cured - im jaebum [sequel]

four

subin was exhausted.

the store got a new shipment of clothes from a popular line of clothing. it was a long day of unloading heavy boxes of winter clothes. oversized parkas, cardigans, and wool sweaters were significantly heavier that jeans and t-shirts. her arms felt like noodles and her thighs were burning.

she didn't mind her silent driver on the way home. as she listened to the sound of tires on the pavement, she rested her head against the window. the cool glass chilled her sweaty forehead. she was on the verge of sleep when a voice dragged her out.

"ms. park," the driver said. "wake up."

if subin wasn't so dead, she would have been surprised that he spoke an actual sentence to her. the tables were turned as subin grumbled a goodbye and practically rolled out of the car.

jaebum heard the front door close, a meow, and a sleepy subin mumble something to the cat. stuffing his hands into his pockets, he slowly walked to greet her in the main hallway. he could tell from only her stature that she was past the point of exhaustion, but he had a plan he had to follow through.

it was a good thing she had the next two days off.

"long day?" he asked casually.

pouting, subin nodded, walking into jaebum's open arms. "so much manual labor."

he guided her toward the couch in the main room, directing her to lay on her stomach with her forearms under her head. she was confused, but went along with it.

"why all of this?" subin mumbled, eyes immediately closing as soon as she was horizontal.

jaebum straddled her hips, his thumbs pressing against her lower back, "surprise massage. figured you deserved it."

subin's back started popping when jaebum's hands went close to her spine. she let out a mixture of a groan and a mewl. "god, i think i love you."

jaebum smirked. he was just getting started.

"so tell me about this manual labor that you suffered through today."

while jaebum's hands were rubbing away all of the stress and anxiety she went through, her brain was brought back to the torture.

"we had to unload about a million boxes of heavy coats today."

"a million, huh?"

"yes. that was the exact number. i counted."

"alright, subin."

jaebum's hands rubbed away a particularly large knot in subin's shoulder and she moaned. "it was like all of our customers knew that we had to do a thousand things. dahye said it was the busiest we've been all year. and then this lady came in," she said as boy sitting on her but moved her hair to the side, getting good access to ner neck, "she couldn't decide between what two shoes she wanted. i had to keep running back and forth until she decided which one she wanted."

"how dare she," jaebum mumbled, pressing hot lips on the back of subin's neck, causing her to sigh.

"i know. i should have made her go back and and get the different shoes. it wouldn't have hurt her to lose the weight. those are taehyung's words, not mine," subin said with a small giggle.

jaebum's lips and hands paused momentarily before he continued.

"do you mind taking off your shirt? i can get better access to your back that way."

jaebum helped his girlfriend take off her blouse, throwing it across the room, where it somehow landed on the tv. his hands resumed his adventure on subin's now bare skin.