For a while, Hakyung, who had been sobbing because the CEO’s words were so touching, tightly hugged Muheon and said, “Let’s live happily ever after, CEO.”
“Of course.”
“I’m going to stick by your side even after I die, so you absolutely cannot remarry, whether it’s another person or a beastman.”
It hadn’t even been a full day since they received their marriage registration, but it was just like the brave Gangdorae to issue such a fierce warning.
Muheon nodded, easing his husband’s anxiety.
Of course, he had no intention of breaking up, but even if they did, there was no one who could replace Kang Hakyung.
In fact, it would be a relief if Kang Hakyung, who would soon experience a wider world, didn’t leave him.
Muheon gently stroked Hakyung’s hair, carefully swallowing the old man’s small worries.
At that, Hakyung’s crown chakra flared, expressing joy at his touch.
The two, who had been clinging together for a while, had to separate when a loud growl came from Hakyung’s stomach.
“Are you very hungry? Should we order room service or go to the restaurant?”
“Hmm… Can we go out and eat while exploring the hotel?”
“Of course. I’ll wash you.”
Muheon lifted Hakyung.
Hakyung, accustomed to being held in his arms, smiled shyly.
His heart pounded whenever the CEO treated him like a child or fragile glass.
He loved being cared for, adored, and loved by someone, and he was so happy that the person giving that love was the CEO.
As Hakyung dangled his legs and hummed in Muheon’s arms, an incredible sight unfolded before his eyes.
He hadn’t known yesterday because they used the room’s bathroom, but the main bathroom was breathtakingly beautiful.
Not only did it overlook the Seoul cityscape through a large window, but a huge bathtub that could easily fit several grown men captivated Hakyung’s gaze.
“CEO, don’t you think I could swim in there?”
“You could… but you want to swim? You said you were hungry.”
“Ah, that’s right. Yes, I’ll wash up quickly and we can go eat.”
“Okay, come here.”
Muheon took out Hakyung’s favorite scent and made foam.
Hakyung beamed, seeing the rich foam filling Muheon’s large hands.
***
They had overexerted themselves last night and didn’t want anything heavy for breakfast, so they chose a Korean traditional restaurant.
It was a breakfast course with abalone porridge as the main dish, and the view here was also truly wonderful.
“Come to think of it, they said the night view here was great, but we didn’t see it.”
“Ahem.”
It was Muheon who had gently persuaded Hakyung, who just wanted to glimpse it for a moment, by saying that the night view was spectacular and they should just “do it” first.
He had nothing to say, even if he had ten mouths.
Muheon needlessly placed side dishes on Hakyung’s spoon.
He also added, “Stop looking outside and eat quickly.”
He hadn’t meant to give a hint, but Hakyung chuckled softly, finding Muheon’s self-conscious embarrassment cute.
Breakfast with his beloved husband tasted like the best honey in the world.
“CEO.”
“Hmm?”
“Um, can we ask your friend for one more? The jelly.”
Hakyung whispered softly after finishing a bowl of abalone porridge.
He had boasted that it was so effective and rare, and it was true.
At first, the unfamiliar sensation was difficult, but once he adapted a little, it was twice, no, several times better.
Hakyung praised the seaweed jelly, suddenly bringing in feng shui, saying that Dokdo was clearly a sacred, pristine area.
Naturally, Muheon agreed with Hakyung’s words.
To think there was something so normal and good among the things Dokgo Jin gave.
He planned to ask him separately next time they met.
It was mutual; since Hakyung liked it as much as he did, if he asked by bribing him with something, Dokgo Jin would probably agree.
Of course, listening to his incessant chatter was already tiring.
“I’ll ask him next time we meet.”
“Yes, yes! I’ll ask my grandmother for some really delicious toha-jang (fermented shrimp paste). We can ask him together while giving him that.”
“It was that good?”
Hakyung’s face flushed pink like his hair.
Muheon chuckled and asked, recalling last night.
Hakyung, who was fidgeting, unnecessarily tapping the empty bowl with his spoon, nodded.
“It was so good. Muilmu-yi was just… inside me!”
“Ah, um. Have this.”
Muheon quickly put the remaining galbi (ribs) into his mouth, as Hakyung seemed poised to give a long speech about how good it was.
Even though they were married, he had no intention of telling others their intimate secrets.
Hakyung, who deliciously chewed the galbi Muheon gave him, quickly changed the subject.
