Flower Fiancé Chapter 109

Ji Yeonwoo asked back, as if unable to believe it. Beyond the closed curtains, it was growing dark outside, so he had thought he’d only slept for a few hours, but it seemed that wasn’t the case.

“Is there anything you want to eat?”

“There is one thing.”

“What is it?”

“…Pasta.”

“Pasta?”

“Yes. I want to eat the pasta you made for me back then again.”

“Okay. I’m not sure if we have the ingredients. I’ll look around and try to make it. Stay lying down.”

With a smirk, Choi Moohyuk kissed Ji Yeonwoo’s forehead and got up from his seat.

After he left, Ji Yeonwoo stared blankly for a while, then pulled the blanket up and buried himself inside it. Come to think of it, there was no unpleasant sticky feeling around his buttocks or between his legs. Had he cleaned him up while he was asleep? Lost in various thoughts, Ji Yeonwoo smiled faintly and burrowed a little deeper into the blanket.

It was because the cozy blanket enveloping his body felt just like Choi Moohyuk’s embrace.

∞ ∞ ∞

After finishing their hot and sweet honeymoon in Bacalar, the two returned home and began setting up their newlywed household in earnest at Choi Moohyuk’s house.

With his promotion to representative, he had more free time, so they spent longer together, and they also adjusted the schedule of the housekeeper who came to the house so she would only come three days a week.

The biggest change in the house was the increase in interior decorative items in what had been a minimalist home. Here and there, picture frames holding affectionate images of the two, along with pots carefully chosen by Ji Yeonwoo, were placed together.

The house, which had felt cold and empty, now exuded a lived-in atmosphere just with the warm photos and flower pots.

Choi Moohyuk, dressed in a sharply tailored suit, opened the bedroom door and entered. The white blanket bulging on the bed was still motionless. Brown hair was spread haphazardly over the overturned blanket. Choi Moohyuk slowly sat on the edge of the bed. Only a little hair was visible, but the look in his eyes as he gazed at it was full of affection.

“How long are you going to sleep? You need to eat breakfast.”

Carefully pulling the blanket aside, Ji Yeonwoo, languidly asleep, squirmed and burrowed further into the blanket. Turning away from the light, his back and neck were covered with colorful marks from the night before. Among them, a particularly faint mark was visible on his neck.

“Weren’t you supposed to be working part-time at the Boss’s flower shop today?”

“Euhng…”

Lowering his body, he pressed his lips onto that mark. As he sucked lightly and whispered, Ji Yeonwoo let out a groaning sound and turned his body. Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, he squinted his unwilling eyes. When their eyes met, Ji Yeonwoo let out a heuheung, a scoffing laugh, then rustled as he got up and crept closer.

What to do—watching in silence, Ji Yeonwoo, clad only in drawers, climbed onto Choi Moohyuk’s thighs, using them as support. Fumbling, he braced his hands and wrapped his arms around his neck, resting his face against his shoulder and nuzzling. It was like a complaint that he didn’t want to let go, or perhaps just aegyo.

“At this rate, you won’t be able to go to work, will you?”

Choi Moohyuk folded one leg onto the bed and firmly supported Ji Yeonwoo’s slipping buttocks.

He lifted the thin blanket and wrapped it around Ji Yeonwoo’s bare body. Still, he didn’t show any sign of waking up, so he began to tease him, kissing under his ear and on his neck.

“Mmh, just a little longer. Five more minutes.”

He pleaded in a sleep-roughened voice and squirmed. Choi Moohyuk ignored him and continued kissing, then strongly sucked the soft flesh inside his neck. It was hard enough to leave a mark.

‘Ah, it’s going to leave a mark. It’s getting warmer so I can’t wear turtlenecks, what about the part-time job? The part-time job, ah…!’

Following the flow of his thoughts, Ji Yeonwoo suddenly snapped his head up. Pressing his palm against his still-tender neck, Choi Moohyuk lifted one corner of his mouth and smiled.

“Don’t tell me, you left a mark?”

“…It’ll be covered by clothes, so it won’t show.”

“No, but still…”

“So what? They know we’re married anyway.”

