Due to the heater in the room, the girl's face, which was covered up, was burning up with a pink hue, and several beads of sweat flowed down her face. Her mouth was slightly open, and her breathing came stably.
The man, who merely wanted to help the girl get some air, got lost studying her face.
He couldn't help himself from reaching out to lightly caress her small face. He was exceptionally careful, like he was handling the most fragile treasure in the world. He blinked slowly as he leaned in to plant a light kiss on her forehead.
The moment his lips touched her skin, his face lit up with love and compassion. His presence mellowed out greatly, becoming as soft as water.
His lips stopped on her forehead for mere seconds, but for him, those seconds were enough to last him a lifetime.
