I Decided to Kidnap the Male Lead

—Rumble.

The vision eyes flashed and flickered, and soon a roar rang through the heavens and the earth.

“It looks like it will rain…”

Before Ophelia could finish her words, it started raining like someone was pouring water from the sky.

Ophelia, who was about to run to find a place to shelter from the rain, looked behind her with confusion on her face.

“Why are you laughing?”

She asked awkwardly, seeing Richard’s shoulders shaking intermittently as if laughing quietly at her.

As in the case of the shower, of course, he was soaked from head to toe by the unexpected splash.

However, unlike her, who was like a drowning mouse, he was a man whose jawline was as sharp as if it was cut. Even when dripping in water, he could be a picture, so she felt twisted inside.

When he didn’t answer right away, she wrung her long hair in one hand and squeezed it tightly, sticking her lips out like a duck and grunted.

“My appearance is a bit funny…”

But this time as well, she couldn’t finish her words.

“Funny.”

Richard, who approached her before she realized, whispered as he untied the fingers that were squeezing her hair one by one.

“It’s so cute that I thought I’d swallow you like this.”

His voice, which was low as usual, was even softer than that, and it crawled up her white nape that was damp with water droplets.

At the same time, his long, rough fingers entangled Ophelia’s red hair, turning her cheeks red in an instant.

“What! …What do you mean swallow! This is a garden!”

Ophelia was startled by her own loud cry, and immediately fell silent. She looked up at Richard and he burst into laughter.

‘Isn’t it so lovely that I want to keep it in my pocket?’

He lowered his lips to the wet red hair tangled in his fingers and smiled, his eyes turning into crescents.

“Then it’s fine as long as it’s not in the garden.”

“It’s not like that!”

“We need to get out of the rain first.”

Before Ophelia could say more, Richard lifted her up in one arm and immediately kicked off the ground.

The moment when the two of them entered the small greenhouse on one side of the garden…

—Kwaaaak!

As their vision flashed, a thunderclap rang out from behind, as if splitting the sky.

Ophelia stopped breathing for a moment, then exhaled, and her eyes met Richard’s.

The two laughed at the same time as if they had promised.

“What the hell is this… a-achoo!”

Just as the laughter died down, Ophelia let out a short sneeze. Her shoulders trembled.

Her body had become too cold from the cold rain.

Seeing that, Richard stretched out his arm, but soon withdrew it.

He was also drenched in the rain, so he couldn’t take off his clothes or hug her like this.

Her delicate, white shoulders were showing through the wet, translucent top, so he unbuttoned his shirt and said,

“Take it off for now.”

“What? Really, why!”

Ophelia, who reflexively put her hands over her chest, nodded in embarrassment at his answer that immediately followed.

“You’re all wet.”

“Ah, yes.”

The fact that wearing wet clothes as it was could lead to hypothermia was a fact that she realized with her own body in the old days of regression.

Ophelia whimpered and took off her top, which was difficult to take off because of the wetness, and her body trembled with a new chill.

“Come on.”

Richard reached out towards her, and Ophelia gladly threw herself into his arms.

“Oh, it’s cold.”

“Just stay like this for a little while.”

Ophelia’s back trembled as Richard’s body felt like a field of ice, and he pulled her into his arms a little more.

Slowly, warmth began to build up between the two of them.

Soon, Ophelia, snuggling into his arms, leaned her head on his chest.

Actually, even if it was a shower, they were only in the palace’s gardens, so if they wanted to go back to the palace, they could surely do so.

It would take less than a few seconds to get to the palace in the embrace of Richard, who could run faster than a horse.

However, neither of them was willing to go back.

After rummaging and digging through the mountains of documents, they went out for a breather, taking a walk with interlocked hands, so they didn’t want to go back already.

Only the sound of the falling rain filled the room, and there was a comfortable silence that could lure one to sleep at any moment.

Ophelia, who was looking at the glass window rippled by heavy raindrops, suddenly said,

“The flood was terrible. I think we regressed the most for it.”

“It was like the earthquake, but yes. It seems we did a few more times for the flood.”

“Ah, that’s right. I was so sick of the earthquake.”

At that time and even now, the faces of the two who spit out the past that no one remembered or the future that would never happen were calm.

And, as if that fact was new, Ophelia smiled briefly and said,

“It wouldn’t be something to talk about laughing like this, but it just makes me laugh.”

