Jin-Ah set the final side dishes on the small table and sat down across from Jinwoo who just come after bath. The space between them felt smaller than usual. Every time Jinwoo reached for a dish, the lean muscle of his forearm shifted beneath his sleeves, drawing her eyes.
She picked up her chopsticks, but instead of eating, she just stared at his hands. They were calloused from weapons, but steady.
"You're staring at me ," Jinwoo noted, a small, amused smile playing on his lips as he looked up. "Is there something on my face?"
"No," Jin-Ah said quickly, a faint pink hue touching her cheeks as she looked down at her rice. She cleared her throat, trying to regain her usual playful demeanor. "It's just... you look different. You feel like a completely different person."
She looked back up, her eyes locking onto his.
"Sometimes, when you look toward the door, it feels like you're carrying the weight of the entire world," she murmured, her voice dropping its teasing edge. "Brother . I know you felt like you had to earn your place here by throwing yourself into those awful dungeons for us. But you don't have to carry it all alone anymore."
Jinwoo paused. The warmth of the apartment suddenly felt intense. He looked at Jin-Ah The girl who used to chase him around the living room was gone. Sitting across from him was a beautiful young woman whose gaze held a fierce, unwavering devotion that went far beyond mere sibling worry.
"Jin-Ah..." Jinwoo started, his voice lowering, carrying a resonance that made her heart skip a beat.
He reached across the table, his larger, warm hand gently resting over hers.
"I don't go into those gates out of obligation," he said softly, his eyes locking onto hers with absolute certainty. "I do it because making sure you are safe, happy, and right here beside me... that's the only thing that matters to me."
Jin-Ah's breath hitched slightly. The familiar boundaries they had lived under for years felt incredibly fragile in that moment, melting away under the sudden, intense gravity of his gaze. She didn't pull her hand away. Instead, her fingers twitched, softly leaning into his touch.
"Then... promise me you'll always come back," she whispered, her heart hammering against her ribs.
"I promise," Jinwoo replied, his grip tightening the gasp on her hand.
...
After dinner jinwoo come say good night to jin-Ah but saw saw her sitting on sofa wearing a blanket.
Felling curious, jinwoo asked " What are doing here wearing a blanket on you.
Hearing this jin-ah shy and the open the blanket, exposing the scenery beanth her.
Seeing this jin-ah shy reaction and looking at sexy figure in revealing clothes which make Jinwoo dick hard and he pounch on her , pining her beneath him.