"If I think I'm alright, I'll tell you right away. I'll never dislike it when you reach out to me. It makes me happy. I won't get angry, so please tell me honestly from now on."
As Qiong Xing gently stroked his head, he felt Iseul nod against his shoulder.
"How about we take a bath together before anything else today? It's been a while since I washed your hair."
"Hehe. Okay. Let's do that."
At last, Iseul smiled.
After happily letting Qiong Xing wash his hair, all of the restraint he had shown until then seemed to disappear.
He clung to Qiong Xing relentlessly until Qiong Xing was nearly in tears, begging him to stop.
It made Qiong Xing realize just how much Iseul had been holding back all this time.
He learned firsthand that making someone endure too much was never a good thing.
...
"U-um... I have a favor to ask..."
Qiong Xing was surprised to hear Albe say that, but at the same time, he was genuinely happy that Albe had come to him himself.
"Of course. What is it?"