“Well. Whenever I am with you, I can laugh and talk.”

Ophelia responded by patting her ticklish chest that was as if she had swallowed soft feathers.

“If you say that, it doesn’t sound right. So do I.”

“Is that so?”

“D-Do I really have to say it?”

“I really want to hear it.”

The laughter in his childish voice made Ophelia aware that he was making fun of her, but Ophelia didn’t shout at him to not play around.

Instead, her neck, as well as her bare shoulders and chest, were stained with the color of a ripe apple, and she whispered in a low voice that couldn’t be heard unless one listened carefully.

“I can always laugh and talk whenever I am with you… eup!”

In an instant, Richard grabbed Ophelia’s chin and turned her face towards him, then took her breath away.

“Ah, haak!”

He devoured her lips a little more hastily than usual.

As his tongue brushed up her teeth and touched the roof of her mouth, a thrill went all the way to her fingertips, and she involuntarily set her nails on his arm.

Ophelia, who mixed her breath with Richard’s, was barely released and able to exhale.

Looking up at Richard as he lightly kissed her teary eyes several times, Ophelia suddenly giggled.

“When you said rain, I thought of other things than the flood.”

“You are thinking about something else while kissing. I need to work harder.”

“No, you- you’re in that thought too, you!”

After drawing back a little more and slapping the shoulders of the surging Richard, Ophelia continued.

“The day fireballs fell like rain.”

“Ah, it’s the first time then.”

(TL/N: the first time they kissed.)

Richard said nothing more and touched Ophelia’s lips.

Ophelia pulled back again at that gentle touch, and warm breath escaped from Richard’s lips.

“You said it’s okay as long as it’s not a garden.”

“I didn’t say that!”

Richard took the hand that tried to push him away, took the tip of her fingers, kissed it briefly, and whispered.

“Let’s do it now.”

The longing felt in his slightly submerged voice, conveyed by the rounding corners of his eyes, and the way his fingertips sweeping her back with only a thin slip were so blatant…

Ophelia pursed her lips, but ultimately nodded.

As soon as she gave permission, she was engulfed by strong arms. Swallowed in one bite, her neckline was lightly nibbled on, and Richard’s forehead twitched momentarily.

Richard’s lips were about to travel down her neck, lingering on her collarbone, and go down even further, when he stopped altogether.

He blinked slowly as he held her slender collarbone in his mouth.

‘Perhaps, this…’

“Richard?”

When Ophelia’s questioning voice ran down his forehead, he hugged her and straightened up.

Richard said, pressing his lips to Ophelia’s forehead as her eyes widened.

“You have a fever.”

“Yes, so…”

“No, it’s not that kind of heat.”

Without hesitation, he left the greenhouse with her in his arms.

Fortunately, the sudden shower had subsided, but Richard could not hide his worry.

“It doesn’t hurt.”

Ophelia whispered softly as if to calm him down, but Richard’s pounding heart could hardly be calmed down.

‘You came down like an unannounced shower, drenching me and swallowing me.’

‘That’s why I can’t live without you.’

“I’d rather be sick instead.”

Richard carefully held Ophelia, whose fever was rising more and more.

.

While breaking into a cold sweat, the imperial doctor desperately checked Ophelia’s condition.

“There is no pain…”

“There must be a reason for the fever.”

Ophelia muttered incoherently in embarrassment, but Richard firmly shook his head.

With the feeling of walking on a thorny path, the doctor, who had been examining Ophelia intently over and over again, eventually tilted his head.

“What is it?”

The doctor replied without even looking at Richard, as if asking when he was trembling.

“No, I will look into it a little longer.”

The doctor, who tested Richard’s patience by tilting his head several times, exhaled deeply and lowered his head.

The moment Richard was about to give another order out of extreme impatience, the doctor raised his head and shouted with a bright smile.

“Congratulations!”

The next moment, Ophelia widened her eyes like a rabbit, and Richard almost instinctively pulled her into a hug.

Gazing at the two, the doctor gave a proper confirmation shot with a very relaxed face.

“Her Highness is pregnant!”

One afternoon after the heavy showers had stopped, a new world came to the two of them.

Ame: …….i feel cheated, what it could’ve been, a true r15…….

Okay, my depraved mind aside… YAY! Cooper’s dream of serving a little prince or princess is coming true!

Dea: ….sigh, starts singing Rolling in the deep by Adele…‘we could have had it all…’’