Jin smoothly tapped his fingers on Shui's belly while also circling them around in gentle, fluid motion in an attempt to provide her some comfort. Even though a thin line of her dress separated the contact, the euphoric sensation of a thousand butterflies tickling still grabbed the inside of her belly.
His black eyes looked calm and patient, something very opposite to how evasive they seemed until an hour ago. The minutes ticked by and Jin's stay in her room kept getting equally longer too, a notion which Shui highly appreciated.
"Are you feeling better now?"
Shui, who was still in the daze of enjoying Jin's concern, didn't clearly hear his question.
"Shui?"
Her stupor popped like a balloon, making her cough. "Y-Yes, it's so much better now…"