Ji Yeonwoo, who had been about to say something, was at a loss for words. Choi Moohyuk was right. After returning from the honeymoon, he had coincidentally gotten in touch with the Boss of Flower Farm Boss. After conveying the news of their marriage and chatting, the Boss had subtly asked if he had any interest in a part-time job.

The wife of the Boss of the flower farm who had supplied flowers when he ran Flower Fiancé had recently opened a flower shop, he said. It had been less than a week, and apparently, because they were getting flowers cheaply wholesale and they were fresh, customers were overflowing.

Anyway, it was frustrating just staying home all the time, and since he had agreed to help out for just a short 1-2 weeks, he didn’t want to turn it down.

Choi Moohyuk readily agreed. Knowing well how much it had pained Ji Yeonwoo to close Flower Fiancé, he encouraged him, saying that as long as his condition was fine, he could do it as much as he wanted.

“What time did you say you needed to be there?”

“She said I just need to come by 10.”

“When’s closing time?”

“For now, she said 5, but if there are a lot of customers, I might have to stay longer.”

“Seven hours is a bit tight. Take it easy and rest as you go.”

“Okay.”

Answering obediently, Ji Yeonwoo leaned his face against Choi Moohyuk’s neck and nuzzled. Choi Moohyuk held the back and buttocks that had come willingly into his arms and patted them gently.

“You seem to be sleeping more lately. Are you sure nothing’s wrong?”

“It’s not that. I’m just strangely lethargic.”

Taking Ji Yeonwoo out of his arms, Choi Moohyuk touched his hazy, sleep-drunk forehead. His body was warm. It wasn’t a fever, but he could tell his body temperature was higher than usual.

“Are you sure you don’t need to see a doctor?”

Choi Moohyuk suddenly felt worried. Because even when he had pheromone deficiency, he had been lethargic and prone to frequent minor ailments, so he was concerned that something might be wrong.

“Oh, come on. I’m just sleeping a little more, what’s the doctor for.”

Leaning his face against his tense shoulder, Ji Yeonwoo took a small breath.

“There’s no problem with pheromones either. I can feel your pheromones so strongly.”

He could smell the pheromones reminiscent of magnolia blossoms and his unique body scent. Choi Moohyuk glanced down and lifted his chin. Ji Yeonwoo squinted one eye and smiled languidly.

“Can’t you just give me one kiss and let me go to work?”

“It’s not difficult, but…”

Choi Moohyuk approached, their noses brushing, and stopped right before his lips.

Close enough that if he pouted his lips slightly, they would touch.

“I’m not sure it’ll end with just a kiss.”

Choi Moohyuk, looking up at Ji Yeonwoo with only his eyes, smiled with upturned lips and bit his own lip.

∞ ∞ ∞

“Thank you, please come again.”

Ji Yeonwoo bowed to a customer who was leaving with a bundle of ranunculus in their arms. Supporting his back with both hands, Ji Yeonwoo surveyed the floor. After a rush of customers had swept through, the floor was messy with cut stem ends and leaves.

Unable to stand the mess, Ji Yeonwoo immediately picked up a broom. Bending over to sweep the floor, he suddenly felt his vision spin.

‘Huh?’

Ji Yeonwoo paused and awkwardly straightened up. Still, the dizziness didn’t subside. Staggering, Ji Yeonwoo unconsciously grabbed the wall.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Yeonwoo, are you feeling unwell?”

The Boss, who had been arranging flowers on the other side, saw this and approached. Seeing Ji Yeonwoo’s face had turned white, she expressed concern and pulled out a chair for him.

“Oh my, look at your face. You need to sit down and rest for a bit.”

“Ah, thank you.”

Ji Yeonwoo slumped into the chair and lowered his head. It was his first day working, and he felt upset for showing such a state.

But what was even more puzzling was that the symptoms weren’t just dizziness. For some reason, the scent of the flowers felt overwhelmingly strong. In this space filled with the mixed scents of various flowers, it felt like he couldn’t breathe properly.

‘Why is this happening?’

Ji Yeonwoo gently rubbed his churning stomach with his hand and tilted his head in confusion. While he was resting, another customer came in. ‘Welcome.’ Reflexively rising, Ji Yeonwoo greeted the customer with a beaming smile, as if he hadn’t been ill at all.