little space? Maybe that was what they were doing since they didn’t know why I was suddenly upset to the point I didn’t want to make eye contact, if at all I was mad at them, to begin with, and could only clench their fists in that instance and wait till I had calmed down and was ready to talk. ’Sorry,’ I shut my eyes. I didn’t want to make things hard for them, but it seemed like in the process of trying to please them so much, I seemed to lose myself, and it was to the point that I actually forgot about my main goal. "Jo-Pil," Ki-hoon called as he walked into his room and shut the door. "I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t know what you’re thinking or how you’re feeling but... If you have something on your mind if you feel troubled, then... Do not hesitate to confide in me. I will do absolutely anything for you." He said, his hand pressed on the back of my head and his eyes blazing with determination. He did not look at my face to say these things but even though I could not see his eyes or his face, I was touched by his words. His determination to protect me and do everything in his power to help me. Oh, how it greatly contradicted his character in the first half of the novel. How it made him seem so noble despite the fate that was written for him. Thanks to me, he didn’t need to abide by the author’s rules and unconditionally follow a painful and cruel fate. He didn’t have to be violent; he didn’t have to hate me, and he didn’t have to shed a tear while he inflicted harm on the one he loved. My arms around him tightened as I thought of this, my heart thumping painfully and at the same time, with relief. The trauma that I had kept away, the reason I was able to easily forget it was because I was so drawn by the change in dynamics, how easily they were able to break away from their awful characters and become so sweet and warm. So... So tender. So loving. I told myself I wouldn’t be swayed by their feelings no matter what, and I would give them a hard time if they craved my affection, but... Look at me now. That was the plan, but yet I seemed too easy to please. I was the type that was easy to fall, I guess. Yet... That does not erase the traces of the traumas left in me. The memories that surface on their own and catch my breath, making me gasp for air like one that was drowning. I raised my head and looked up to face him. He was trying to make me feel at ease but couldn’t even pat my back because of my wound. He was so sweet. I stared into his eyes sweetly. I probably need this level of sweetness to feel alright. "Jo-Pil," he called my name so softly that it hit my heart like an arrow. "Thank you, Hyung." I whispered, my face close to his as I lifted one of my hands to caress his face. "You don’t know how... You don’t know how your words make me feel." "I’ll be glad if they make you feel better." He said and I chuckled. "Yeah, yeah, that’d be a good thing." I said but it was not enough. With this level of sweetness that could melt even an ice block, I suddenly had a thought flashing through my mind. An image that replaced the sweetness in front of me, an image that was etched in my memory. A hard image. I bit my lip softly. I... I didn’t want to run from the trauma anymore. I wanted to comfort him. I twisted my lips a bit as I stared into his unwavering eyes but then my eyes suddenly trailed down to his lips. I wanted to kiss him. (So, I was thinking we could do some special episodes/Chapters. I don’t know if you’ll like it but I hope you do. It stars our stubborn and cautious Jo-Pil, as well as the three Alphas. It’s not because I’m out of ideas or anything like that, but this idea suddenly popped up in my head, and I felt you guys might like it. So, I’ll write it while it’s still fresh in my head. Don’t worry, it’s short. Ten episodes short, I think. If there are any objections before I start, hoping to get at least four responses to this, I’ll forfeit the idea but those who see this first and think it’s okay)

Chapter 170: How it made him seem so noble

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