"P...Your Majesty?"
The heroine didn't know what to do with Youngmin, who was leaning his head on her shoulder.
Yeongmin, who noticed this, looked at Yeoju with a pitiful look in his eyes, like a puppy that had been drenched in rain.
"In times like this, you can just give me your shoulder and pat my head..."
At Youngmin's words, the female protagonist hesitated and then stroked Youngmin's warm hair.
"Huh..... Is this kind of guy not that great?"
"Hmm... not bad"
"I will do everything for Young-ae.
"I want to choose a kind and bad boy according to my taste"
"Phew, are you serious?"
"Yes, I'm serious."
"I like a man who is affectionate. I like a man who is affectionate only to me.
Bad guys aren't bad either. To a certain extent.
But I"
The female protagonist chuckled and hugged Youngmin tightly.
"I love Your Majesty. I love all of Your Majesty, no matter what Your Majesty looks like or how You appear."
Yeongmin also hugged Yeoju tightly and said
"Young-ae, don't you have any taste?"
"No? I have it."
"If you tell me, I will do everything for you."
"Your Majesty"
"yes?"
"I like the person named Lim Young-min.
Why don't you understand, really........"
Youngmin's eyes widened for a moment, then the corners of his eyes slightly closed.
His smile, with his thick eyelashes and puffy cheeks, looked quite lovely.
The female protagonist, who had been blankly staring at his harmless smile, quickly turned her head to avoid Youngmin's persistent gaze. Youngmin then gently grabbed her long, beautiful hair and gently kissed her.
"I love you. I really do. I'll be happy with anything you do until the end of the world."
After hearing his confession, the female protagonist turned her head again and looked at Yeongmin.
Her hair, which was in Youngmin's hands, flowed out of his hands more smoothly than a fluttering curtain.
And in Yeongmin's eyes, as he faced the female protagonist, sadness and longing were mixed together, hiding a deep possessive desire.
Looking at his eyes, which were so full of tears that they would burst into tears at the slightest touch, Yeo-ju caressed Young-min's cheek and said
"me too"
And he said with a big smile
"Can I look forward to the proposal?"
Youngmin flinched slightly, then smiled brightly to hide his embarrassment. He answered with that bright smile. Then he handed me a flower.
"Fog...is it a flower?"
"I brought a bouquet of beautiful flowers on my way here."
Yeoju chuckled as she saw the dirt on the hem of Youngmin's clothes as he handed her the baby's breath.
"Thank you. I'll keep it safe so it doesn't wilt."
"I'll bring it back when it withers."
"So... we're now... lovers... right?"
Youngmin hugged Yeoju tightly as she shyly asked while receiving baby's breath flowers, and spoke while lightly kissing her forehead.
"I've already taken your hand. Now I can't take it off."
"Yeah, yeah, I won't take it off."
Baby's Breath: Eternal Love