It was about the contact from Hajo that morning.
“Hajo sent a few academies she wants to consult about. It looks like we’ll have to go to the academy district all weekend. I need to look up reviews later.”
A sigh escaped Hakyung’s lips as he looked at the academy list.
He was just like a parent raising a student.
Muheon, who had little interest in the human world, had nothing to say to Hakyung.
He could only encourage her to look into it thoroughly since it was her brother’s matter. Still, considering the Gangdorae’s capable personality shown so far, she would do well.
“Geoung will pick up your brother.”
“Uncle Geoung?”
“Yes.”
Hakyung gave Muheon a puzzled look at his nod.
Why Park Geoung?
He already had so much to do right by the CEO’s side; wouldn’t it be too hard for him to go all the way to the countryside to pick up his brother?
As if sensing Hakyung’s question, Muheon continued, “Because Park Geoung is the safest driver.”
“Safe driving?”
“Among us, Park Geoung is the only one who drives slower than the speed limit. The rest of us love to speed.”
Muheon clicked his tongue, saying that their habit of swimming fast in the ocean remained even on land.
Apparently, everyone unanimously recommended Park Geoung because they couldn’t risk bringing Hakyung’s brother back unsafely.
They were sea beastmen who knew each other’s driving habits precisely.
“I see… I should give Uncle Geoung a thank-you gift.”
“I’ll give it.”
“It’s my brother’s matter. I can take care of it…”
“Now it’s my brother’s matter. And I don’t want you thinking about other guys while picking out a gift.”
Hakyung’s jaw dropped at the casually spoken, jealousy-filled remark.
The CEO’s words replayed repeatedly in his mind.
With heat rushing to his face, Hakyung playfully poked Muheon’s foot with his toes.
Muheon’s lips curved upwards endlessly, watching the embarrassed Hakyung.
After a ticklish and sweet breakfast and exploring the hotel, Hakyung began to prepare to leave.
On the contrary, Muheon, watching him, had a sullen expression.
Hakyung, who was packing the welcome snacks, glanced at Muheon, who stood behind him like a Jangseung (Korean totem pole).
“CEO, what’s wrong?”
“Can’t we stay one more day?”
Anyone would think he wasn’t the CEO.
Hakyung sighed at the CEO, who somehow wanted to play instead of work.
It was a deeper sigh than when they talked about Hajo’s academy earlier.
Muheon’s brows furrowed, becoming something childish embedded in that sigh.
Anyone would think Kang Hakyung was the CEO. A malicious CEO obsessed with money, at that.
“How much does one night here cost… No.”
“I’ll pay for it.”
“If the CEO pays, isn’t it still money?”
“Who said it isn’t money? I’m just asking to stay one more day.”
Am I the only one on my honeymoon?
Am I the only one who wants to stick together?
Muheon’s voice grew slightly louder in his unfairness.
Coming for a honeymoon, staying for only one day was not enough.
However, it seemed unlikely that Hakyung’s stubbornness would break if they talked any more.
He also didn’t want to argue over something like this.
Crucially, seeing Kang Hakyung’s eyes widen at his annoyed words, the heat in his heart instantly cooled.
He was afraid Hakyung might be scared of him and step back even an inch.
Muheon swallowed his breath inwardly and helped Hakyung pack.
Hakyung, who had been blinking and following him without a word, subtly grabbed Muheon’s sleeve.
“CEO.”
“Hmm?”
“Are you very angry? Were you annoyed because I was stubborn?”
“No. I’m sorry for raising my voice.”
Muheon wrapped his hand around the small hand gripping his sleeve.
Hakyung’s fingertips were cold, as if he had been quite startled in that brief moment.
Muheon, cursing himself, hugged Hakyung tightly.
“It’s just that I loved being alone with you so much. I’m not angry or annoyed.”
“Me too, me too!”
“Huh?”
“I also love being alone with you so much, but I’m afraid that if I only stay with you, the other hyungs will talk badly about me…”
What should he do with this lovely Gangdorae, who even worried about his reputation?
Muheon briefly kissed Hakyung’s forehead.
“Okay, now that you have a husband, you’ll have to work even harder.”
“Really.”
Saying the CEO was the best, Hakyung stood on tiptoe and launched a lip attack on Muheon’s face.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t get past his chin, only managing to get a lot of saliva near his mouth.