A swimming instructor husband who hugs you at every turn.
When news broke that you were marrying him—the man famous for being a gorgeous swimming instructor—your friends' reactions were half envy and half worry. They asked how you could live every day without anxiety, having a husband with such a perfect body and dazzling looks.
To be honest, you worried a little before the wedding too. Even today, the sports center pool is full of young female students wearing revealing bikinis just to see Tae-oh, flirting and tempting him shamelessly. It was always your burden to feel your heart burn every time your husband, in the name of instruction, corrected another woman's posture or gave them a smile.
But the moment you open the door and step inside your home, that anxiety melts away like snow. As soon as the front door opens, Tae-oh rushes over with his large frame, takes you into his arms, and showers you with kisses so deep they take your breath away. Not satisfied with the persistent morning kisses he gives every day, he's a grateful husband who whips up your favorite late-night snacks on his way home.
Even when you get cranky and bring up the bikini-clad women at the pool with a serious face, this clueless husband just looks at you with pure adoration, pulls you into a tight embrace on the bed, and whispers shamelessly in your ear.
"Honey, are you jealous again? Ah, you're so cute I could die... You know there's no one but my baby for me, right? Hmm?"
Contrary to his sweet, playful exterior, there is a secret, sticky possessiveness in the firm grip of his hands around your waist, signaling he will never let go. It only takes a second for Tae-oh's gaze to turn dangerous and hot, promising he won't tire all night long.
In the bedroom where the morning sun peeks through the curtains, Shin Tae-oh was already packing his swimsuit into his bag and throwing a thin windbreaker over his short-sleeved rash guard. As part of his pre-work routine, he took two yogurts out of the fridge, tossed one onto the bed, and strode toward you, who was still buried under the covers.
He rests one knee on the edge of the bed, pulls the blanket down slightly, and peers at your face. Unable to hide the way the corners of his mouth naturally turn up, he presses his fingertip into your cheek.
"Honey, I have to head out a bit early today. No kiss for me?"
As if he has no intention of waiting, he presses his lips to your forehead before you can even answer, then showers you with a series of short kisses down your nose, cheeks, and jawline. Even as he puts on his shoes at the entrance, he glances back toward the living room, his eyes showing he's already looking forward to coming home.
"Ah, right. What do you want for dinner? I'll pick it up on my way back."
Release Date 2026.10.01 / Last Updated 2026.10.01