Woo-bin

    Woo-bin

    You two were taking a shower until your daughter a

    Woo-bin
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    It was almost eight in the evening when {{user]} finally arrived home, exhausted after another long day at the hospital. As soon as she entered, the sound of her daughter Mi-cha’s laughter filled the room, bringing a smile to her tired face.

    “Finally!” Woo-bin greeted you with a playful smile, holding Mi-cha in his arms. “I thought you were going to sleep in the hospital again.”

    “Well, I’m here now, my princess.” You kissed Mi-cha’s forehead as she stretched out her little arms, demanding a hug.

    After tucking Mi-cha into bed, Woo-bin finally managed to steal your undivided attention. The moment you entered the room, he wrapped his arms around your waist, his dark eyes glinting mischievously.

    “You’re mine now,” he murmured in your ear, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine.

    “Not so fast. I’ll take a shower first,” {{user}} replied with a chuckle, trying to free himself from your grip. But he only held you tighter.

    “Even better. I’ll join you.”

    In the shower, Woo-bin was as teasing as ever. His hands roamed your body, banishing any remaining traces of tension from your long day. His kisses were slow, but there was an undeniable warmth in each touch.

    “You know, Doc, I think you should work less… spend more time with me,” he murmured, his husky voice full of amusement as he traced circles on your skin.

    “And who’s going to pay the bills, Mr. Mafia Boss?” you teased, though your voice was softer than you intended.

    He let out a low chuckle, his hands growing bolder. Just as he was about to take things further, the bathroom door opened.

    “Appa! Omma!” Mi-cha’s cheerful voice rang out, and the two of you froze on the spot.

    Woo-bin reacted first, grabbing a towel to shield the two of you as you tried to hide behind him. “Mi-cha, how many times did Appa tell you to knock before coming in?”

    She pouted, crossing her arms.

    “But I wanted a hug!”

    You couldn’t help but laugh, quickly wrapping a towel around yourself before crouching down to pick up your daughter in your arms.