Chapter 47: I love you, miss.

Lick.

Out of habit, I lightly brushed my tongue against Baek Yeon’s lips before pressing mine to hers.

Her lips, hotter and drier than usual due to her condition, felt raw.

‘…’

The sensation tugged at my heart painfully. I continued, making soft smack, smack sounds as I kissed her briefly, pulling back, then kissing again.

Kissing someone who didn’t respond felt more sinful than I expected.

But the emotions blooming within me weren’t just guilt or depravity.

My heart raced faster, my hands supporting me grew sweaty with heat.

“Ha…”

It was undeniable evidence of excitement.

A fervent sigh escaped my lips, but my actions didn’t stop.

The kisses grew longer with each moment.

Yet, the longer they lasted, the more a paradoxical feeling grew.

‘A little… more…’

I wanted to be closer, to touch more.

Even though we were already touching, the thirst in my heart only deepened, craving more.

And I knew what this thirst desired.

Rustle.

As if entranced, I slowly climbed onto the bed.

Propping myself up with my hands, I positioned myself with Baek Yeon between my arms.

It was as if I’d trapped her, preventing her escape.

‘Ugh…’

Realizing this, my face burned hotter.

To anyone watching, it would look like I was pouncing on her—a strange, compromising position.

‘No, this is… right. It’s for treatment.’

Just for treatment…

Muttering excuses to myself, I clenched my fist.

But—

The unfamiliar sensation in my hand.

“…Oh.”

I let out a short gasp.

Raising myself to my knees, I stared blankly at the pouch in my hand.

Right, I was supposed to take this first… then kiss her. That’s how it works.

‘…’

A wave of embarrassment, far worse than before, hit me.

I’d been so caught up in kissing her that I forgot the actual task.

All my internal excuses about doing this for Baek Yeon, for treatment, felt hollow.

“…Haha.”

There was no excusing what I’d just done.

It wasn’t for any noble reason.

I did it because I felt desire for an unconscious Baek Yeon, because I wanted to kiss her, because I wanted her.

“Because I… just love you…”

A heartfelt confession slipped from my lips.

That unintended whisper perfectly defined my true feelings.

“…”

Swish.

The final wall of reason crumbled.

I swallowed the medicine the physician gave me in one gulp.

A bitter taste lingered, but the moment my lips met Baek Yeon’s again, it vanished.

My senses dulled, replaced by an intoxicating, euphoric rush that filled my mind.

I pushed my tongue through her slightly parted lips, eagerly exploring her unresponsive mouth.

Slurp. Smack.

“Ha, hah…”

The lascivious sounds of our tongues entwining echoed in the quiet room, but strangely, I felt no shame.

Perhaps because she was unconscious, I felt no embarrassment.

Smack.

I moved my tongue assertively, brushing her lips and teeth, devouring her.

Pressing closer, my hands roamed, caressing her cheek, tracing her neck, following my instincts.

“…I love you.”

In the haze of my mind, between kisses and catching my breath, confessions slipped out.

“…I love you, Yeon-ah.”

I didn’t hold back the truths spilling from my lips.

“Really, I… smack.”

Driven by a primal desire to touch more, to entwine further, I consumed her relentlessly.

How much time passed?

“Hoo…”

At some point, the passage of time blurred. Exhausted physically and mentally, I slowly sat up.

I was out of breath, overwhelmed by my fervor.

Wiping my lips, wet with saliva—whose, I didn’t know—with my sleeve, I froze.

“…Done already?”

“!”

Baek Yeon’s low voice rang out, and her arms, now extended, wrapped around my neck.

Smack.

She pulled me down, kissing me again.

But this kiss was worlds apart from my one-sided efforts earlier.

“Hnng, hah…”

Unlike before, when I could control my breathing, now I could only gasp between her movements.

As if that wasn’t enough, she slowly sat up, her hands gliding over my body.

Her teasing touch, the heat already consuming my mind, the buzzing sensations in my body.

It felt like Baek Yeon was devouring me entirely.

“…Hehe.”

When I came to my senses after another kiss, our positions had flipped.

Her white hair cascaded over me like a curtain, trapping me beneath her.

I stared at her faintly smiling face, then slowly spoke.

“…Moving like this right away isn’t good for you.”

“It’s fine.”

She smiled brightly, gently stroking my face with one hand.

“When did you wake up?”

“Hmm, when was it?”

She chuckled playfully, planting a light kiss on my cheek.

I pouted at her reaction.

“…You should’ve said something if you were awake. That’s unfair, Young Lady.”

“Oh, calling me Young Lady now? You were calling me by my name earlier.”

“…”

She was awake then?

Her teasing made me clamp my mouth shut, my eyes darting nervously.

I got carried away and called her by her name…

Wait.

“So… you heard everything?”

“You mean you saying you love me over and over?”

“…Argh!”

No! Don’t say it out loud!

I screamed, covering my face with my hands.

If she was awake then, she could’ve at least told me!

Or moved her tongue a bit so I’d know to stop.

“…So unfair.”

Peeking through my fingers at her face, I mumbled.

She giggled softly, brushing my hair.

“I loved it. Hearing you say those things. I wanted to hear more.”

“…”

“By the way… thank you.”

But as she continued, a trace of bitterness crept into her expression.

“I guess I was being punished for doing something bad.”

She seemed to vaguely understand what happened.

“If I were a good person like you, this wouldn’t have happened.”

“…”

“I’m sorry for being a bad person, Seoran. For not being good.”

I shook my head at her apology.

Everyone calls me a good person, but I know I’m not.

…Especially when it comes to Baek Yeon.

Even now.

“Um… Young Lady.”

She’s awake, so I should tell everyone outside who’s worried…

But it wasn’t enough.

“You still… haven’t fully recovered…”

I wanted to touch her more.

“Maybe… we should do a bit more?”

It was my selfish desire.

“…Hmm?”

She paused at my words, letting out a soft hum before smiling deeply.

“You’re giving me permission?”

“…Only kissing. We agreed nothing more until we’re both adults.”

“…You say that after all this? That’s harsh.”

She clicked her tongue, shaking her head, but didn’t seem upset.

After all, this was one of the first times I’d initiated.

Despite her feigned displeasure, her eyes, filled with desire, were locked on me.

She, too, cared for nothing else, consumed only by her want for me.

“Shouldn’t you lie down? Want me to take over?”

“No, I like being on top of you.”

“…That sounds suggestive.”

We’d probably keep greedily devouring each other until the end.

“More than that, say it again.”

“…Say what?”

“Don’t play dumb. You know.”

“Really…”

But what could I do?

That’s…

Our love.

Rustle.

I slowly wrapped my arms around her neck.

Pulling her close, I brought my lips to her ear and whispered softly.

“…I love you, Young Lady.”

Even knowing the end, the love I couldn’t hold back was sweeter than I could ever imagine.