Grumpy Husband, Soft Heart
EPISODE - 3 The Bathroom Incident (That Wasn’t Her Fault)
He was shirtless. She was soaked. And neither of them were ready for what happened next…
[Morning – Mo Residence, Shared Living Space]
Ji Nuan had one mission:
Wake up. Shower. Coffee. Clinic. Peace.
What she didn’t expect was the hot water to stop working in her bathroom.
So she grabbed a towel and stomped down the hallway to the guest bathroom…
Not knowing he was already in there.
Shirtless.
Towel hanging low on his hips.
Steam curling around his body like sin.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(blinking, wet hair slicked back)
Are we… doing this together now?
Ji Nuan (FL)
(frozen, staring at his abs)
I thought—
I knocked!
You didn’t answer!
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(smirking)
So you broke in?
Very bold, Dr. Ji. Very illegal.
Ji Nuan (FL)
It’s my house too, you caveman!
You didn’t lock the door!
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(Stepping forward)
I didn't know I had to protect myself from my own wife.
Ji Nuan (FL)
(backing away fast)
You're dripping on the floor!
You're making eye contact!
Mo Jincheng (ML)
Would you rather I don’t?
Because I was about to look lower.
Ji Nuan (FL)
[She grabs the towel rack to stop herself from slipping. Accidentally pulls it off the wall.]
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(deadpan)
Well.
You’re destructive when flustered.
That’s kind of hot.
Ji Nuan (FL)
(through clenched teeth)
Get out.
Get dressed.
Get a door that locks.
[Five minutes later – Kitchen]
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(walking in with damp hair, now in a button-up shirt – top three buttons undone)
Mo Jincheng (ML)
I left the water warm for you.
You’re welcome.
Ji Nuan (FL)
(pouring coffee aggressively)
I’m going to build a bathroom in the shed.
Far from this house. Far from you.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(leaning on counter, watching her)
You say that…
But your eyes said, “hello, abdominal muscle number six.”
Ji Nuan (FL)
(spits coffee)
What?!
That’s ridiculous!
There were only five! I mean—
I didn’t count!
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(grinning like a devil)
Exactly.
You noticed there were more than four.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
[He moves closer, voice lower, softer.]
Mo Jincheng (ML)
You can build a shed if you want.
I’ll still find you.
We’re married, Nuan’er.
You don’t get to run away from me…
Especially not when you're the one who barged into my shower fantasy.
Ji Nuan (FL)
(glaring, cheeks pink)
Fantasy?!
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(leaning close, lips nearly brushing her ear)
You in a towel, breathing hard, flustered and furious?
Trust me. I’m filing that one away.
[She throws a piece of toast at him. He catches it with his mouth. Like a smug, gorgeous panther.]
Ji Nuan (FL)
(flatly)
I hate you.
Mo Jincheng (ML)
(chewing)
I adore you.
[Later – Clinic, Ji Nuan's office]
She’s reading charts.
Trying to forget the water droplets sliding down his chest.
Failing miserably.
Ji Nuan (FL)
(muttering)
Six abs. Smug bastard.
I’m not looking again.
Ever.
Maybe once.
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