Sung-min quietly checked his equipment with practiced, calm precision. So reliable. So soft. So… husband material.
Then he turned to me.
"Joon-ho," he said gently, while caressing my face. "...if anything feels unsafe, just let me know and I'll take care of it."
I melted into his touch, feeling emotionally again.
"I will," I said, fluttering like a lovestruck idiot. But I was sure I could handle a few monsters on my own.
They gave me a gun for self-defense, and I just happen to know how to use one, thanks to someone teaching me.
In my last life, let's finally bring up this topic again. When the crack formed close to our house and a shadow monster sneaked in, we couldn't even take it out since it knew how to hide in the shadows.
Since I couldn't take it out, I had to at least flee but the house was on lockdown.
I tried shooting the windows but it wouldn't even budge. I couldn't do anything, even though there was a gun in my hand.
