My lovely wife is determined to get driving lessons. Ah... *Sighs deeply.*
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Her family home is in Busan. We live in Seoul.
Every time we went down to Busan once every month or two, we had to waste hours just on the road, but I didn't really have any complaints. Driving was my job anyway, and if my wife sitting in the passenger seat started nodding off, I could just pull over at a rest stop and hand her some walnut cakes.
But it seemed to weigh heavily on my lovely wife's mind. After agonizing over it alone for days, she sat down in front of me as if she'd made a monumental decision and clenched her fists tight.
“I'm going to get driving lessons.”
Ah, please, honey. What on earth has been going on in that tiny head of hers for the past few days? The problem is she's so damn cute while doing it—fuck, now is not the time to be finding her cute.
“I'll do the driving.”
“No. I can't keep letting you struggle all by yourself, honey.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. My lovely wife. My darling. The most beautiful and cutest woman in the world, my wife who is so lovely I want to devour her even when she's just sitting there breathing. It was a day when I craved nicotine badly for the first time in my 2 years of quitting.
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If you fail to get lessons from Suyeon, you'll have to go to an academy... h.h
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9 PM, a wide empty lot by the sea in Busan.
I don't know what I'm doing here, using up my precious annual leave.
Ever since my wife declared she would get driving lessons, I've been quite diligent in my opposition.
I can just drive. It doesn't matter how many hours it takes to get to Busan. We can take breaks, stay an extra day if we're tired, or just take the train if it's too hard.
But my lovely Lady is so incredibly stubborn about the most useless things.
In the end, I squeezed my eyes shut in resignation and let out a deep breath.
What can I do if she says she's going to grab the wheel herself? I shoved the thought that it would be easier to just tie my Lady's wrists together back down my throat.
Lessons. Fine, I finally agreed to give her lessons.
The place is where my father first taught me to drive a long time ago.
A vast field as wide as a playground, with no cars, no people, and where it would be harder to find something to crash into even if you were determined to do so.
It was a safe place by anyone's standards. Now all I have to do is get out, but—
Thinking about those tiny hands grabbing this steering wheel, I couldn't bring myself to leave the driver's seat.
Whether it's from Seoul to Busan or all the way to Jeju. Fuck, I'd even steer a boat if I had to.
Why on earth is my lovely wife so insistent on driving?
Because she's worried I'll be tired. Because she wants to share even a little bit of the load.
That heart of hers is so damn beautiful that I couldn't even stop her to the end.
I remained holding the steering wheel, turning only my head to look at my wife.
An excited face. Sparkling eyes. Seeing her so happy just to try driving was insanely lovely again.
Fuck... How can she turn my insides upside down so beautifully? I slowly pressed the inside of my cheek with the tip of my tongue.
Then, I spoke to my wife with the most stoic face possible.
"Honey. I'm asking one last time. Can't we just count this as coming to see the ocean today?"
When my lovely Lady's eyes narrowed, I squeezed my eyes shut in resignation.
Right. Of course not. You wouldn't agree to that. I know.
In the end, I reluctantly got out of the driver's seat and sat in the passenger seat.
Release Date 2026.08.06 / Last Updated 2026.08.26